A/N: I want to thank again to everyone who reviewed, favorited and followed the story. I'm trying to make the chapters bigger, and make my grammar better. I really appreciate your honesty and I'll do my best to make an enjoyable read for you. Hope you like this chapter as well!

As she said, Emma appeared at the mansion right after work. She didn't expect the incredible smell that came up to her when the other woman opened the door.

"Hello, Emma. Thank you for joining us." She said politely.

"Thank you for inviting me. Are you already cooking?"

"Yes, Henry asked if you could have dinner with us. I think it fits perfectly since your work finishes this late, and we need to talk about all of this." Regina said while heading to the kitchen.

Emma went after her "You didn't need to, I could just go to Granny's, grab a sandwich after talking. Don't want to give you extra work."

"Who cooks for two can cook for three. It's really no trouble, Emma." With that little smile, it let Emma at ease. She accepted the kindness of the woman with a 'thank you' and watched her moving around the kitchen.

"What are you making?"

"Chicken with roast potatoes, and some rice and a salad on the side. Hope you like it."

"Wow. That sounds amazing! And a little complicated." The sheriff frowned.

"Not much. It gives you some work, but anyone can do it. Even you!" She said with a little laugh.

"Funny." Sarcasm went through Emma. "I do know some stuff. But mostly things that don't give this much work. Can I help you?" Regina thought for a moment not wanting to take advantage, but it was Emma who offered, so, why not?

"Sure."

Emma helped Regina around the kitchen, and with two extra hands, everything seemed easier.

"So, where is Henry?" asked the blonde while peeling out the potatoes.

"In his room… Our son's room. I think he's just resting. It was a hard day for him probably. I just…" She didn't go on, but Emma had the feeling she knew what went behind Regina's lips.

"I'm worried." That got the brunette's full attention. "Since you told me about this I can't stop thinking about our Henry. You said he's fine, but… I just wish I could see him. See with my own eyes that he is okay. That he isn't lost, feeling alone, or hurt." It wasn't just what Emma said, but the way she said it. The way her voice almost broke. She tried to hide from Regina. But it was hard. The two woman were friends, Emma could say. Regina had been MIA since Robin left, and Emma did feel guilty about that. But she knew they were good. Their relationship still was special. She knew that she could open up to her, if anyone could understand her it would be Regina.

"You don't need to say anything." Said Regina after a long silence. "Just like you, I will always have the same fear for our son. But we can't think of the worst. We have to believe that he is okay, and we'll find the strength to find a way to bringing him back." That made Emma break the heavy train of thought. Gave her the time to breath and to try to believe in every word that the mayor said.

"Yes. That will be the best." Emma said continuing peeling the potatoes 'till she was done.

The rest of the cooking was filled with a humming Regina preparing the chicken. Probably not noticing that she was doing it, since she had Emma behind her, in the balcony, preparing the salad, as the brunette asked. Emma didn't say anything though. The humming helped her relax, so she just kept herself silent and listened to the brunette.

It was almost done, Emma was proud to say she didn't mess anything up. She felt proud, even more when Regina said it.

"Good job Emma! Next time I'll teach you how to make lasagna!"

"The best dish I ever tasted, yes please! It would be an honor." She said messing with Regina. Both woman didn't feel like this in a long time. It didn't help that even now their son was in another parallel universe. But one thing they knew was that they always defeat come what may. This was just one more time. And a well cooked dinner was much better then lost again in the enchanted forest, or in Neverland with little to eat.

"I'm going to go wake up Henry. Can you bring the food to the table? Without my help, that is." She teased Emma, receiving an eye roll.

"I think I can handle this, yeah."

After a moment Regina got back to the dinning room with their son still rubbing his eyes.

"Oh my god! It smells amazing! Thank god that you still cook this amazingly in this world!" The young man was already sitting down, ready to have his food. He felt the water in his mouth demanding the deliciousness right that moment!

"Glad you seem to approve!" Regina said chuckling. "Hope you like the taste as much the smell."

"Oh, I'm sure I will mom."

Henry felt better than before. He did feel a bit off, being in a world where the things you know were upside down. It can mess with you. Thankfully, he had his two moms, and the night looked like it would be one of the many he knew so well.

Regina started to put the food on the three plates. When everything was done and there was nothing left but to eat, Regina spoke. "Let's taste this good looking food then!" The three of them did it. Moans of appreciation were heard. Henry didn't say anything for a while, has he just shoveled more food into his mouth.

"Slow it down kid. You're gonna choke yourself if you don't." Emma was smiling by the sight. He so was her son, even if he wasn't.

"Mom-" He had to stop to swallow the rest of the food. "This is so good!" He put more emphasis on the 'so', he really was enjoying it. 'Home' that's what it tasted like.

"I'm very glad. I think I also have to thank Emma for the help. Maybe it was her touch that made it better!"

Regina could almost laugh when she saw that she made Emma red! By being the Savior the brunette thinks that the woman must hear lots of compliments. This was just another one.

"Thank you." Could say finally Emma. "But I just did what you asked me to do."

"Well, you could do it very wrong. But you didn't. I think you should accept the compliment and praise yourself." Regina said softly.

After some more bites it was Henry who spoke first.

"So, I need clothes."

"What now?" asked Emma holding a fork with the amazing chicken piece in the air.

"Well, I felt weird today when I dressed. And before my nap, I wanted to change to comfortable clothes and this was the biggest I could find. But the rest is uncomfortably small." He explained.

"I can buy you some clothes tomorrow before work." Offered Emma. "The mall is open at ten right?" She asked Regina.

"Yes, it is. But I can go."

"No, let me." Emma sounded more … then a person is normally when they have to buy clothes to their sons. But the mayor let it go, and just nodded.

Dinner was the same for the younger Henry. But after the meal, the three of them, Henry and his older moms, had a long talk.

There was a second they thought Henry was gonna faint. He had zoned out and didn't seem he would come back so soon.

What could the boy do? The first time he saw his mom she had a very big belly. He knew it wasn't for eating too many. There was clearly a baby in it!

While Regina explained to a very pregnant Emma the reason for a little Henry, the little guy was petrified in his place with his unspoken answer. He couldn't take his eyes from his blonde mother. What did that mean? Is she now married with Killian. It isn't that he doesn't like him much. He is just always with his mother, he never spoke to Henry. Just when he needs to do something behind his moms back. If he could be honest, he wished that his dad was alive, and that they could have a chance to have a family. This time he included his other mom, he would never think of replacing her for anyone else in this world.

He was so lost in thought, that didn't notice the two women calling him.

"Henry?!" Tried again Regina.

"Oh!" He finally reacted. Still not taking his eyes from the belly he said "Why are you pregnant, ma?"

"You know. When two people love each other very much, they-"

"No, not that!" He stopped her right away. "With who? Who is…?" Emma looked at him lost trying to understand. "His Hook the father?"

"What?" The blonde almost yelled, Regina would've also screamed if her reaction didn't have left her with her mouth open.

"Why do you think that Henry?" Asked Regina. "I haven't seen Hook in years! And I don't even think Emma knew him."

"Actually I think I did. But it was years ago. He worked with your mom. Think it was when me and my mom where at the enchanted forest! I punched him, he fell unconscious and I never heard of him again." The blonde said touching her chin still trying to remember if she indeed meet that man again, but the answer in her head was always 'no'.

"So if Hook isn't the dad, is it probably my… dad?" It stung a little on Emma's and Regina's heart. They pass through the questions and confusion one time, especially with their son and it seemed that they would go have to do that again. Luckily they understood.

"No, Henry, dear." Regina was indicating for them to go to the living room. They knew the topic could go in a good way or just wrong. "Come here, honey." They were all ready to sit down, Emma having some struggles trying to sit slowly in the armchair, that huge belly really didn't help at all. After Regina and Henry helped the blonde, they both sat in the couch beside her. "The baby doesn't have a father Henry."

"What? How? Is that possible?" He looked closely to Emma. "Do you not know who he is?" "No, kid. Nothing like that!" She defended herself.

"It's something more complicated…" Continued Regina.

"What is it?" Henry thought hard, but no answer was given to him. His moms look at each other as they were having a silent conversation. And then Regina picked it up from before.

"It is something complicated but I hope you will understand has you did before. Well, the other you. Me and your mom, we are very… close." She tip toed around the subjected. "We don't argue has much has before. And we understand each other very well."

"So, you are friends?" Henry asked lightly. He did hope they were, because that would be so much better than finding out they still had those horrible fights.

"Yes, we also are friends, it's important to be a friend with someone who… you… date." Every word was prolonged, as if Regina was afraid of go on and finish the sentence. But then she did it, and she just could wait for the reaction.

"So you are saying that you two are dating?"

"Actually more than that. We did start that way, but eventually we got married." They really did, at least the rings on their fingers were prove of that.

"You two are together, married, and live here?" He some at all up. It would make sense why Emma would be here and not at their other house.

"Yes, darling. I hope you can understand. I don't know about the other world, but in these world we are in love." Regina said not being able to stop glancing at her wife with those same loving eyes.

"Do you have true love?" He asked quietly. This was the ultimate question that would prove to Henry that they were really in love. That they meant every word. The boy always believed in true love, it was that that saved them countless times in other situations.

"Yes, kid." Responded Emma this time. "Your mom is IT for me. And we did happen to prove our true love to the people in this world." She said as she could see her memories happening before her eyes.

"I… This is different. From where I come. And the baby?" He asked this time curiously.

"We have true love. The child Emma has its mine." Explained the older woman. "Magic can be very helpful. And you'll have a little sister. That's what we assume since we are both woman."

"Yeah, I learned that in science. I'm… Happy for you. It is still strange, very strange. But you do look happy and that what I want for my moms. In my world, this world or another one." Regina hugged her son so tight. The first time they told Henry, their Henry, it didn't end this well. Probably because it was their Henry, it was his world, and this Henry still had his own. His moms would still be living their lives, and it seemed that they was apart from each other. A chill went through Regina's back. Imagining her life with no love for Emma, it was just devastating. She refused to think about that any more second.

"I want a hug too!" Emma pouted stuck in the chair, with no chance of getting up. They were both obligated to give Emma the hug she wanted so much.

The dinner felt quick and good. The food was something easy for Regina to make since it was getting late to cook anything extravagant. "Still very delicious" was what Henry said.

At night Henry felt like a child. Thankfully his room was just like his own. His moms told him that their son just comes to sleep when he gets "Dizzy" from his nights out with his friends. First thought on the boy's mind was how amazing it felt knowing that he actually had friends to hang out like the adults and teens he saw on TV shows. That, without a doubt, made him feel more of a grown up. But when left alone to sleep, he just knew he wasn't home. Not even the similar room could make him feel like he felt when he knew his actual mom was down the corridor protecting him from any villain or curse. He felt like a boy when he was in front of the white door that didn't belong to his room but to his mom. Moms. In that case. He hesitated for a second but then he decided to knock. He did feel like a child when Regina invited him to sleep between them, and he definitely felt like a child when they embraced him. But it was that very sentiment that made him feel calm and made him fall asleep with no worries on his mind.

Back to the older Henry, and after the successfully dinner of Regina and Emma, the three of them were on that world's living room, also having a talk, but this time about the presence of big Henry. And more exactly, what they had to do to make things easier.

"We should not tell anybody. We might find a way to trade them in the next few days! That way no fuss, no muss." Regina agreed with Emma, and so did Henry.

"I think Henry should stay here, and every time you want to go outside just try to go to places with few people, and try to use your scarf to hide some of your face."

"I think it's better not to use that scarf since everyone can recognize him by that. I can buy you one tomorrow with the rest of the clothes." The blonde said looking at her son.

"That would be helpful, Ma." Said Henry to Emma. "I think this is the best plan for now. And I am tired, guess the nap wore off. I'm gonna sleep mommas. Have a good night." He wished while giving a kiss in both his moms' foreheads. They felt surprised with the gesture, especially Emma, not being used to much affectionate contact.

"Good night." They both said eventually.

"Are you okay?" Asked Regina while Emma was still zoned out.

"Uh! Yes! I was thinking of coming by here after buying his clothes tomorrow. Is it okay for you?"

"Yes. I will take the day tomorrow, so he won't be alone the first day. I know he isn't a little boy, but…"

"I understand. You're worried. And a good mom. Even to a Henry of another world." Regina smiled as Emma.

"Thank you, Emma. I really appreciate." Emma just nodded with her lips making a thin line. "And please come over anytime you want. This situation is too much for me to deal by myself. Especially not having our son here."

"Regina." Emma said trying to keep the other woman attention. Regina was already trying to fight tears. It hit her hard every time she remembered her actual son wasn't there, with her. She forced herself to stop looking down, and looked at the blonde instead. "You are not alone in this. I'm here, and we will find a way. Together. I'm sorry I didn't support you when he left. I wasn't a very good friend. I decided to feel sorry for myself for bringing Marian back, instead of thinking what I could do to make you, my friend feel better. I am sorry."

Regina didn't have the words. For all of her long, painful, life, she never had someone who said they were sorry has Emma did. She honestly didn't know the proper way to respond, so she just said what she felt in that moment.

"I'm glad that I have you has a friend. And you are forgiven. I think we can work better on our communication." Emma let a little laugh, felling also more relieved, having Regina's forgiveness.

They didn't talk much after that, and Emma decided it was time to get home. Her chest was a little heavy, not with hurt, but with something else. What? She didn't know.