A/N - I don't know, if there are any other superhero SQ fics out there but I had an idea and have gone with it, like many of my stories lol and I guess its inspired by superman/supergirl & If it gets interest I will carry on.

Once upon a time, there was a town in Maine. Where a thirty-two year old Regina Mills, with shoulder length dark brown hair, brown eyes, full red lips, a slim but curvy body and a tanned complexion lives a hard-working life as mayor.

She lives in a white mansion, with picket fencing with her only joy in the world, her son. Who is seven years old and is inquisitive and a handful at times.

His father had died in at the age of two in a car accident and left a big hole in their lives. That nothing has yet to fill and Regina spends her life, either working or with Henry. Wondering if she would ever find true happiness again.

"Mommy did you see her on the TV..." a young seven year old Henry asks his mother excitedly, as Regina tucks him into bed. "Superwoman saved people" he adds with a big grin.

Regina smiles at him, but naturally rolls her eyes.

"Of course she did" she then tells him "Its her job" she adds softly and then thinks, I don't think she gets paid for it though.

"She's so cool mommy" Henry says happily and Regina smirks and thinks, the whole of America thinks she cool Henry. Even though she doesn't seem that bright and this makes her think, of when she had seen the report on TV about Superwoman trying to stop the oil ship, from leaking more crude oil into the sea and ended up making it worse. Before it got better.

"What's wrong mom?" Henry then asks, breaking Regina out of the memory.

"Oh nothing. You get some sleep my ill prince you got a big day tomorrow"

"The demist?" he questions and Regina chuckles and kisses his head before saying "No sweetie, that's next week"

Henry then ponders for a long moment, while Regina gets up and heads for the door.

"Goodnight my lil prince" she says softly and Henry mumbles "Night mom" and she closes the door and heads downstairs, where she pours herself an apple cider before turning the TV on and seeing a news report on a raging fire in a hotel and Superwoman saving the day.

She sighs.

Meanwhile in Boston. A twenty eight year old blonde, by the name of Emma Swan, has a secret.

For the past three years, she has been the woman in the blue and red spandex and cape. The woman that flies the sky and saves people from fires and crime.

It hadn't always been that way though, as she had grown up with a quiet yet normal life with her foster parents. Before becoming aware of her powers at the age of fifteen. When she started to run real fast and her foster parents had to then then tell her, that they had found her in their field. Wrapped up with a note of "Please look after Emma, she is special"

Since then, Emma had to deal with the issue of being abandoned by her real parents and had to hide her powers. She wasn't even sure of how to cope with them, or even use them properly.

That is, until the age of twenty. When she rushed into saving one of her friends from being stabbed by a thug, who wanted her purse and since that night, she has felt the need to protect the innocent.

She became a cop.

Soon after, she practices her abilities secretly and finally began to gain control of them. Before realizing, she could put them to better use and she began reducing crime in her own way and gained worldwide coverage. As everyone wanted photo's, interviews and to know everything of the blonde flying woman.

"You coming to the bar?" a tall, dark, male officer asks her, as they leave the station one evening.

"Nah. I better get home" she huffs, whilst looking forward.

"Your one bed apartment can wait an hour love" he says sarcastically and Emma sighs.

"Who else is going?" Emma then asks, as she puts on her leather red jacket. As its getting chilly.

"Just a few of us from that station. Its Friday night you need to relax" he tells her with a grin.

Emma scoffs and thinks I can never truly relax.

"Its been a long week Killian" Emma moans.

"That's why you need to chill" he tries and Emma then gives in and follows him to the bar around the corner. Which is already quite busy.

They then approach two other officers at the bar, of which Emma barely knows and Killian starts speaking with them. While Emma orders a beer.

"Thanks" she tells the barman while pulling her glasses, also known as her disguise further up her nose and its not long, until her super hearing tunes into a woman screaming near by and she quickly excuses herself and hurries off, to save the woman in distress...

A/N Just to let you all know, nothing romantically happens between Killian/Emma. This is an SQ story.