A/N This is the first of the 3 epilogue I decided to post them all but separate them out. They're much shorter than the chapters but I hope you like them. Thanks again to all of you who've read this little story.
After the battle people from all over Storybrooke found their way to Granny's to hear the story of Queen Snow White's grandson's rescue from the evil witch Cora from Henry himself. Henry was loving the attention, finally able to tell his own fairytale complete with happy ending. Someone once said 'history is written by the victors' and he knew they had certainly been the victors today but he told the story exactly as it happened even if it meant sharing some of his own bad choices. He knew first hand the problem with one-sided stories and though he was sure his tale would be simplified in time, for now he wanted everyone to know the truth.
Emma and Regina opted for a more quite spot in the back of the dinner having had more than enough excitement for a lifetime. They ate in silence neither really knowing what to say and afraid of making things awkward with small talk. Finally during Henry's third recounting of the events Regina broke the silence.
"Would you like to step outside for a moment?" she asked.
Emma nodded more than willing to leave the now cramped diner. They walked together, once again silence settled over the two and only when they stopped did they notice at some point they had linked arms.
"Emma…" Regina began, "I really would like to thank you for saving my life."
Emma studied the other woman. There was no trace of mockery or sarcasm, just gratitude. "Well, you saved me first."
"Anyone would have saved you, the hero, the white knight, the lost princess -"
"But it wasn't just anyone, it was you, you saved me."
Regina smiled and a blush spread onto her cheeks. It was an unusual feeling for her but not an unwelcome one. "Perhaps we could start over?"
"No… I don't think that would work." Emma scrunched her face and shook her head.
"And why not?" Regina sounded shocked and more like her mayoral persona, she was not expecting her request to be met with a refusal.
"Because that would make really weird if I did this," Emma leaned in and kissed Regina. As their lips met the world around them stopped for a moment and even though there was no pulse of light or anything like that, there was only one word to describe the moment, it was magic.