Grace looked over her papa's shoulder at the ring and gasped, "She'll love that!" Four glittering emeralds topped an elaborate diamond-studded silver band. "It'll suit her, I think."

"What'll suit who?"

Grace squeaked and both she and Jefferson whipped around to face the unexpected – and unsuspecting –presence in the shop. Zelena never comes in here! Except she was here now. How? She narrowed her eyes, looking suspiciously over her shoulder at Rumplestiltskin.

He smirked happily, even going so far as to wink conspiratorially at her. She merely shook her head with a roll of her eyes and turned her attention back to Jefferson and Zelena as her papa stepped towards his true love and extended the ring box.

"I was hoping this would suit you."

Zelena's eyes widened and whatever else Jefferson had been planning was cut off as she cried out a glad "yes" and threw her arms around his neck before kissing him soundly.

Good grief, is everyone going to do this much PDA today?

Apparently so, because the next thing Grace knew, she was enfolded into Zelena's arms as well, and she could feel the excitement radiating off of her soon-to-be stepmother. She laughed into the redhead's shoulder and Zelena laughed aloud, giddy as a child as she moved from hugging Grace to throwing her arms around… Rumplestiltskin.

Zelena froze, realizing what she'd done, before she slowly withdrew her arms. Then Rumplestiltskin did something miraculous. He gave her a small smile and patted her on the arm, offering, "Congratulations, dearie."

Zelena beamed, whispering, "Thanks."

He nodded and she went back to Jefferson, taking his hand as the two of them walked towards the door of the pawnshop. They stopped two steps from leaving when Zelena asked Jefferson, "What do you think of the idea of having a little get together tonight at Granny's to celebrate?"

"'Get together'?" he repeated nervously.

"The dirty dozen, the Charmings, the Holts, Hook and Milah, and Henry," Zelena replied.

"'The dirty dozen'?" Grace repeated in confusion.

Zelena grinned. "Baelfire started it, I heard. That's what we've decided we're going to call everyone you gave a rose to yesterday."

"Do you understand that movie reference, Mum?" she asked cautiously.

"We watched it last night while you were with Will and Annie," Jefferson supplied before turning back to his fiancée. "I guess if you want to, you'd better get started calling people."

Zelena kissed him on the cheek, saying, "Thanks!" She turned to Mr. Gold, asking, "Will you and Belle come?"

"I'll ask her; she'll probably want to."

Zelena grinned and disappeared out the door after asking Grace if she wouldn't mind getting the news to Anastasia and Will.

"I'll even kill two birds with one stone and tell Ruby at the same time," Grace promised, leaving beside Zelena and heading in the direction of the diner.

Maybe she should be worried about telling her papa's first wife that he had just gotten engaged, but she wasn't. They were going to act like adults and get along, apparently, and dealing with Zelena's presence was going to have to be a part of that. Somehow she knew that it would be okay… that they all would be.

Hers was a broken, disconnected family with branches that were starting to take twists and turns as confusing as Henry's family tree, but she didn't mind – not at all. Somewhere between her desperate shyness and Paige's extroversion, there was a young woman who wanted nothing more than a secure group of friends, and she'd gotten far more in that area than she'd anticipated. And now that she was determined to love these people – every one of them – the thought made her so happy she nearly skipped her way to the diner.

Unexpected hands encircled Grace's waist the moment she stepped into the diner later that night, pulling her close from behind as her favorite voice said, "Hey there, stranger. I haven't seen you much since Anastasia showed up."

"You've seen me three times at least since Friday and it's only Tuesday," Grace refuted, turning in Henry's arms to lace her hands behind his neck with a smile.

"I missed you anyway," he declared. "I know you've had a lot going on, and I don't like not knowing how you're doing."

"I am doing wonderfully," she promised him. "Papa and Zelena are engaged, Mama's here – and not actually a bad person, I might add – Da's fun, I have been informed that I have the – and I quote – 'dirty dozen' of parents…" she smiled lovingly, finishing, "And then there's you."

"There's always me," Henry promised her, giving her a quick kiss.

"And I love you for it," she said, kissing him again.

Suddenly Henry yelped and jerked back, a hand flying to the back of his head as he turned to see Will walking innocently away behind them. Grace tried and failed to hold back a laugh as she realized that the thief had hit her true love upside the head for kissing his stepdaughter.

Henry made a face as he turned back to her, muttering, "And there's a dozen of these?"

"I'm pretty sure they wouldn't all do that – Daddy, Dad, Father, Pop; they're all your family too. Even Papa sort of puts up with you now."

"What about the mothers?"

"Well, let's see," she grinned. "Mother, Mommy, Ma; they won't bother you about us. I don't even think Mum will, for that matter."

"Maybe not, but Aunt Z is just my aunt; she's your stepmother, plus I wouldn't put it past Anastasia or even Belle to flay me alive if I hurt you."

Grace nearly laughed out loud at the idea of Belle "flaying" anyone, answering flippantly instead, "Then don't hurt me."

"Never," Henry promised, stealing a third kiss.

Someone made a noise of protest at the bar behind them, and they turned to the sound in time to see Baelfire slap Will on the shoulder and promise dryly, "You'll get used to them eventually."

"It's payback for having to be around you and Mama this morning," Grace informed Will tartly, kissing Henry on the cheek just because she could.

But Henry and Grace's moment of feeling alone in the room had ended and she looked around the room for her people. Archie, Bae, and Will, were at the bar, along with Grace's step-uncle, Sean. Ruby, Granny, Ashley, and Anastasia were all behind the counter, laughing and chatting as they worked. Belle, Rumplestiltskin, Arabella, Neal, and Emma were at a table. Regina, Daniel, Jefferson, and Zelena were at another table. Hook, Milah, Kathryn, and Frederick – four people who had become like aunts and uncles to Grace – were at another table with Snow and Charming, who were, in essence, grandparents of a sort to her and Henry both. And Henry, always Henry, standing right there at her side.

All of these people had shown up to support Jefferson and Zelena in their engagement, and there were a lot of people here. They were everywhere, she realized, overwhelmed with a sense of awe once again as she looked at Jefferson once again. She had come a long way since being a little girl with no family but her papa, and she had found a marvelous family along the way. It was a broken family in a way, made up of broken people – because all of them were at least a little scarred in their own way – but still good…

Grace smiled, leaning into Henry's side and feeling right at home surrounded by the family that her heart – and not always just her blood – had chosen for her.

Oh man... last chapter in the series! Thanks for sticking with me through the whole thing! I hoped you enjoyed it as much as I did!