The group leaves the docks, David toting the fishing poles while Henry carries the large cooler now containing enough fish for the whole family.

David lays the poles in the bed of the truck and turns to Regina. "Your house?"

Regina stops and sneers at him. "Absolutely not."

Everyone turns their attention to her.

"If you think for one moment I am letting you gut those things in my kitchen, you are sorely mistaken."

David chuckles. "Alright. Message received."

Henry moves toward his car with the cooler.

"Don't even think about putting that cooler in this car, young man," Regina warns.

Henry stops. "But it's my car."

Regina glares at him until he changes direction toward David's truck.

David pats him on the back. "Come on, you can hold the cooler." Henry climbs in and settles in the truck, cooler in his lap.

Regina holds her hand out to him. "Keys."

He narrows his eyes at her and pulls the keys from his pocket, dropping them in her hand without a word.

Regina slides in behind the wheel, and Emma gets in the passenger seat. Emma pouts, "I don't even get to drive this car?"

Regina smirks at her. "A little too high class for you, isn't it, dear?"

"Ha ha, very funny."

They pull out, following behind the truck. Emma taps her fingers on the door. "So, uh, you kissed me."

"I'm glad to see it resonated with you."

"That was unexpected."

"Hopefully not a disappointment though."

Emma shakes her head. "No, no. I can't say I was disappointed at all. Just not how I was expecting to come out to my parents."

Regina rolls her eyes. "You didn't appear to have much of a plan there anyways." She glances at her then back at the road. "I heard you say we are exploring a relationship."

Emma looks at her. "Aren't we?"

Regina nods. "I certainly hope so."

"Good, then we are."

Regina smiles lightly and lays a hand on Emma's thigh. Emma puts her own hand on top of Regina's and looks out the window. "Thank you for today."

"Don't thank me yet. It's not over."

Emma looks back at her. "What do you mean?"

Regina smirks. "You still have to gut and clean the fish."

Emma shakes her head. "I'll just make Henry do it. He's more into that stuff than I am."

"No, you won't. This is all part of the experience. If Neal can do it, so can you."

"Gross." Emma grimaces and shakes her whole body.

"You have no idea, my love."

Emma squeezes Regina's hand, at least temporarily happy to hear the name she so desperately wants to be called.

When they arrive at the home, Emma stops Regina from getting out of the car. "Are you going to kiss me in front of my parents again?"

"I try not to preplan our intimacy, dear."

Emma rolls her eyes. "Regina."

"I suppose I should allow your mother a slight reprieve simply for being in her home."

"How generous of you."

Regina turns to Emma. "Does it bother you that I kissed you?"

"No," Emma says slowly. "I don't think so."

"Would it bother you if I kissed you again?"

Emma shrugs. "I'm really not sure. What if things don't work out? We have to go through all of this with my parents then suddenly we aren't actually a couple, and we sent my mom on some spiral for nothing. What happens if-"

Regina grabs Emma's face. "Stop. There is no need to panic right now. We've kissed each other an awful lot recently. The one on the boat and the one I'm about to give you now that your parents are in the house don't have to mean anything more than they did yesterday or the day before."

Regina captures Emma's lips in a soft kiss. She pulls back to smile at Emma, but Emma yanks her back into the kiss, begging for more.

When breathing starts becoming an issue, Regina pulls back and puts her thumb over Emma's lips. "Okay, if this keeps going it will turn into more."

Emma tries to pull her closer again, but Regina resists. "What if I want it to be more?"

"Then it will need to wait until we are not in your parents' driveway."

Emma huffs and sits back in her seat. "Fine," she grumbles, getting out of the car. She waves to Grace who is just leaving the house from babysitting but is startled by a shove to her stomach. She looks down to see a very angry Neal beneath her. "Whoa, what the heck, Neal?"

He stomps on her foot.

She steps back away from her. "Chill out. What'd you do to him?" she yells at Grace who simply waves and walks off. Putting her hand out to stop Neal, she smiles when she sees Henry rush out of the house after Grace. She looks over at Regina and sees the same smile adorning her face.

"You're mean!" Neal yells at Emma.

Regina comes around the car and kneels next to the young boy. "Sweetheart, why are you beating up your sister?"

He wraps his arms around her neck and cries.

She rubs his back and looks up at Emma who just shrugs.

"Can you tell me why you're so upset?" Regina speaks softly to him.

Through sniffles, he slowly gets out, "I saw her kissing you."

Regina bites her lip not to laugh, and Emma rolls her eyes. Emma pats his head. "Sorry, little man. You had your chance, she's mine now."

He starts sobbing.

"Emma," Regina chastises. "You're not helping."

"What? Little dude needs a reality check."

"He is a baby."

"Um, no. Babies do not sock their sisters in the stomach."

Regina scoops him up and stands. He quickly wraps his legs around her. "I think your stomach will be fine."

"I don't think you need to coddle him."

"And I think you're being a bigger baby than he is." Regina turns and heads for the door. "Come inside."

Emma huffs. Neal looks up from Regina's shoulder and sticks his tongue out at her before tightening his grip on Regina. She narrows her eyes at him and trails behind.