Okay here's the next chapter. It's small but this chapter will provide information for later chapters. So later on you do understand a few things in the story this chapter will help with that. Once again thanks to my reviewers, followers and favoriters it's alway a pleasure to hear from you. Anyway on with the story.

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The sun beat down onto the perfectly manicured green lawn as Emma walked the grounds. Ruby and M&M were posted to the President for the next three hours whilst she had outside duty. Part of her was glad for that. Ever since she had insulted the President she had been somewhat nervous to be in the same room as the woman not the only reason is it? Okay so perhaps she was also afraid of staring dreamily at the woman and having her notice.

Emma paused at the edge of the garden. A well groomed light brown haired boy sat amongst the bushes and trees - book in hand. Emma gave some thought to turning around and questioning were the boys security was but remembered the first time she had seen the boy and how desperate he was to get a moment away from security and she couldn't blame him. Being apart of the Secret Service her whole life she had been forced to guard important people and had seen how it had turned families upside down on their heads and ruined people's lives. The Secret Service weren't just bodyguards they were your life. Sure their made to look invisible but to do the job they had to know every small tiny bit of your life.

Quietly Emma stepped up to the boy, removing her sun glasses. "Hey I'm Emma."

Henry looked up from his book in surprise. Curiously he looked around him then back to Emma guiltily.

"Hey it's okay. You picked a pretty good hiding spot." She said waving her hands around the small grass patch that was covered by pruned bushes and hedges.

He relaxed a tiny bit before finally speaking up, "I'm Henry. Gary and the other's never seem to find me here." Henry said closing the book before looking worriedly, "Is Mom okay? She's not panicking looking for me is she?"

Emma held up her hand and shook her head a small smile on her face. "Nah kid she's currently sitting through a really boring meeting with the Australian Prime Minister."

"Oh."

"So what are you reading?" Emma inquired trying to catch the cover of the large book.

"A fairytale book."

"What fairytale?" Emma asked taking another step closer to the kid.

"Lot's of difference one's. Like Snow White, Red Riding Hood, Pinnochio, Hansel and Gretel and heaps more. Mom got me the book." He beamed brightly.

Emma smiled. The boy cared a lot about his mother and it was obvious that it went both ways. God how she wished she had a family that cared that much about her. There was only Mary Margaret growing up that had ever been there for her and still to this day the woman was there for her. "What about the story of the Evil Queen?"

"The Evil Queen doesn't have a story because she's bad. She's evil." Henry countered.

Emma chuckled at that. "Everybody has a story. Everybody deserves one. Nobody's like they are for no reason."

"What do you mean?"

Emma gave some thought to that. How could she word her thoughts to an eleven or twelve year old boy. "Evil's not born. Evil's made. Whether that be from how one grows up or what happens around them. Everything from the moment you are born determines who you will be later on in life."

"So you believe the Evil Queen wasn't always evil?" Henry asked curious.

Emma nodded. "I do. I believe she was hurt and thats what made her Evil. I believe that something had to have happened to make her who she and all she's doing is searching for her happy ending." Emma smiled at the boy, "Everybody deserves a happy ending."

"Even the Evil Queen?" Henry agreed.

"Even her."

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Emma walked down the halls doing what she called 'her rounds'. When she wasn't on the job protecting the most powerful person on the planet - the most powerful woman on the planet - she was walking the halls making sure nothing was out of the ordinary. She gave a brief nod too two of the USSS Agents and continued.

The day had gone by surprisingly quickly. The Australian Prime Minister had attended the meeting and everything had gone smoothly with no hiccups. Everything was simple, if somewhat embarrassing for herself when she was found herself appointed to the President when Ruby came down with food poisoning. From there things had hit embarrassing. She had been caught looking at the President with a dreamy look on her face and after the first six or seven times getting caught she finally stopped cursing the stupid glasses they were forced to wear. No instead she was praying to have a pair on hand and that it wouldn't look odd wearing them indoors. At times she swore the President had shifted or lifted her skirt just to drive her wild - at times she swore it was on purpose but why would the President do that.

Passing one of the bedrooms she halted at the slightly ajar bedroom door. With a moments consideration she pushed it open just a tad and peeked in. If she got caught she could always use the 'Just doing my job' excuse. There sat on the ground talking to a twelve year old lightly brown haired well groomed boy was in fact the woman she had sworn her life to protect.

Crossed legged Regina sat waiting for her son to finish speaking.

"I liked our old place. What was wrong with it?" Henry asked fiddling with his pencils and pens before getting up and putting away his homework.

"Henry this job entails me to work from here. Plus it's bigger and it has a bowling alley." She hoped that would get her son happy again.

Henry sighed. "It's not all that bad. Sometimes Ruby, Mary-Margaret or David play video games with me while there watching me."

Regina raised her eyebrow to that but decided not to question it - at least for now. If it made Henry happy she probably never would question it and choose to ignore it instead. "That's nice now come on up to bed."

Henry packed up the last of his stationery and jumped into bed. "Mom?"

"Yes Henry?"

"Could you tell me a story?"

Regina smiled. "Of course." Picking up the book plastered with the title 'Once Upon A Time' that she had gotten him for his birthday she waited till he was comfortable before sitting on the edge. "What one would you like?"

"The Evil Queen."

Regina tilted her head. "The Evil Queen doesn't have a story."

"Emma says otherwise." The boys eyes lit up, "She says everybody deserves a story. Everybody has one. Something about nobody is like they are for no reason."

Regina's face fell. "Agent Swan is right in some capacity."

"You don't believe the Evil Queen deserves a story?"

"Even if she grew up in a hard life that doesn't excuse everything she's ever done."

"People deserve a second chance don't they Mom?" Henry asked his mother who was sitting staring into nothingness - a blank expression on her face.

"Perhaps," Regina turned to her son. "But not everybody does. Somethings are inexcusable -" Somethings are unforgiveable. She finished in her head.

"So you don't believe the Evil Queen deserves a story?"

"The Evil Queen is a wicked woman and it doesn't matter what happened in her past it's what you do with it that makes a difference. You are who you are. Nobody makes you what you are. You shape yourself. If you let yourself become what other people want you to be then you have nobody to blame but yourself." Regina stopped and stood from the bed placing the book on the dresser table. Turning back to her son she leant over him, brushed back his hair and placed a kiss on his forehead. Standing up she straightened herself out, "You'd be wise to remember that in all honesty everybody leaves you eventually. But no matter what happens I will try and stay for as long as I can because I love you."

Henry smiled opened his arms and waited for his mother to hug him before repeating those three words that he knew his mother loved hearing. "I love you too."

Regina smiled clicked of the lamp and tucked him on before switching on the night light. "Night Henry."

Emma stepped back from the door and waited for the woman to exit. There was no way she could vanish without the President catching sight of her. All directions were rather large and long hallways.

"Agent Swan," Regina said a little in surprise as she closed over her sons door.

"I'm sorry Madame President I was just checking to make sure everything was safe before heading home." Emma said standing face to face with the woman who had her gulping down air from the lack of it whenever she was near her.

"Very well Agent Swan." Regina nodded turned gracefully and walked away. Half way down the hall she paused at the Head of her Security Details voice calling her name - her actual name. It was quiet, slightly pained and yet so detached that it didn't even sound like the woman was saying it to anyone. She didn't turn - she didn't have to.

"Regina." Emma spoke looking down lost at her shoes. "Everybody deserves a story. Even the Evil Queen. Sometimes things happen that make it impossible to be good. Sometimes things happen that make getting your happily ever after decidingly difficult but really that's just all we want. The Evil Queen deserves that."

Regina looked down at her heels. A look of pain on her face. Oh you stupid, stupid girl! Your insolence for such things. Evil doesn't deserve to be forgiven. Why do you believe such silly things? "I would beg to differ Miss Swan."

With that Emma watched Regina continue down the hallway until the woman vanished from sight. That was the first actual conversation she had, had with Regina - the President. Even though there was so much pain etched into both sides of the conversation Emma couldn't help but feel a little bit intertwined with Regina, perhaps they both shared such a horrible experience that they both interpretted differently. Perhaps - perhaps it was all in her head.

Okay the next chapter will be up quicker then this as I'm already working on it. About half way done so hopefully today or tomorrow. Next chapter will have more Emma/Regina. Hope you enjoyed this chapter.