The sun was almost setting in the horizon when Regina got up from the couch and said she should be heading home. Eliza did not waist an opportunity to reassure her cousin that things would work out in their own time and that she ought to stay out of trouble. Regina smiled and reminded her cousin that she was still in a very serious relationship with troubles and it wouldn't be long until they emerged again. Eliza laughed lightly at the statement, kissed Regina's hairline and gave her a tight hug. Regina was tense at first but then, feeling her cousin's hands stroking her back and the soft touch of her fingertips in her hair, she relaxed and allowed herself to enjoy that bit of tenderness and companionship she only experienced with her deceased father.

The thing that Regina felt it was most weird was the fact that they were almost the same age. Eliza was one year older, born in the first day of September, when the first leaf fell from one of oaks that surrounded the mills of the Enchanted Forest or so her mother had told her the day she saw Eliza for the first time. Regina was born the next year, in the cold winter morning of the first day of February, when the iced creek nearby Prince Henry's lands started to melt, thusly announcing spring and all her treasures.

Maybe this was how it felt to have an older sister. An older sister should be comforting and wise, motherly and friendly. Maybe this was what she could have had if Zelena had accepted her help, her second chance. Sure, she wouldn't be this caring towards her but at least she would have a sister and they would build new memories, a new life together.

"I'll meet you in front of your house, tomorrow at eight. We have very important stuff to do and I don't mean breakfast, this time. I'll lend you some of my old clothes so you don't spoil your beautiful garments."

"I thought they made you feel depressed."

"I was just teasing you like the good cousin I am." Eliza said with a smug smile. Regina smiled back, rolling her eyes. "Go home, have a good nutritious dinner and go to bed early. I need you at your full power, okay?"

"Okay."

And so Regina did. She went out to the street and walked to 108 Mifflin Street, got her keys out and entered her house. It was empty, silent, and lifeless... much like she felt inside. But then she remembered the day she had had with Eliza. It was fun; not crazy fun, but fun. She had a good time; Eliza kept dark thoughts out of her mind. Her cousin had been a good companion for the day and she was thankful for her company. She was looking forward to the next morning. Regina wanted to know all about Eliza's idea involving Zelena's old farm. She tried to imagine all the possible scenarios; she even tried to imagine what she and Henry had plotted in Granny's. Yet, she had no idea; she was in blissful ignorance, much like Eliza had planned. It was alright, she would find out soon enough. Eliza would be wise enough not to abuse her patience. There is much of herself in her cousin, except that Eliza emanates that warm white light everyone seems to appreciate. She can be fiery too, bossy and stubborn, arrogant and rude, but Regina can see passed the flaws and focus on her qualities. Eliza was generally good: clumsy, not very elegant in her gestures or words, but she was good; she gave up her happy ending to help others. Accidentally, yes. And unlike so many other if they were caught in the same cursed cobweb, she embraced it. Regina doubted she would be able to do the same. There were as many cons as there were pros of being a Boot Wearer. She was also rather intrigued by her relationship with the Dark One and the rules involved in dealing with him. She would like to know what was that Rumpelstiltskin had given her to guard. Eliza didn't seem the kind of woman to let secrets slip...unlike some people. She was loyal to her dealings and relations, or so it seemed. She could trust her.

Regina wasn't really hungry. She felt too tired to prepare a full meal for herself, so she just grabbed some vegetables, pealed them into a small bowl and made a salad she ate looking out the window. When she was finished, she put an apron and did the dishes. She went to bed early; she even tried to read a bit from a book she kept on the bedside table. She could barely keep her eyes opened. She was sleepy beyond belief! It didn't take more than five minutes until she was caught in the arms of Morpheus and went into a perfect, dreamless slumber.

The next morning, the alarm in her bedside table woke her up at half past seven. She almost unconsciously went to the shower, washed and combed her perfect silky hair. She had just the sufficient time to put on a silk robe when someone knocked at the entrance door. She went down the stairs, opened the door and immediately saw Eliza, smiling widely at her and carrying a bag in her hand. She was dressed in an orange t-shirt and in a pair of old jeans. Of course, the magic boots where also there. She had her long dark auburn hair in a braid. A new element was added: It was a straw hat that matched her yellow eyes perfectly.

"Good morning, Regina! May I come in?"

"Of course! Good morning!" said Regina, giving her some space to get into the house. Eliza entered the white mansion and smiled looking around.

"So, are you ready?"

"I don't know; you and your ideas put me off of my skin with worry not to say reluctance."

"There's nothing to be worried about, dear; but if we want to start the whole shebang soon, we have to leave now. Here are the clothes I said I would bring so you wouldn't spoil your garments. It's not Prada but I think you'll manage to survive in those for a day."

"Yes, I believe I can..."

"Then go, get dressed and then come down and I'll explain everything I have been brewing in this little head of mine. Go on!"

Regina went up the stairs with the paper bag in her hands. She entered her room, put the bag on her bed and proceeded to remove everything that was inside it. She found a pair of old jeans, a red flannel shirt and a white tank top. She threw her head backwards and released and exasperated sigh.

"If I must, I must..." she muttered. She noticed that there was also a pair of brown leather short boots. All the clothing smelled of traditional soap and wild flowers. She liked it. It was only adequate: she was to spend a day in a farm. She dressed herself and put on a very light make up just to disguise the dark circles under her eyes.

"Howdy, partner!"

Regina saw Eliza's reflection in the mirror, looking straight at her, her arms folded, her body leaning to the door frame. "I am starting to believe you look good in any rag you put on."

"This is ridiculous!" The Queen said, looking at the mirror, observing her figure.

"When you get really dirty, you'll thank me. Come, we don't have much time to waste. I went to Marco's and I got some pretty stuff for you to look at before we leave. I also have a gift. "

"Oh...that's promising."

"Yes, but you'll have to eat your veggies." Eliza said, leaving Regina alone in her room. The Queen shook her head in amusement and went downstairs. Eliza was already outside. She only needed her purse and her keys. She grabbed them and stepped out the mansion. She locked the front door and turned around to see a 1980 blue Ford truck at the gate.

"That...is your car?"

"Yup! Get in! I assure you, it's a marvel!"

"Alright but I must tell you, I have no intention of dying today!"

"You won't, dear. Get in, Regina!"

Regina opened the door and climbed up and closed the door. Eliza started the car and the march was on. The radio was playing Paul McCartney's 'Queenie Eye' and Eliza couldn't help to tap her fingers on the steering wheel at the song's rhythm.

"Have you had breakfast yet, Regina?"

"No."

"Let's go over Granny's, then." said Eliza, pulling over in the parking in front of the diner.

"What? No way!"

Eliza got out of the car, walked around to the other side and opened Regina's door.

"Why not?"

"Look at me!" Regina yelled, pulling the shirt's lapels and looking at herself.

"Oh, for God sake, Regina; those are perfectly normal!"

"I'm dressed in flannel! In flannel! In public! Don't you think it will be a bit out of character?"

"Precisely! It's perfect!"

"Parading my sorry ass all over Storybrooke is one thing; but parading me in these rags? Eliza, you've gone too far! I want to go back home!"

"Regina, listen to me! Look at me! Look at my face, you infuriating queenie!"

The Queen turned her eyes to Eliza. The Boot Wearer saw them and the hint of sadness and shame they displayed.

"No, I won't! It's out of the question! My reputation will be ruined..."

"Remember the conversation I had with you yesterday? About giving up my happy ending so others could have it?"

"Yes..." Regina huffed, rolling her eyes.

"Well, could you please get out of the creepy mayor's skin, give up the glamour for a day, put your attitude a bit down for once and step in the diner with the clothes I lent you to generously? It's the least you can do. No one's going to laugh at you, I promise."

"And if they do?"

"I'll punch their faces." said Eliza, shrugging her shoulders.

Regina sighed.

"Oh! Why the hell are you so convincing!?"

"Well, I'm in charge of getting your happy ending for starters! Trust me, Regina."

"Alright! Step back! I'm coming out!"

"Good girl!" Eliza smiled as Regina stepped out of the truck. Then, she proceeded to lock it. They both climbed the stairs and entered the diner.

All heads turned to see them enter. Chins went down in awe when they saw Regina dressed like a country girl. Leroy was at the counter. His brow went up when he saw the two cousins. Red's eyes went from Regina's head to her toes. She couldn't look more surprised. Granny stepped out of the kitchen to find out the reason of the grim silence that had taken over the room. Then she saw Eliza and Regina getting closer to a booth.

"Look who the tide washed over here! A queen and a kitten..."

"Careful, Leroy! Kittens have claws..."

"Yeah, right... Have you been dismissed of your functions, Your Majesty? I'm rather surprised to see you dressed as a peasant."

"I may be dressed as a country woman but I am far up your level, Leroy."

"Regina is going to help me paint my kitchen. I gave her some of my clothes so she wouldn't spoil hers, not that's any of your business. She was very kind to offer, so please be nice, Leroy." said the Boot Wearer.

"Paint your kitchen? My, my! Such generosity..."

"Do you doubt Regina's good intentions?"

"No, I just bet she can't even hold the brush. She's too regal for that."

Granny and Ruby raised a brow, Regina's jaw clenched in anger and Eliza disappeared in a cloud of blue smoke.

Oh, damn! Here comes trouble in person!, Granny thought.

Wonderful! Deserted! Note to myself: kill the cat when I am finished with the dwarf, Regina thought.

"Where did Eliza go?" Granny asked.

Suddenly, they heard a guttural sound. Red and Granny looked and saw a Bengal Tiger preparing to jump from behind the counter to the place where Leroy was leaning. Its shoulder blades where going up and down; it was going to attack any second.

Leroy turned to his plate to finish his breakfast while Regina was still bubbling with rage. Then, out of nowhere, two giant paws with big sharp claws emerged from down the counter and the face of the giant tiger appeared, equipped with mighty fangs and yellow eyes that shouted 'murder'. The tiger loudly roared right in Leroy's face thusly making the dwarf lose his senses and fall off the stool with fright and scaring all the costumers in the diner. The creature went back to its fours and walked calmly to where Leroy was lying. Then looked over Regina and saw her amused smile and listened to her light chuckles. Then, it tapped Leroy's shoulder with one of its paws and waited until the dwarf woke up. When he did, Leroy crawled back in direction of the exit door being followed by the huge striped feline which kept its fangs visible.

"Not funny, Eliza!" he said, scared for his life. The animal put a paw upon his chest and let a second slightly lighter roar escape its mouth. Next thing, Leroy is on his feet, running towards the door. Granny, Red and Regina were laughing now. The tiger was enveloped by blue smoke and Eliza came into sight. With a smug smile she looked at everyone present.

"So, anymore comments you would like to share with us or can Regina and I order our breakfast and head off?" No one dared to speak. "Thought so." Eliza looked over Regina and saw her trying to suppress laughter that threatened to free itself from her throat. "Granny! Coffee and pancakes to go, please!"

"Right away, Liz!"

"I'll pay for his breakfast, Granny!"

"Oh, don't worry, girl. This was worth all the dollars in the world." said Granny between laughter and tears.

Five minutes after, Ruby brought two paper bags and two paper cups and gave them to Eliza who paid for everything. Regina joined her and they both headed to the exit only to see Robin, Marian and little Roland entering.

Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!, Eliza thought. The Boot Wearer saw Regina stopping in her tracks, her eyes sparkling with sadness.

"Good morning, Regina..." said Robin. The Queen didn't answer and forced her exit, passing through the couple. Eliza was left alone to face the Locksleys. She let a heavy sigh, closing her eyes and muttering something under her breath. "Huh, is she okay?"

"What do you think, Mr. Locksley? Does she look okay to you?"

"I am just asking, Miss... What's your name again?"

"Eliza Miller is the name, I am Regina's cousin; and I have better things to do than answer your stupid questions. Good day, Locksley; my cousin needs me."

"Something wrong here?" said Emma, behind the couple at the door. They gave her space to pass. "Leroy looked quite upset...I think he said something about a tiger..."

"Yes, the tiger was taken care of. Aside the tiger, there are quite a lot of things wrong, Sheriff. A tiger in a diner seems a too little problem compared to the problem I have currently in hands."

"Maybe I can help."

"Oh, I believe you have helped enough, Miss Swan, I assure you. Now if you'll excuse me, Regina needs me."

"Hey, this woman was innocent! She..."

"Your parents must have told you about me and my project with Regina."

"Yes, but..."

"I sincerely advise you to stay away!"

"Your cousin has destroyed lives, I'm sorry to say this but maybe she had it coming!" Marian interrupted.

"My cousin has proved herself worthy of a second chance; she promptly offered her own life in sacrifice to save this town many a time."

"Seems only fair, if you ask me."

"I don't remember asking you!"

"Calm down, Miller." Swan scolded, touching her arm. Eliza stepped avoided her touch.

"First, don't you ever touch me again; second, don't you ever touch me again; third, Regina is outside waiting for me and I had enough of this and I have been here for only five minutes."

"Regina is a big girl..."

"Yes, but even big girls need support every now and then; don't they, Emma Swan?" Eliza hissed. Emma felt Eliza's eyes pierce her very soul.

"Your cousin is the Evil Queen. You're wasting your time. She doesn't deserve it. I know who you are; you should..." said Marian, in a rather gentle tone.

"Come, come, Marian! It's not in your place to -"

"It's the truth, Robin! That madwoman -"

"Child, cover your ears, please." Roland did as he was told. "I am not usually bad tempered, Mrs. Locksley. On the contrary, I am rather docile and patient. Like a cat... And I don't blame you for my cousin's troubles. Your ludicrous assumptions about Regina Mills aside, you might be a nice girl. There are others I rather blame for your appearance here and they were fully aware of the consequences." Eliza took a step closer to Marian until her face was mere inches from hers. "This time, I'll cut you some slack because you just got here. Yet, if you dare to speak ill of my cousin in front of me again without full knowledge of the life and pain Regina endured and still endures every single day – and, least important, but not irrelevant, begin to tell me what I should or should not do - I'll turn into the tiger that scared Leroy to his next life a few minutes ago in this very diner and I'll pay you a little visit! Insult my cousin again, my only family and you'll rue the day you met me. Are we clear?" Eliza said, calmly. Robin tried to protest but his eyes were met by Eliza's murderous livid looks, daring him to speak a single word. He didn't. Emma observed her, wide-eyed, in shock. Marian nodded but it didn't seem to satisfy the Boot Wearer. Eliza turned her head and removed away a tress of auburn hair that was covering her ear, cupping it with her hand. Marian sighed heavily, showing her displeasure.

"Yes." She told Eliza's ear.

"Good. Have a nice day."

Eliza got out and found Regina leaning on her truck waiting for her to unlock it so she could get inside. They didn't talk during the short trip to Zelena's former farmhouse. She was cursing herself for telling Regina to go in the diner. Her cousin stared at the landscape visible from her window. The Ford truck stopped in front of the farmhouse and both women got out.

"I am sorry, Regina" Eliza said, guilt in her voice.

"Don't be, Eliza; it's not really your fault." Regina said, with her lips quivering. She was gathering all her strength not to cry and Eliza knew it. "Are we going to work or what?"

Eliza held a paper bag and coffee paper cup towards Regina.

"You should have breakfast first before we -"

Regina took the paper bag and the coffee paper cup from the other woman's hand and threw it full force on the ground. The coffee spilled and stained the dirt in the pathway. The pancakes however landed with a heavy thud.

Eliza sighed, sat on the stairs that led to the cabin and lifted both her hands with the palms facing up, offering them to Regina. The Queen took walked to her, took her hands and sat on the stairs at Eliza's side and let the tears fall from her brown eyes. Eliza removed one of her hands from her cousin's and put an arm around her shoulders, pulling her in a tight comforting hug. Regina buried her face in Eliza's shoulder and cried silent tears.

"Let it out, dearest. I am right here and I won't leave you alone, ever again." Eliza said, before kissing Regina's hair and rocked her in her arms as if she would a baby. "It's going to be alright. It's not the end yet. All the pain will be over soon. I promise you, Reggie." But Regina wasn't really listening to her cousin's comforting words. Her body was been softly wracked with the soft sobs she let out now and then. After ten minutes, Regina's cries subsided and now she was just there, in her cousin's arms, occasionally sniffing. She felt Eliza's hand caressing her face, taking her tears away with her hand. "Here, love, have a hanky! Clean those tears." She said, giving the queen a clean handkerchief. "Do you want to talk about it?" Regina shook her head negatively. "It's okay. We won't talk about it." And they sat there, leaning on each other, Eliza's chin on Regina's head. The Boot Wearer raiser her free hand and a paper cup appeared on it. She then poured half of the coffee from the paper cup she had brought from Granny's and put it in Regina's hands. "Now, drink. Otherwise it will be cold." Regina nodded and drank a sip without saying anything. The sat there, watching the birds taking flight and landing on the bushes, searching for food. It was silent and peaceful. The wind was strong. It was getting cold. And still they sat there, for what seemed like hours. Regina still had her face on Eliza's shoulder. Her clothes also smelled like wild flowers and traditional soap. "How about I tell you about our project?" Regina didn't seem to oppose to the idea. "I brought you here because I thought it would be good for you to spend some time outdoors, have some fresh air in your lungs, and take your head from all this mess. This is killing you and I figured that, the best way I could do, was to provide you with an activity to occupy the mind and heal the spirit. ou like gardening, then what better to spend some days out, in a farm, doing what you like best? Much to my dismay and seeing how people react and how you react to them, there has been a change in the plans. I believe it's time you spend a while out of town, far from the others, far from your job. It's time they learn to appreciate your presence in this town. And that's why I think you should stay here for a bit. I asked you those questions yesterday so I could be sure my idea would be appropriate. YWhat do you think, cousin?"

"There are no crops. It's all dried and dead. We would have to grow everything from the scratch! It would take months and I am going to be here only for a few days." said Regina, her voice hoarse with crying. Eliza cupped Regina's chin, much like she does Henry's and lifted it so they both looked in each other's eyes.

"Still doubting me, Regina? I can turn into a Bengal tiger; what makes you think I can't grow a full orchard if I want to?" The Queen looked befuddled. "It's time I give you my gift." Eliza smiled.

She then hopped back into her two feet, walked a few steps and stretched her arms towards the field in front of her. Magic flowed from her hands, white and pure. The ground started to shake but not too violently. The sound of the earth breaking was heard and trees began to rise from the dirt in a line. Green leafs and fruits grew and flowers covered them. Their colours were vibrant and told glorious tales of sweetness and pleasure they could provide. The air filled itself with exquisite and inebriating natural perfumes. There were a fair number of apple trees, some were cherry trees; there were also orange trees and peach trees. The midday sun shone stronger and brighter for the few clouds in the sky had dissipated. A white light covered all the surround landscape. A beautiful orchard had grown right in front of Regina's eyes. Still a bit in shock, she joined the Boot Wearer.

"My..."

"This is it, Regina: a new start."

"I don't know, Eliza."

"Just give it a try. Indulge me."

"I've been indulging you for the past two days." said Regina, as-a-matter-of-factly offering her a sidelook. Eliza laughed.

"Oh, well! Then, keep doing it." Eliza said, as she put an arm around Regina's shoulders and pulled her closer. "I guarantee you're going to be just fine and even a little happy here. The fresh air will do you wonders! I'll come every day to help you in the orchard and the stable. There must be some fixing to be done. I can ask Marco to give a hand in the things I can't. This could be your Eden, Regina. Let your imagination fly and everything is possible."

"Eliza, you're delusional! How will I run a farm? I know nothing of crops and animals and... I haven't ridden a horse in almost thirtyears!"

"Regina, I'll teach you! You forget my father was a miller! I learned to harvest, to plant, make flour and even make bread! I know how to fix simple pluming and even some woodwork. I was made for handiwork! Putting me on that classroom teaching French was such a waste of ability!"

"I really hope I don't come to regret this."

"You'll just have to adjust but it will grow on you."

"I am afraid it's not in my blood as much as it is in yours."

"This is the kind of life you would have had with Daniel, if things had worked out as you both wanted. As you can see, it's a far cry from the life as a Queen, or even from the life as Mayor."

"Funny to think he told me exactly the same thing before he..."

Regina needn't finish the sentence. She didn't need to.

"That's because he was telling you the truth. You can do it, Regina."

"I'm sorry for my outburst"

"We all need to be angry from time to time."

"The problem is, I am always angry."

"Not entirely true, is it?"

"I was angry for the most part of my life. It was all I had."

"The circumstances are quite different now, aren't they?"

"I believe so, yes."

"It's okay, Regina! I understand. I would be angry and confused, and sad if I were in your place." The queen smiled and cleaned the remaining tears in her eyes. "Well, let's go inside and see what's to be done, shall we?"

"Let's go."

Regina joined her cousin, bracing herself to be attacked by the ghostly presence of her half-sister within the walls of the cabin. They entered and looked around. It looked fine. Zelena had left it quite neat and cleaned. They agreed it might look a bit cosier if a few lamps and pictures were added. It could be a good idea to open the windows, pull the curtains aside and let some air and natural light come in. There were some clothes and belongings that Regina thought she should keep away outside in the storm shelter. They both carried the items the Queen picked outside, in cardboard boxes. The cage in which the Dark One had spent some cursed days was destroyed and the bunker was cleaned. Back inside the cabin, the floor was a little dusty when they were finished. Eliza swept the floor and Regina cleaned the objects and furniture in the room. They made the beds. Eliza put them to be washed in the basket in the bathroom. They soon discovered that there weren't many appliances. Regina wasn't too happy about it. It meant double work. Eliza shrugged and smiled, carefree as always. It was hardly a problem, according to the Boot Wearer. As long as they worked together, everything would follow its course. Some cupboards needed some oil and others needed their hinges fixed. Eliza made it her task to restore them to their former glory. Regina stayed to watch, quietly, passing her tools and new screws as she was asked to. They sure needed painting, but that would be for another day. When Eliza was finished, she verified the pluming and taps in the sinks. There was nothing wrong with it. The taps would need some new filters. Eliza had bought some at Marco's, alas, they were too big. She removed the old ones and kept them as a sample so when she went back to the store, she would bring the correct sized filters. Next was the toilet and that's where some problems started to surface: the taps leaked and would probably go coo-coo bananas if they were turned on. Eliza experimented and the result was quite the shower.

"MERDE!" Eliza yelled, being sprayed with a jet of water. Regina laughed, seeing her cousin soaking wet for the second time in two days and a half.

"I wish you could see your face right now..." said Regina, between giggles.

"Defeated by a broken water tap... My effing luck..." Eliza muttered. Regina went in search for a towel and gave it to her cousin. "It seems to me we need a new tap here."

"There's a window upstairs that needs a new glass."

"Could you go there and measure it so I can go to Marco's tomorrow and bring a new one?" she asked, providing Regina with measuring tape.

"Sure."

"Good! If you need me, I'll be here... testing the flush and the shower. If the shower doesn't work you can always use this tap! Look at this mess!"

"We'll have to do some cleaning afterwards, lest you slip and fall on your butt!"

"You would like that, wouldn't you?"

"I can barely wait!" Regina laughed.

"You hag! Some friend you are! Here I am, soaking from the top of my head to the tip of my toes, hungry, tired and you stand there, flipping your hair back and forth, parading your ass like a peacock waiting for me to slip, fall on my butt so you can have a few laughs on my account."

"You had it coming, dear!"

"You're right, I had it bloody coming! I'm expecting a beer and a piece of your famous lasagne when I am finished with this. Pampering me with Italian food is the least you can do for compensate me for my misfortunes; and that's non-negotiable!"

"Fine!"

"Good!"

Regina went upstairs to measure the window so they could replace the glass with a new one.

"Huh, Eliza? There's still some shards in the frame."

"Fetch the hammer and break them all from inside to outside."

"Okay." Regina executed and went back downstairs with the measurements noted in a small piece of paper. Eliza was now mopping the bathroom floor. "I hope there aren't any more surprises concerning the pluming."

Eliza gave her a side look.

"Liar."

"Touchée!"

"I don't think we'll have any more surprises regarding the pluming. The cupboards and the furniture could use some sanding and a coat of varnish. The banister outside looks a bit loose to my taste but nothing some nails won't solve. Also, I'm expecting something to arrive very soon. I think you will love it."

"Is that so?"

"Indeed. Now, let's have a picnic. I'm starving. You?

"Famished."

"What are we waiting for? Let's go!"

Eliza ran outside, followed by Regina. The Boot Wearer was now in the orchard, sitting under a tree on a blanket with a small basket. They ate the delicacies Eliza had brought in a mixture of silence and quiet dialog. Sometime, after they had finished their meal, an apple fell right on Eliza's head. Ignoring Regina's quiet laughter, the Boot Wearer looked up.

"Methinks the spirits in the house and you are having quite the banter today!"

"Can you blame them?"

"As long as it makes you laugh, I don't mind a bit." Eliza smiled to her cousin. Regina smiled back, shyly. "Let us go home, now."

After having locked the cabin, they headed to the truck. Eliza drove them to Mifflin Street.

"Do you want to come in?"

"No, I have to get home but I'll come later to pick you up. I'll bring some other flannel rags you can wear to work around the farm. "

"Urgh! Flannel..." Regina whined.

Eliza laughed and patted her cousin's shoulder.

"I'll be back"

Well, here it is. Hope you like it. Sorry for the delay but I think it was worth it. The soundtrack for next chapter is, no doubt, "You learn to live without" from the Musical If/Then starring Idina Menzel. I picked it because it speaks about changes, transitions and that's quite the 5th chapter's spirit: learning to live without something but not to be sad about it. Please, do review. I would love to know your opinion about the fic. Thanks.