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Regina watched with a content smile as the eight-year-old boy played on the swing-set in Storybrooke's one and only park. It was a little out-of-the-way from the rest of the town, tucked snugly into a cleared out portion of the forest that closed the park off from the rest of the world, it seemed. Realistically, it would have only been a twenty minute walk from Any Given Sundae, but the ice cream was long-gone by now, smeared all over the child's face. Regina had to wonder if he even got any into his stomach. She opted to drive her Mercedes instead, it being the only car parked out in front of the park.

Her cellphone sat neatly in her lap, the back light still on from sending a recent text message to Robert, telling him where he could meet her. As she waited, she found herself only getting more and more anxious, which brought Regina to get up off of the bench and go to Mason and took the swing beside him.

"How would you feel about staying at my place tonight Mason? It's very large, and it could be your very own castle."

Mason, who was swinging about three times as high as Regina beamed at the mention of a castle. He must have really liked the idea because he started to make himself swing even higher before jumping out of the swing to see how far he could go, whooping and hollering as he fell.

"Mason!" Regina shot out of the swing and was by Mason's side in a heartbeat, but the boy was not injured; in fact, he landed on his own two feet like an agile cat. That didn't stop Regina from taking a knee and brushing off his pants and then holding onto his wrists while she looked up at him. 

"Are you alright?" Regina asked, her brown eyes looking upon him with the same look of concern she held for him back at the mines.

"I'm fine Ms. Mayor, it was fun!" Mason beamed and then ran back to the swings to do it all over again. Regina stood up, dusting the bark and dirt from her knee and shin as she turned back to look at him and shook her head with a smile.
This...this was what she was missing in the same-shit-different-day-in-Storybrooke.

Some days, Robert felt more like an assistant than a sheriff. After the trouble at the mine's, he'd spent his day playing phone tag with the school officials and the local construction crew, even though there were still open cases. Regina had demanded that he meet her in the park as soon as possible, so he drove over there, making sure to bring the pile of papers she'd need to sign for the cement crew to proceed. He waited until Regina had finished with Mason before saying "Got the crew ready to go and seal up the mine, you just need to sign the invoices and permits. School had nothing about Mason, didn't even know who was paying for his lunches. I don't even know how they can have so little on him and still comply with state laws."

"Because someone isn't doing their job by reporting these things to me." Regina snapped bitterly as she signed the appropriate papers, and shoved them back into Robert's chest once she was done with them. She of course was talking about David Nolan...Prince James. Just the name alone made Regina's lip curl into a beastly snarl, grateful that Mason was too hard at play now on the monkey bars as she and the sheriff spoke. At least Regina could rest just a bit easier now, the mines would be paved over, and no one would find her secret.

"Henry Carlyle, please tell me you have something on him by now." Regina then said, changing the subject since the matter of the mines was no longer an issue.

Robert frowned and said "I arrested him in the hospital, caused a commotion by kissing Jane Doe or something, doctors wanted him out. No previous criminal record, and I'm not sure if we'll be able to build a solid case off of this, but it'll get him off the streets if that's what you're worried about."

Regina couldn't help but laugh, nothing fake or staged like she usually did, but a pure, genuine laugh of amusement. Henry, kissing Snow White? What, did he think in his little, delusional mind that it would be [i]him[/i] to wake Snow from the sleeping curse? No...it wasn't, David Nolan was the only threat here, and his head was filled with so many lies that he didn't even know who Snow White was, and that would never change. Never.

It did perturb her a bit though, this was really the first, solid confirmation that Henry was here to break her curse, but with him now behind bars on a truly delicious case stacked up against him, she didn't have much to fret about.

"In his room, I didn't find much, random personal belongings and an old book of fables that came from Mr. Gold's. I couldn't match his prints with any of the ones on the envelope with the tax money, I just found the mysterious woman's and a set I presume is yours. Was he wearing gloves?" Robert was trying to get everything he knew out quickly, hoping that something would be promising.

Regina just waved her hand away, as if all that information was now pointless to her. Henry Carlyle was safe behind bars at long last, it didn't matter that it wasn't by her own hand, all that mattered was that he was right where she wanted him to be.

"I want to talk about something else." Regina said, her voice sounding, all-of-a-sudden more...jovial. "The woman you put into the cells, the one that escaped...what do we know about her?"

He sighed, and said "Basically nothing. No ID on her, refused to give a name, prints don't match anyone in the criminal database. All she had on her was the envelope and some cash, and I haven't seen her around since. Graham was out when she escaped, and there was no damage to the station or any equipment, either we're dealing with a master burglar or someone with keys. I've got her photo and prints, I could even put up wanted posters if you think it would help."

"No...no I've got another matter I want your attention on. I went to visit this...mystery woman yesterday, and she kept mentioning Dr. Faye Stevenson. I've already...acquired the doctors files from Dr. Hopper and will be going over going over them tonight once Mason is asleep." Regina paused to look over at the boy, still playing on the monkey bars. 

I'll let you know if I find anything." There wasn't much to add to the way she said it that wouldn't lead Robert to believe that the files were obtained illegally, but Regina didn't even bat an eyelash with revealing the information to him. Instead, she patted Robert on the chest a few times and smiled. "Good work Sheriff. I might keep you employed after all."

Robert nodded, and walked back to the car. Law enforcement was tricky business, and he was very skeptical about whether Regina had obtained Dr. Hopper's files legitimately. While that line of investigation may be off limits, he could still look into Dr. Stevenson. Things were making less sense, especially regarding the case of the envelope, but more investigation would always be helpful. Before he left, Robert turned and said "I'll get right on it. Oh, and if you still have that wine, I wouldn't mine trying a sip of it."

Regina followed him with her eyes as he walked to the car, and smiled at his remark.

"I'll see you tonight then Sheriff." She replied with a wink. Yes, tonight was looking to be a [i]very[/i] good night for The Queen.