"Wake up!" Henry said, coming into his mums' room, having been awake for ages. He wanted to make the most of their time here. "Wake up! Mum! Ma!" Regina blearily opened her eyes to see her son standing over her and she groaned slightly.
"What time is it?" She asked, sitting up, realising that she had fallen asleep on top of Emma.
"Seven thirty," Henry replied chirpily as Emma began to sit up, shaking her arm out to get feeling back into it. It had been wrapped around Regina, but had gone numb in the night because Regina had been on top. Emma wouldn't have traded that closeness for anything in the world – even an arm with feeling in it.
"Kid, you really need to learn how to sleep in," She slumped back down in bed, her hair spreading out around her like a halo.
"Trust me, compared to when he was younger, this is a lay in," Regina smiled at her, leaning over to give her a quick kiss.
"Can we go and get breakfast now?" Henry asked, not caring that he sounded like a little kid.
"Mmm," Emma murmured. "I've got something much tastier right here." She said it quietly though so that only Regina heard her. Regina cracked up and Henry stared at her.
"Are you two being gross again?" He asked as his stomach began to rumble.
"Go get dressed, we'll be up in a minute," Regina sighed, finally getting off the bed.
"Look, it's healthy," Henry waved his forkful of pancakes and blueberries in Regina's face. She raised her eyebrow.
"I'll stick to my coffee," She told him. "I don't even want to know how many e-numbers are in that." Emma looked thoughtfully at the buffet.
"One sec," She said disappearing off to it.
"How can she possibly want anything else?" Regina asked, looking at Emma's already stacked high plate.
"I don't know," Henry shrugged. "It is Ma."
"Here you go," Emma placed a bowl in front of Regina.
"Low fat Greek yoghurt with berries and a drizzle of honey," She smiled triumphantly. "You can't just drink coffee for breakfast. It's not healthy."
"Mother always sa-" But Regina stopped seeing Henry looking at her curiously. "I guess it is pretty healthy." Regina said and Emma smiled, reaching for her hand under the table.
"Small steps," She whispered.
"Small steps," Regina repeated, returning the smile Emma was giving her. She picked up her spoon and took a small spoonful of blueberry, yoghurt and honey and took a tiny bite. Somehow when she looked at Emma, all her mother's protests faded away.
"No," Regina glared at her son. "Absolutely not." Emma giggled slightly at Henry's pleading eyes and Regina's adamant ones. Emma winked at Henry.
"We don't need to buy a photo for it," Emma told her, squeezing her hand slightly. "It can be our little secret."
"I said no," Regina pulled her hand away from Emma's in fake annoyance.
"Pretty please," Emma and Henry said in synchronisation, doing their best puppy eyes. Regina immediately snapped her eyes shut, knowing that she wouldn't be able to resist them.
"I'm not stopping you two from going on it," She folded her arms, still refusing to look at them. "Though why on earth you would want to go on the 'Seven Dwarfs Mine Train', when you could go on their actual train in Storybrooke I don't know."
"You're going to love it," Emma smiled at her girlfriend later as they got into their seats on the ride.
"You're lucky I love you," Regina said with gritted teeth. "And you'd better not sneak off to buy the photo."
"I won't," Emma promised. "But did I mention that the Seven Dwarfs Mine Train is one of the two rides here that film you on the ride and you can buy that after."
"Mum, you look like you're about to fireball the track in front of you," Henry laughed, pointing to the screen, having got off the ride after it was over. After Regina had found out that Emma was going to buy the video, she had sat with her arms crossed glaring at her. It was all in fake annoyance, all three of them knew that, but Emma and Henry found it hilarious.
"If I had magic here, I would,"
"There is magic here," Emma objected.
"Don't be ridiculous," Regina rolled her eyes, expecting some comment about how the food here was magical.
"I'm not," Emma argued, stepping closer to Regina. "With or without your powers, I think you're pretty magical." Regina smiled softly and they leaned in and kissed gently, pulling apart sooner than either of them would have liked because of the fake vomit noises coming from the background. Regina turned to her son and ruffled his hair softly.
"You made me put up with that monstrosity of a ride, I think you can cope with your mums having a quick kiss," She joked. "And if anyone, ever sees that video, you are dead."
"I think Zelena would love to see it," Emma smiled at Henry who gave her a wicked grin back.
"I'm sure she would," Regina agreed. "But unless someone would like baby photos of them to be put up all around Storybrooke, I don't think she's ever going to see it."
"You wouldn't-" Henry began but saw his mum's expression. "Fine, I won't. There's nothing stopping Emma from sharing the photos." Henry pointed out.
"She can be persuaded," Regina smiled.
"Oh yeah?" Emma raised an eyebrow and Regina leaned in and kissed her. Emma quickly wrapped her hand around the back of her head and pulled her in for a more passionate kiss. "You're right. I can be persuaded." Emma said quickly when they pulled away.
"I thought so," Regina smirked.
"Hey, mums, we need a family photograph," Henry grinned, pointing to the Snow White he saw.
"I agree," Emma smiled, grabbing Regina's arm and beginning to drag her like she was a five year old.
"Absolutely not," Regina said adamantly, with a small twinkle in her eye. She knew with both Henry and Emma around, they would end up getting a photo, but she didn't like to give in straight away.
"I'm sure she can be persuaded," Emma grinned, copying Regina's words from earlier. Henry quickly looked away, knowing that a kiss would come. And sure enough Emma and Regina's lips touched and they pulled each other closer to kiss more passionately.
"I suppose I can be persuaded," Regina smiled, taking Emma's hand so that they could get their photo taken together.
"Hey kid," Emma hissed, coming into Henry's room on Valentine's Day.
"Is it breakfast time?" Henry asked, sitting up excitedly. After being rudely woken early on the first day, the three of them had compromised on a time to get up. Emma and Regina would set an alarm for 8, and then they would have breakfast together. As much as they loved their son, neither were particularly early risers.
"Not quite," Emma told him, closing the door behind her. "But we've got an operation to carry out."
"What is it?" Henry asked, sitting up straighter.
"Operation make-sure-your-mum-has-the-best-Valentine's-Day-in-all-existence?" Emma suggested as the title.
"Of course she is," Henry shrugged. "She's spending the day with you, but what do you need me to do?" Emma pulled a couple of crumpled notes out of her pocket.
"Could you stay out of our hair this evening?" She asked passing them to him.
"I was saving reading one of my comics until tonight," Henry grinned in reply.
"What are you having?" Regina asked Emma, unable to keep her eyes off of her. She was wearing a stunning, strapless blue dress. Her hair tumbled down her back in curls, with a tiny plait on either side tied back to stop the curls from getting in her eyes.
"I think I'll go for spaghetti and meatballs," Emma decided, putting her menu down.
"I hope your not planning on recreating the spaghetti kiss from Lady and the Tramp," Regina joked and Emma laughed.
"I don't think I need spaghetti to get you to kiss me,"
"True," Regina smiled. "There's been something I've been meaning to talk to you about." Emma looked across at her in alarm, scared that Regina was about to break up with her.
"What is it?" Emma asked, her voice wavering. She should've known that Regina hadn't really wanted her. Who would? Her whole life had been spent with people rejecting her, why would it be any different now?
"I was wondering if-" Regina broke off, suddenly scared in case Emma didn't want to. "If maybe, you'd like to move in with me." Emma stared at her in amazement. "I've asked Henry and he thought it was a great idea. It'd take a while because I'll need to make space in my room and you'll need to pack, and it might take a while to get to the new routine. It'd probably be quite hectic to begin with an-" Emma broke her off from her rambling to herself.
"Regina?" She interrupted. Regina looked up and saw the smile on Emma's face. "There is nothing I would like more than to move in with you."
"Really?" Regina asked, surprised. She wasn't sure if Emma would think they were moving forward in their relationship too quickly, but doing this, asking her to move in, just felt...right.
"Really," Emma confirmed, putting her hand on top of the table, so that it was touching Regina's and squeezed it gently.