Just can't help myself, I had this idea over Xmas and have already wrote up a few chapters! It will probably only be 5 chapters depending on the response!

Chapter 1

Feeling her eyes being prised open by tiny fingers as a pair of small chubby hands take hold of her cheeks, Emma Swan lets out a hoarse chuckle as she wakes up to meet piercing green eyes much similar to her own.

"Mommy awake?"

Wrapping her arms immediately around the child currently sat on her tummy, the blonde brings her mini me to rest the girl's head against her chest. "I am now bug, what's the matter? You hungry?"

Nodding against her mother the tiny blonde pouts. "Pancakes?"

"You and your pancakes.."

Lifting her head and resting her chin, the girl smiles in hope. "And hot chocolate?"

Seeing her daughter's cheeky stare, Emma shakes her head before pressing a kiss against her mini me's forehead. "Not yet it's too early to have you bouncing about the place. Let's just start with breakfast kiddo"

"Okay!" Rolling off of her mother, the small blonde slides down from the bed and makes a run for the door.

"Grace! Don't run indoors!"

Coming to a halt by her mother's bedroom door, Grace glances over her shoulder with a pursed lip then slowly walks while swinging her arms for dramatic effect and causing the older blonde to laugh. Rising from the bed, Emma follows her daughter both clad in a near matching set of flannel, hers red while Grace's pink.

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"So it's Saturday which means..."

Having started on the pancakes, Emma rests her arms out along the small breakfast counter to meet her daughter sat on her purposely built stool with arms for support. Taking hold of her small hands, the blonde grins at the girl's revelation.

"Road trip!" Squeezing her mother's hands briefly, Grace then releases to give a small excited clap.

"Although bug I don't know if our game will work out..the ending of the alphabet is proving to be tricky..what letter are we up to?" Despite knowing the answer, as a single parent, Emma has constantly tried to help with her daughter's learning in any way possible. As she has to work to provide, the blonde had came up with a game for whenever they had quality time to spend together. They would drive somewhere new starting with whatever letter of the alphabet they were on.

Tapping her chin, the small blonde watches with hungry eyes as her mother served breakfast. "We're on 'S' mommy"

"Hmm...guess we are going to have to use a map..and hopefully go a little further out. Do you remember when we got to 'B'? Didn't get very far.."

Picking up her folk to eat her pancake, Grace begins to giggle. "Yes mommy! But we live in Boston!" Laughing more, the small blonde then chomps on her breakfast.

Watching the small girl in awe, Emma slides onto her stool and joins her.

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"Grace, are you ready?!"

Stood by the front door, the blonde waits as her mini me appears with all that Emma could see were her jeans, small black boots and matching black Parker with a fur hood. "Someone's prepared. Please tell me you have put the jumper on I left out for you on your bed?"

Smiling proudly, the girl unzips her coat half way to show a cream coloured roll neck then does it back up again while her mother lifts the ice box full of snacks and drinks, then an emergency bag with some clothes just in case they ever get stranded. "That's my girl. Did you go toilet?"

"Yes mommy. Can Bob come?"

"Of course he can, let's go!"

Grinning, Grace grabs her monkey teddy and follows her mother out to the car. "Do you have a jumper mommy?" The girl questions as Emma straps her in the back. "Your coat is not warm"

Chuckling at the girl mentioning her leather jacket, the blonde kisses her cheek then makes her way into the driver's seat before answering. "Yes baby I have a jumper on and I have my bigger coat in the trunk. Now remember if you see a sign with a name beginning with 'S', let me know"

With a firm nod, Grace holds onto Bob tightly then sets her head against the rest of her car seat while staring out the window.

Driving along what appeared to be a never ending stretch of road, Emma glances through her rear view mirror towards her daughter, surprised that the girl was still awake and wide eyed out the window. Having only needed to stop once so far for a toilet break, the blonde knew that they would need to eat something more filling than the snacks she prepared. "Bug we're going to stop in a bit for a place to eat okay? You must be-"

"There's a sign mommy!" Reaching up to the window pane, Grace presses her hands flat against the cool glass. "Look!"

Tilting her head to look out the far window, Emma frowns. "Storybrooke? Looks like you're right kiddo"

Clenching her fist in achievement, the small blonde grins. "We did it!" Waving her teddy about, Grace looks out the window again as the older blonde drives on through the small town and parking up outside a diner.

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Lifting the small girl out of the car, Emma takes hold of her hand firmly then gestures towards the diner steps. The small blonde looks up in amazement then turns to her mother. "Hot chocolate now?"

Tugging her daughter's hand lightly with a smile, the older blonde nods. "Yes hot chocolate now" pulling the door open and signalling the bell, Emma leads her mini me through by her shoulders then helps her up into a booth that is nearest to the counter. Placing a bag down beside the girl, the blonde watches as Grace searches inside and automatically pulls a colouring book and pencils out. "Do not move okay? I will be watching you the whole time"

Already concentrating on her colouring, the girl nods. "Yes mommy. Bob will watch me too"

Smiling, the blonde walks up to the counter and waits for service while noticing a middle aged woman approach her on the opposite side of the counter. "Hello...welcome to Granny's..what can I get you?"

Scanning the menu quickly on the board above the older woman's head, Emma replies. "Can I get one burger and fries, then one fish fingers and fries, both with peas please"

Scribbling on a pad, Granny nods. "Drinks?"

"Two hot chocolates and a water thanks" the blonde tilts her head back to check on her daughter who is still lost in her book while the older woman walks off to place the order. Hearing the bell on the door go again, Emma turns back to see Granny appear once again, this time speaking to a customer stood beside the blonde.

"Late today, usual?"

"Please. Oh and an early warning, you might want to think about securing the premises as there appears to be a storm on the way. You may stay open if you want to provide hot drinks but I will leave that down to you"

"That's just what we need.." Shaking her head, Granny informs another waitress to begin boarding up then returns to the counter with the drink orders for both Emma and the newly arrived customer. Looking warily at the blonde, the older woman raises an eyebrow. "Have you been in town before? We are a small place and I don't recall ever seeing you"

Shaking her head, the blonde takes her drinks. "No. Road trip although I couldn't help but over hear what you were just talking about"

Glancing across while sipping her coffee, the brunette customer who had spoken to Granny looks curious. "About the storm?"

Meeting eyes, Emma gulps slightly. "Yes. Do you know of anywhere we could stay for the night?"

Raising an eyebrow, the brunette questions. "We?"

"Yes. If it were just me, I'd brave it and drive on but I wouldn't want to take that chance with my daughter.." The blonde replies while gesturing with her head towards the smaller version of herself in the booth.

Following Emma's gaze, both Granny and the woman smile before the older woman speaks up. "Well we do have a bed and breakfast but all vacancies have to be confirmed by the Mayor here.."

Frowning momentarily, the blonde looks back to the brunette speechless realising its her. "Oh.."

Giving a pointed glare towards Granny as she has informed the woman time and time again that she does not need to do that, the brunette waves her hand half heartedly. "As if I am willing to turn a mother and child away to the street during a storm. Granny get a key for..." Looking at Emma, she waits for a response.

"Emma.. Swan.." Smiling, the blonde accepts the woman's welcoming hand to shake.

"Nice to meet you Emma Swan..Regina Mills. If you wish to go back to your table, I will insure that a waitress will bring the rest of your order over to you" smiling back, Regina once again looks across to the table where the small blonde is colouring. "She looks just like you"

Smiling more, this time with pride, Emma nods. "Thank you.." Making her way back to the booth, the blonde slides in opposite her daughter then reaches across to stop her colouring and pass her hot chocolate gaining a huge grin from her mini me. Watching intrigued from her stool, the brunette smiles to herself at the scene then turns back to her drink.

A/N: cont?