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When Regina entered the bedroom in only her underwear after her shower, the first thing she noticed was the position her wife was in. She was sitting in the middle of the bed with her legs crossed, holding her belly and a mask of discomfort adorning her face.

She lowered the towel she was using to dry her shoulder-length hair and approached the bed. "Everything alright?"

The blonde replied with a hum and opened one eye to regard the almost naked woman. "Your daughters decided to use my liver and kidneys as a football." She cringed. "Mind talking to them? They seem to kick harder whenever I do."

The brunette lay sideways on the bed and motioned for the other woman to do the same before she started soothingly rubbing her stomach. "Are you insinuating that I'm so boring I put them to sleep?" She teased.

The younger woman snorted. "I'm saying that your voice calms them down."

"Mhm, I'm sure." She changed positions so she was facing her wife's bump without stopping her caresses. "Hello darlings." She felt a kick. "I see you are very awake this morning. Are you excited for today?" She said in a happy tone causing the little kicks to get harder and faster and the brunette chuckled as the blonde shot her a 'you are making it worse' look. "Your mommies are going to get you so many things." The kicks settled down as the brunette's tone softened. "Yes, yes we are. We are going to spoil you so much." A throat cleared and Regina playfully rolled her eyes. "Okay, I am going to spoil you so much." She clarified even though both women knew they were both going to be suckers for the little ones.

She covered the younger woman's stomach in kisses before she started humming a song as the blonde ran her fingers through damp locks sighing joyfully. "They are just repositioning now." After a few minutes passed and the brunette finished the song she turned her head resting it on her wife's belly and found that the blonde was staring at her.

"What?"

Emma smiled. "I am so in love with you."

"Yeah?" The older woman said and moved again so she was lying face to face with the blonde.

"Yeah." She bit her lip and with a bit of effort and lots of leg power she managed to straddle her wife's lap. "Let me show you how much." She leaned down as much as she could to kiss the brunette who raised her head to meet her in the middle.

"I am very much in love with you, too."

XXX.

"Okay, so what else do we need?" Asked the taller woman as they entered the baby store.

They had moved to the new house a couple of weeks back and had already painted the nursery, bought and built the cribs and dressers.

Emma stood on the doorway of the room they had designated to be the nursery with her hands supporting her lower back. It was wide and had three tall windows that faced the backyard.

David, Maggie and Walsh, who had completed his transfer and was now a permanent resident of their town, had been over the whole weekend helping the younger couple move into their new home and organize everything as Emma and Zelena were made to sit still on the recently furnished living room.

She felt the brunette approaching before she hugged her from behind. "I was thinking pink." She felt Regina making a face and she rolled her eyes. "Not like pink, pink. More like different shades of crepe pink. With chocolate brown."

There was silence until the older woman chuckled. "Darling, I have no clue of what you are talking about."

The blonde hummed. "I'll make you a sketch and you can tell me what you think."

Needless to say that the brunette loved the idea and so the next week was spent painting the room. The walls were painted pink, top half a light shade, and top half a darker one with a brown stripe dividing both, which made a nice contrast with the dark hardwood floor.

The next weekend after the paint was dry, was spent buying furniture. They managed to find two identical cribs the same brown shade Emma had imagined, adorned with pink baby sheets and ribbons. Two medium sized dressers, one with a built in changer, a rocking chair, a single love seat the same cream shade as the curtains and a plush rug they placed in the middle of the room.

Emma sat on the loveseat that was in between the cribs against a wall as Regina finished setting up a small pink lamp on top of a dresser. When the brunette turned to her wife she noticed that her eyes were brimming with tears and she rushed to her side. "Hey, what's wrong?" She asked cupping the other woman's cheek.

The blonde gave a watery chuckle. Freaking hormones. "This is really happening." She said as if her round, small watermelon shaped stomach wasn't confirmation enough. They both looked around the room. "Now what?"

Regina stood straighter with her hands on her hips, a huge smile on her face and a glint in her eyes. "Clothes. Lots of baby clothes."

And that's how they found themselves strolling into the baby store a few days later.

"Other than baby clothes." Said the blonde before Regina could open her mouth to answer the first question.

The brunette rolled her eyes. "Bottles, diapers, wipes, wraps, carriers, car seats, pacifiers, bassinets for our bedroom. Clothes." The latter said with much more enthusiasm.

Emma laughed and shook her head. "Okay, okay. Go browse the clothes, I'll pick the smaller things and I'll go find you after so we can get the rest together." The brunette almost squealed and kissed her wife before disappearing into the tiny clothes isles.

She grabbed a cart and started walking around. "Let's start with the diapers, shall we?" She said in the general direction of her stomach, not really expecting an answer.

XXX.

It had been around half hour since they parted and the blonde had yet to join her so Regina decided to look for her instead.

She imagined Emma had got caught up with the all the things in the store, but the last thing she expected was to find a bleached blonde laughing with a hand on her wife's bump. Why was this person touching her wife? Why was she laughing and who had given her permission to touch her daughters? Well, Emma, obviously. But still. It was unacceptable as far as she was concerned.

She took a deep breath and approached the women with a fake grin adorning her face.

Emma smiled genuinely the second she saw her wife. "Hey, babe. I was just talking about you."

Regina placed her hand on the other woman's lower back possessively. "Hey yourself, darling. All good things I hope."

"Always." Her smile broadened, seemingly oblivious to her wife's attitude. "This is Shelley. She works here, she was showing me the different types of bottles when these two started kicking like crazy."

The other blonde's hand had yet to move and it took all of Regina's willpower not to rip the arm off. "You have quite the active pair right here." She said with a smile that faltered a bit when she met the brunette's murderous gaze and slowly removed her hand.

Emma rested her head on her wife's shoulder. "I was just telling her that your voice seems to be the only thing to make them settle down."

Regina hummed without taking her eyes off the other woman.

The younger blonde shifted uncomfortably. "Right. Uhm- it was nice to meet you both." She smiled a little before addressing the other blonde. "Emma, just come looking for me if you need anything."

"Sure thing." She replied and after the younger woman was gone she nuzzled her wife's neck. "You scared her away, babe." She mumbled against the warm skin.

The brunette scoffed and wrapped her arms around the other woman. "I don't like people touching you. Didn't you see the way she was looking at you?"

"Babe, she wasn't looking at me in any way. She was probably thinking I look like a whale."

"You certainly do not. Have you seen you? You look more beautiful than ever. You are glowing and haven't gained an ounce of fat in that sexy body of yours." She smiled mischievously. "You just look like you swallowed a coconut whole."

Emma snorted and playfully swatted her wife's arm. "You are biased. And you are supposed to say those things."

"Maybe, but I mean them."

The blonde lifted her head to see if her wife was telling the truth and all she saw was sincerity and awe in chocolate eyes. "You have nothing to worry about." She looked down to red lips. "I am yours only. We are." She whispered.

The brunette wasted no time claiming pink lips with her own. She sighed and they got lost in each other until another couple and a curious toddler walked past them clearing their throats loudly, which caused for them to end their kiss and burst out laughing.

The younger woman intertwined their fingers together and tugged a little. "Come, show me all the things you picked out, knowing you, it was the whole aisle."

Regina's excitement returned full force. "Oh, Ems, they have these little ballerina onesies…"

XXX.

After Emma's 28th week doctor's appointment, Zelena called to invite them over for dinner, so they headed home, Emma showered and took a nap before getting some work done while Regina did some paperwork. Even after she had quit, the company kept reaching out for her as a consultant.

Apparently the new administration wasn't as good without her there to run the show, but she had vowed that this time around nothing would tear her away from her family, meaning she only took the time when Emma was busy to be busy herself.

As expected, they arrived a little early as Regina's insistence that being on time was already late.

The brunette helped Walsh finishing dinner as the pregnant ladies were sent to sit and relax. Emma protested that she was pregnant not invalid but agreed when the redhead called for her from outside the kitchen.

"I want to show you something." Said the older woman as she wobbled up the stairs and the blonde followed her to a room.

"Wow. This is beautiful Zee." She said in wonder as she took in the jungle themed nursery.

The walls were painted different shades of green, imitating foliage, and from behind the huge oak crib there was a painted tree with branches covered in leaves that followed all the way up the ceiling with animal teddies scattered all over the room.

"Don't be modest, it was your idea after all."

"I just gave you a suggestion when you mentioned you wanted green. This? This is all you."

"She's right, sis." Said the brunette from the doorway as she approached Emma to wrap her arms around her. "It is beautiful, and it suits you." The redhead smiled. "Dinner is ready." She gave her wife a kiss behind the ear and interlaced their fingers together and walked downstairs.

Once at the table and food was served, they ate and talked about everything and nothing. Walsh's work and how he was adapting, their new houses, jobs and of course, baby stuff.

When they finished, the only man in the room started clearing the dishes and the older woman spoke. "There was actually another reason for this dinner. I- we wanted to ask you-" She looked at her husband who placed a hand on her shoulder and smiled down at her. "If you wanted to be Nathan's godmothers."

The blonde was surprised to say the least; she knew she and Zelena had become really good friends during the past few months and that they were sisters in law, but to be asked to become such a big part on their son's life after knowing each other for such a short time, was a huge honor.

The brunette on the other hand was expecting it and was thrilled. She got up from her chair and went to give her sister a hug. "Yes! Of course. We'd be honored." She turned to her wife who nodded dumbly.

"I- Yes. We'd love to."

"Great! Now, why don't you come sit with me on the living room while these two finish cleaning up?"

The blonde looked at both brunettes. "Are you sure you don't need any more help? I can-" Her wife silenced her with a soft kiss.

"Don't worry about it, darling. We've got it." She winked and got back to clearing the table.

Emma nodded and walked into the living room followed by the red head. "I can't wait for these two to get here but I love not doing the dishes." She chuckled.

"I know what you mean I-" Her sentence was cut abruptly and she grabbed the younger woman's arm, which caused her to turn around.

"Zelena? Are you okay? What's wrong?" She met the other woman's eyes before wide baby blues looked down making the sea-green ones follow to the small puddle that was between the woman's legs.

"I believe my water just broke."

"I- Okay. Just-Uhm. Breathe. Gina? Walsh?" The blonde called out and her wife was the first to answer and she appeared in the room.

"Yes, dear? What is it?"

"We kind of have a situation here."

The brunette looked down to where the other women were starring down. "Oh, my god."

"What's going on?" Said Walsh as he walked into the room. "Oh."

The only thing that was heard after that was a loud thud as he passed out.

"For heaven's sake, why does he keep doing that?" The older woman groaned frustrated with her partner's reaction and because her contractions were starting.

The younger couple looked at each other as if trying to figure out to do next since the new father-to-be was obviously indisposed at the moment. "What do you need us to do?" Asked the younger sister, rushing to their side.

"Babe, why don't you take her to the hospital and I'll wait until daddy here wakes up and drive us there."

"Are you okay with that?"

"Yes, yes. He'll be up in a bit. Let's do this."

"Can you walk?"

The woman moaned in discomfort as a stronger contraction hit her. "For now."

"Okay, let's go." She grabbed her sister's hands to help her walk to the car but before she turned to her wife. "I'll see you in a bit, darling."

"Yes, you will. Now, go." She kissed her goodbye before the sisters walked out the door.

She glanced and the man sprawled over the floor. "Now, how the hell do I wake you up?"

XXX.

Following a series of body shakes and soft slaps to the face, Walsh woke up and they rushed to the hospital, and after several promises of not passing out again, Regina gladly agreed to let him take her place.

Now, hours later, she was sitting on the waiting room with Emma who had fallen asleep a while earlier with her head resting on her shoulder.

Zelena was progressing slowly and the brunette didn't want to go anywhere until her nephew was born and Emma insisted on staying as well.

"Mm." The blonde stirred.

"Hello there, sleepyhead."

Emma smiled sleepily. "Hey yourself, beautiful."

"You okay? Are you sure you don't want me to take you home?" She said against blonde hair before Emma sat up a bit straighter.

"Yeah, I'm good. The munchkins are bouncing on my bladder though." She rubbed her eyes. "I'm sure. I'll wait here with you as long as there's a bathroom and a vending machine." She grinned. "I'm craving apple juice so bad right now." She sighed.

Regina rolled her eyes playfully. "Of course you are, darling." She moved a bit so she could talk to her daughters as the blonde ran her hand through dark locks.

She was whispering sweet nothings to Emma's stomach when she felt the hand that was playing with her hair stop and the body next to her tense completely.

"Emma?" When she looked up, sea-green eyes were starring blankly straight ahead making chocolate brown eyes follow, just to be met by equally dark eyes looking back at her.

"Regina?"

"Mother." The older woman went to take a step forward but Regina held the hand that wasn't holding her wife's up. "I assume you are here for Zelena, but if you'll excuse us-" She and Emma stood. "I'd rather not be in the same room as you."

They went to walk away but Cora cleared her throat. "Actually, I was hoping I could speak to Emma. Alone."

Regina scoffed. "Like I'm going to let that happen after everything you've done."

Emma was biting her lip after she regained her composure. "I think we should hear what she has to say."

Cora gave her a small thankful smile and Regina, after looking intently at her mother for a few seconds, let out a deep breath. "Very well, let's have it. But I am not going anywhere so start talking."


So, there's that.