So previously I had this story where they admitted their love for each other straight away, but upon careful consideration I have decided to change the chapter and the way I write them in the future. Sorry for any confusion.

It had been two weeks since the naming ceremony for Snow and Charming's baby at Granny's, and since she had been home from the Enchanted Forest with Hook, Emma was having trouble sleeping. Her brother, Neal, was keeping her parents up, and well she didn't get a peaceful night's sleep either. She found that a bottle of rum and the quietness of the park helped, even at 1am.

Looking over the pond, the moon shined brightly in it's reflection. The stars crowed the sky. And there it was...a shooting star.

"Make a wish, Miss Swan," a voice said from behind her.

"Regina?!"

"Well, who else would it be?" she questioned as she sat next to Emma on the grass, "now make a wish before I make one for you."

'I wish I was able to have a decent night's sleep,' Emma thought.

"What did you wish for?" Regina asked.

Emma shoved Regina gently with her shoulder, "If I tell you then it won't come true, idiot," she laughed.

"Did you just call me an idiot, Miss Swan?"

"Well..." Emma smirked, "want some rum?"

Regina shot Emma a look, but took the bottle anyway. She took a swig and grimaced, the look on her face made Emma laugh.

"So what are you doing out here at this time?" Emma asked, "where is Henry?

"I like to take strolls sometimes, fresh air makes me sleepy. And he is back at the mansion?"

"On his own?!"

"There is a protection spell around the house... do you really think I would leave my, our son on his own?"

Emma considered it for a split moment before remember how far Regina had come along the past few months. She had gone from wanting to kill her and her parents to accepting that they were connected by the one person that mattered... Henry.

"So what's keeping you awake?" the brunette asked.

"Neal," Emma said bluntly.

Emma took the bottle from Regina's grasp and swallowed some of the liquid before explainging to the Mayor how it was impossible not to be woken in the small apartment by a crying child. She stared out into the darkness, the silence was deafening.

"You realise you can stay at my house whenever you want to," Regina stated, "Henry would love it, and I'm sure you'd love some peace and quiet along with a good night's sleep."

"I'm not sure that's a good idea, Madame Mayor," Emma said keeping her eyes on the pond.

"I have far too many rooms in my house, most of which have never been used. It wouldn't bother me the slightest."

"Yes, okay, but only for tonight."

Back at Regina's house, Emma couldn't believe how quiet it was. She hadn't know quietness like this since her brother had been born.

"Thank you, Regina," she smiled.

"It's okay, help yourself to anything in the kitchen," she smiled.

Emma laughed, "The last time I ate something you made Henry nearly died."

"We are both aware I am both past trying to harm you," she laughed, "and your parents."

"You got rum?" Emma asked.

"Apple cider any good?"

Emma nodded and Regina lead the way into the living room, and Emma sat on the luscious sofa. There was a small table in the corner was various bottles, some full and some with contents missing. She got two glasses from the shelf above the table and poured apple cider into each until the glasses were half full.

"There you go," Regina said as she sat on the other side of the sofa.

"Thanks," Emma smiled. She took a sip of the cider, since being in Storybrooke this was only the third time she had tasted Regina's cider and everytime she remembered how good it was.

"To Henry," Regina said holding up her glass a little.

"To Henry," Emma said copying Regina.

"Hey mom," Henry said sleepily, "what are you doing here?"

"Well..." Regina and Emma said at the same time.

"Sorry, you go first," Regina said.

"Your mom found me wandering the street, I couldn't sleep so she offered me a bed here."

"Go back to bed, Henry," Regina smiled, "your mom will still be here in the morning."

"Can we have breakfast at Granny's?" he asked.

"Whatever you want, kid," Emma said, "just don't let your mom steal my food," she added as she looked at Regina.

"Oh, shut up, Miss Swan," Regina said softly.

Henry left his moms in the living room and headed back to his room to go back to sleep, it was 2am after all.

"What are you thinking about, Swan?" Regina asked after seeing the concentration on Emma's face.

"Nothing," she lied, "just tired."

Silenced filled the room as neither one of them knew what to say, the looked at each other a few times and smiled, but other than that the walls were the most fascinating thing in the room. Regina eventually created a fireball and threw it at the fireplace creating an instant warm glow in the room.

"See, perks of having magic," she laughed, "you can be lazy."

"Can I use your loo?" Emma asked.

Showing Emma to the downstairs bathroom, Regina couldn't help but remind herself about her feelings, she once hated the blonde but because of Henry she had grown to find her tolerable, for her son at least.

"Thanks," Emma said before heading into the bathroom.

Closing the door behind her, Emma stared into the mirror. Her reflection was something she was not expecting, black bags under her eyes and red eyes from the lack of sleep, he hair was flat as a pancake...honestly she looked like she should have been on her deathbed. She splashed some water on her face hoping that it would make her look and feel better.

The blonde flushed the toilet to make it seem like she hadn't just stood in the bathroom doing nothing. She took one last look at her horrid reflection before heading back to the living room. Upon returning, she saw that the brunette had changed from her stylish mayoral clothes and into her dark blue silk pajamas complete with a floor length robe. She sat in the same spot with a fresh glass of cider.

"I'm going to head out," the blonde said.

"You're staying here, remember," the brunette said as she studied Emma's face. "I'll show you to your room," she added when she saw the brief flash of realization on the blondes face.

Regina gestured for Emma to follow her up the stairs and she showed her to one of the many unused guest rooms she had. There was a double bed at the corner of the room with a bed-side table and a lamp and a wardrobe on the opposite wall.

"I hope you'll be comfortable," Regina smiled. "Goodnight, Miss Swan."

"Goodnight, Regina, and thank you."