Authors note: Oops, I realize I'm a little late, sorry for that and also sorry because it's a small chapter, I'm just really busy. But anyway, here's a new chapter with some more of Emma and Peter's background. ;)

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~Six months ago~

Emma had absolutely no idea why she was pulling on this tight red dress. Not to mention those ridiculously high black stilettos. Sure, she had slept with the guy and when he had texted her the next day - after she had fled the scene, so to say - to say that he hoped she would want to go to dinner with him, she had been charmed by the question. But this was just kind off weird. Emma usually just moved on after a one night stand and now she was going to dinner with the guy.

Oh well...

She grabbed her clutch and locked the door behind her. The little Italian place he had suggested was just around the corner so there was no need to drive the bug.

When she stepped inside the cozy restaurant she was met by the mouthwatering smell of pizza and spices. Soft Italian music was playing on the background as a young blonde waitress walked over and asked if she had a reservation.

"Yes, ehm Peter Johnson." Emma said with an awkward smile.

"Follow me." The waitress said as she turned and walked towards one of the tables on the back, Emma following on her heels.

Peter smiled the moment he saw her and it was strange to think, but it actually warmed Emma's heart.

"Hi." Emma said with a smile as she reached forward, unsure of what to do. Peter stood up and moved her chair backwards.

"Hi." He said as he kissed her cheek, causing Emma to blush slightly.

He sat down too and leaned on his elbows as he kept smiling at her. "I'm really glad you said yes."

"You are?"

"Yes I am." He chuckled. "I really like you Emma."

Emma blinked and smiled sheepishly, she really didn't know how to react to that. "Ehm, tell me something about yourself."

"Well." He said as he leaned back, his blue eyes piercing her green ones. "I live in Storybrooke a small town in Maine."

"Maine?" Emma asked with raised eyebrows. "That's quite a drive."

"Yes well, I'm a businessman so traveling is what I do. Now you tell me something about you."

Emma swallowed as she weaved her fingers together. She didn't know how much she was actually willing to share. "Ehm, I'm a bounty hunter." She said awkwardly and then stopped.

He chuckled when he saw Emma's smile. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to Emma." He said softly as he reached across the table and grabbed her hand. "I still like you, though." He grinned and Emma let out a chuckle.

"Good, I like you too."

Not love, but like. At least for now.

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~Present~

Regina had decided to take the day off. She hadn't slept at all last night so it wouldn't be such a good idea to do the town budget and she stil had some days off anyway. The weather was unusually warm for this time of the year and the sun was shining as Regina slowly made her way out of the store. She still needed some things for the nursery and seeing that Henry was now at school - the boy wasn't really a fan of shopping - this was the perfect time.

Her heels clicked on the pavement as she walked towards Granny's. It was already one and she still hadn't eaten. A cheeseburger and fries would do nicely. Those pregnancies were really hell on her figure. She rounded the corner and quickened her pace, the smell of food was already so alluring.

But the moment Regina stepped into the small diner, her appetite was suddenly gone. Right there, in the last booth was sitting a woman. Her back was towards Regina but the brunette would recognize that blonde hair anywhere. Anger and a little fear - not that she would admit that aloud - filled Regina's stomach as she calmed her features down to an impassive mask and slowly walked over to the booth the blonde woman was occupying.

"Miss Swan?" Regina said as she crossed her arms over her chest, trying to look intimidating. She remained standing, trying to sit down with this belly would certainly not look terrifying, and that was exactly what Regina was trying to accomplish. When the blonde looked up with a mix of fear and shame - which was satisfying to say the least - Regina continued. "May I ask what the hell you're still doing here? I thought I made it perfectly clear that I do not want you running around this town, and more importantly my son?" The false grin remained intact as Regina shot the woman a glare, making her intention perfectly clear.

"Well, I uhm." Emma stammered, she was thrown off kilter by the pregnant mayor. Sure, she knew she would eventually meet the woman again. This town wasn't that big, but she hadn't expected right now. "My car is busted - I mean, I was trying not to kill that dog, you know, Pongo? Do you know Pong-"

"Miss Swan!" Regina sternly interrupted, she was starting to lose her already limited patience.

"Fine, my car is broke and now I'm waiting for it to get fixed." Emma sighed. She realized she was making a complete fool out of herself. How come she couldn't speak like a normal person around the woman?

"Shall I ask Billy to put it on top of his list? I sure wouldn't want to keep you here when you you have..." She glanced at the red jacket Emma was wearing with an obvious look of disdain. "Things to do."

Emma caught the look and narrowed her eyes in response. "That would be great Madame Mayor. How kind of you."

"Of course Miss Swan, but I think we both know this is more for me then for you." And with that Regina turned on her heels and stalked out of the small diner.

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Regina groaned as she threw her phone on the couch and dropped down next to it. Getting that Swan woman out of her town would be harder then she'd thought. Billy said he had to buy some parts he didn't have on his shop and delivering would be at least a week. Damn.

She reached for the sack of potato chips that was still lying on the table. This was really killing her figure but she hadn't eaten after all. "If I get fat, I'll just blame Swan," she grumbled under her breath as she took a handful. Just when she was about to stuff her face, the phone rang.

"Mayor Mills." Regina sighed as she answered.

"Madame Mayor? It's Sydney." A male voice came from the other side of the line.

"What is it, Sydney?" Regina asked, slightly annoyed to be bothered on her day off.

"Those papers you've ordered have arrived at your office."

"Oh, okay. Thank you Sydney. I will get to those immediately." Regina said as she put the patato chips back in the sack. It seemed she was still going to the office today.

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