Diner with Henry had been Neal's idea. A chance to have something like normal bonding time rather than be the cool visiting parent. Emma wondered idly if Neal's sudden desire for normality had anything to do with their son's daily breakfasts with his other mother and how that seemed to be drawing them closer. Maybe that was uncharitable. The truth was neither he nor Emma knew that much about being normal parents... well even about having a normal family. Part of her found the idea that her model for this might be Regina both horrifying and ironic.

But they'd had a good diner, it might even have been the most comfortable she'd been with Neal since he'd moved to town that didn't involve a lot of alcohol. The evening had been so nice that when Regina arrived-precisely at 8 when they had arranged-to pick up Henry she didn't even resent the woman. Regina had asked if Henry could sleep at home for an evening. Despite Emma's decision not to try and stand in the way of reconciliation between Henry and his other mother, her first instinct had been to say no. Regina was after all, despite her behavior with Henry, still Regina. She was still a megalomaniac who felt entitled to treat everyone-except for Henry Emma reminded herself-like garbage not worth her time.

Including Emma most of the time. And Emma herself tried not to think too much about the times she didn't treat her like garbage.

"I'll pick him up at noon tomorrow."

Emma said meeting Regina's eyes. It was their first exchange and she wanted to make sure the Queen understood the ground rules. She was glad she had Neal here for this to back her up. As limited as his backup actually was. The truth was it was more her parents, who had decided that tonight was a good night to eat at Granny's too. She was sure that was entirely coincidental.

"I understand the terms you've set." Regina bristled.

"Mom, can we get ice cream before we go home?"

Regina seemed to hesitate but instead of objecting to the sugar she just smiled. "How about some sorbet instead?" Henry grinned like he'd won some major victory and Emma felt guilty realizing that he probably had with Regina. Maybe she should start thinking about sugar...

Neal had never taken his eyes off the mayor, Emma had noticed, like he was expecting her to do something evil at any moment, her son there or not. But Regina was on her best behavior and Emma put her arm through his. "Come on, I'll buy you a beer."

Neal took his eyes off his son's adopted mother and gave a crocked smile to Emma.

She was still thinking about Regina when they left the dinner, and Neal stopped them on the sidewalk outside. "I wanted to thank you Em. This was really great."

"He's a great kid."

"He is. We did good."

"I'm not sure we had much to do with it."

She saw him frown just a bit, but he looked into her eyes, and leaned in to kiss her. She was in shock at first and it took her a moment to realize what was happening and push him away... hard. "What the hell, Neal!"

"I just thought..."

"Thought that bonding with Henry was a way to get back in my pants?!" All the betrayal of 12 years ago was swimming through her head. "Did you seriously think that you could pick right back up where we'd been before you abandoned me to go to jail?!"

Her anger was building, but she didn't care, and she didn't notice Regina and Henry exit the dinner and stop short.

"Henry, I need you to go back inside."

At least someone was willing to respect her boundaries Emma thought bitterly. She didn't notice Regina's hand move Henry so that he was standing behind her rather than to the side of her. He didn't go inside of course. When did Henry do what he was told.

"Emma, I need you to listen to me very carefully. You need to calm down." Her voice was calm and she was walking very slowly towards her. Neal was frozen in place, probably waiting to be slapped.

"Regina, stay out of this."

"Emma, you need to calm down and close your hand."

"Why!? Why can't I have the angry fit I deserve? Why do I have to be the perfect little Savior all the time?"

"You should be able to have an angry fit, but I need you to calm down now and close your hand."

She was closer now.

"Why?"

"Because you are about 20 seconds from setting your clothing on fire."

Emma looked down at her hand and there was a ball of fire glowing there. It was not like Regina's, contained and controlled, but rather more erratic looking.

"What the FUCK!?"

Regina was still speaking in an unnervingly calm voice. "It's decent for a beginner but that fake leather jacket of yours is about to go up in flames."

Regina reached gently for her hand and closed it. The flame went out.

"Emma, what was that..."

"Mr. Cassidy, I suggest you leave before I set you on fire. And it won't be an accident," Regina said with a low warning tone.

"Em..."

"Now."

He knew a command when he heard it and Neal went towards the B&B, glancing back all the time.

"Mom what was that..." Henry sounded frightened. He'd already lost one mother to magic, and he didn't want to lose a second. Emma was supposed to be the good guy...

"It's alright Henry, Emma just got mad, and she's going to go back into the dinner and have her werewolf friend make her some tea and get some sleep tonight."

Regina let go of Emma's hand, and winced a bit. "Oh my god, I burned you."

"It's nothing I can't heal."

"What the fuck..."

"Language, Miss. Swan. I told you that you can't ignore your magic."

"I ..."

"Tea." She ordered. "Come on Henry..."

She held out her burn free hand to Henry and when he took it she started to walk with him away from Emma.

"All magic comes with a price, Emma. Even denying it." The Queen said without looking back.