A/N: Thanks for waiting! I promise the chapters will get longer, I'm having a slow start with this story, I don't want it to be endless chapters, so I have to cut them short in order for them to not be too long! Enjoy!

Regina closes the door behind her, and steps closer to the younger woman in front of her. "Excuse me?" She isn't sure she heard her right.

"I'm Emma Swan… I gave up a baby boy for adoption 12 years ago. They told me I could find him here." They?

"Who's they?" Regina demanded.

"The adoption agency," Emma answered like she was stating the obvious.

"I was told it was a closed adoption, and the parents didn't want any contact." Regina stared down at the ground, was she here to take her son. What did she want? After 12 years? This doesn't make any sense. She shook her head, and looked the slightly attractive woman in the eye. "I don't know what your intentions are Mrs. Swan, but if you think you can just appear after 12 years and take my son from me, you've got it wrong. You have no idea what I'm capable of." She spat out through gritted teeth, Regina turned around and left a speechless woman standing on her front porch. Once inside she leaned back against the heavy front door and took in a deep breath. She could hear feet shuffling on the porch, leaving perhaps. She let out the breath she had been holding.

"Mom, who was that?" Henry is staring at her from the kitchen.

"No-one, dear, some sales woman." She put on a smile and walked towards her son, her hands slightly shaking.

Emma turned around, what did she expect? To be received with open arms. Yes, your son is here! Come in and give him a hug! She shakes her head, walks down the steps of the porch, and continues towards her yellow bug. Once inside she hugs herself, trying to warm up. Even though it is 75 degrees outside, she's freezing her skinny butt off. Her beanie does little to keep her warm, but at least it's something. She feels her fingers again, and starts her trusty car. She's not going to give up this easily, she needs to see the baby she'd given up so long ago. Make sure he's okay. Though his mom looks mighty scary, it won't stop her. She'd seen a diner when she first drove into this small town, and if she wasn't mistaken there had been a bed and breakfast.

She turns at the end of the street and parks her car across the street from the diner. She gets out and again the cold hits her. She shivers and rubs her hands together, I should have worn mittens. She opens the door to Granny's, the smell of fresh baked pastries making her feel right at home. Every occupant in the building stared at her, without any shame. Full blown stares, everywhere. Great. Emma waves awkwardly and finds an empty bar-stool at the very end of the counter. An attractive young woman, with an infectious smile makes her way over, notepad in hand.

"Hi, my name is Ruby, what can I get for you?" Ruby seems like the kind of girl who lives to make people happy, make them feel at home, like they are okay. At least that's the affect she's having on Emma. Emma smiled up at her, "What do you recommend?" Ruby's smile beams even brighter and names a couple of meals that are popular at the diner. Emma orders the salad, even though she'd much rather have the burger and sits quietly while she's waiting on her food. Ruby comes back and stares at her for all about 2 seconds before walking up to Emma again. "So, what brings you to town, uhm…" Emma than realized she never gave the brunette her name. "Emma Swan, nice to meet you, Ruby." She smiles and nods her head in agreement. Never answering her question, she isn't even sure why she's here, how did she think this was going to go, honestly. She never gave much thought about the parents of her son, what they would think. This whole plan was last minute, Emma didn't think it through. Not enough, and now she's in this beautiful small town in the middle of nowhere, where no one knows. Her son closer to her than he's ever been and he's unreachable. Ruby placing her food in front of her shakes her from her thoughts, the salad looks amazing but she's not hungry. She hasn't been in a long time, she takes a couple of bites from the lettuce before pushing the plate away from her, to the other side of the counter. She sees Ruby, watching her like a new and shiny toy. She frowns at the almost full plate that Emma pushed aside, Emma just shrugs at her and Ruby lets it go.

Emma gets up and makes her way to the bathroom, she's getting weak. Like usual around this time at night, she enters the small ladies room and locks the door quickly behind her before pulling out 8 different bottles of medication out of her purse, laying out pills in front of her on the bathroom sink. A knock on the door startles her and she drops some of the pills that were in her hand, "Dammit," she tries to save them but they are already falling down the drain. "Someone's in here," Emma says annoyed. A polite apology follows and Emma continues to line up her medicine. Once she's done she grabs the pills and swallows all of them at the same time. Weird how before she got sick she had problems just swallowing one, now she takes 12 to 15 pills in one big chug. She flushes the toilet, pretending to have used it and opens the door, being met by the woman who had slammed the door in her face just a little while earlier.

"Well, well… look who it is." Her son's adoptive mother spoke, far from friendly. What was she doing here?

"Did you follow me?" Emma asks suspiciously. Crossing her arms in front of her chest.

"I probably have just as many questions, as you do Miss Swan." Emma could tell by the look on the older woman's face that she was struggling to be nice, she continued, "but I'm not comfortable discussing, whatever it is, in front of my son," Regina took a step back, suddenly realizing how close she was to the fragile looking woman. "So if you're not too busy, i'd like to know why you are here."

"I-I uhm..." Emma was dumbfounded. She didn't think this question would come this soon, honestly she hadn't thought any of this through. She could feel herself starting to panic. Unsure of what to do, what to say, she did what she always does. Run. "Listen, I don't have time right now, I've got to get to my hotel room. You think we can do this some other time?" She hated being this weak little girl, she hated showing it to such a powerful, well-put-together, woman. Who basically has everything she doesn't have. She has her kid, she has a house, and most of all... She looks... healthy.

"Listen, Miss Swan, you showed up at my door, wanting to see MY son," Regina was fighting to keep her voice down, Emma could tell. "Whatever this is, it's going to be on my terms. Tomorrow, 12 pm, same place, don't be late!" Emma watched Regina turn around and storm out of the diner, costumers not even blinking an eye. Like this is something that happens daily here. She took in a deep breath and started walking towards her seat at the counter. As soon as the door closed behind Regina, Ruby was standing next to her.

"I see you met our Major?" Ruby looked at her with empathy. Major? This just keeps getting better. Emma rolled her eyes,

"Yes, I did."

"What did you do to piss her off?" Ruby grinned. Emma swallowed, not ready to share anything yet, plus Regina would probably not appreciate her spilling the beans before they had a chance to talk.

"I occupied her favorite bathroom stall." Emma shrugged, and Ruby just stared at her before breaking out in laughter.