Hey, next chapter up. I had help from Gravity In The Air in planning this story, so thank you for the help! I really, really hope you guys enjoy the chapter! XD

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-Chapter 2-

Four Years Later

Regina strutted down the sidewalk, Emma was hopping along beside her jumping over the cracks. The brunette paused and looked down at the small girl. She was standing right next to the crease in the cement, her knees bent and the tip of her tongue sticking out of the corner of her mouth.

Regina chuckled lightly, a small smile curling a corner of her lips. "What on Earth are you doing sweet girl?"

Emma looked up, little blue-green eyes meeting brown, "I jumpin, ober da cracks Mama."

"Yes, I see that Emma. But why are you jumping over the cracks?" Regina crouched down to Emma's eye level, placing a hand over one of the girl's shoulders.

"Lewoy. He...he said dat if I stepped on one dat it would break you. I no wanna bweak you Mama." Emma frowned, and dug the toe of her shoe into the ground.

"Emma, that's just a silly superstition. Stepping on a crack won't hurt me." Regina cupped the toddler's cheek in a hand.

" You pwomise?"

"I promise my sweet girl it won't hurt me. Besides, it would take alot more than a crack in the cement to hurt me."

Emma grinned her eyes lighting up, "Otay!"

The window of the building next to them lit up. The lights inside turning on for the first time since the curse was cast. The Ice Cream shop was open.

Emma grabbed Regina's sleeve and pulled tugging her along towards the shop.

"Ice cweam Mama!" She pulled on Regina's sleeve again with both hands, "C'mon Mama! Me wanna see!" Emma let go of the brunette's blazer and pressed her face against the the glass door. Her bright eyes widened, and her nose was smashed up against the door, her hands framed her face as she gazed in.

Regina scowled, and grabbed Emma's hand, "Why don't we go inside and take a look around sweet girl."

Emma shouted happily and quickly followed Regina inside. A bell, attached to the door, rang as they walked in. A tall, blue eyed, blonde woman walked through the door behind the counter. The woman smiled brightly, "Hello, what can I do for you?"

Emma ran up to the counter, a wide grin on her face, "Hi! Me Emma and dis my Mama! We here fow ice cweam! Who you?" Emma hurridly said, bouncing around in excitment.

"My name is Ingrid. It's nice to meet you little one." The older blonde leaned on the counter and smiled down at Emma, "What is your favorite flavor of ice cream little one?"

"Chocolate!" the four year old shouted grabbing onto the edge of the counter, trying to look above it.

"Wait a moment dear," Regina laid a hand on top of the smaller blondes head, "I am Regina, The mayor of this town. I was not notified that someone was opening a shop here." Regina's eyes narrowed on Ingrid, her free hand resting on her hip.

Ingrid blinked rapidly, "Well, I brought the property and the upstairs apartment from a Mister Gold. I was told that I could do whatever I wish with the building. I wasn't aware that I needed to tell the town hall about it." The older blonde frowned, wringing her hands nervously. She had worked hard to open the ice cream shop, she didn't want to dely the opening any longer than she already had.

Regina cleared her throat. She felt guilty that she had worried the woman.

"Well, I know about it now. I'll have the proper paperwork you will need to fill out sent here to you. I ask that you deliver it back as soon as possible. But for now don't worry about it, just go about this bussiness as you were planning."

A light brown haired, hazel eyed boy walked into the room, his hands filled with a dozen or so bowls, "Miss Ingrid, I found the bowls you were looking for."

"Peter, how many times do I have to tell you to call me mom, mother, or even Aunt Ingrid. Anything but Miss Ingrid, it makes me sound old." Ingrid spoke with a smile, reaching up she ruffled his hair, the nine year old ducked his head with a shy smile.

"Right, sorry Mis- I mean Mom." Peter smiled sheepishly, setting the bowls on the counter.

Still bouncing, Emma pulled on Regina's hand, "Mama, we has ice cweam now?"

Lifting the toddler onto her hip, Regina looked to Ingrid, "Two chocolate cones please."

The brown haired boy quicly garbbed some cones and handed them to the older blonde. Ingrid handed Emma her cone then held the other out to Regina. The brunette was getting some money out of her wallet, but Ingrid stopped her.

"This one is the house, for my first customers." Ingrid said with a small grin. Regina tilted her head slightly, looking closely into the other woman's eyes. She took the cone, her fingers brushing the older blondes.

Emma giggled Peter had come around the counter with some napkins. He was tickling Emma's side. The young boy handed the little blonde the napkins. Emma grinned widely, leaning out to tap his nose with her ice cream.

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