A/N: Yes, I have already posted this chapter, I changed the end because I accidentally copied too much and part of the next chapter that wasn't edited or finished yet ended up being posted. I took that part out and it will be posted with chapter four, which I'm posting in a minute, so I'm sorry if you get alerts and if it annoys you!


Emma knocked at the door lightly, trying to make sure Henry wasn't the one to come to the door in case Regina didn't like her present. She heard the brunette calling to Henry to stay in the study and she would be right back. When she opened the door she looked happy, something Emma didn't often see but was pleased to be exposed to. Emma smiled broadly at her.

"Are you ready for your next gift?"

"I suppose, would you like to come in, dear?"

"Actually, you should come out." Regina grabbed a coat from the coat rack and stepped out, pulling the door shut behind her. "I know this is presumptuous, and I understand if you don't want it. But, I think you'll find it to be fun." Emma took Regina's hand and pulled her toward her car. When they got within a couple of paces, Emma halted, telling Regina to turn around and close her eyes. The brunette gave her a skeptical look but when Emma looked at her sternly, she nodded and did as she was asked.

Emma put the leash she bought on the little yellow puppy and pulled her out of the car. She picked her up and walked around in front of Regina, telling the other woman to open her eyes. Regina smiled for a moment, but sobered and looked incredulously at the blonde.

"I know it's crazy, but you said that you liked dogs, and I thought if you liked palomino horses that you would like a yellow dog. She's a labradoodle so she doesn't shed very much either. I thought you would appreciate that. I figured you would like to name her, but I've been calling her Queenie, since she's for you, if you want her."

"And if I don't?"

"Then I'll keep her. She kind of reminds me of you."

"And how so?" Regina asked, raising one eyebrow.

"She's sweet, and loveable."

"You perceive me as sweet and loveable?"

"I do."

"Let me see her," Regina requested, holding her hands out to take the puppy from Emma. Emma handed her over and Regina fawned over the tiny bundle of fur. "I think Queenie is a cute name."

Emma smiled, happy that Regina enjoyed the gift. She watched the other woman play with the puppy, amazed at the pleasure the yellow ball of fluff brought to Regina's face with such ease. She envied it, actually, wishing she could bring that look to Regina's face every single day.

"I'm glad you like her. She's sweet and from what I heard, mostly housebroken. You'll just have to work on her with your house. I have a food and water bowl for her in the car, and I bought you some puppy chow, and obviously the leash. I also have a box of treats and a pack of training pads for her."

"You really have thought of everything, haven't you?"

"Of course, I don't give gifts halfway." Regina smiled at the comment. Henry chose the moment that Emma stepped closer to Regina to open the door and call out for his mom. He looked surprised when he saw Emma, smiling at her and noticing the puppy. He slipped on some boots and ran out to them, running right for the puppy that was now on the ground playing in the snow.

"What's this?"

"Emma bought us a puppy, Henry," Regina said. "Is that ok, Henry?"

"Ok? It's awesome! We can keep him, mom? Really?"

"Yes, of course. I'm going to put you in charge of feeding and walking her until you go back to school in January."

"What's her name?" Henry asked, noting the correction.

"Emma named her Queenie, unless you have a different idea?"

"No, that's awesome, like she's named after you, mom!" Henry agreed. Regina blushed, but he didn't noticed, he was too busy playing with the puppy, but Emma noticed. Emma found that she noticed everything about the mayor these days, she just couldn't help it.

"Henry, why don't you take Queenie inside while I talk to your mom a minute and grab the rest of the puppy supplies?"

"Ok!" Henry took the leash from Regina and bound inside with the puppy. Emma looked at Regina, waiting for the brunette to look back at her.

"You've brought me quite the interesting collection of gifts over the past few days."

"I have."

"When do you plan on stopping?" Regina asked, not in a way that implied she wanted it to stop but in a way that hoped she wouldn't.

"That's a pretty loaded question," Emma said louder than she would have wanted to, but the weight of the puppy food she had just lifted made her exert more energy than she had planned to.

"How do you figure?"

"Because if I'm honest, I might scare you."

"I'm not easily frightened, dear."

"I know, but even this might spook you."

"I don't think so."

"We'll see."

"Indeed."

"I'll see you tomorrow morning," Emma said, smiling.

"Even though you brought me tomorrow's gift already?"

"Traditions," Emma said with a shy smile, hoping she wasn't making a burden of herself.

"Of course, traditions. See you in the morning, Emma."