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You're a kid!

Emma walked along the sleepy street's taking care to stay on the sidewalk to avoid some pretty daunting puddles that had collected earlier that day. It was late, really late. Everyone else in this microscopic town was busy snuggling into their houses and winding down for the night. Emma would be doing the same, with her son and her new found parents, enjoying the down time. The down time is what Emma missed the most, especially after making it back from the Enchanted Forest thankfully unharmed... for the most part. Emma and her mother Mary Margaret had made it back with the help of her family, and surprisingly the one and only Regina Mills.

That's precisely what had the savior out pounding the street this late at night. Her weapon and badge securely stuck in place. Regina.

While it had been relatively calm since they returned, Emma would be lying if she hadn't been waiting for the other shoe to drop any day now. Her suspicions of fleeting harmony in her town were starting to feel valid when she received a call from a concerned citizen regarding a rather loud "ruckus" coming from the former mayor's mansion.

Emma quickly noted that she would like to incorporate the word "ruckus" into her vocabulary then grabbed her coat. Emma thought back to the last time she had seen Regina, it had been some weeks. She wondered how that happened. When was the last time Henry saw his adoptive mother? Emma felt a twinge of guilt at this. Looking back Emma had been falling into a rather boring routine, the absence of the mayor is probably to blame. Emma smiled; this problem could be easily fixed. Go fight with the mayor.

Emma arrived at the mansion, rang the doorbell and waited. All of the light's were on so she knew the former Evil Queen was home. Where in the hell else would she be? There was no movement in the large house for several moments so Emma tried again.

"Regina" She called out after knocking and ringing the bell a couple more times. "Come on open up, i don't want to cause a ruckus" Emma smiled to herself.

Still nothing.

Emma wondered. She tried the doorknob. It was unlocked.

She stood there for a moment staring at the cracked door. Emma didn't have a death wish. She was rather excited for the waffles to be had on Wednesday mornings at Granny's and it was Tuesday. Had it been Wednesday night she might have barged in not caring if Regina blasted her to smithereens, but she's waited all week. Emma sighed then called out one more time.

"Regina! It's Emma i'm coming in! Don't kill me! Please!" She slowly opened the door and stepped in.

"Regina"

Still nothing. Now Emma was getting worried. She drew her weapon and clicked off the safety as she walked through the perfectly decorated house searching for it's owner.

"Regina?"

Suddenly, movement behind her caused her to whirl around quickly.

Emma was not expecting this at all.

"Gold?!" Emma didn't lower her weapon, even as he held up his hands to show that he was unarmed.

He motioned to the gun with raised eyebrows "Do you mind, Sheriff?"

"I don't know. What are you doing here? Where's Regina?"

"She's out at the moment. Asked me to keep an eye on things around here until she got back."

"That sounds like bullshit." Emma said stepping away from him as she continued to look around.

"Well it's the truth. So if you don't mind." He motioned for the door.

"I'm not leaving you alone in Regina's house. I'm not leaving at all actually until i see her bright cheery face."

"Then I'm afraid you'll need to move in." He quipped.

Emma knew something was off.

Gold sighed and took advantage of Emma peering into the kitchen to wave his hand and render the savior unconscious. Emma fell to the floor her gun sliding across the tile.

"Why do you care so much." He pondered as he leaned down and brushed some hair out of Emma's face. "Ah that's right. The savior."

He stood and waved his hand again and the Sheriff disappeared into a cloud of black smoke. "Sweet dreams, Emma"

When Emma woke the next morning she was in her bed, but still fully dressed. Had she finally taken Leroy up on his many invitations to join him for a drink or twelve? No. She looked over at the time. It was a little after nine. What happened?

She stood and felt around and realized her gun was gone, but she was still wearing the holster. Then it hit her like a big yellow school bus.

Regina.

Emma didn't bother changing or even telling anyone where she was headed. She ran down main street straight to Regina's house.

She went to open the door but found it locked.

"Regina!" the savior pounded and rang the doorbell several times.

"Regina!" She called over and over. Emma studied the door, it was very thick, and it looked as if the locks had recently been replaced. It was going to hurt like a bitch. She took a few strides back to gain some momentum then started for the door hard. Unfortunately, she was moving too fast, with too much oomph, that she couldn't stop when the door was opened and she crashed right into the women who had opened it.

Regina yelped as she was tackled to the floor and Emma knew she was dead by the time they hit the perfectly waxed tile.

Emma quickly scurried off the mayor and moved to help her up even though the mayor would probably turn her hand into a bloody nub. To Emma's surprise, Regina actually took the offered hand and hoisted herself up.

That's when Emma saw it. Saw her.

"Regina you..." Emma looked the women over again and again and it was undeniable. "You're a kid."

Regina was young, she was like seventeen or close to it, and her hair it was cascading down her back in long brown curls. She looked lighter, and... great.

"Hardly" The teen said as she looked down to her arm. The scuffle at the door had left the former mayor with a scrape on her forearm that was starting to drip blood onto the tile.

"Oh, I'm sorry R'gina." Emma said looking sheepishly at the teen, still completely beside herself with what she was seeing.

"Regina what happened? I mean, what did you do?"

"Do?"

"Was it like some spell or potion or super potent juice cleanse? That shit Cindy Crawford's always pushing?"

"Ah, you are talking about that?" She motioned to a picture of Regina and Henry that was sat on a table off to the side.

"I'm talking about you now being a teenager!" Emma threw her hands up.

"Hey... you. No need to shout." Regina walked over and snatched a tissue from a nearby box. When the next tissue popped up the teen seemed taken aback then snatched that one too. When another popped up she dropped the tissues in her hand, picked up the box and looked at the bottom. She stared at it for a moment then put it back and took another. Emma watched on in amazement. She didn't remember a thing.

Regina couldn't help but take another tissue and finally returned to Emma still eyeing the box and kind of shaking her head.

"Regina, do you know who i am?"

The teen looked up at her as she wiped away the blood.

"What's your name?"

"Huh?"

"Tell me your name, and i'll tell you if i know who you are."

"You don't know me?" Emma started to take in deep breaths and paced around the mayor's foyer. "That limping bastard."

She pointed at Regina. "I knew i should have shot him when i had the chance." Emma kicked at the wall.

The teen frowned as Emma winced and shook the pain out of her foot. "Calm down, you."

"Calm down? You're the one that was turned back into a sixteen year old and your telling me to calm down."

"I'm eighteen thank you very much, and i doubt it would do anyone any good if you broke your foot in your never ending quest to damage my home."

"So you've always been uptight." Emma blurted.

"If by uptight you mean mindful of other people's bones and weary of this land's home maintenance workers, then yes."

Emma smiled.

"I'm Emma. Emma Swan."

Regina looked up and started to circle Emma, looking her over. "Your Snow's daughter"

"You know Snow?"

"She's my daughter." She stopped and looked down at Emma's shoes.

"You mean step daughter." Emma corrected a little surprised by Regina's wording. Emma was also kicking herself for not asking or really thinking about how young Regina must have been when she married the king. The thought made Emma angry for some reason.

"Hmm" Regina nodded bending down to get a closer look at Emma's boots.

"Wait. How did you know i'm her daughter?"

"Rumpelstiltskin told me."

"So he did do this?"

Regina hummed out another affirmative then turned and walked toward the stairs and bounded up them.

"Regina wait"

Emma huffed and followed the teen.

"What else did Gold tell you?" Emma looked around the top floor but she couldn't see where the teen had gone to. "Where did you go?"

"Who's Gold?"

Emma followed the familiar but somehow kinder voice into what Emma could only guess was Regina's room.

"Rumpelstiltskin." Emma clarified. She found the girl in Regina's closet. "What are you doing?" Emma leaned against the closet door frame to see the girl riffling through a pile of clothes.

"Looking to see if i have some of those." She pointed to Emma's jeans.

The sheriff scoffed "I doubt it"

Emma finally looked the girl over. She was wearing one of Regina's dresses, a blue one.

"These are similar, are they not?" Regina pulled out some very nice designer jeans that probably cost more than Emma makes in a month.

"Those are all right" Emma shrugged.

Regina frowned and continued looking through the clothes.

"So?"

"I'm sorry, dear. What were you saying."

"What did Rumple tell you?"

"Oh, just that you are the Savior that broke his curse and now you hate me and Snow hates me and the town hates me. Basically i'm not very popular."

"He certainly wouldn't win homecoming queen either." Emma huffed at how blunt Gold had been.

"Did he tell you why he caused your..." She made an up and down motion at the teen. "your..."

"Regression?"

"Ya regression."

"He did."

"And..."

"While i don't have a problem talking with the savior that hates me, even though i was advised not to. I do however think it is in my best interest not to divulge the little imps plan. He says he's watching and i still have a scar from the last time i disobeyed him."

"What does that mean, he's watching?" Emma asked looking around.

Regina ignored her and went back to the pile on the floor.

"Listen, Regina. If what Gold is planning is going to hurt anyone, you need to tell me."

Regina looked up at Emma with raised eyebrows. It seemed like the teen was about to lay into Emma as her older self would have surely done, but she didn't. Regina just turned and inspected some of the dresses hanging up.

"You don't think he hasn't already hurt someone?" She said in a soft voice that wasn't accusing but still seemed hurt.

"What? Who?" Emma stepped forward.

Regina sighed "Never mind."

She turned back to Emma. "He's not going to hurt anyone. I mean that's not his main objective."

Emma relaxed a bit but then thought back to Regina's comment about someone already being hurt and she wanted to kick herself.

"Regina we can find a way to fix this."

"You can?"

"We can try."

"Why would you want to try? Everyone hates me." The teen pointed out as she looked to Emma's boots again then sat down where her shoes were situated and began picking through the various heels.

"Not everyone." Emma said shuffling her feet.

Regina looked up at the blond and back to her shoes, but kept quiet.

Emma took a minute to observe her surroundings. This is exactly what she would expect Regina's room to look like; pristine, and fancy. The complete opposite of Emma's room.

"Regina what's the last thing you remember, i mean about your life before this?"

Regina halted her attempts at trying on one of the only pairs of flats she had. She didn't look at Emma but off to the back wall and gazed at her own reflection in the hanging full length mirror. She stared for only a moment then went back to work on her shoes. "Emma Swan you ask more questions than your mother and that is quite an accomplishment."

Emma smiled and felt that the teen probably did deserve a little break from the interrogation.

She was about to apologize when Regina winced loudly and scrambled to her feet.

"Are you alright?" Emma asked taking a few steps closer to the teen.

"I have to go." She said. Emma noticed tears collecting in the girl's eyes as she struggled to pull on a pair of shoes.

"What's wrong?"

But Regina just vanished in a cloud of purple smoke. Emma stared down at the pair of jeans on the floor and shook her head.

"This crazy ass town." She stomped out.

Emma went home and changed into a new set of clothes and sat down on her bed. Everyone had already gone on about there day. Henry to school, Mary Margaret and David to wherever they go during the day. Emma looked over at the time. It was nearly one thirty. She tried to think about something other than teenage Regina and ended up throwing a fist into her bed when she realized she had missed breakfast hours at granny's and therefore missed the waffles.

"Fucking Gold" She shouted her fists in the air.

Emma stood and decided that's exactly who she needed to find.

The bell rang above the door at Gold's shop as the extremely pissed off Sheriff bounded in ready to kill the first man with a limp she saw.

"Gold!" She shouted.

The man in question limped to the front of his shop.

"Ah Sheriff did you sleep well?"

"Don't play games with me Gold"

"But i'm so good at them"

"What did you do to Regina and why?"

"What ever do you mean? I just saw her and she looks better than ever."

"Whatever you're planning Gold, I'm going to find out."

"We'll see" He shrugged.

"We will" Emma snarled and stomped out. She hated this. Technically she couldn't really arrest him, all of his crimes were magic based and she didn't know how to go about charging him for them. She probably couldn't hold him anyway, not since he got his magic back. She could always just shoot him, save everyone a lot of grief. At this she smiled to herself as she walked down main street. But the thought had her feeling for her weapon and she remembered that it was missing. She really needed to find it.

Regina's.

But first she was going to stop by Granny's and beg for the leftover waffles, if there were any.

She hoped the teen was back from wherever she went. She looked down at her watch, it was almost four.

Once again Emma found herself knocking on Regina's door.

"God that girl" She huffed as there was no answer. Emma tried and tried but still nothing. Maybe she wasn't home. Emma heard something around back and went to check it out.

"Hey, didn't you hear me knocking and calling your name?" Emma asked.

She walked up to the girl who was slumped over a flower bed in her older self's garden. Regina was wearing a different dress, one that Emma had never seen before. It was a pale pink sundress and suited the teen very well. The young queen's hair was half up in an elaborate up do and the part that was down fell in long curls.

"I did."

Emma sat there with raised eyebrows for a moment or two, but Regina didn't look at her.

"Then why didn't you answer?"

"Why didn't you tell me that i had a son once?" The girl didn't even look up as she matched one insignificant question for a really good one.

"I-I thought Gold would have told you."

"Well he didn't. I had to find out from Jefferson."

Red flags went up immediately. "Jefferson?! When did you see him?"

"He stopped by just a while ago."

"He came here? Why?"

"Miss Swan, do you know anything about these flowers?"

Emma frowned and looked at the bed of purple flowers. "No i don't"

"They're dying and i don't know how to help them. I've watered them and found fresh soil for them in that shed, but i fear it might be too late for them." The teen sighed and fell back so she was sitting on her heels on the grass. "I guess sometimes you just have to let dying things do as dying things do best."

Emma shrugged feeling uneasy. "They don't look that bad.I'm sure they just need a little time and help."

Regina looked up at her and raised her eyebrows."Did you not look at them properly?"

Regina climbed to her feet, excepting the hand Emma reached out.

"Regina i didn't bring up Henry because i didn't want to confuse you."

Regina nodded and walked over to the back door disappearing inside.

Emma looked at the flowers again and frowned. She followed Regina into the house and found the brunette in the kitchen pouring herself a glass of water.

"Regina why don't you just use magic to fix your flowers?"

"You can't bring back the dead, and those flowers are already fading away, plus i couldn't. I tried."

"Why not?"

"Emma Swan if you ask me another question i will turn you into a flower and my problems will be solved."

"Could you do that? I mean how long have you been doing the whole magic thing?"

Regina raised her eyebrow.

"Okay sorry" Emma held up her hands in defeat.

"I think you owe me a few answers."

"Like what?"

"What is that?" she pointed to the microwave and Emma smiled, but then frowned. Had the girl eaten?

"It's a microwave. It's like a oven but faster."

"Demonstrate." Regina said more as a command than a request.

"Okay"

Emma showed Regina how to use the microwave and made an attempt at Regina's fancy coffee maker, they ended up figuring that out together.

"Can i ask you some more questions? "Emma tried.

The teen hopped up on one of the stools placed at the island. "You can try."

"Okay" Emma considered what she wanted to know the most and then took into consideration what the girl might actually answer.

"What did Jefferson say about Henry?"

Regina looked down at her hands then out the window above the sink. "He said that i had a son, but he was really yours and he went to live with you because he didn't love me." Regina then looked to Emma with a look that said she hoped that what Jefferson said was a flat out lie.

Emma didn't know what to say, and the look on Regina's face caused her to turn from the teen. Regina took Emma's sudden fascination with glass cabinet door as a confirmation of Jefferson's tale.

Emma shook her head "Jefferson's a crazy son of a bitch."

"He kissed me"

At this Emma whipped around so fast she thought whiplash could have been an actual concern. "He did what?!" She snarled.

"He's always been rather grabby, but this time he kissed me." Regina said as something caught her eye and she got up and crossed the kitchen stopping in front of an electric can opener. "What's thi.."

Her question was cut off by Emma reaching over and taking Regina's arm so that the girl was facing her.

"I want you to stay away from that guy. He's CRAZY and dangerous."

"From what he had to say, so am i, so.."

"So

? You two make a good couple?!" Emma screeched? "You are NOT like him, and he's going to stay away or.." Emma had to stop herself and take a few deep breaths.

"Calm down, you." Regina said with a smile. "Besides i'm married, sort of."

"You're not married here." Emma pointed out.

"Rumple said... " Regina stopped like she was about to say something she shouldn't and looked away.

"What did Gold say?"

"He said Emma Swan is a chatterbox full of questions, and orders, and i'd do well to keep away from her and her fancy boots."

Emma sighed at Regina's deflection but smiled.

"He didn't say that."

"He did."

Emma was about to argue some more when her phone rang. Regina looked around alarmed at all of the appliances trying to place the sound.

Emma pulled out her phone and answered.

"Yea?"

Regina watched on as Emma talked into the phone, then she quickly shuffled closer to the blond placing her face really close to Emma's as she pressed her ear up against the cell phone to listen as well. Emma smiled and continued talking to Mary Margaret. When Regina heard the other woman's voice she gasped and snatched the phone out of Emma's hand and looked it over.

"What is this magic?" Regina asked periodically holding the phone up to her ear and listened as Mary Margaret called out for Emma then pulled it down to look at it.

"It's a phone" Emma laughed as she took it from the young queen who pouted when Emma pulled the phone away and finished her conversation with Mary Margaret.

"Ya I'll be home in a little while. Okay bye."

She hung up and placed the phone back into her back pocket.

"You're going now." Regina said indifferently as she crossed back over to the stool and sat down.

"Ya, i have to go do the whole mom thing"

Regina nodded and looked over at the clock. "Well, have a good night. Take good care of your son."

The Sheriff just nodded. She wanted to correct the girl. Our son. He was Regina's way longer than he was Emma's. But again Emma didn't want to confuse the teen just yet.

"I'll see you later." Emma called over her shoulder but then stopped and turned around. "Take care of yourself Regina"

"I'll try" the girl smiled with a slight wave. Before Emma left she looked around the foyer and found her gun under a fancy looking antique cabinet.

Emma went home and fed Henry and helped him with his homework, the whole time on auto pilot. She wondered what that girl was up to.