Henry was walking home, like usual. He reached into his pocket and grabbed the house keys his Mom gave him. He jiggled the door and was shocked to find it unlocked. He crept through the house, quiet as a mouse. He tiptoed upstairs and towards his mothers' room. He heard soft giggling and some muffled crying. He peered through the crack in the door.

Emma had her hand on Regina's flat stomach and Regina was wiping a lone tear from the blonde's eyes. "You're pregnant. We're pregnant!"

"I never thought it would happen," muttered Regina, clasping her hand on top of Emma's. "I guess there is still a little magic left in this land. I thought it had disappeared when everyone else returned."

Emma smiled. "We're gonna have a kid. You and me."

Henry felt tears well up in his eyes and he stormed out of the house. Emma turned quick enough to see their eldest run off. Regina screamed out his name, but Henry was already running through the apple trees and towards his old castle.

"I'll go talk to him," said Emma.

"Maybe I should go with you?" asked Regina, clutching Emma's tank top and looking the blonde directly in her eyes.

"No, I got this," said Emma. She leaned down slightly and placed a soft kiss on Regina's lips. "You sit down and rest. You're carrying my baby in there."

Regina smiled through the kiss and the entire time Emma shrugged on her jacket. "Tell him I love him."

Emma nodded and jogged out of the house. She practically jogged all the way until she saw Henry sitting by the water, his hands gliding through the water.

"Hey kid," said Emma, sliding off her boots and placing her feet in the water as well.

"Hey," muttered Henry.

"So I guess you heard the good news?" asked Emma, bumping her shoulder into his playfully.

"I don't really think it's good news," said Henry. "You're replacing me."

"Henry, we could never replace you," said Emma, placing her finger under the boy's chin and making firm eye contact. "You saved me. You save your Mom. You saved the whole town. You taught us what love is. If it weren't for you, there wouldn't even be a baby."

Henry smiled his lopsided grin. "Yeah?"

"Yeah kid. You don't have to be jealous. You'll always be my savior," said Emma, brushing Henry's bangs aside and kissing his forehead.

"I guess I was a bit jealous," muttered Henry. "But I guess you're right."

"You wanna head back and give your Mom a giant congratulations hug?" asked Emma, standing and offering the boy a hand.

"Yeah Momma," said Henry, taking Emma's hand and standing up.

The two started walking back and sharing small jokes.

"But can we agree that this new baby doesn't need to know about the curse? I mean, I'll read my baby brother or sister the book, but I think everything will confuse him or her," said Henry, his head tilted in thought.

Emma laughed. "Sure kid. It'll be our little secret, just the three of us."