A/N: As promised, the second chapter. I haven't gotten as many faves and follows in one day on any fic, so thank you all!

While the snow had immensely tapered off from the blizzard that it had been the previous day, it showed little sign of stopping. Soft Christmas music filtered out of the speakers that rested in the ceiling of the first and second floors. The speakers were sparser in the bedrooms, yet they were still there.

"Mom, is the heat on?" Henry asked from the couch.

Regina thought for a moment before she offered, "I turned it up, actually. Fen was quite cold when he came in."

Henry's brow furrowed before a grin spread across his face. "He's real?" the teen asked, sounding like he was ten years old again.

Barking greeted his ears as Fen ran toward him. The puppy's paws were almost bigger than his little body could manage, but they suited him well. Fen looked up at Henry and let out a loud bark before he tilted his head to the side.

"Can we go to the couch? I think this weather calls for a fire," Emma suggested as Henry leaned down to pick up Fen.

The puppy didn't struggle in Henry's hold. Instead, Fen settled on Henry's lap and curled toward him as Emma and Regina walked to the living room. Regina's hand found Emma's as they both came to stand in front of the fireplace. The blonde sat on the couch near Henry as Regina knelt down in front of the fireplace. She put more logs on the metal grate and she curled her fingers toward herself, a smile settling on her lips as a burst of flame leaped up from the middle of the logs.

Henry chuckled softly before a smile settled on his mouth. "That's much easier than trying to light the fire by hand."

Regina had tried to decrease her magic use, especially for things of adverse nature, but Henry understood that she couldn't completely give up on using her magic. The magic had been a part of her for as long as she could remember and it wasn't something that she could easily let go of.

Fen climbed into Regina's lap once she had settled on the couch. She laughed softly as she rubbed the black pup's head. Fen yipped in response, his tail wagging all the while. The pup licked Regina's hand before he finally settled down again. His head came to rest on Regina's lap, his tail nearly on Emma's legs. Henry reached over and pet the pup on the head before he titled his own head to the side.

"How did you get the idea to create Fen?" he asked as his curiosity peaked.

The brunette chuckled softly before she responded, "His name is actually Fenrir. I met a wolf named Fenrir back in the Northern Kingdom. He taught me things about other realms that I was not aware of. So, in his honor, I created little Fen."

Instead of saying anything, Emma gently turned Regina towards her and kissed her soundly on the lips. Regina kissed her girlfriend back as Henry quickly reached for the remote to turn the television on.

"What Christmas movies are playing?" Regina asked once she pulled back from the kiss.

Henry flipped through the guide until he found three channels that were playing Christmas movies nonstop. He smiled and offered, "Well, The Santa Clause is on now and How the Grinch Stole Christmas is on another channel and The Polar Express is coming on soon."

Regina looked at her son. "What is The Polar Express about?"

He changed the channel and snuggled back against Emma. Fenrir shifted slightly before he settled down again. The family snuggled impossibly closer together as the movie unfolded across the screen. The fire that crackled in the background added to the holiday feeling that had begun to settle around the mansion. The Christmas tree hadn't been put up, but that was another tradition that they had to get through.

"When do you think the snow is going to let up?" Emma asked, her head against Regina's own.

The brunette bit her lower lip for a moment before she responded, "I don't think the temperature is going to change much, so I don't think that the snow will – is it snowing again, Emma?"

The blonde looked at the window that was near them and she hummed in affirmation as mother and son settled back against her further. Fenrir shifted in the holds to come to rest on Emma's lap. The pup's tail was curled around his back paws and his head rested on his front paws as he settled down even further.

Regina felt her phone vibrate in her pocket as she reached into the pocket of her jeans and her brow furrowed as she saw Snow's name on the screen. She gently pulled herself out of the hold and took the call as she walked into the kitchen.

"Yes, Snow?" she asked.

There was a moment of hesitation on the other line before Snow replied, "Charming and I were wondering if you would like to come to a Christmas party."

Regina chuckled softly and countered, "Snow, I plan on holding a Christmas party, I just need to decide where to have it this year."

"I could help with the planning," the woman on the other end of the line offered.

The brunette contemplated before she replied, "I would appreciate the assistance, dear."

The call ended and Regina put her phone back in the pocket of her jeans as she shook her head. She and Snow were getting on increasingly better terms, thanks to assistance from Emma and Henry. The brunette tucked a strand of hair behind her ear before a soft chuckle escaped her. She was far from the Evil Queen that she had once been and, though she would only admit it to herself, she quite liked that.

"So, what was that about?" Emma asked as Regina came back into the living room.

Settling back down on the couch once more, the brunette offered, "Snow invited us to a Christmas party."

Henry looked perplexed. "Don't you have one every year, Mom?"

Regina nodded before she responded, "I think Snow was just trying to be friendly and she accomplished that.

Emma and Henry both beamed before Fenrir leaped off of the couch. He ran to the fireplace and plainly sat in front of it. The pup turned his head back to the family, green eyes locking with Regina's own. She stood up and moved towards the fireplace before she sat a little bit behind Fenrir. The pup clambered into her lap and Regina chuckled at his exuberance. She rubbed his back as she began to hum a song that had resided in her memories since she was a little girl.

"That sounds beautiful," Emma said from behind her.

Regina was pulled back slightly until she was sitting in the vee of Emma's legs. The brunette leaned back in her girlfriend's light embrace and sighed. "My father used to sing it to me," she explained. "He usually sang it to me when I needed help sleeping and when I was ill."

Henry shifted beside his two mothers, the movie that they had been watching forgotten in favor of spending time together. While it was something that the three had come to expect, genuine time spent together, it was something that the teenager would never get enough of. The precious time he had with his family, however small, was one thing that he did not want to take for granted. He wouldn't take for granted something that could easily be taken away.

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P.P.S.: Oh, and if you guys could, I would like suggestions for Christmas songs.