AN: Surprise! Double update day!

When The Charmings finished playing, Regina made her way over to the opening that she had seen Emma come from last week.

"Hey you," Emma greeted her with a smile.

"Hey," Regina replied.

"Where are your friends tonight?" Emma asked, noticing their absence.

"Oddly enough, they are having movie night with my son." Regina told her.

"Why's that odd?" Emma wondered aloud.

"Normally I'd be with them," the brunette admitted.

"Why aren't you?" Emma smirked.

"They all insisted that I come here tonight."

"Oh, you didn't want to?"

"No. Of course I wanted to. It's just that my son means more to me."

"Oh, yeah. I get that, so why did they insist?" Emma was full of questions for her tonight.

"They believe that I need more friends. Tink and Mel seem to think that you'd be a good one," Regina told her honestly. "So do I, for that matter."

Emma smirked. "So we're friends?"

"I'd like to be, yes."

"Okay. Well friend, what did you think of the new opener?" Emma asked making her way to the bar for a drink.

"It's pretty provocative, to be honest." Regina said, following her to the bar.

Emma laughed. "That's what you're supposed to think. Ready to be blown away?"

Regina wasn't sure what she meant but nodded for the blonde to continue.

"The song is actually about my relationship with the crowd," she told her.

"What do you mean?"

"The crowd comes to the show for the experience right? For the high that you can only get from a live show. I do the same thing. I get excited about their excitement. Some of it is definitely meant to be provocative though."

Regina thought about it a moment and now could see what Emma meant. "You wrote that?"

"Yeah, I write most of them. Sometimes with help, sometimes without it."

Regina's brown eyes looked at her slightly in awe. "They really are very good."

Emma grinned before she downed her drink. "So, tell me about your son."

Regina's face lit up at that. "His name is Henry. He's ten. He is the love of my life."

Her answer was simple, but it spoke volumes to Emma. This woman was crazy about her kid. "What happened to his father, if you don't mind me asking?"

"Daniel," Regina told her. "We divorced just before Henry's sixth birthday."

"Oh. Sorry," Emma responded, not wanting to pry any further.

"It's alright. I'm over it. I just wish that he would keep his promises to Henry. He lashes out sometimes, but I know it's because he misses his father." Regina explained.

"Poor kid. Absentee parents are the worst," Emma's voice turned bitter as she continued her thought. "I've never met my parents. They left me on the side of the highway when I was a baby."

"Emma, I'm so sorry." Regina felt terrible.

"It's okay. It doesn't bother me anymore. I feel really bad for your son though. No kid should have to think that their parent doesn't want them. Granny is the closest thing to a parent that I have. She and Ruby took me in."

They spent the rest of the night talking about Henry, and before they knew it, it was closing time once again. Since they had decided to be friends, they exchanged numbers this time, promising that they would hear from one another soon.

Emma hadn't noticed until now that the rest of the band seemed to have left already. Ruby must have gotten a ride from one of their friends.

"Where the hell have you been?" Ruby asked as soon as she walked in the door. "Hanging out with your new girlfriend, again?"

"What the hell, Ruby? First of all, Regina is not my girlfriend. We are just barely friends, but yeah. I hung out with her until the bar closed." Emma threw her jacket over the back of the couch and kicked off her boots. "What's your problem?"

"My problem, Emma, is that you completely forgot about our plans, didn't you?" She glared at Emma, and her friend's guilty look was all the answer she needed. "See! God. You've only known this woman a week! We've had plans to watch Van Helsing for 2 weeks. You promised." Ruby whined.

"Rubes, hey I'm sorry." Emma came around to join her friend on the couch. "Put it on. We'll stay up and watch it. We have the late shift tomorrow anyway."

That seemed to do the trick and Ruby jumped up to put the DVD in, and ran quickly ran back to the couch to snuggle up with her best friend. Emma's phone buzzed in her pocket. She smiled at the text from Regina.

I had fun tonight. Thank you.

I had fun too. Night.

Goodnight.

Ruby watched this with a raised eyebrow. "What?" Emma asked.

"You gave her your number." It wasn't a question.

"Obviously," Emma laughed. "Calm down. The woman says she needs some friends."

"So?" Ruby questioned. "You never give your number to someone you've known a week. Hell, you've had girlfriends that didn't even know you had a phone," she pointed out.

Emma laughed again. "See. All the more reason it's okay. She's a new friend. That's all. We talked about her son most of the night. Nothing earth shattering."

"She has a kid?" Ruby asked, surprised.

"Yeah," Emma replied. "Why?"

"You've never been interested in anyone with kids." Ruby stated.

"I told you, she's just a friend. What is with you?" The blonde was getting annoyed.

"I don't know. You're just not normally like this with people," she shrugged.

"She seems nice," Emma told her. "And hey, if she ends up being crazy I can always change my number."

Ruby laughed at that. "True." She seemed to ease up though and they watched the movie in silence before drifting to sleep midway through.

Regina woke up to Henry jumping into the guest bed with her at Tink's house.

"Hey sweetheart," she smiled sleepily at him as he snuggled into her like he had when he was smaller.

"Hey mom," he said. "Can we go get some breakfast? All Tink has here is that weird organic stuff."

She giggled at her son. "Of course we can. Just give me ten minutes of cuddle time with my son."

"Okay."

She got a little more than her ten minutes before Henry pulled away. "Sorry, Mom. I'm starving."

She smiled at him again as she slid from the bed and into the guest bathroom. She took a quick shower, and by the time she made it to the living room Tink and Mel, who had stayed in the other guest room, were also awake.

"Would you two like to join Henry and I for breakfast?" she asked her friends.

"I need to be getting home, really," Mel replied. "I have loads of chores calling my name."

"I can't either," Tink told them. "I have to go into the gallery today. A potential buyer wants to look at some of my paintings."

"Alright. Well thank you for taking care of Henry last night. I hope he behaved himself."

"Oh he was wonderful," Tink told her.

Regina beamed at her son and they all said their goodbyes.

After they had gotten to the restaurant and ordered their food, Henry looked at his mother expectantly. "What?" she asked.

"Tell me about your new friend," Henry said and then laughed at his mother's surprised expression. "Tink told me. I was worried about you going out alone last night."

"Of course she did," Regina noted. "You don't have to worry about me Henry, but yes. My friend's name is Emma. She is a singer, and she is also a waitress. She's very sweet."

"Is she a good singer?" he asked, fascinated by that topic.

"Yes, she is," Regina told him. "Is there anything else you'd like to know?"

"Can I meet her? I've never met a singer before," he said through a mouthful of eggs.

"Please don't speak with your mouth full. I can ask her if she would like to meet you. I know how much you love music, and I told her so last night. You can't get upset if she can't though."

"I won't. I'm sure she has a life," he replied with a shrug.

Regina hoped that Emma wouldn't think it was an odd request.

Good morning Emma. I hope you don't find this too odd, but Tink seems to have told Henry some about you. I told you he is a huge music fan. He'd like to meet you if that's alright?

Emma woke up a few hours before her 2-10 shift at the diner started. She groaned as she sat up a little on the couch, but grinned when she smelled French toast coming from the kitchen. "Morning Rubes!" she called.

"Morning Em!" her friend cheerfully greeted her. "Hey, just so you know I woke up with your foot in my ribs," she teased. "Oh, and you have a text from a certain hottie." Ruby winked at her from the kitchen counter.

Emma rushed to grab her phone without thinking and saw the message Regina had sent her. She still felt bad that Henry's dad had bailed on him and was a little bummed that she'd have to make the kid wait.

Hey. Sorry, I was asleep. I have a shift at Granny's diner tonight, but tell Henry that I would love to meet him if he can wait until tomorrow.

The reply came a few minutes later. He looks forward to it. Meet us at the park at noon tomorrow?

Okay.