Emma was home earlier than she had expected to be, but doubted that Regina would protest. Regina didn't like surprises, but Emma somehow had a feeling that she would like this one.

As Emma hung up her coat, she heard a sound that she had never expected to hear in the mansion. A piano playing.

There was a piano in the study, a room Emma hadn't even known existed until she had moved in, but she thought that it was just for show. Henry wasn't able to play piano, and neither was Regina. So who was in the house?

Emma was tempted to pull out her gun, but realized that doing that probably wasn't necessary. Magic was a pretty good weapon.

Taking a page out of Regina's book, Emma lit a fireball in her hand before walking slowly towards the sound of the piano.

When she got to the study, she slowly opened the door, making sure that it didn't creak and alert the intruder to her presence.

But when the door opened and Emma saw who was at the piano, her jaw dropped. Regina moved in time with the music, putting her whole body into the song she was playing. Emma didn't recognize it, but she didn't have to.

Emma extinguished the fireball in her hand, continuing to watch in awe as Regina played the most beautiful song on piano she had ever heard.

As the song ended, Emma stood there and waited. If Regina was going to keep playing, Emma didn't want to stop her. But if she were done, she would notice Emma in a few seconds.

Regina sighed before closing the cover of the piano over the keys. Emma would be home soon, and as much as she wanted to keep playing, Emma didn't know about her piano playing.

Regina turned to leave the room, jumping when she saw Emma standing there. "How long have you been there?"

"Not too long," Emma said. "But long enough. Why didn't you tell me that you played piano?"

Regina shrugged. "Didn't seem important."

"Where did you learn to play like that?" Emma asked. "That was the most beautiful piano playing I have ever heard in my entire life."

Regina smiled. "I highly doubt that, but thank you. And I taught myself how to play."

"That's amazing," Emma said. "What can you play?"

"Not anything you would know," Regina said. "I make it up as I go. I don't know any songs or anything."

"That's even more amazing," Emma said. "Can you play something for me?"

"I suppose so," Regina said, walking back to the piano bench and sitting down.

"Hold on," Emma said, walking over to her. "How long have you been playing without telling me? I would have made you serenade me a long time ago."

Regina laughed. "It isn't something I tell very many people. Back in the Enchanted Forest, only commoners played music without thinking about it."

Emma winced. She could pretty much assume that Cora had something to do with this. "Well, I think it's amazing that you can play like that. And I'd like you to keep playing if you wouldn't mind."

Regina smiled before nodding and patting the bench next to her. Emma smiled and sat down next to her, waiting patiently for the music to start. And when it did, it was the sweetest sound she had ever heard.