A/N: I know it has been AGES since I updated this but I promise I'm back at it. This is short and sort of a filler but there are more things to come. Let me know what you think and sometimes your comments make a change on the story so you can share what you wuld like to see. This is story is for you after all!


"So you're saying you're going to find Maleficent's long lost daughter to who knows where?" Snow summed up with a frown. They were all at Granny's; David, Snow, Henry and the couple.

Emma nodded while her hands played nervously with the letter. When they had parted so many years ago, Emma and Lily hadn't really end in good terms, but a few years later, Emma had received a letter from her. She didn't know how Lily had gotten the address of her new house back then, but one day an envelope appeared on the front step with her name written on it. Now, it held the key to find Lily; or so she hoped.

"Are you just going without questioning if it's a good idea? I mean, for what you said, the address on that letter was written many years ago. Who know what it's there now," her mother tried to reason, but Emma shook her head.

"I still have to try. It's the only lead we have for now."

David put his hand over his wife's and squeezed before looking at Regina, "You're going with her?"

Regina nodded sternly, "I'll make sure everything goes fine."

She felt Emma's frown thrown at her before she could turn her head, so she placed her hand on Emma's knee under the table and her thumb drew circles, trying to soothe her. Before the Sheriff could say anything though, Henry chimed in.

"Can I go too?"

Regina turned to him and cupped his face, "I'm sorry Henry, but it's better if you stay here with your grandparents."

He pouted at her, knowing it made her heart melt, "But I want to go on a road trip too."

Emma smiled, "When this is over I promise we can all go on a road trip to wherever you want, okay?"

"Wherever I want? Like to Disney World?" he exclaimed, his eyes already shining with excitement, and Emma's smile faltered.

"What's Disney World?" Regina asked, turning to look at her.

Emma looked at Henry, "We'll see." Then, looking back at her parents she stood, "Okay. The trip should take us around 2 days of everything goes well. While we're out of town, Snow you're in charge and David, keep an eye on Maleficent. I know she's surrendered now but maybe she thinks it twice."

They all stood and David hugged her, catching her by surprise, "Look at you leading an army. I'm so proud."

Emma smiled from under his chest, "You're just two. Hardly an army."

His smile never faltered as he separated, "Still, you're a natural born leader."

Regina watched how Emma's cheeks died a lighter shade of red and her smiled turned sheepish, and her lips drew a grin on her own. She was so caught up in the scene in front of her, she didn't notice Snow approaching until she felt a hand on her shoulder.

"Regina."

She jumped slightly in surprise, and nodded once to greet her, "Snow."

"You really agree with letting me on charge of the town?" she asked.

It actually had been her idea, but Regina refused to let it show, so she just raised her chin slightly and shrugged, "Someone needs to run this town so it doesn't go wild and you already have done it, back in the enchanted forest, so I figured it would be okay for two days."

Snow squeezed her shoulder and smiled, "Thank you."

Regina stared for a moment and just nodded. While they were at peace, Regina still didn't know where their relationship stood. Seeing the gratitude on Snow's eyes, she decided they could get along like they used to once upon a time. It used to be good.

They watched Emma hugging Henry, him whispering something in her ear, something that made her smile, and suddenly Regina leaned to whisper to Snow, "Do you know what's this Disney World Henry was talking about?"

Snow shook her head, "I have no idea."


"So you do know where we're going, don't you?" Regina asked her while Emma drove them outside of Storybrooke.

Emma had said little about the letter or about what was on it or the key she insisted it held. Regina had trusted her blindly, but as they drove leaving the town line behind, she wondered what they would find.

"Yeah, yeah. Hopefully she will be there. If not, there will be something that leads us to her," Emma assured and Regina squinted her eyes.

"How do you know?"

Emma shrugged, "I just…know."

Regina watched her carefully and noticed how her thumb tapped steadily on the steering wheel. She had felt she was nervous before, but they had been surrounded by people. Now that they were alone, she finally asked, "Emma, are you okay?"

She nodded and hummed but it didn't convince Regina. If something, she was surer something was bothering her now. She had a slight idea of what it might be, but she didn't want to pressure her into talking, knowing Emma needed her space.

"If you need to talk, we're stuck together in here for hours," she just said, squeezing Emma's knee for reassurance. Outside, the woods started to transform into a plain territory; it was a really hard contrast from the views Regina was used to see on Storybrooke, so she stared at it, suddenly feeling small in a big world.

She spent the rest of the journey watching how the outside world was, how it changed from view to view; from forest, to fields, to town. Emma didn't say a word about the letter, but they still talked about minor things. When the afternoon rolled in, they finally made the first stop at Hardee's.

"I know you're not a big fan of burgers but these…these are the best burgers in the word," Emma praised as they made their way into the drive thru. "I tried it when I was like 10 and I think I've only had it 2 more times since then."

"They can't be that good if you only have bought it three times," Regina teased. They actually looked good on the images of the menu; or maybe it was the hunger speaking.

"I reserve them only for special occasions," Emma just said before turning to the machine and making their order. Regina was stunned from that revelation; Emma had only had two times to celebrate in her life. She was wondering what they were, the question burning in her lips, when Emma handed her the takeaway bags.

She parked a few blocks from there and she pulled a map while Regina took out the food. The Mayor's mind was still roaming over the revelation when Emma closed the map and opened her burger.

"I know what you're thinking and yes, my life was bad, but it's all behind, okay?" she said, reading Regina's mind. "Those two times were when I came out of prison and the second was when I got my first real paycheck."

"And what's to celebrate today?" Regina asked tentatively. Emma answered with a heartedly smile.

"Us."

Regina, her burger finally out of the box, raised it, "Cheers to that then." When she took the first bite, under Emma's expecting stare, she couldn't stop the hum. It really was good. Emma smiled satisfied and took a bite of her own burger.

"Told you they were good."


Regina insisted to drive to give Emma a rest, and the Sheriff refused to do it. She knew where they were heading anyways, but when she muffled a yawn, she realised she actually was tired; she had eaten too much and her body felt heavy.

Since they were going to be on the highway for a while, she changed her seat with Regina, letting her take the lead for some time. When she yawned again, Regina smirked, "Missing your daily nap?"

"I don't snap daily," Emma retorted, but Regina raised an eyebrow and she rolled her eyes. "I just rest my eyes…for an hour."

"And to think the town's safety depends on you," Regina sighed dramatically. She received a nudge on her shoulder and she laughed, making Emma laugh too eventually.

From time to time, Regina shoot a side glance at Emma to see her staring through her window, and she bit her lip to stop herself from asking again. Emma had opened to her, but there were still parts of her that she was reluctant to let out. She knew she would do it when she felt like it, and Regina didn't have to wait long.

"It's a foster home," Emma murmured. Regina turned to look at her briefly and saw she was looking down at her hands. "The address it's a foster home I used to be. The last time I saw her we…kind of fought? In the letter she said she was grateful for meeting me and that I would always be a part of her life, and that if I ever needed her, I could find her in that address. At the foster home I used to be."

"And you're nervous to go back there?" Regina asked her softly.

"Sort of, but not for what you think. I mean, it's all in the past, but I don't know what I will find there. I never contacted her again; I don't know what she was doing there or why. We dated but beyond that we were friends and I did to her what I didn't like people to do to me. I just left her."

Regina understood her; she felt the same way with Maleficent. While Emma had talked, they had finally left the highway, so Regina parked on the first spot she caught and turned to her.

"You don't have to blame yourself forever Emma."

The Sheriff smiled slightly, "You don't sound convincing at all."

Regina answered with a soft smile on her own, "True. I am on the same position with Maleficent. But as you have told me, we all have make mistakes in our lives. You more than anyone always try to help everyone, and here you are helping the woman who killed you. You're good Emma, and you're not. You are you, with your mistakes as well as your good choices."

Emma's eyes had started to water and she blinked the tears away, swallowing the lump in her throat. She looked up at Regina, who tucked a strand of blonde hair behind her ear before cupping her face. She had been scared to tell Regina because saying it out loud made it real for her. Emma had managed to push aside those feelings all these years, not having to deal with it since she hadn't heard form Lily, but now it was real and she had to face it.

Regina kissed her cheek softly and Emma smiled, holding her hand, "When did you get so good at hope speeches?"

"I may have learnt a couple things from you these months," Regina teased.

"Hey! Hope's speeches are my mom's thing, not mine."

Regina smiled and shrugged, "If you want to believe so…"

Emma rolled her eyes but leaned in, kissing Regina tenderly. "I love you. I really do," she whispered against her lips.

"I really love you too Emma," Regina whispered back before kissing her again.


The sun had set by the time they had found the foster home and they decided to come back early the next day, following Emma's advice to not to wake up the children there, so they drove until they found a motel a few blocks from there.

"It almost makes me want to go back to your car and sleep there," Regina said as she opened the door of their room.

Emma walked past her inside and rolled her eyes, "C'mon Regina, it's not that bad. It's clean and the bed is almost comfortable. Come here." She patted next to her and Regina took a breath before closing the door and taking a seat there.

"I don't know your definition of clean, but I definitely can see dust over the TV," she said eyeing the room.

Emma massaged Regina's stiff back, trying to get her to relax, "It's just for some hours. We sleep and leave early in the morning."

"Seriously, if your car wasn't so pigsty, I would go there right now to spend the night," Regina insisted.

Rolling her eyes, Emma dipped her head and planted leather kisses along Regina's neck, "But we can have more fun here. And by the way," she murmured against soft tanned skin, "It was your idea to get takeaway at Hardee's instead of eating in."

Her hands lowered down Regina's back, moving to the front to go up until her fingers drew figures on the valley of her breasts. Regina arched her back slightly and Emma smirked. Later that night, with only the walls as witnesses of the passion they had shared, Regina kissed Emma's naked shoulder before cuddling next to her and saying, "For the record, the bed is uncomfortable."