AN: Hi! It's been 84 years... I'm back, though, so I hope at least some of you still have interest in this story! I've been feeling pretty crappy about my writing, plus uni, work & personal life have kept me busy.

Thanks to my beta, Ari (swanedmills on tumblr)!

Las Vegas was much more… everything than Regina had imagined. She had seen the city on television and in pictures more than once, but the heat, the amount of people, and the size of the glamorous buildings were like nothing she was used to. She had visited New York and Boston in this realm, but they had been very different from this city.

The awe the city brought her to was still secondary to everything else, everything else being Emma Swan. As they got off of their cab and met up with her sister, Ruby and the seven other women attending Emma's bachelorette party, Emma went back to playing her almost-convincing happy bride-to-be role. Did this really convince everyone that she wanted to get married? Regina was growing frustrated. Didn't these people — who called themselves Emma's friends and family — know her at all?

Regina soon found out that she would be sharing a room with Emma, which was just typical, really.

"I'll be staying in the same room as Snow," Ruby announced at the front desk of Mirage hotel.

"And Emma will be in one with her beloved bestie… That's you, Regina," Zelena continued.

After that, Regina didn't know who was sharing a room with whom, but that was just because she didn't honestly care that much. Emma's relieved face when the roommates had been announced had taken her attention away from everything else.

They agreed to meet up in 15 minutes for lunch after they would all have settled into their rooms. It turned out Ruby and Snow had actually done a very decent job with the hotel; Emma and Regina's spacious double-bed room had a big window overlooking a big pool. It was a sunny day, and Regina ached to change into something more weather-appropriate than her black pantsuit.

Emma seemed to be on the same page with her as she took off her red leather jacket and threw it on one of the beds before laying down on it herself.

"So, I guess that's your bed, then?" Regina asked, unable to suppress a smile.

"Well, I left you with the bed closer to the window so you can enjoy the view. I'm being very considerate," Emma replied, smirking back at her.

"Thank you," she said as she walked closer to Emma. "So, as unbecoming as I find your mother's urge to bring doves into your wedding and obsess over every single detail, I'd like to ask you why you were so relieved about sharing a room with me and not her or Ruby?"

Emma's smile faltered, which made Regina mentally kick herself for bringing up the topic. Emma hadn't smiled much all day, and now that she did, Regina had to go and ruin it.

"Well..." Emma sighed and closed her eyes before she spoke. "It's all just too much, I guess. I'm marrying him. I'm doing what I'm supposed to. Can't they all just give it a rest and let it be, I mean…"

Regina didn't get to hear what else was bothering Emma, because that was when Ruby walked into the room. Emma must've left the door open.

"Emma! You can't take a nap now. We'll be waiting for you downstairs," Ruby playfully scolded Emma as she walked further in. Regina fought the urge to tell Ruby to stop butting into her important conversations and to take herself for a walk, but she reminded herself she was a changed person and she wouldn't do that anymore.

"Yeah, sorry." Emma gave Ruby a sheepish smile as she sat up on the bed.

"You aren't having cold feet, are you, Emma?" Ruby continued a bit more seriously, and that was when Regina's phone rang. She was almost about to ignore the call, upset with anyone who dared to bother her in a moment like this, but then she saw Henry's name on the screen and picked up as she walked into the hallway, leaving Emma and Ruby talk in the room.

"Henry. How are you?" Regina asked, having waited to talk with Henry all day to make sure he was still doing okay without his mothers around.

"Hi, mom. I'm fine. You need to stop worrying. You sound too worried," Henry replied. Regina could almost feel the teen roll his eyes.

"Well, I can't really help myself. I have a feeling Storybrooke will be under an attack while I'm gone and there's no one to protect you because Emma and I are here."

"It's fine, mom. Honestly. Have fun…" Henry replied, his last two words a bit uncertain.

"Henry, what's going on?"

"What? Nothing. I didn't say anything," Henry replied quickly, but Regina knew better than that.

"Henry Daniel Mills, tell me what's going on so I don't have to take the next plane there because you know I would." She hoped she could still get an answer out of Henry despite him being almost sixteen.

"It's just that…" Henry started uncertainly. "I feel like mom's not really happy about marrying Hook…"

Regina sighed. She wasn't the only one who saw it. Of course Henry would too. He had always been observant, and Regina knew that better than anyone else. "I know."

"You do?"

"Of course, but honestly, I don't think there's much I can do…" she continued.

"Yes, there is!" Henry said so loudly Regina had to remove her phone from her ear for a moment. "You can't let mom make a decision like this. She's not happy with it, so why should she marry Hook? I don't like it… If there's anyone who can tell her it's not a smart decision, it's you."

"Me?" Did Henry know more than she had originally thought? "Why me?"

"Because she actually listens to you. You're her friend, and… You're both my moms. You have to work it out… Wait, I've gotta go. Love you, mom," Henry finished and hung up.

"I love you too, Henry," Regina muttered to the silent phone line. She honestly didn't know what to make of Henry's call, but she felt like she should at least try to talk to Emma.

She soon learned their talk would have to wait. As she turned around, she almost bumped into Ruby who was dragging Emma out of their room.

"Emma?"

"Regina, do you wanna go to lunch already? Ruby wants me to go already, but I'll wait for you," Emma said just as her stomach grumbled loudly.

"You should go," Regina responded as a small smile tugged on her lips. Emma resembled a puppy. "I'll catch up with you in a few minutes. I just need to change into something more suitable for this climate. I'll meet you downstairs. Just text me the name of the restaurant."