A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in a few days, but I hope you enjoy this chapter it looks like things are finally starting to look up for Emma.

Emma whacked her knuckles against the hard wooden surface of the door of the counsellor's office. She stared at the gold plated sign that was embedded into the wood. It read Miss Regina Mills doctorate in counselling. She hovered by the door shuffling her feet around anxiously waiting for a response. After what seemed like five minutes too long Regina slowly opened the door and raised her eyebrow in surprise by the blonde's sudden appearance.

"Hello Emma, I wasn't exactly expecting you to be here this early, its still fifteen minutes until your session. But you might as well come in now your here." Regina gestured for her to take a seat on the couch that was propped up against the wall.

Emma perched herself on the edge of the white leather couch and glanced around the room, she noticed that Miss Mills seemed to have expensive taste in furniture and an excellent eye for clothing. She was wearing a red dress that accentuated her curves perfectly and blood red lipstick. Emma tried to keep her eyes on the ground hoping that the other woman wouldn't notice her looking at her.

Regina wandered over to the seat opposite Emma and made herself comfortable, a notepad in one hand and a mug of coffee resting on the edge of her desk. She noted down the position Emma was sat in and the way she was directing her vision to the floor, every meticulous detail would help her in getting to the route of the problem.

"I'm going to ask you a few questions Emma which will help me get to know you better and if you want you can ask me question as well, that way we can familiarise ourselves with each other and it will help you to feel more comfortable in my company." Regina kept her focus on Emma hoping that at some point she would lift her eyes from the ground.

"Okay." Emma nodded her head in agreement as Regina made a list of questions she was going to ask.

"I'm going to ask you some questions about your life, if you don't feel comfortable in asking then just shake your head and I will move onto another question. The first is how have you been feeling over the past year?"

Emma paused for a moment trying to contemplate how she was going to answer that question. She couldn't exactly bring herself to blurt out the whole contents of her life to a woman she hardly knows.

"Not very good, I've got a lot of things going on which I don't wish to discuss at the moment." Emma kept her eyes glued to the floor.

Regina could hear the hesitation in the young girl's voice and she considered how to approach her with the nest question.

"How about you ask me a question next? It can be anything you want it might help you to get an incite into my life before I can understand yours." Regina pushed the notepad to one side and rested her hands into the middle of her lap, waiting for the question that Emma was going to ask.

"What made you want to become a counsellor?" Emma lifted her eyes from the floor and looked directly at Regina intrigued by what her response could be.

"That's an interesting question to ask, well I wanted to become a painter if I'm being truthful as it's a passion of mine but it was never a career I could pursue as it wouldn't exactly pay the bills. I looked into counselling and it made me realise that I could give something back to the community and I could give young people a chance at rebuilding their lives and working towards a better life. It gives me the most pleasure in life, seeing other people happy." Regina parted her lips for a smile and she could see that Emma was cracking a slight smile as well.

Emma rubbed her hands together nervously and she tried to control herself from saying something stupid. She watched as Regina grabbed her notepad once again. She also saw a small silver ring that was on her finger, she wondered if she was with someone and she also considered the thought that she could be married.

"I have something I want to say." Emma mumbled.

"Of course Emma, you can reveal any information that you need to, the information you give me will remain confidential." Regina watched patiently as Emma tried her hardest to let the words flow from her mouth.

"Everyone here hates me and its impossible to get on with anyone, none of them even give me a chance and I'm finding it really hard to cope." Her voice became shaky and a heated tear rolled down her cheek as she let her emotions get the better of her.

Regina quickly removed herself from the seat and rummaged through her drawer trying to find a box of tissues to offer to her. After a couple of minutes she managed to find some in the bottom draw. She handed them to Emma and she gladly accepted them. Her hand unintentionally brushed over Regina's making the older woman's cheek blush a light shade of pink.

"I'm sure that isn't true Emma, you must have a couple of people that you speak to? Or friends from your previous school?" Regina tried to offer the young girl reassurance and she felt for her as she seemed like a pleasant young lady.

"No I don't, I never really have." Emma burst into floods of tears again and she felt her throat becoming sore.

Regina gently rubbed her hand over the young girls back in order to offer her some comfort. Emma accepted her gesture of kindness and composed herself as the counselling session was nearly over.

"Emma I'm sorry but that is the end of the session, I have another appointment soon. I've checked my diary, it's the 24th today and I'm free on the 26th which means I could book you in for a longer session which would give you more time to talk if that's alright with you?" Regina gave the rest of the tissues to Emma and gave her a wipe and a mirror which allowed her to clean up before she went back to class.

"Thank you that would be good." Emma smiled and slowly made her way out of the office and reluctantly made her way down to her class. Regina watched as she made her way down the corridor wishing that she could do more to help her.