So, finally! Here's a new chapter! This one is quite Grace centered, trying to help her big sister.

Thank you so much for the response on this story – it means the world to me!

Happy New Year!

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The following pages illustrated the story Regina had just told her. Henry didn't even get the time to read the pages. Before he could protest, Grace slammed the book together and got up,

"I'm borrowing this, ok?" she asked, but was already halfway out the door.

"But –" was all Henry got to reply, she was already gone.

Grace's mood lightened up, she had gotten was she was looking for. With the book under her arm, she headed towards the diner. She swung the door open and sat down at the nearest booth, not even bothering to look up and say hi to Ruby or Granny. Eagerly, she opened the storybook again. Quickly, she scanned through the pages; there were illustrations of Regina talking to Tinker Bell, the two them flying off the tavern, then, the man with the lion tattoo.

Holding her breath, she turned the page, but to her disappointment, there was a picture of Mulan. She couldn't help but wonder; why was Mulan suddenly in the story? She scanned the pages, reading something about a gang; The Merry Men. With lost hope, Grace turned yet another page. This time, there was an image of Mulan shaking hands with a man, at this, Grace's eyes widened. On the wrist of the strange man was a tattoo, a tattoo of a lion. Her gaze shifted towards the text, her eyes stopped on a name, Robin Hood.

With no time to loose, she got up from her seat and went over to the counter, "Hey, Ruby? Could you get me two coffees to go please?" she asked politely.

Ruby looked at her and smiled, "Sure, you in a hurry?"

Grace nodded, "Kinda'."

Only minutes later, Grace was on her way over to the Sheriff's station. Deep in her thoughts, she wondered what had become of Robin Hood. She was hoping that he, along with many of the inhabitants of the Enchanted Forest had been sent here, to Storybrooke. She walked in, seeing Emma in her office, writing on her computer.

"Hi Emma." she greeted.

With a surprised look, Emma replied, "Hey."

Hesitating, Grace started talking, "Do you have some kind of list of all the people living in Storybrooke? Maybe with their addresses and what work they have?"

Emma raised an eyebrow, suspiciously, "Yeah… Why...?"

Grace sighed, "It's complicated."

"I have time." Emma replied, turning away from the computer.

With a sigh, Grace sat down in the chair opposed to Emma, and started narrate the story about Regina's failed love life. Fifteen minutes later, when Grace was finally done, Emma looked puzzled, "So let me get this straight; you want to find Robin Hood, who is supposed to be Regina's true love?"

Grace looked back at her with keen eyes, Emma couldn't help but slightly roll her eyes, "Okay, wait here."

With that, Emma got up from behind her desk, and walked towards the archives. Only a moment later, she returned with a book that must content hundreds of pages. Emma slammed the book on the table in front of Grace, "Here, have fun."

Grace muttered a "thank you", and began scanning pages. She focused on their jobs instead of names, since it was highly unlikely that Robin Hood would be registered here. About thirty minutes later, she had gotten about halfway through the book. Losing both hope and will, she tiredly read job titles; secretary, hair dresser, teacher, florist, another teacher, motor mechanic, forester.. Wait! She thought. Forester?

Emma saw Grace's posture straightening, eyes glued in the book, "Got something?" she asked.

Grace took a minute before she answered, "Maybe…" she replied without looking up at Emma. "There's a guy, he's a forester, lives to himself in the forest, not far from the town line, with his son."

Emma rose, "Let's go check it out."

"Really?" Grace was surprised.

Some minutes later, Emma parked the car just outside the tree line of the forest and got out, along with Grace. They followed a small path that lead towards a small house, more of cabin. Lights were on inside, which illuminated the surroundings. As they closed in on the house, Emma paused, "Let me take care of the talking."

Grace gave a mere nod, and continued. Now standing in front of the door, Emma knocked. They heard footsteps approaching quickly, the door opened. A tall man was standing before them, brown hair, blue eyes, dressed in a casual knitted sweater and jeans, a very handsome man. Taken slightly aback, Emma stumbled in her words, "Hi. I'm Emma, Emma Swan with the Sheriff's Office."

The man looked surprised himself, "Hello, what can I do you for?" he asked with a British accent.

"We're just doing some registration on Storybrooke's residents after the curse broke. We would like to know who you were known as in the Enchanted Forest?" Emma asked. She had taken a pad and pen in hand to seem more convenient.

"Oh, I'm Robin Hood." He paused, "Might I ask, why are you doing this just now, the curse was broken a while ago, was it not?"

Emma took a moment to come up with an answer, "Well, there has been so much going on, and we simply haven't come around to do it until now." She replied, quite satisfied her response.

"Alright, I understand, anything else you need to know?" Robin Hood asked.

"No, that was it, thanks."

He gave her a smile and shut the door.

Nor Emma or Grace said anything before they got the car. It was Grace who finally decided to say something, "I can't believe he's been here, all this time!"

"Well, he's not exactly living out in the open, if I can put it that way." Emma replied, eyes fixed on the road.

"Thank you so much Emma! If you need anything from me, just tell me, okay?"

Emma chuckled at Grace's enthusiasm, "I'll keep that in mind. I'll drop you off at your house."

As Emma had promised, she stopped outside Grace's house. "Emma, I would really appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone about this." She said maturely.

"Don't worry, I won't tell a soul." Emma replied and smiled.

Grace squeezed Emma's hand and said goodbye before shutting the door behind her.

The next morning, Grace woke up, feeling refreshed. It was a beautiful morning: sunrays peeking through the curtains, shining upon her face. She smiled at the warmth it gave. She started thinking, thinking of Robin Hood, she had to tell Regina. She got up, still sitting in bed, toes touching the soft carpet on the floor. Stretching her arms, she rose and got dressed.

Some moments later, Grace found herself walking towards the mansion, it was Saturday, so Regina would be home. Softly, Grace gave the door a knock. The door swung open, revealing a smiling Regina, "Good morning dear."

"Good morning sis." Grace replied.

Sensing that Grace was nervous, Regina decided to ask, "Are you alright dear?"

With a big exhale, Grace sat down in one of the kitchen chairs, and gestured for Regina to come sit next to her. When she did, Grace took her hands in hers. "Regina, you know by now I love you. Upon these last few weeks, we've gotten to know each other, becoming the sisters that we are. Yesterday, when you told me that there is someone out there for you, I couldn't help but feel sad, because you didn't know who he was. But I also felt exited, because if you could find him, he would be your happy ending, another chance at true love." Grace paused. Regina didn't understand where Grace was going with this, so he continued, "Maybe I stepped over the line, but I did some digging. I know who he is, and he's here in Storybrooke."

The first reaction Regina had was to remove her hands from her sisters. She could feel anger rising within her, "I told you all that in confidence, you have no business trying to find him!" she said in a deep voice.

Before Grace even got to answer, Regina got up, "Leave please." She said calmly. With a sad look Grace nodded and walked out.

Regina was angry, but also frightened. She felt the very same feeling she'd felt years ago, back then happiness seemed like such a terrible fate, she'd picked revenge over hope. She put on jacket and started walking outside. She had found fresh air seemed to calm her anger. She strolled down the town, reaching the park, there she eyed a bench and sat down. She looked around her, the cold autumn wind was dancing in the air. Right next to the bench was a tree, dressed in red and yellow leaves, that would soon be taken by the wind and reveal the trees' bare branches, only to be covered by snow when winter came.

She inhaled, the clean and healthy air filling her lungs. She didn't even notice Emma coming and sitting down next to her, when she did, she was puzzled, "Miss Swan?"

"Hey," Emma started, "I know about your fight with Grace." She paused, "and what it was about." Regina stayed quiet, so Emma continued, "You should give it a change Regina. Give love and happiness a chance. What's so bad about that? I have been in love once, and it was wonderful, great even, you know that." She paused again, "As for Grace, she just wants to see you happy."

"Why are you doing this?" Regina asked and looked over at Emma.

Emma shrugged, "I think we should try and get better along, for Henry's sake."

Regina raised an eyebrow, "You want us to be friends, after –"

"All we've been through." Emma finished, "Yeah, I mean, we're acting like a divorced couple, fighting over their kid. I think we both know that it's taking a toll on Henry. He needs to see that his mothers can have a civil conversation, maybe even laugh every now and then. I am willing to try, are you?"

Regina was taken off guard by Emma's sudden friend request, but she didn't dislike it, "Sure Emma, I'm willing to try and be friend."

Emma smiled and rose, "Give it a chance Regina."

Regina gave Emma a wondering look.

"Love."

Btw, do any of you know how old Roland is, about three or four maybe?

And, would you let me know what you think? ;)