When Sunday came, so did her father, her mother Mary and her brother Adam. Compared to Emma, Adam had dark hair like his mother Mary, but if he stood next to David there was no question that he was his son. He certainly acted just like the man. Adam had flown in from New York to spend some time with everyone. He was 25 now and currently in graduate school pursuing his Master's in Art & Design. Coming home allowed him to take a much needed break.

They'd helped Emma with some final touches and Mary did indeed spend the whole time gushing over her granddaughter. They had lunch as a family and afterwards, Henry wanted to ride on his skateboard and Harleigh wanted to go outside to ride her pretty new bike she got from grandma.

After putting on helmets and pads, they ran off to ride in the middle of the street. No cars were coming it being Sunday everyone was home. Emma and Adam lounged on the porch as David and Mary stood closer near the kids, cheering them on.

"So big sister of mine, what do you plan to do out here anyway?" Adam leaned back into the bench.

That was a great question...

As a English Literature major with a minor in Film. Emma managed to get a great job in Boston as a Public Relations Specialist for a few companies. If anyone could keep a sketchy company looking good in a time of stress it was Emma.

Growing up Emma always has this big dream of going out to California from Florida and becoming a great director and writer but then she got pregnant with Henry and plans changed. She needed a steady career that was going to pay the bills. She was just lucky enough to find such a great job that allowed her to work from home and be a constant figure in her kids lives at the same time.

"I've offered my services to a few companies here in Maine and the companies I worked for have given me recommendations so...just have to wait and see who takes the bait first." Emma shrugged and leaned back as well, smiling as she saw Henry and Harleigh playing together.

Harleigh screeched with laughter as her big brother chased her around on his skateboard. Emma was sure her baby girl could be heard on this whole block.

Inside her home office, Regina pinched at the bridge of her nose at the loud screeching she heard coming from outside. The morning had been quiet so she decided to sleep in a little later. Today the sun was shining bright not a cloud in the sky so it was definitely too hot to be out. Through the day she heard the hustle and bustle of her neighbors unloading things off the moving van out front.

She decided she would get a bit of work in to save her some time on Monday, and while working she heard the children outside. Through her window she could see Henry zooming down the street on top of a skateboard wearing a helmet and pads. Chasing after him on a pink little two wheeler, was a little blonde haired girl with pig tails, blue eyes and a big smile to match.

"That must be Harleigh then." Regina sighed and silently watched them from her window. Out of all the Swan's she had yet to catch a glimpse of Emma today. She wondered what the woman looked like now. She even tried looking her up but didn't find any photos just some articles she had written.

Glancing back outside Regina smiled a little watching the young girl run around out in the street with her brother. She remembered growing up, watching Emma and Adam play outside from inside her room. She wasn't allowed to go outside very much.

Harleigh looked like she was having the time of her life. That is until she fell. Instead of laughter all you could hear were the girl's cries. She must've hurt her hands as she fell because she was clutching them to her chest. Henry tried to console her, then David, he picked her up but still she cried and even Mary tried but that only made her cry harder. Regina watched it all play out from inside her home. And that's when she saw her.

Clad in a pair of blue tight jeans and a tank top, Emma hurried over to Harleigh and the child instantly fell into her arms from David's arms. Her long blonde locks were tossed over one shoulder, her face was bare of any makeup. She had toned out in all the right places, her face wasn't as chubby, she had nice cheekbones and a toned jawline. She didn't look like she had grown much in height since the last time Regina saw her but she had definitely changed. For a woman who's had two kids she looked great.

Regina looked on as Emma comforted the girl, wiping and blowing on her hands. Emma was asking her questions and Harleigh had her little lip poked out, she was sniffling so hard her shoulders shook. She started nodding and shaking her head as she went along.

After a bit, Emma kissed her face with vigor and put a smiling Harleigh down, the girl went over to her bike a hopped right back on. Moving out of the way, Emma stayed close putting her hands into the back pockets of her jeans and stuck her hip out.

Regina looked her up and down, her ass looked really good in those jeans. Groaning she went back to focusing on her case, she needed to look through some files.

Back outside Emma felt like someone was starring at her and looked around. Her eyes landed on the Mills' big White House. All the shades were open and when she looked into a particular window, is when she saw Regina. She was walking around what looked to be an office, starring down at a folder.

She was wearing a long sleeve white blouse and some very very fitting black slacks. Her hair was pulled back from her face into a bun with two little parts hanging down in front. Regina had glasses on as she examined the folder. Moving from one page to another, she changed her stance and moved one of the hanging locks of hair back behind her ear.

Oh she looked good, she looked really good. Emma bit her lip and turned back to watching the kids. Had Regina seen her standing out here? Should she go over? Say hi? No no that's stupid Swan, she most likely wants nothing to do with you. But she was kind to Henry, maybe she isn't so bitchy anymore. If she wasn't kind to the kid, Emma definitely would have gone over there and given her a piece of her mind.

"You should invite Regina over to the housewarming party." Mary's voice came from right beside her, making her jump, when did she get so close?

"It's not a housewarming party Mom we've lived here for years." Emma looked over at her mother.

"You haven't lived here in over 10 years and this is Henry's and Harleigh's home now, so we will celebrate this homecoming with a party of housewarming." Mary explained like it was obvious.

"Yeah yeah...I-I don't think Regina would come over anyhow she was never the partying type. No sense in asking if she's just going to say no." Emma shrugged.

"Well that's not true, over the years she has been a treat to interact with during her visits. I think finally having Cora out of her hair and out of the house has allowed her some room to breathe. She isn't the same as she was when she left for college. You would know if you came home more often." Mary hinted and Emma rolled her eyes. "She isn't so uptight...she's changed. You certainly have changed as well I think it would be good for you two. Finally becoming friends like you wanted when you were kids." Mary bumped her hip.

At that part Emma scoffed, "That Emma was too hopeful in thinking she'd ever become friends with that girl." Emma sighed because she wanted that for so long, she wanted to be more than her friend.

"Well you're both women now, grown adults with great careers, it's been what 12 years? Who knows you both might have a lot in common now in your old age." Mary teased.

Gasping Emma looked offended, "I am not old!" She huffed.

"Invite her over Em, I think she's been quite lonely in that big house by herself, I didn't know she had moved back in. This party could be refreshing for her. Plus Henry said he and she are friends apparently?" Mary nodded her head along as she said that her mouth turned up in a 'Hmm.'

"Yeah he told us how he spoke to her yesterday before the rain started." Emma looked back towards the White House into the window, Regina was gone.

"Fine I'll go over tomorrow morning and ask her." Emma relented.

"It never hurts to at least try, honey." Mary patted her lower back and they turned back to watching the kids.

Oh how Mary didn't even know the half of it, it very well could indeed. Hurt.