Chapter 2

Enchanted Forest

Having made their way back to their old castle, Snow looked behind the towns people they were leading and at her daughter worryingly. Emma although walking, didn't seem to look like she knew what was going on or even if she could cope with the sudden change. Henry looked concerned also, taking her hand to comfort her. Emma looked over to her son with sad eyes attempting a weak smile.

Once at the castle everyone else seemed excited and happy to be back and to Emma's dislike some were even thrilled that the 'evil' queen was gone so that now Snow and Charming could claim what was rightfully theirs.

Leaving Henry to explore as this was new to him and he had always boasted in the past about going to the Enchanted Forest, Emma walks off finding a room to be alone in. Once she is inside she felt her walls come crumbling down as she slid to the floor sobbing into her knees. it had only been moments ago since she saw her but already, Emma missed Regina.

After answering most of the kingdom's questions, Snow finally managed to excuse herself in search of Emma. Heading down the corridor she could hear a muffled sob coming from the end room. Walking up to the door and peering in she could see her daughter hugging herself. Despite Emma not being affectionate, Snow rushes over quickly wrapping her arms round her tightly. She knew exactly what was wrong. She had seen it before in the eyes of the woman Emma was crying for. Emma was heartbroken.

New York

Wrapping her Mac round her and tightening the belt, Regina pushed her way through the harsh winds that had taken over New York. Even with the crowds of people it was chilly to say the least. She had just left her friend she went to coffee with and was making her way to the office where she worked. Assistant manager being her title. One that she was proud of as she built her way up herself with no handouts or special treatment. The only problem she did have was her boss came across a bit strong, always asking her out for a drink. Still Regina was stronger to stand her ground.

Getting lost in her thoughts, Regina kept feeling like she was having an off day. Something didn't seem quite right and she wasn't sure why.

Walking up the steps, the brunette makes her way into the offices and along the corridor to her own, slipping her Mac off and shaking the cold air away from her. Sitting down in her chair she hears a knock on her door. Looking up she could see her boss Larry looking at her leaning against the door frame in an attempt to be cool. Regina raises an eyebrow. "Morning Larry..what can I do for you?"

Larry chuckles and makes his way inside and over to the desk. "Just checking that my favourite staff member is okay on this lovely day?"

Regina sighs and turns her attention to her computer. "I'm absolutely fine thank you why wouldn't I be?"

Larry shrugs. "I don't know? Because its getting near winter, you know the season where its cold and you warm up to a loved one and its all cheerful"

Regina bites her lip not believing what she is hearing, clearly being able to read between the lines. "Being alone suits me just fine Larry I'm more of a humbug type" smiling at him, she watches him walk off muttering away to himself annoyed.

The rest of the day seemed to drag by for Regina and it didn't help that it had now started to get dark at 5 when she finished. Rushing out the building as fast as she could to avoid Larry, Regina didn't even look outside to see what the weather had brought. Stepping straight outside into a small layer of snow, Regina looks down now realizing it would of been best it she had wore boots to work but somehow she didn't seem to mind the snow. Walking home with her hands in her pocket, she looked around as she could see a group of children suddenly getting excited with their parents over a new onset of snow that was just starting, wanting to build snowmen. Smiling to herself she continued up to her apartment, removing her snow soaked heels as soon as she entered the door. Throwing her Mac on the hook she makes herself a hot drink to brush off the coldness. Thinking back to the children, Regina sits in the middle of the couch hugging her mug and resting her feet up on the coffee table.

Maybe being alone wasn't all it was cracked up to be. Something was definitely missing.

Author's note: had this idea for a while. What do you guys think? Continue?