Author's Notes: Sorry for the extended delay between chapters. I started a new job with a long commute that doesn't leave me with a lot of free time in my evening hours. I will try to do better about getting updates out faster.

"Gold's shop?" Snow questions as they pull up in front of the familiar structure. "What are we doing here?"

"I need to retrieve something that's going to help us find Emma and Henry. Something my mother brought here."

Snow visibly tenses at the mention of the sorceress. "Are you sure this is a good idea? I mean, if it belonged to Cora, it could be booby-trapped. Who knows what that woman was capable of?"

"Believe me I'm well aware of what my mother was capable of," Regina responds harshly, and belatedly Snow realizes that her comment may have crossed a line. "Sorry," she amends, "But are you sure that it's safe?"

"Safe enough," Regina responds. "Besides, I don't have any better ideas. Finding people is your daughter's talent, not mine."

The small chime clangs softly when Regina opens the door to the pawnshop. The lights are on and the sign says "Open", but no one appears to greet them. Not that Rumple would of course, since he's currently Zelena's puppet, and more than a little insane, but Regina at least expected Belle to be here. Typical, Regina thinks annoyed. Today she could have actually used some help.

"You take that side," she indicates to Snow. "We're looking for an opaque globe with a sharp point on the end."

"The one Rumpelstiltskin used to find Henry in Neverland? You want to use my blood to locate Emma?" Snow asks with dawning comprehension.

"That's the plan," Regina confirms. "Now look."

Fifteen minutes later as Snow is struggling to stand back up after unsuccessfully pilfering through one of the lower cabinets, she casually glances over at Regina, and sees that she appears to be struggling too.

"Regina? Are you okay?"

"Fine," Regina brushes her off with a shake of her head. "I just stood up too fast and got a little dizzy that's all. It's this new curse I think. Ever since we got back I've felt like I'm coming down with the flu. How are you feeling?"

"Physically? Pregnant. But now that you mention it, maybe a little sick? I thought it was just because, you know…." Snow trails off. "This didn't happen before?"

"Not that I remember no," Regina frowns. "But every curse is different. Maybe it will pass. Oh!" Regina suddenly exclaims before Snow can question her further. She pulls the prized orb out of a box with a grin. "Look what I found!"

"What do I have to do?" Snow asks moving closer. "How does it work?"

Regina places the orb on the counter in front of her. "Just prick your finger on the end and let your blood drip onto the globe. It should give us a map with Emma's location."

Snow does as Regina instructs, and they both stare intently at the sphere as it swirls with magic and finally darkens over a portion of a map that the two of them recognize as New York City.

"New York? Not Boston?" Snow wonders aloud.

"It makes sense. I implanted the memory of her Boston home burning down."

"You did WHAT?" Snow exclaims, clearly horrified.

"To cover her ass!" Regina elaborates. "To believably explain why her only worldly possessions were her clothes and her car. To explain why she had no records or pictures of Henry. To give her a reason not to go back to the apartment that she moved out of two years ago. To keep people from asking questions…."

"Ok!" Mary Margaret holds up her hand in a gesture of surrender. "I get it. You were trying to protect her."

Regina's face contorts into an unreadable expression as she ponders this statement. Was she protecting Emma? Henry of course, always, and with everything that she has, but Emma? The woman who swept into her life, broke her curse, and stole her son away? Was she really worried about keeping her safe? She deliberates for a moment, but as hard as she tries she can't seem to summon up any remaining ill-will towards the blonde. So maybe, she admits, she was. She isn't quite ready to voice that fact yet to Snow though, and only glares at the woman's gentle smile. "Let's go", she says to break up the moment as she jerks the orb off the counter in annoyance. She leaves Gold's shop in a huff with Snow trailing slightly behind her, still smiling.