They sat together on the sofa as Emma turned the pages of the photo albums. Regina had insisted on making her wash her hands after eating the pizza. Emma had refused to eat it with a knife and fork, the way Regina had done, so she had to comply. After all, she wanted to look at the photos without ruining them. Regina had carefully marked each photo with an extraordinary amount of details, and the different books were labelled as well.

"Would you mind… could I have copies of some of your photos of Henry growing up?" She asked, trying to store them in her memory in case Regina turned her down.

Regina's first reaction was to say no. These were her photos, her memories. She had to share Henry with Emma now, but Henry's past was hers.

It took her a moment to realise how ridiculous that sounded. And if she gave some photos to Emma, Henry would have them as a reminder of her.

"I'll exchange some of these photos, or copies of them, for future photos of Henry." She agreed.

"Can I take some now if I promise to give you some in the future?"

"I'll make copies for you tomorrow."

"Thanks."

"That was the day he came second in the sports day race." Regina explained, looking over her shoulder. "Personally I thought he won, but he didn't care so I didn't talk to the teachers about it."

"He looks really happy."

"I think he was more interested in getting a photo of the medal rather than having me include him in the picture."

"Do you still have it?"

"Of course. Whenever he tired of having something in his room, needing space for new things he picked up, I stored the items in the attic. Just in case he wants them again some day."

"In perfect condition, just like the birthday decorations?"

"I know you don't understand Miss Swan, you managed to move here with less items than fit in a suitcase. To me, Henry's memories are worth keeping safe. I left almost everything behind when I cursed us into this land. Things that were precious to me and reminded me of Da…happier times."

"You cast the curse, why couldn't you bring everything with you?"

Regina wanted to say: "I chose to spend my final few moments gloating to your mother about how I had finally won, rather than packing."

She unconsciously reached up to touch the ring on the chain around her neck as she spoke. "Sometimes happy memories can also bring pain."

Regina walked over to a cupboard and took out a pack of small post-it note tabs. They were supposed to help Henry make notes when he was studying. She handed them to Emma.

"Why don't you finish looking through the alum and put one of these on the photos you want copies of while I wash up."

"But you cooked."

"You can owe me." Regina paused in the doorway of the kitchen, then called back. "Plus I don't trust you not to break something."

Emma laughed and pulled off a handful of the tabs.