A/N: Just a quick one, sorry if it slips between 'mum' and 'mom', I'm Australian but I know most of my audience is American so I'm trying to get used to writing 'mom', I think I did pretty well! Also, you'll notice I do take some liberty's with certain parts of the curse (more apparent in later chapters) and some characters involvement or non-involvement, so if you can just roll with it and enjoy!

Chapter 12

"What are you doing here?" Snow questioned incredulously, "How can you have the nerve to turn up here after everything you've done?"

Regina pursed her lips, "If you'd shut up, I would tell you," she started aggressively, before sighing; she knew she had to keep her temper if she was going to get anything from Snow, "I – "

"You cursed all of us," Snow interjected quietly, "Split everyone up. Charming and I sent her daughter…" she stopped as realisation clouded her eyes, "Emma," she breathed, fixing the mayor with a withering stare, "Where is she?"

"That's why I'm here," Regina gritted her teeth, "I-I tried to tell her that you were her mother, but she won't believe me."

Snow threw up her hands, "Well, how could she? She knows nothing of the enchanted forest, I'm practically the same age as her - "

Regina shook her head, "She knows about magic," she interrupted, "She knows about the curse."

Snow blinked rapidly, "Excuse me?" she said, "She knows about magic? What the hell have you done? She is my daughter. You will never, ever see her again," she made to move past Regina who blocked her way through the front door.

"Don't you think that's up to her?" Regina asked, coldly.

"Why would she want – "

"Because we've been in a relationship ever since she got to town," Regina snapped, "I didn't even know who she was – "

"You expect me to believe that?" Snow shouted back; this was the worst of situations; but she could fix it, couldn't she? She would talk to Emma, tell her who Regina really was and bring her home, at last.

"Do you really think I would have actually wanted to be with your daughter?" Regina spat, "I don't need any more connections to you than I already have."

"She will not want to be with you when she knows who you are – "

Regina laughed coldly, "She does know. You are the one who doesn't. You haven't seen her since she was two weeks old; you don't know her," she ran a hand through her hair, shaking her head, "She won't believe you if you just march on over there claiming to be her mother."

-

Emma woke up with a throbbing headache, heading to the bathroom to splash some water on her face before going into the kitchen. On the way to the fridge, she saw a note on the bench, picking it up she read and re-read it quickly, sighing as she placed it down; of course, she trusted Regina. Didn't she? She flopped down on the couch, what was she waiting for anyway?

She turned the tv on, flicking through the channels but nothing could really grab her attention. She just had those words echoing through her head; Snow White and mother. Mary Margaret, that teacher who could hardly be a couple of years older than her... But she knew about the curse, that time had stopped. She'd seen Regina do magic, that was no doubting it existed but this…that she was born in that world of magic, that was on a whole other level.

"What the hell is she doing here?" Charming asked as he barged past Regina, who still stood in the open doorway and made his way next to Snow as the two shared a quick kiss before he turned back to Regina, "Don't you think you've done enough?"

"Apparently not," Snow muttered, before speaking louder, "She has our daughter."

Charming took a step towards the evil queen, "What the hell does that mean? You let her go, or I swear – "

"I'm not holding her against her will," Regina replied coldly.

Charming looked at Snow, confused, "What is she talking about?"

Snow bit her tongue for a moment, "She says they've been…seeing each other."

Charming's eyebrows shot up as he switched his gaze back to Regina, "What the hell have you done to her? She would never – "

Regina threw her arms up, "You two idiots! You think you know her but you haven't seen her since she was two weeks old – "

"And whose fault is that?" Charming cut in.

Regina waved a hand dismissively, "I know her. Anyway, i just want you to prove to her who you are, her parents. I tried, but she won't believe me," she didn't feel the need to mention that this meant that Emma was doubting their relationship since Regina had dropped this bombshell.

"Why would you even want her to know that?" Charming asked suspiciously, still positioned between the two women.

"Because when you were…cursed, they," she waved a hand towards Snow, "they recognised each other. She had questions," she shrugged, "And she has questions. To why her parents abandoned her and never tried to find her. She's…a little lost," she finished, resigned.

Snow's expression softened slightly, though she still frowned, "You actually care about her," she said quietly as Charming turned to look at her, "And here I was thinking your heart was as black as the magic you use."

"Snow," Charming moved towards his wife, "Don't let her deceive you. She doesn't care about anyone but herself, especially our daughter."

Snow looked into his eyes, before looking back at Regina, "I'm not saying I like it, and I am not saying we will not take her away from her, but look at her," she nodded her towards Regina, "I've never seen her fight so hard for something that wasn't selfish," she pushed him aside gently, "How can we prove it? How can we meet our daughter?"