A/N: This is a goofy story that I can't get out of my head so I figured this was a good way to purge it from me. Not sure if it should continue.

Regina found herself in a somewhat awkward position. She was arguing on the phone with Emma while Snow, Emma's mother, sat next to her in the sleek dark Mercedes. She found herself treading very carefully, highly aware of the woman sitting next to her whom was doing her best to look out the window into the woods that surrounded them and appear uninterested in the conversation taking place.

"No, Emma, listen to me. We can handle this, there is no need…yes, I know that but…" She rolled her eyes as she listened to the stubborn blonde make her point, which did not sway her in the least.

"It's early…it's early and what if something happened? You know what I'm talking about, it's not worth it. I will feel a lot better knowing you are safe at home." She rested her elbow on the lip of the car door and rested her head in her hand. She was starting to get upset, she could feel the anxiety creeping up her skin and a lump gathering in her throat.

"Okay," Emma relented. "But you and Mom call me if anything goes sideways."

"We will."

"And when you are on the way back."

"Ok, talk to you soon. Bye." She ended the call and sighed. She looked over and saw Snow was still gazing out the window.

"Your daughter can be completely pig headed sometimes. We can handle this situation just fine." She shoved her phone in the pocket of her black wool coat and took a breath. She noticed the brunette's gaze had swiveled away from the window and in her direction. It seemed unusually intense.

"What?"

"What was that about?" Snow asked cautiously.

"I told you, your daughter being a stubborn pain in the ass who thinks she needs to be involved in every little thing that goes on around here. Now can we get on with this? There's possibly an ogre or troll out there that needs to be dealt with." She reached for the door handle but stopped when she saw Snow's eyes continue to bore into her.

"Is something…is something going on with Emma?" She took a shuddering breath. "Regina, I can't take not knowing and I know something is going on. Is she ill? Maybe she told you in confidence, I don't know, I know she's been at the doctor's more and I'm worried. Think if you suspected something was wrong with Henry? That's my daughter, and the worry is eating me alive. She tells me everything is fine, but…" A tear slipped down her cheek.

Regina was taken aback. She thought back to recent events and realized the conclusion Snow had come to was not entirely unreasonable and she was clearly very upset. Her thoughts were churning; it was not her place to tell Snow what the situation was but on the other hand she wanted to have the woman in full possession of her wits before they stepped into that forest. And the comment about Henry also had hit the spot Snow had intended it to. She sighed and turned to face the woman. Emma was going to kill her for sure.

"Emma is fine, she's not ill."

"So what? You're going to tell me I'm imagining things?"

She shook her head. "No, no I'm not."

"Then what…"

"Emma is pregnant. No one knows yet, she's not that far along." She swallowed hard, a bit relieved it was out in the open but her gut sinking with the knowledge that she just did something she likely had no business doing. Stupid conscience thingy.

Snow's jaw dropped open in shock. "Pregnant!?"

"Yes. Look, it's not—this was planned, ok? It was not unexpected. Emma thought the time was right and you know, she didn't get that time with Henry and…" Shit, she sounded like she was babbling. She cleared her throat and took a breath. "It's good, it's a good thing."

"I-I can understand that," she snorted as she was hit with the irony that she and Emma had missed out on the childhoods of their first children. "I really can understand that. I didn't know she was feeling that way. How did, I mean, who's the father? And why did she tell you before me?"

Dammit, here we go. "Because I was…involved in the conception."

Snow leaned back in her seat and gave her side eye of all side eyes.

"Magic was involved, so I assisted."

"Assisted huh?"

"She asked me to!" she explained, her face burning red.

"So…Emma is having your baby?

Regina's mind was reeling with the thoughts that must be going through Snow's mind; their complicated history together, the curses and shifting alliances. It had all started because Snow wanted Regina to be in her family. And the fates seemed to have that in mind as well. But…the younger woman could still possibly decide a punch in the nose was the proper response.

"Yes."

Snow wiped at her eyes and leaned her head back to howl with laughter.

Although she suspected Snow might have just lost her mind Regina found she couldn't help but start laughing along with her.

"Are you just determined to parent all of my grandchildren?"

"If you want something done right…Would you have preferred if she had procreated with that greasy pirate?" she smiled.

"No, you'll do just fine." She slipped her arm around her shoulders and pulled her into a hug.