A week ago Emma had been sent to the parole board, she had a chance to put her opinion on why she should get an early release. She had told them about Henry and how Regina was looking after him, and how eager she was to become a mom to her son. She told them about the work she had done organizing the neglected library, and the book club she had started and that she was going to hand over to her friend, Cameron if she were to be released.

The board, that consisted of five people, had listened intently. They already had all the facts of Emma's sentence and the trial against Fin. After the meeting had ended and Emma had gone back to her cell, they had talked about their decision. Their decision was easy really, the blonde hadn't had any bad behavior in the year she had been at the prison and she had done more than enough to contribute.

The next morning, Emma's counselor had called her into his office and told her the good news. They had a brief conversation about the money Emma had earned whilst working in the prison and what her conditions of parole were.

The blonde had wasted no time in making a mental note of all the things she was sure she had missed out on in the past year, but the thing at the top of any list she had made over the last twelve months was always the same; Henry.

The days passed by, and each morning the blonde woke up knowing she was one day closer to holding Henry in her arms, one day closer to seeing Regina again. But when the day of her release came, the blonde suddenly became nervous. Questions ran through her mind; what if she wasn't a good mom? What if Henry didn't like her? What if Regina didn't want to be her friend anymore? All the questions were trivial, she knew that, yet she she couldn't help but run through all the different scenarios regarding each one.

After filling out her release paper work, Emma was ready to leave. Her nerves were getting the better of her and she found herself in the toilet cubical of the prison. Cameron had come to say bye to the blonde and it felt like the past 6 months were blinding her, stopping her from leaving. Cameron was the only woman, aside from Regina, who had stood by Emma without a motive or hurting her in the long run. Emma hated to admit that she felt bad for leaving Cameron by herself, God knows what would happen to the girl. After composing herself, she headed back to the visiting room where her only friend was waiting for her. There were a few others there too, someone else was getting released also.

"I don't wanna see you back 'ere, Swan," Cameron said. "I'll beat your ass if you do."

"We both know I'd win," Emma shot back with a smirk.

It was like many other unwritten rules between them; no emotions. But Cameron couldn't help but pull her friend in for a bone crushing hug, and when she did she saw the only two people she was sure her friend loved in the whole world.

"There's someone 'ere to see you, Swan," she whispered.

Regina didn't even need to set her alarm for that morning, and Henry didn't need to wake her up. The brunette hadn't been able to sleep because she knew that she would finally get to see Emma again after radio silence for months; aside from the phone call she had received a few days ago. She thought back to the conversation and only one things stood out; Emma voice. She hadn't realized how much she had missed it, how much she had missed her, until the phone call had come.

By 7:30 am, Regina was ready. She had showered, straightened her shoulder length hair, dressed and put her makeup on; she had decided on a casual outfit but she made sure that the blouse had one more button unbuttoned than necessary. When Henry woke up at 8, she fed him his morning feed before getting him ready, Lola never leaving her side. She dressed him in denim blue dungaree's with a t-shirt underneath with I love my mommy printed in big letters; a shirt she had especially bought for today. She put his winter coat over the outfit along with thick socks.

As they drove towards the prison, a route that she had taken many times before, a sense of worry hit Regina. What if Emma wanted to raise Henry on her own? She had become quite attached to him, and the thought of not being in his life after four months made her feel physically sick. She looked over to the passenger seat of her Benz and smiled at the four-month old, in reality he really didn't know what was happening. He was happy reaching out for the toys that dangled in front of him and babbling away to Regina, but she liked to think that he somehow understood that she wasn't his mom. Emma was. She's just be an aunt. A friend of his mothers.

"Are you looking forward to seeing your mommy, Henry?" Regina cooed. She took a brief second to look back at him to see him with the biggest smile she had seen; maybe he did understand in his own, unique way.

The prison came into view and Regina swore that it got darker and gloomier every time she visited, and she was glad she would never have to step back in the goddamned place after today. After parking as close to the reception as she could, Regina unbuckled the car seat and then locked her car. She sighed as she looked at the building in front of her and then down to Henry who was amused to why his toys were suddenly moving.

"Time to get your mom and then we can all go home," she said.

She walked into the reception and explained how she was here for Emma as she was getting released today, and then a guard, the same guard who had told her that Emma wanted no visitors four months ago, took her to the visitation room. When she got there Henry had gone silent, and so had she when she saw Emma and her only friend hugging. She watched as Cameron whispered something to Emma, and then the blonde turned around, her facial expression softening when her eyes met with Regina's.

Regina set Henry's car seat on the table closest to her and she could feel Emma's eyes following her every movement.

"I- is -" Emma stammered.

"Yes," Regina replied, not needing to hear the blondes question to understand what she was asking.

Emma took the two strides that closed the distance between her and her son. Her heart melted at the sight of him; she knew he would have grown, it's what babies do, but she felt like she had missed out on years, not months. All the love she felt for Henry poured out in her salty tears of happiness that had somehow made their way down her pale cheeks.

After fumbling around with the buckle on the seat, Emma pulled Henry into her arms. "Hi, I'm your mommy," she whispered. It was like his birth all over again, she had been waiting for this moment for what felt like an eternity.

Cameron and Regina laughed when all Emma got in return was Henry pulling on her blonde locks and babbling. Emma turned to face her friend, "Cameron, this is Henry Daniel Swan."

Cameron took in the sight of her friend, finally contempt with what she had... it was everything she had ever wanted herself. She moved closer to Emma and Henry and studied the four-month olds face; he was the spitting image of Emma. Her moves were hidden by her real agenda as she leaned into Emma's personal space.

"Don't let her go," she whispered quickly, "she loves you, Swan." And with that Cameron was lead back into the main prison alone.

Emma knew her friend was right, she knew her own feelings towards the brunette but there was also something that was stopping her; a hidden something that she hadn't managed to work out yet. Turning back to face Regina, her own green eyes searched for some kind of confirmation in the dark ones of the older woman.

"Hi," Emma said with a smile. "I don't think I've said 'hi' yet."

"I don't think you have, dear. But hello to you too."

Emma looked to the floor to hide her rising blush on her pale cheeks. "I'm sorry for the total radio silence and -" she said quickly.

Regina's fingers found their way to Emma's chin and tilted her head up so Emma's eye met her own. "Emma, it's fine. We're here together and that's what matters, okay?"

And Regina was right. That's all that did matter; her, Regina and Henry. They were finally together after all this time, and no one could be happier.

"Now, let's get your things and we can all go home," Regina said with a smile.

A/N: So... reunion. What did you think? I don't have to be at work until Friday evening unless I get called in to cover a shift, so I got a lot of time to write. Is there any particular things you wanted to happened between the trio? Like days out or 'family time'? Send me a PM or comment and I'll try and incorporate it into the fic, I got a few ideas for Emma's future, so watch out. Until the next time!