"What is that?" Emma asked, pointing to Regina's wrist. "Why is there a bandage on your wrist?"

"It's not what you think," Regina said quickly. "I didn't do anything that I shouldn't have. I promise."

"No?" Emma asked. "Then why is there a bandage on a very specific part of your body that there have been bandages before?"

"Do you trust me?" Regina asked. Emma nodded. "Then you have to wait about 10 more minutes before I can take this off."

"What?" Emma asked. "Why do you have to wait to take it off? What did you do?"

"Calm down," Regina said. "There is not a cut there. That's not why there is a bandage. You know that if it was a cut you would be the first person I would call."

Emma nodded. She was right. "So then what is it?"

Regina sighed. "If I take it off, will you stop pestering me?"

Emma smiled and nodded.

Regina slowly peeled the tape off of her arm, taking the bandage off completely. "This is what is under the bandage," she said, showing Emma her wrist.

Emma gasped. "You got a tattoo."

"Not just any tattoo," Regina said. "I believe that if you look down at your left wrist, the tattoo on my right one will match perfectly."

"You got the same tattoo as me?" Emma asked. "Of all things to get, why would you choose that?"

"Because there is a spell that can connect us through these," Regina said. "They have to be matching in order for it to work."

"What kind of spell?" Emma asked.

"A kind of tracking spell," Regina said. "So that no matter what happens, we'll always be able to find each other. At first it will be a little overwhelming, but I think that we'd be able to pull it off."

"So you'll always find me?" Emma teased.

Regina rolled her eyes. "Don't ruin the thought with your parent's horribly cheesy line."

Emma laughed before holding out her wrist. "Take it away."

Regina smiled before touching her tattoo to Emma's. She took a deep breath before channeling her magic and love for Emma, concentrating it towards the matching tattoos pressed together.

Emma gasped as their tattoos glowed purple before it died away. "Did it work?" she asked.

"Only one way to find out," Regina said. "Stay here." She walked out of the room, and Emma waited for several seconds before sighing. She hadn't felt a pull. Maybe Regina hadn't done the spell right?

Just when she went to get up and find Regina, she felt a pull towards Regina's study. She walked to the door and opened it, smiling when she saw Regina standing in front of her desk. "It worked."

"It did," Regina agreed. "Did you feel the pull?"

Emma nodded. "It wasn't that bad though."

"That would be because I wasn't that far away," Regina said. "If I was halfway across town, you'd probably be going crazy."

"Do it," Emma said. "What better way to learn to control it than to just jump in?"

"You're crazy," Regina said.

Emma shrugged. "I know. Go ahead."

Regina rolled her eyes before poofing out of the house. Emma waited for several seconds before gasping. Her wrist felt like it was being pulled from the rest of her body. Where had Regina gone?

Emma ran downstairs and out of the mansion, holding her wrist out in front of her like a compass. If she held her arm to the left, the pulling got weaker. Did it get weaker the closer that you got? Deciding yes, she headed that way.

"Emma?" Snow called. "Why are you walking around town with your arm held out in front of you?"

"No reason," Emma said, brushing past her. "Just trying to tan my arm."

"Just one of your arms?" Snow asked, jogging to catch up to her.

"Yeah, this one is less tan than the other one," Emma said. "Just trying to balance things out."

Snow just stared at her. "You must really think I'm stupid. What's really going on?"

Emma sighed. "I'm trying to find Regina. I think that I'm getting pretty close actually. The pulling isn't as bad."

"Pulling?" Snow asked. "What pulling?"

"I'll explain it to you another time," Emma said, picking up her pace. Snow just sighed and shook her head before heading back to the diner.

Emma rounded the corner and smiled at seeing Regina. She sighed in relief as the pulling in her wrist stopped. "That was intense."

"I told you it would be," Regina said. "It took a lot of my self-control not to just poof myself back to you."

"Well at least we know one thing for certain," Emma said, looking down at her wrist.

"What's that?" Regina asked.

Emma smiled before pulling her close and kissing her. "I will always find you."