A month had passed since Emma's and Regina's passionate night together. They had sat Henry down a week after his fishing trip, they had planned on telling him about their budding relationship, but he was filled with questions about Nathan and they had both agreed not to overload him with information at that time.

When they finally did come around to telling him, he had smiled enthusiastically as if he had always known that they would end up together. Regina had remarked that his gloat was an uncanny resemblance to that of Snow's when she was a little child and it had send them into a fit of giggles for the rest of the evening as Regina recalled stories about a young Snow.

Emma had slowly been opening up more to everyone else, and while it was still incredibly hard for her to do, the support and love she got seemed to lift up her spirits. Belle had hugged her tightly to her as she recalled the events of what had happened in New York and Red had taken her out for a night in the town in true Ruby fashion.

She had finally agreed to grief counseling after some prodding from Regina and Mary Margaret and she had just had her first session with Doctor Hopper. It had absolutely exhausted her to talk about Nathan in detail. She missed the little bundle of joy that she only held for a couple of hours, and she still broke down every couple of days when she noticed a certain facial expression on Henry's face that reminded her of the son she lost.

With a heavy sigh she opened the door to the mansion where she would join Regina and Henry for dinner. She had been spending more and more time at the Mills house and while she loved spending time there, she also needed her own space. Her apartment had become a place of solace for her and Nathan's urn now had a permanent place in her living room. It was discreet, out of sight for strangers, but those who knew always would make a pit stop at the silver urn and whisper something inaudible before joining Emma on the couch.

"Hey Ma," Henry said as he engulfed in her a hug. "How did it go?"

Emma gave him a tired smile, "Hey kid. It was hard, but I got through it. I was told it will become a little bit easier with every session. Archie is good at his job and he is easy to talk to."

Henry nodded, "I'm glad you went. Mom and I have a surprise for you."

"Oh?" She arched up an eyebrow as she followed Henry to the living room. She smiled at the woman who had so eagerly made love to her the night before and she felt herself blush all over again when Regina gave her a chaste kiss on the lips.

"Moms!"

"Get used to it, Kid," was all Emma said as she let herself fall down on the couch.

Regina swallowed thickly as she nodded at Henry to grab their gift. It was a gift that took a lot of mailing back and forth with Madison and one that would probably make Emma cry, but when the opportunity arose she knew she couldn't let it pass by.

When Henry came back into the living room with the wrapped up present, she sat down next to Emma and took her hand. "So, I know you've had an emotional day and this probably isn't going to help, but we still wanted to give it to you today, in the hopes that it would bring you some comfort."

Emma gulped when Henry sat across from her on the coffee table, and handed her the present.

"Before you open it, I want to preface it by saying that you told us about your biggest regret."

Emma's eyes glossed over and her lower lip trembled as her heart rate went up to the point where it physical hurt her. "Regina," she croaked out.

"Ssh," Regina said as she squeezed her hand. "You said there were no pictures, but there's actually one picture that always gets taken. It's a hospital policy." She looked at Henry and Emma knew exactly what picture Regina was talking about. "Madison emailed me and she had contacted someone to sketch you a picture. She nodded to the present in Emma's hand.

With trembling hands she removed the wrapping paper as it revealed a canvas. She swallowed back a sob as she looked at the sketched picture. It was a picture of Nathan and it was absolutely gorgeous. Tears fell from her cheeks in a fast pace, "My god, it's him. It's like he's sleeping."

Henry gathered the wrapping paper and threw it behind him – which earned him a glare from Regina and he smirked before joining his moms on the couch.

Regina had a hard time keeping her eyes dry as she looked at the canvas that displayed the little brother that Henry never got to know. "He looks like Henry when he was a baby."

Emma nodded as she wiped away a tear, "I can't believe I have a picture of him." She looked at Regina, "Thank you so much. You don't know how much this means to me."

Regina smiled, "Anything for you. Perhaps you could place it by Nathan's urn. Or wherever you would feel it would fit. Don't hide him anymore, Emma. He deserves to be seen."

Emma nodded as her fingers traced over the canvas. Her eyes closed as she remembered the little boy that had laid so peacefully in her arms before he moved on from this world into the next. She remembered the way he smelled and how his tiny hands were balled up in fists as his chest heaved. She remembered the eyes that had opened once and pierced themselves straight into her soul. She remembered the little sounds he made as he lay on her chest and gently rocked the chair back and forth in hopes that it would give him some comfort.

"Hi Nathan," she whispered softly before pressing her lips against the canvas. "We miss you, but now… We will never forget you."

Regina wrapped an arm around Henry's shoulder and pulled him closer to her. All three of them had teary eyes as they stared at the little boy that – much like his older brother before – had brought them together, this time as a family of their own.

"Regina, wake up."

Regina groaned as she rolled over and wrapped her arms around Emma, " What do you want?" She smiled a soft smile when Emma's arms wrapped around her waist and soft kisses were pressed against her forehead.

Emma grinned, "Hm, I want a lot of things, but right now, it's more about what you want."

Regina frowned before she remembered, "I forgot." It was the day Emma had been looking forward to for days now, she had been teasing Regina relentlessly with little notes on what they would do today. So far she didn't have a clue as to what would happen, but Emma's excitement excited her. Emma had been so sad for so long that every little smile she threw Regina's way these days warmed her heart.

Emma gasped in a fake mock, "How could you possibly forget your own birthday?"

Regina laughed, "Well, dear. If you're as old as me, you'd rather forget."

"So, fairytale days included, exactly how old are you?"

Regina pinched Emma's skin, "Don't you even dare. We're not going there."

"Sixty?"

"Emma," Regina growled as she rolled Emma on her back and moved on top of her. She leaned forward and captured Emma's mouth with her own.

"You know," Emma said in between kisses. "You can try and distract me all you want, that doesn't mean I'll forget that you're really seventy."

Regina's eyes grew wide as she looked at Emma, "Seventy! Really! Guess I'm too old for making out then." She sighed dramatically before rolling off Emma, "Such a shame. I do so enjoy making out with you."

"No, come back. I want more, I promise I won't tease anymore."

"Sorry, I can't. Fragile, elderly woman here. I need to catch my breath and regain my strength!" She let herself fall down on her back as she kept Emma at a distance with her hand. "Have you seen my cane?"

"Oh my god," Emma huffed before gently slapping Regina's hand away and straddled her hips. "Happy birthday, my love," she whispered before placing a soft kiss on Regina's nose. "Thank you for making me happy every day," Emma smiled before kissing Regina's cheek. "Thank you for saving me," she murmured before giving her a lingering kiss on the mouth.

"I love you," Regina murmured.

"I love you more."

"Impossible."

"You're supposed to say, 'I love you most'," Emma whispered as she rolled off Regina and propped herself up on an elbow and her fingers tickled a way up Regina's stomach.

"You already know that I do, no sense in repeating it every day," Regina grinned before rolling over to her side. "What do you have planned for me?"

"Hm, let's see," Emma hummed. "First, Henry's making you breakfast right now. Something greasy, I'm sure." She chuckled at Regina's scrunched up nose. "Maybe it was pancakes. I forgot. You know what he's like in the kitchen. Little prince."

"He inherited my best quality," Regina said proudly.

"After breakfast, we're taking you to the stables. I hear Mary Margaret has a surprise for you. I promised I wouldn't tell though – I think it's her way to make up for all her past mistakes."

Regina arched an eyebrow, "Interesting."

"The rest of the day is a surprise though. Henry has surprises for you, I have surprises for you and the biggest surprise… is a surprise."

Regina rolled her eyes, "How very cryptic of you, dear."

"I promise you will love each and every one of them."

"I'm sure I will," Regina murmured as she nestled her head underneath Emma's chin and inhaled her scent. Emma was her favorite scent, although her apple turn overs were still a close second.

"I don't feel sad today," Emma admitted quietly after they had lay there for a while, waiting for Henry to bring the breakfast he had been slaving in the kitchen for all morning. "I actually forgot for a moment."

Regina kissed the skin beneath her mouth, "It gets a little easier every day. You know you can be sad though, despite it being my birthday. I just want you to be okay… and if you're not okay… that's okay too."

Emma nodded, "I think I'm still a little broken, but you and Henry make each day more bearable. I miss him though."

"We can be broken together. Life isn't perfect, Emma. It has its ups and downs, but as long as you keep breathing and put one foot in front of the other, you will make it through. I have faith in you and I have faith in us. Together, we can do anything."

Emma smiled and kissed the top of Regina's head as her fingers played with the dark curls that only seemed to be there in the morning. "Then together we shall do everything," she agreed before closing her eyes. Her breathing matched that of Regina's and as she drifted off into a small nap the only thought that run through her head was how incredibly lucky she was with her family. She was broken, hurt, and sad, but being with Regina, having Henry near… They made each day more bearable.

When Henry finally made it up the stairs and opened the door with his foot as he balanced the tray, Regina and Emma were fast asleep. He smiled at the women who loved him so fiercely and placed the tray on the table in the corner of the room before closing the door behind him. They would have all day, and as he softly closed the door behind him once more, the only sound that filled the room, was the sound of silence.