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Emma was sick of the mayor and fighting over who was Henry’s mother. She had a few drinks leaving her son at Mary Margaret’s and drove to the mayors manor and knocked on the door firmly. “I know you’re home, Madame Mayor!”
Regina was in her study working on some paper with a glass of cider resting by her. The banging mad eher shut up on her feet. She oinched her nose. Too much to ask for a night of peace it seemed. She walked as fasr as she could to the door and opened it. "What do you want Sheriff?"












