Hey folks, thanks for reading these things. I think this will probably be my last 'Calon Series' stories. My swan song. I've just run out of ideas for them. But never say never. If I think of something that someone might want to read, I'll make a comeback! Anyway, as it's all about the ladies wedding, this will have a good few chapters.
Emma and Regina had been excited about starting their wedding arrangements when Emma had first proposed. Emma had seen the prospect of coming up with the most outlandish honeymoon ideas, all designed to give the most opportunities possible for love making. But that was as far as it got for a long time due to life getting in the way. Budget time had rolled around and Regina was office bound for weeks. Not long after, Henry had managed to catch chicken pox and at his age they had worried enough for him to have an overnight stay in hospital. Just as his symptoms were clearing, Calon developed the rash, so it seemed like the sickness hadn't left the house for over a month. Even without these extra concerns, just life in general was enough to keep them busy - two boys, two full time jobs, a huge house to run and with Emma having to do the occasional stint of night shifts, they were quick to grab any quality time together that they could - planning a wedding became quite a low priority
But one day over breakfast, Henry brought up the subject. "Mom? Ma? How come you haven't got married yet? All the laws have changed so you're allowed." He then looked down at his cereal bowl and in a voice that showed he was still very much a boy said "Are you going to split up? Have you not got married because you don't love each other any more?" He stared down at his breakfast, pushing around the last few bits of cereal and refusing to look at his mothers. Regina and Emma looked at one another and Regina opened her mouth to reassure her son, but Emma was quicker. "You know what kid, you're right! Why haven't we got married yet? I think you're the kick in the backside that we need." Henry's head shot up, stunned as he looked at his Ma. Emma reached with both hands - one grabbing Henry's arm and the other touching Regina's hand. "What do you say beautiful? Shall we get on with planning this extravaganza, after work tonight?" Both faces beamed at Emma with those words and Regina leaned forward to press a kiss to Emma's cheek. Emma was quick though and turned her face, so that the kiss was a lot less chaste than Regina intended. "Ew, gross!" Henry exclaimed as he turned to take his bowl to the sink. Emma chuckled as she broke away from the kiss. "Get used to this kid. Once we're married it's all we're going to be doing. And just remember….. you're the one who just suggested it!" Regina and Emma laughed together as Henry pretended to scowl as he left the room.
That evening Regina got a large notepad out and sat next to Emma as they relaxed together, finally, after Calon went down for the night. Henry had disappeared to his room hours ago, so they took the opportunity while they could, to start talking wedding. Regina had obviously started thinking about it sometime during the day as lots of the pages had headings already written on them - Dress, Flowers, Menu. The pages however were blank. Emma knew, without Regina having to explain it to her, that that meant she assumed Emma an equal partner in this - they would be deciding together. Emma was quite happy to go along with anything Regina wanted. As far as she was concerned she only wanted two things from this wedding. To be married to her soul mate and for Regina to be happy. Anything after that was a bonus.
Regina went over to her briefcase and brought out some wedding magazines. "In case we can't think of anything then these should give us some ideas." And she dumped them on Emma's lap as she retook her position next to her. Emma started to flick through them and started laughing. "Regina, you can choose anything and everything you want for the day, as long as I can choose this part of the day." Regina pulled the magazine from her and narrowed her eyes at her fiancé when she saw the pages that held Emma's interest. A feature on 'Wedding Night Lingerie'. Emma grinned at her and pulled at her until she was able to nuzzle her ear. "I'm serious beautiful, let me pick out something for you to wear." Regina turned to face Emma. "We don't even know what we're wearing yet. What you pick might not fit under the dress I choose." Emma's grin turned almost feral at those words. "Yon mean, you may have to go naked under the dress on our wedding day? Mmmm….Regina…" and the next half hour of wedding organising was lost as the two kissed and caressed. Regina stopped Emma attempting to remove any clothes, but she didn't want to stop the soft touches and the slow deep kisses that Emma was spoiling her with. Eventually it was Emma who pulled away and got them back to the matter in hand. "As much as I adore making out with you - and honestly beautiful, I could do it all night, I think we should get back to these plans". At Regina's shocked face, she continued, "Well, it's just…. I really want to be your wife, so the sooner we get organised, the sooner that ring will be on my finger and my dream will be a reality." At Emma's blushing confession, Regina kissed her once more, lingering for just a moment and then pushed the notepad into Emma's hands.
They flicked through the magazines and every now and then Emma would point out something and Regina would give her opinion. If it was a flat 'no', Emma knew to move on quickly - it wasn't Regina being awkward, it was something that had featured in her first wedding and she didn't want to taint this one by having the same. It soon started to become clear that Emma had quite definite ideas - a notion that surprised Regina. She had assumed that it would be a long labourious task trying to get Emma Swan to make decisions. After a few of the big decisions were out of the way, Emma excused herself and went upstairs. She returned moments later carrying a small Snoopy notebook, dog eared, dirty and possibly as old as she was. She seemed almost childlike in her shyness at that moment. Regina recognised Emma had a secret to share, so she waited quietly until Emma placed the notebook on her lap.
Regina opened it up carefully, reverently, and opened to the first page. In large cursive writing was written "Emma Swan's Wedding Ideas Book". The 'i' in wedding had a heart instead of a dot and the date in the corner confirmed for Regina that she was looking at Emma's early teen notebook. Underneath was a drawing of a bride and groom kissing and under that was a quote cut out from a book 'someday my prince will come'. Regina ran her fingers along those words and then looked up to Emma and asked quietly, teasing - "Is this me in the drawing, am I your prince?" Emma blushed harder and lowered her head even more, so Regina turned the page quickly, eager to see what was next. It was a photograph of a wedding cake, nothing elaborate. Just two tiers with white lily and red rose decorations and a small gold crown on the top. Around it were drawn two love hearts and trailing roses. As Regina turned each page, she found photos torn from magazines or hand drawn ideas of what Emma had found for her wedding. The further on she looked, the more detail she found and newer ideas. There was a different looking cake near the back and really beautiful but clearly quite modern table centrepieces. As Regina closed the book, Emma started fidgeting and picking at her fingers. "You see Regina….." she breathed out loudly and started again "the thing is, beautiful….." Regina reached over and grabbed her hands. "Emma darling, tell me what you want for our wedding?" Emma looked at her and smiled.
"I started my wedding ideas book when I was maybe thirteen or fourteen. I'd pretty much given up on getting the family that I wanted, so it thought I would start to think of the future and what I could do, and have, when I wasn't fostered anymore. And I started to dream about having my own family. Husband, kids, dog, the whole deal. And so I started to think about weddings…and well…. I started that notebook. It's just ideas really Regina, I don't expect you to go along with any of them, I just thought I should share this with you, not hide it as a secret."
Regina kissed her. Slowly, lovingly, with her tongue just gently touching her lover's upper lip. When she moved her lips away she touched her forehead to Emma's and smiled. She grabbed her own notepad and the magazines and threw them to the floor. "You know what Swan, I got everything I wanted at my first wedding. I had the flowers, caterers, decorations, the lot. How about for the only wedding that truly matters, we go with the ideas that you've had for nearly half your life. Let's make this notepad a reality." Emma could feel the tears coming to her eyes at this gesture from her beloved. "Are you sure Regina?" she asked "you must have some things you want for the day?" Regina nodded. "Well of course I do! You know I have an opinion on everything!" she ignored the look that Emma gave her and carried on. "However, I love you Emma and I want you to be happy. So unless I have a really strong opinion on something, I want you to have what you want. Let's go through your book, find all the things we agree on and then we can start to discuss whatever is left." As Regina started making notes from her book, Emma swore she fell just a little bit more in love with her.
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Emma woke the next morning to Calon cuddled into her side and the other side of the bed empty. She couldn't move with her boy fast asleep against her, but she squirmed around slightly, to see if she could work out where Regina was. She chose that moment to enter the room, a cup of coffee in each hand and a bright smile on her face when she saw Emma looking for her. After depositing the cups on the nightstand, Regina crawled back in beside Emma and whispered "good morning, my Emma." Emma grinned at her and pulled her into her arms for a kiss. The kiss started softly, just lips moving, but Regina pulled at Emma's bottom lip with her teeth, then sucked it into her mouth. Emma ran her tongue along Regina's teeth and up into the roof of her mouth. Regina moaned loudly and pushed herself up to lie on Emma, momentarily forgetting that Calon was there. The movement was enough to rouse him from his sleep and seeing his Mommy climbing on his Ma, he decided to join in the fun. Emma broke away from kissing Regina, laughing, as she felt Calon tugging on her arm as he tried to manoeuvre himself onto them. Regina pulled him up to her chest as she rolled off Emma and cuddled him as she laughed over his head to Emma.
Emma heard movement from down the hall, so she called for Henry to join them. When he saw his Mom and his brother cuddling on the bed, he did the only thing any normal boy should do in that situation. He jumped on his other mom and started tickling her. Regina rolled further away from Emma, so she wouldn't be caught in the tickle war and she and Calon laughed at the two fools rolling around on the bed. When Henry and Emma had both run out of breath, they lay side by side on their backs, gulping breath back into their lungs, almost diagonal across the bed. Regina and Calon had squashed themselves into the pillows and Calon was still giggling at his Ma and big brother. Regina sat crossed legged and held him facing them. She dropped her chin to the crown of his head and kissed him gently, looking over at the other two. She was having one of those moments of realisation that life was good and she was happier now than she ever remembered being. She remembered Emma telling her that when Emma had brought Henry to the hospital to see his newborn brother and Henry had jumped onto the bed to be with them; Emma had realised everything she wanted, everything that would make her happy, was there, contained on that bed. Regina was having the same feeling at that moment.
Henry was quicker to get his breath back than his Ma and when he sat up he was suddenly starving. He went to push himself of the bed, but Emma's hand on his wrist stopped him. "Hey kid, can we talk to you before we go get breakfast started?" Henry's eyes widened as he started to think what he had done wrong. Seeing his face, Regina kicked Emma gently, "Ma!" she admonished, "You're worrying the poor boy." Emma laughed and pulled his head to her to kiss him. "Nothing to worry about son, but we need to talk to you about the wedding." At this news, Henry grinned. "Really Ma? Did you get everything sorted out last night Mom?" Regina smiled and leaned forward to hold onto his hand. "We've decided on what we want, and all the big decisions are made. Except for one Henry." Henry nodded his head enthusiastic for her to continue. He couldn't wait for the wedding and for his mothers to be married. He wanted them to have their happily ever after so desperately. "Well, you see darling boy, we want to know what job you want? We want you to have a role in our special day, but we also don't want to put too much pressure on you. What would you like to do?"
Henry beamed, thrilled that his parents had planned for him to have something important to do on their big day. But he really hadn't put any thought into it. For him - it was enough to see them marry. "Ummm, well, what sort of thing could I do?" he asked, unsure of what really went on in a wedding. "Well kid, you could walk one of us down the aisle. You could be an usher; show people to their seats. Um…Regina? What else could he do?" Emma started off so well, but couldn't think of jobs that their eldest, but still young son could do on their big day. "Do either of those roles interest you Henry?" Regina asked kindly. Henry shook his head. "I can't walk just one of you down the aisle, how could I pick?" He looked between his two moms, his bottom lip worrying between his teeth. Emma slung her arm around his shoulders. "Yeah, of course Henry. That makes sense. And we wouldn't ask you to choose. How about the usher thing then?" Henry scrunched up his nose. "Er, I don't really like the sound of it. If there's nothing else, I'll do it, but…" Regina had been silently watching her boy as he became uncomfortable. "Henry. Would you be willing to hold the rings for us?" His head shot up to look at his mom. "Really? You'd trust me to look after your wedding rings?" At Regina's proud nod, he swung round to look at Emma, and could see his Mom's reaction mirrored in his Ma's. "Okay! Let's get breakfast then!" he yelled as he scrambled off the bed. Both women smiled at each other at his excitement for food now that his role had been decided on. But as he reached the bedroom door he stopped and turned, frowning at his mothers. Regina noticed first and handed Calon to Emma so that she could go to her boy. When she reached him, she leaned down, placing her hands on his shoulders and looking him in the eye. "What is it Henry? You look ever so worried." He scuffed his toes on the carpet before he answered. "Well, isn't that the job of a best man. And the best man makes a speech doesn't he?" Regina could suddenly see the problem. "We don't expect you to make a speech Henry." His mom replied. "But you are our best boy and so if you would be our best man at the wedding that would be wonderful. And it would be enough". Henry nodded, still deep in thought. "But….um….if I wanted to make a best man's speech, would that be allowed?" Regina squeezed his shoulders, emotion now clouding her voice. "Henry, we would be very proud of you making a speech. I love you Henry." Mother and son embraced and from the bed they heard Emma in a clear voice tell Calon that he needed to get used to all this soppiness. Regina bent down ton Henry's ear and whispered, "I'm going to get Calon and then you may tickle your Ma until she can't breathe…."