Chapter 3

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Regina made the choice to get dressed and go to a local Chinese restaurant to pick up dinner. Dressed in figure hugging skinny jeans, a P!nk concert tee she ordered from the artist's website. She admired the singer, maybe even idolized her. She is an advocate for everything Regina believes in. She also wore white Vans as she went out into the city. Forgoing her car she chose to get some much needed fresh air and exercise deciding to walk to her destination. Strolling into the establishment she surveyed her surroundings. The white walls were pristine save for a wall painted with a traditional black and white Chinese scene with minimal color with birds blended into a forest. There were a few wooden tables scattered here and there and a hostess stand with an older grey haired oriental woman standing behind it, "Hello, how many tonight?"

With a polite smile Regina greeted her, "Hello, just one please."

The woman bowed her head in response, "This way please." She answered softly, almost a whisper.

Regina nodded and followed the elderly woman to a secluded table in a dark corner. The light wooden table sat only two people, which is more than enough for Regina. The woman handed her a menu telling her to take her time that she'd be back in a couple of minutes. Scanning the menu the brunette spotted a dish that she found appealing. When the grey haired woman returned she ordered her some beef and broccoli with a side of vegetable lo mein and water with a wedge of lime.

After she finished her meal she paid, making sure to tip well, she strolled along slowly back to the hotel. Checking her dainty wrist watch she noted it was 10pm, she was exhausted and had an extremely busy day tomorrow, Sunday, before making the long drive home.

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Emma had helped her parents clean up from dinner, she and Henry hugged them goodbye and made their way home. Once again the boy had started nodding off on the way back to the large house, "Hey kid!"

Snorting himself awake, "Huh? What ma?" His voice is weak and sleep laden.

Emma subtly rolled her eyes at her son, "As soon as you get in there get into your pajamas, brush your teeth and get in bed. You can read if you want to as long as you're in bed." Nodding wearily he clambered out of the vehicle dragging himself into the house and up the stairs.

Her parents had loaded up some of the leftovers in a plastic tub for her to take home so she and Henry could eat it for the next night. Emma wasn't much of a cook but she knew how to follow a recipe she just never had the proper motivation before she moved to Storybrooke.

The sheriff threw the leftovers in the fridge then did the same to herself except it was in her usual spot on the couch and opened her laptop. She hopped on Facebook checking her notifications. She lazily scrolled through her timeline, liking and reposting memes and pictures. All of a sudden her phone chimed, letting her know she had a new email. Gathering her phone in her hands she unlocked it, going to her email she noticed that the sender was someone she didn't recognize. The email of the person that sent it was VStein@outlook, she tapped on it and read it:

Ms. Swan,

It's come to my attention that you're trying to get information on where our dear Mayor is going during her "outings" on the weekends. I may be able to assist you.

Attached was a link to a questionable site. A pornography site actually. She raised her eyebrows, finger hovering over the link. She shook her head slightly and closed her email, turning her phone off instead of indulging the stranger. Turning her attention to the laptop she checked her Instagram and Twitter before yawning and deciding to shower and head to bed.

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