Chapter 20: Love, Peace, and Miracles

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(Emma's POV)

We wait for Weaver to show, anxious to reveal Robin's confession. I'm surprised about how calm I feel about this. I would have thought that I would've wanted to kill him with my own hands but I don't. I know he will get what he deserves and I know that hurting him myself won't change my situation. I'm just happy it was me who was shot and not Regina or Henry, now that I don't think I could have handled.

And now that we have his confession, I feel at peace. I know that Jefferson, Cora, and Robin won't cause any more trouble in Storybrooke. At least not for a very long time.

The door opens and Regina squeezes my hand. "Hello, ladies. So you said you had something important to discuss?" Weavers asks as he sits in his chair across from us.

Regina speaks, "You said you needed a confession to proceed. Well...here it is." She pulls out her cell and presses play. Weaver listens closely. When it's finished, he says nothing. He seems off.

"What is it?" I ask.

"Remember when I said someone here was playing bad cop?" We nod. "Well, I was right. That name that Robin mentioned, Jefferson Hatter, he works in one of the offices here. Long story short he mostly handles paperwork. He knew about Robin's interrogation and warned him. Which means Robin was probably the one who left the tip and Jefferson was the one who planted the gun into Cora's home. Turns out Robin isn't as loyal as he was, though considering he threw him right under the bus in this confession."

Weaver pulls out his phone calling one of officers to grab Jefferson immediately. I can't help but turn around and look through the glass office windows to see if the man responsible passes by.

"Emma?" Regina says but I ignore her. I have to see him. I wait and wait and I assume that maybe he was taken out a different way. Just as I'm about to turn around, I see him. It's like everything's in slow motion. Two officers have a hand on each arm which are behind his back and push him forward, his face is angry. Then, then he turns towards me and my breath hitches. Those eyes...how did I forget those eyes full of darkness?

I run down the hill, curious as to why the horses were freaking out so badly. Probably just strangers getting too close. I suppose there aren't too many horses in Storybrooke. I reach them but there's no one around.

I frown as I pet one of their noses, a failed attempt to calm them down from whatever was bothering them.

Suddenly I hear the sound of leaves, like someone was stepping on them and crunching them under their shoes.

I freeze because for some reason, I get a really bad feeling. I swallow hard. It's probably just some animal scurrying through...hopefully. I turn my head towards the sound behind me and I see a black ski mask and crazy eyes. Eyes that were so bright in color but dark everywhere else. Then I hear it, so loud. Bam! Then darkness.

I try to get my breathing under control as the memory comes back to me. He narrows his eyes before turning back towards the front again, disappearing from my view.

I didn't even have time to react that day, he just came out of nowhere.

Regina rubs my arm, "Oh Emma, it's okay. He's going to be gone now for a long time. It's okay, baby." I lean into her to try and calm down, biting my lip to fight back the tears from escaping my eyes.

"So what about Robin?" Regina asks as she rubs my head with her fingertips.

"I've notified Boston Police so they should be on their way to his apartment now. Well done for this. I can't thank you enough for what you did, especially considering the risks involved."

Gina nods, "Of course. I'm just glad this is done. Are you ready, Emma?"

I nod, "Yes. Let's go home." I smile up at her because it was over. Finally.

XX

At dinner, Regina brings something up that was quite surprising. "Wait you wanna get married in a few months? I thought we were planning this very slowly and...precisely."

She shakes her head, "Emma, I almost lost you. I don't want to wait anymore, I want to marry you now, my love."

I smile brightly at her, "Well how could I say no to something like that? I can't wait to make you my wife."

Henry grins, "This is so great! Wait, wait so which one of you is going to walk down the aisle?"

I snort, "Um Henry, did you not hear what you just asked, obviously Gina has to."

Regina grabs my hand, "Not necessarily. How cool would it be if we like decked out your wheelchair and you're graciously pushed down the aisle to me?" Her eyes gleam.

I chuckle, "You've put a lot of thought into this haven't you?"

"Of course!"

I shrug, "Well that's fine by me. My parents can each grab a handle and wheel me down there. And Henry, you of course will bring us the rings."

"Yes!" He cheers to himself. I love our boy's support.

We sat around the table for hours that evening, dinner barely touched as our excitement grew from all of the planning. I never thought I'd be the type to get so damn ecstatic when it comes to planning a wedding but with these two by my side, I couldn't be any happier.

The next day we learn that Robin fled his apartment so the police are still out searching for him. At first my stomach sinks at the thought but Robin is a coward so I'm not too worried about it. I doubt he could have gotten far anyways.

About a week later though, he was found staying in a junky motel just outside of Boston. Him and Cora were accessories to an attempted homicide so they both got 2 years. Jefferson got 12 years with the possibility of parole.

Regina decided she wanted to take her home back and we did just that. We moved into the mansion that was once so intimidating. But now that we are actually in here, we've made it so much more welcoming. I love it! There were so many rooms to play around with. I even made one my own personal gym.

I continue to go to physical therapy day after day, pushing myself probably harder than I should. But I have a goal in mind. It's probably stupid and impossible but it keeps me going strong. I want to actually walk down the aisle and I want it to be a surprise.

For a while, I felt nothing. But just a few days ago, I began to actually gain back a little bit of feeling! It was one of the happiest moments of my life. I can wiggle my toes now. I often try to lift my legs up on my own but it's quite difficult and I lose my breath very quickly. I just don't think I'm there yet. It's very strange and frustrating but I'm determined to try and gain back my ability to walk. And I have about two more months until the wedding.

As hard as it has been, I haven't told anyone about my progress except Elsa and my parents. Regina and Henry still believe I am where I was at the beginning of therapy. Oh god, I want to tell them! But I want to shock them completely at the wedding. Or at least try.

(Regina's POV) Wedding Day

My heart beats fast in my chest as the finishing touches are applied to my hair. Emma is going to be my wife. I just can't believe how far we've come. I started off as the girl who had a massive crush on her girl best friend. I always believed it was only a one-sided thing. And I feared that my mother would hurt me because of it. And she did. But we were still brought together because no, it was not one-sided. She loved me just as much then, maybe even more.

"Hair and makeup are finished!" The stylist, Anne, says smiling at her work. I turn around to look in the mirror and smile too. She made everything just as I imagined in my head. Elegant waves for my shorter hair and a pale pink flower crown to top it off. My makeup accented the flower crown, light shadow but bold lashes. My dress was made of white lace at the top and for the sleeves and white chiffon for the skirt part. It was long sleeved and had a slightly plunging neckline. I felt like a princess in it.

After my dress in on, I slip into my simple white heels and look into the mirror, my breathing becoming more noticeable as the nerves creep into my stomach. I'm getting married to my dream girl. I smile and blink away the wetness in my eyes. I refuse to cry so damn soon.

I enter the church, standing beside Elsa in her baby pink bridesmaid dress.

"You look stunning, Regina." Elsa says, squeezing my hand.

I smile brightly at her, "Thank you, Elsa. You do as well, I'm so glad you're here." I've gotten pretty close to her over the last two years. She was now someone very special to me.

But now I stare straight ahead, I couldn't focus on anything other than my breathing. God, why was I so nervous? And then the traditional wedding tune begins to play and I can't help but lick my lips with anticipation. Everyone stands, turning towards the large wooden doors.

Elsa's 8 year-old cousin comes in first, throwing multiple petals of all kinds of colors down the aisle. She looked precious with her shy eyes and small smile.

And then there she was, my absolutely beautiful bride. Emma's hair was in luscious waves with a matching flower crown, although hers was white. She's wearing an all white suit that was extremely sexy on her. It had both masculine and feminine touches to it. She smiles at me, and I smile back. I feel my eyes water as she gets closer to me.

She's pushed by her parents like we discussed who wear proud smiles on their faces. I was so happy to be apart of their family.

They are almost to me when suddenly, they slow down. David looks at Mary Margaret who gives him a small nod. Then Emma looks like she's attempting to get out of her wheelchair and my breath stops.

She stands with shaky arms and then shaky legs. Her legs...they moved! She takes one small, slow step towards me. Then another. I start walking towards her because I needed to have her in my arms, she is actually walking! She takes one more step before starting to shake and fall but I reach her in time and keep her up in my arms.

Tears fall from my eyes, "You did it."

She wipes one of my tears, "I wanted to surprise you. I love you and you helped me do this. You give me strength." I rub her cheek, tempted to kiss her. But I knew that might spoil the actual kiss of the evening. She settles back into her wheelchair and we head to the front together. I stand in front of her and grab her hands.

The priest also has wet eyes, as well as many others in the pews. "We are gathered here today to celebrate the union of Emma and Regina in marriage. Their love is powerful and rare and although it hasn't always been easy, they have learned from each other and grown to better understand each other despite what troubles they have faced. May you both continue to learn from each other, laugh with each other, and love each other. Because love, true love, is the most powerful feeling in the world. God bless you both." He nods to me first.

Emma squeezes me shaky hands, "Emma Swan, I've loved you since the beginning. But I was just afraid of everything. My mother made things hard for me and convinced me to go away. When I found my way to you again long after that, I knew instantly that I never stopped loving you. And yeah it was hard at first but you still gave me a chance."

I put one hand on my heart, "And that I am incredibly grateful for. That's something that makes you so extraordinary. Your heart is so good no matter what life throws at us. And it has thrown us a lot. We've made it through the threats and hate of my mother, my crazy ex, and you getting shot. But despite all of that, look at where we are and how happy we are. I know I can make it through anything with you by my side. I love you so much." Emma beams back at me and dabs a tear from my cheek.

"And I love you. I knew I did when we were young as well but I never imagined you'd feel the same way. When you disappeared from my life, I was heart broken for a very long time. When I finally started dating other people, I never felt anything. I was almost convinced that I wasn't meant to be with anyone ever. But it turns out it was because I was meant to be with you.

You brought such happiness and warmth into my life that I didn't even know I was missing. You make me stronger, Regina. With my accident...you helped me get through it and not fall into dark places. You're amazing and I am so happy to have you in my life." I sniffle and try not to fall at kind words.

We both look to the priest. He smiles and looks towards Henry, "May we have the rings please?"

Henry nods with a grin and brings the wedding bands up, "Thank you, sir."

"Do you, Regina, take Emma to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love and cherish her, to honor her and protect her, in sickness and in health for as long as you both shall live?"

"I do." I slide the ring onto her finger. Oh god, Emma looks like an angel.

"And do you, Emma, take Regina, to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love and cherish her, to honor her and protect her, in sickness and in health for as long as you both shall live?"

"Damn right I do." I chuckle at her answer as well as some of the guests. After my ring is on my finger, we join hands once more.

"By the power vested in me by the State of Maine, I now pronounce you wife and wife. You may now kiss one another."

We lean in eagerly and when we kiss I feel that my face is full of emotion. I can't believe we are officially married. We pull apart as people cheer and clap for us. Then I wheel Emma down the aisle to our car waiting to take us on our honeymoon. We chose Paris, France. One of the most beautiful and romantic places in the world.

Yeah I could say Emma's accident was hell for me and I'm sure she could say the same about me leaving her when we were young. But we found our way together again, officially now. So this is what it's like - being so happy it's almost overwhelming. Yeah, I could definitely get used to this. I kiss Emma one more time before closing the car door and starting another adventure together.

The End. I love them, ugh. And sorry this update was late! Busy week! Thanks for your feedback you guys, so great :) Don't forget to head over to my new story!