A/N: I've made an amazing discover: Being hopped up on pain meds does wonders for your motivation, that, and vitamin B supplements.
But that's enough about my life!
These two idiots gets fluffy, but there's a bit of a trigger warning towards the very end. It will be a stronger warning in the next chapter, this one is mild though. Prepare yourselves.
ENJOY! Please review they make me feel awesome :D
Two weeks had passed since they revealed their scars to each other, or their physical ones anyway. Two weeks of sharing their life together, not just as two mothers sharing children through an almost unexplainable situation, but as two people who defied all odds and faced all the challenges that stood in their way towards happiness and each other.
Regina couldn't believe it for the first few days. The daughter of the woman she vowed to destroy, the very same woman she had vowed to destroy to keep up her precious curse, the person she had accused of ruining her life several times, had actually stitched all the pieces of her horribly messed up and complicated life back together without a single seam out of place. For the first time, in a very, very long time, Regina's heart felt full, and light, and she was at peace with the whole situation. She felt love coming from all ends of her life. Emma, Henry, and this little bundle of joy she was carrying that, ever since getting together with Emma, she was actually really excited to meet.
Emma was still having some trouble processing how everything could just go from shit to really incredible in a matter of hours. Two weeks in, she would go about her day as usual and then someone would mention Regina or she would talk to the woman or just look at her and stand and stare in awe that that beautiful creature love her and wanted to share her life with her. Sometimes the blonde could just cry, sometimes she actually would, and her heart could physically burst whenever Regina would catch her in those moments and just hold her. It blew her mind how something so unlikely could be so. Damned. Amazing.
She was having one of those moments that morning. 8AM on a Saturday, and she knew this would be the day she'd have to dodge Henry's requests and questions. They had just closed their 16th week of pregnancy and the boy was getting antsy about finding out the gender of the baby. If she were being honest, so was she. But, maybe unlike Henry, she understood that these things took time. But she smiled as she realised that for once time was in abundance for them. They weren't running against the clock and they weren't fighting anything or anyone. They were just waiting for the moment when their family would just get a little bigger. She shifted a little on Regina's-their-bed. They tried to alter who would be the big spoon, and last night was Regina's turn, but Emma couldn't stand not looking at her for another minute, so she turned over and smiled at the sleeping brunette's peaceful face. She shifted closer until her forehead was touching Regina's and she tilted her chin forward to kiss her nose. She chuckled a little at how Regina scrunched up her face in reaction and grumble as she stirred.
"Good morning." Emma said with a smile.
"You need to stop doing that." The former queen grumbled.
"And miss the cute way you scrunch up your face? Never." Emma teased.
"I killed million of people and burned down whole villages I am not cute." Regina said grumpily.
"Yes you are, you are my cute little mass murdering psychopath." Emma joked. Regina rolled her eyes.
"You're lucky I love you, otherwise you'd be crispy right now." She joked back. Emma chuckled.
"Well, lucky me then." She said as she leaned forward and kissed Regina deeply.
"Good morning, my love." Regina hummed with a smile.
"There we go." Emma chuckled. "Good morning."
A series of thuds on their door.
"Mom? Ma?" Henry's voice came muffled through the door.
"Here we go." Emma groaned before pecking Regina on the lips. "Happy 16th week, babe."
"We need to talk about that nickname one of these days." Regina huffed as she pushed herself up on the bed. "Come in Henry!"
Henry came in with a smile on his face and a calendar and a list in his hands. He shuffled in and climbed up on their bed like a little kid holding his Christmas present from Santa and looked at the two of them before he looked down at the calendar.
"So how's Monday looking for you guys?" he asked.
"What?" Regina asked, still a little groggy.
"Henry…"
"Or I guess I could wait till Wednesday, Tuesday's pretty full cause I have soccer after school and you guys said we could go out for pizza after…" Henry rambled on.
"What on earth is he talking about?" Regina asked the blonde. "Emma translate your son's ramblings to me."
Emma chuckled and shook her head before snatching the calendar from Henry's hands.
"Hey!"
"Kid, calm. Down." Emma said slowly.
"But you said 16 weeks!" Henry said.
"I said between weeks 16 and 20. That's four weeks. Besides." She looked at him pointedly. "We just hit week 16 today."
"So the time's perfect to plan it all!" He insisted.
"I'm so lost." Regina huffed.
"He wants to pick a date to book the ultrasound appointment where we find out the gender." Emma explained.
"Okay so how about next week-"
"We can't rush this!"
"But we need to know!"
"You need to know because you made it your mission to name this kid." Emma teased her son.
"I just wanna help!"
"How about you carry it for a couple of weeks?" Regina suggested sarcastically.
"Gross. I don't have a…a…whatever it is you women have that lets you have babies. I'm a boy. I don't have that." Henry said. Emma fell back on the bed laughing, the mattress bouncing under her weight and movement. Regina just rolled her eyes.
"Well regardless." She sighed. "You both are arguing for nothing I already made the appointment."
"You did?!" Emma and Henry asked at the same time. Henry with an excited look on his face and a little bounce on the mattress.
"Yes, I did." Regina said. "I called Whale last week, and he asked me a few questions about symptoms and such and he estimated that we should be able to find out the gender very soon. So I made an appointment with him this Wednesday at 3:30PM."
"Yes!" Henry punched the air. "Can I come?"
"I timed it that way specifically so that you could join us." Regina said with a smile towards her son.
"Awesome!" Henry said, lunging forward to hug her, but Emma moved to catch most of his weight before he could land fully on Regina.
"Hey! Easy kid…" Emma said.
"Shoot…sorry." Henry said, placing a hand on Regina baby bump, causing the brunette to smile, before he reached up to hug Regina again, gently this time. "Thanks mom."
"No problem at all sweetheart." Regina hugged him back. "I'm very happy you're as excited about this baby as I am."
"This baby's gonna kick every other baby's ass." Henry declared. Emma burst out laughing again.
"Yes well let's not test that theory…ever…shall we?" Regina suggested.
"Fine. But it's true though." Henry said as he moved to get up off the bed. "I'm gonna go tell Grams."
"About the appointment?" Emma asked, a little confused.
"No. That my baby brother or sister is gonna kick her baby's ass." Henry shrugged and walked out of the room as Emma started laughing again.
"He's certainly enthusiastic." Regina chuckled.
"Well I'm glad. Most kids have problems with accepting a new sibling. They can't get over the loss of some of the attention." Emma said.
"I'd like to think Henry is more mature than that." Regina said.
"Sometimes it doesn't even matter." Emma shrugged. "They're okay at first, but then eventually they get annoyed because they feel like they've been left in the dust of the confusion of doctor's appointments and extra shopping trips for supplies and stuff. The parents get a lot more busy and the elder kid feels left out."
"Hmm…" Regina said, narrowing her eyes in thought.
"What's that look?" Emma asked. "That's your thinking look what are you thinking about?"
"I'm thinking…maybe that's why he's so enthusiastic to help?" Regina pondered.
"What do you mean?" Emma asked.
"Like he knows things will get busy and that there isn't much we can do about it. And he doesn't want to get left behind, so he decided that if he joined us in the insanity he wouldn't get forgotten in it." Regina explained her theory. Emma looked at her wide eyed for a moment before looking off into space for a moment to think. "What are you thinking?"
"I'm thinking we have the smartest kid in the world and trying to figure out how I was able to give birth to him." Emma said as if in a daze. Regina rolled her eyes and leaned down over her lover's upper body to kiss her nose.
"You're pretty damn smart yourself, don't sell yourself short, dear." She said.
"Yeah I guess." Emma shrugged. "Still, he probably got most of it from you."
"And what did he get from you?" Regina wondered.
"My dashing good looks." Emma teased.
"I'm sure." Regina teased as she kissed her again. "Do you want to get out of this bed?"
"Only if it's immediately followed by pancakes." Emma said.
"Ugh I'm not particularly in the mood to make a mess of my kitchen." Regina groaned as she fell back on the bed.
"We could go to Granny's." Emma shrugged. Regina gulped and remained quiet, hoping Emma would just forget about the suggestion. "Regina?"
No such luck.
"I don't think that would be such a good idea." Regina said quietly.
"Why?" Emma said, looking up at her.
"Well…" Regina sighed. "It's been a couple of weeks, I'm showing pretty obviously now and I think a few people have already gotten wind of us being together."
"So?" Emma asked.
"So…so the evil queen corrupting the town's precious saviour isn't particularly something everyone will leap for joy about." Regina said and Emma rolled her eyes.
"You're not the evil queen anymore." She said.
"I'm still the bitch that put everyone in this situation." Regina said.
"Where the hell is this coming from?" Emma asked.
"Well…we never really talked about what happened with Leroy." Regina reminded her. Emma rolled her eyes.
"Nothing happened with Leroy, he was a drunk, and when he's a drunk he's an asshole…or, well, more so than usual." Emma shrugged.
"Maybe he was right." Regina sighed.
"He wasn't." Emma stated. "And neither is anyone out there who still thinks you're the evil queen or who thinks you can 'corrupt' me or whatever it is they might think."
"You sound so sure." Regina said, looking at the blonde.
"I am." Emma said with determination in her eyes. "For God's sake Regina you worked your ass off to stop me from going dark."
"I don't think that's the kind of corruption they'd think about." Regina pointed out.
"I don't care what corruption they'd think about or if they thought about it at all to begin with." Emma sighed. "I love you. I couldn't really give much of a damn what anyone else thought."
"While that's very noble of you, Emma…" Regina let out a sad sigh. "It's also very foolish."
"Why?" Emma asked, almost offended.
"Because I-"
"No." Emma shook her head. "No, let me tell you why it's not foolish. Regina you are the most incredible woman I've ever met. You've had everything taken away from you time and time again all your life and you've responded by becoming stronger."
"Stronger? Emma I terrorised people for years."
"Be that as it may." Emma shrugged. "When you for all intents and purposes could have just gone darker than before, could have just unleashed hell on all of us. You didn't. Whether for the town's sake, or Henry's, or your own. You redeemed yourself. You brought yourself over to the side of the heroes. I was meant to be the saviour but I had no clue what I was doing. I was at your mercy for you to teach me magic, you could have totally taken advantage of that, but you didn't."
Regina looked up at the ceiling in silence as Emma's words sank in. But the blonde moved closer and carefully straddled the brunette so that she was in her focus again.
"You could have let me turn dark. But you didn't. You risked yourself to go undercover to stop it from happening. You anchored me when everyone else let me feel like I was floating and you saved me. And now you're giving me what no one else, no matter how hard they tried, ever could. You're my happy ending, Regina." Emma smiled and pressed her forehead against Regina's gently. "You're the mother of my child, my children, and I love you so much. I don't care what anyone else thinks. I want the world to know the I love Regina Mills. Not the evil queen. Because that woman only exists in the past and in the storybook now. You're not her. You're Regina. The person who defied the odds to become the greatest hero I've ever known."
Regina looked up into Emma's eyes, her own filled with unshed tears of joy as her heart clenched in her chest at the blonde's words.
"I love you." Was the only thing the brunette could barely choke out. Emma smiled and leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her lips.
"I love you too. And I want everyone to know that." She said softly.
"Are you sure?"
"I've never been so sure of anything in my life."
"Okay then." Regina sighed.
"Okay?"
"Yes." Regina nodded. "Yes, we can tell people. Maybe not explicitly go around announcing it or put a damn article in the news paper."
"'Emma Swan Declare Regina Mills To Be Love Of Her Life'" Emma quoted "That'd be one hell of a headline."
"It's not happening Swan." Regina warned jokingly.
"You still have Sydney's number?"
"No. Hush." Regina said, pressing a finger to Emma's lips. "We won't announce anything, but we won't hide either. And if someone explicitly asks, yes, we are dating."
"And it is wonderful." Emma said after kissing the tip of Regina's finger.
"Oh, so very wonderful."
The rest of that weekend passed peacefully and blissfully. Both Henry and Emma were happy that they were going out in public all together without hiding anything, Regina still had some nerves about the whole thing, but didn't keep back because of them, simply hoping they would just fade eventually. Nothing major happened that weekend, which was calming to the brunette's anxious mind. She thought maybe this whole thing wasn't that big of a deal to the townspeople and that they could all just go about their lives peacefully.
That didn't mean the general everyday stress was at an end.
Monday came, and with Henry at School and Emma taking the morning shift at the station, Regina decided it was high time she went to the office. Mayoring a town was a far harder task when you were working from home. So, to the surprise of her secretary, Regina walked into her office to find a pile of paperwork a mile high that needed her signatures and approvals, and a list just as long of people who'd requested appointments and meetings with her, including Albert Spencer, or as she better knew him, King George, who had left several messages claiming that she was doing a poor job as mayor, and wished to discuss who would be taking over while she was on what he called her "Unplanned maternity leave." She made a mental note to set fire to the shoes of the person who told him about her state of pregnancy before she slumped into her chair and sighed before she got to work.
She didn't realise it was already noon until her phone rang, startling her. She picked it up and smiled at Emma's picture on her screen before answering it.
"Hello dear."
"Hey." Emma said, a hint of concern in her voice. "Are you okay?"
"What?" Regina asked.
"I just…I keep getting this feeling, I know it's from you but I can't put my finger on it…you're tired? Or stressed out? I don't know for sure but I was a little worried."
"Your concern is heart warming dear. But I'm fine." She sighed. "Just a rather busy day at work, which is to be expected considering I threw aside my responsibilities for quite some time now."
"You want me to bring you lunch?" Emma asked.
"That's very sweet of you dear, but I don't have time for a lunch date today, I do apologise." Regina sighed.
"That's fine. You still need food." Emma pointed out. Regina rolled her eyes and waved her hand over her desk to magic up a turkey Mayo sandwich and a root beer.
"I've got it handled." She answered with a smirk.
"I felt that." Emma chastised.
"You can feel when I use magic now?" Regina asked.
"The kid keeps me in the loop." Emma smirked. "You shouldn't be using so much magic you know."
"Oh what's the worst that could happen?" Regina asked.
She'd regret saying that later when her turkey actually taste like salmon and her root beer smelled less root-like and more actual beer-like. But thankfully she smelled it before she drank any and quickly discarded it, opting for water from the water tower instead. But the most annoying part of the day wasn't that, it was when Spencer called again.
"Madam Mayor, the District Attorney is on the line for you." Came through the office intercom.
"Hold the call and tell him I'll get back to him about the meeting tomorrow." Regina said as she rolled her eyes.
"Yes ma'am." Her secretary said before cutting off the intercom. Regina sighed and thanked her lucky stars. There were a few moments of silence, and Regina's mind was at rest that she'd gotten rid of the pest when her intercom crackled again.
"I'm sorry Mayor Mills, but he's being rather insistent…I can't seem to get away from him." The secretary said, even she sounded annoyed.
"That's alright dear, put the call through." Regina sighed.
"Thank you." The secretary said sincerely before cutting off the intercom and transferring the call. Her office phone rang a moment later and she picked it up.
"Mayor Mills." Regina answered.
"Not for long." Spencer's voice said, causing her to sneer.
"Spencer." Regina practically growled. "As my secretary has just told you, I'll be talking to you tomorrow about the appointment you requested. I am very busy-"
"Clearly, making the saviour your personal pet can take quite some time." Spencer said.
"You keep Emma out of this." Regina growled.
"Oh it's Emma now, is it?" Spencer chuckled.
"What do you want?" Regina demanded, sick of his word games.
"I just wanted to call and let you know ahead of time that you won't be sitting in that mayoral chair of yours for very long." Spencer threatened.
"And what would you want with the title?" Regina asked. "No one ever really listens to the mayor on the things that matter. Ever since the curse broke it's nothing but a formality for petty town issue like funding for renovations to mother superior's office and approving budget reports."
"Yes, the curse, the curse you cast in the first place." Spencer said accusingly. "That curse."
Regina rolled her eyes.
"There's been more than one curse, Spencer, or have you been locked in a closet for the past four years?" Regina asked.
"Mark my words, Your Majesty, you won't be sitting on that throne for much longer." He hissed.
"You mark my words, George." Regina seethed, the old name putting them back to where they were in the enchanted forest. "You'll get elected to office when you walk over my cold. Dead. Corpse."
"That could be arranged, if it wasn't for your fierce family and their penchant for pointing weapons. Quite a handle on the Sheriff you've got there, by the way."
"Emma does her job just fine. The town's been quiet." Regina shrugged, a proud smirk on her face.
"Yes save for the bar fights she instigates and the search parties she has to form to find your unruly son." Spencer accused.
"I said she had the town under control, I didn't say anything about her personally, or our son." Regina said.
"Oh you're a unit now are you?" Spencer asked. "I should have known you'd go soft. If you can fall in love with a stable boy and a forest hermit, why not fall in love with a princess gone wrong?"
"What are you insinuating?" Regina asked.
"I'm insinuating, my dear Regina, that you have a fetish of sorts for tramps and misfits, and it is quite below you." Spencer accused. Regina was fuming.
"That misfit, my dear George, is this town's Saviour, Snow White and Charming's daughter, and, were we still in the Enchanted Forest, your future queen. You'd do well to have some respect before you find yourself at the business end of a fireball." She seethed.
"Oh, making threats are we?" Spencer asked.
"You say what you like to me, George, but you keep my family out of it." Regina said angrily. "Now if you'll excuse me, you've wasted enough of my time."
She hung up with a slam of her phone down in it's place holder and took a deep breath, the energy that was inspired by her anger now fading as the same rage fizzled out. Thankfully, she didn't have long left, and when five o'clock rang, she got up and promptly left the office, bidding her secretary a good night before leaving and heading home.
"Will you stop that?" Henry asked.
"Stop what?" Emma asked, frustration in her voice.
"Your leg, it keeps shaking and it's pissing me off." Henry said.
"Hey watch your tone kiddo." Emma warned.
"What's wrong with you?" Henry asked.
"I just." Emma let out a heavy sigh. "Your mom. I can feel her getting angry about something but I don't know what it is, I've texted her five times and she won't answer, I called her six, her line is busy."
"Have you tried calling her cell phone?" Henry asked.
"Four times. That's when I gave up on that and tried her Office. Her secretary says she's on another call, she won't pick up her direct number." Emma sighed. "This must be one hell of a call if it's getting this kind of reaction, I just want to make sure she's okay."
"Whipped." Henry muttered as she looked back down to his homework.
"Excuse me?" Emma said.
"Nothing, love you ma." Henry saved. Emma rolled her eyes.
"Finish your homework, wise guy, and you give me more lip I'm locking you in one of those cells." She said, pointing to the cells in the station.
"I could nap on the cot." Henry shrugged.
"Don't, you'll kill your back." Emma said.
"How do you know?" Henry asked.
"Your mom had me locked up overnight my first night in town, remember?" Emma reminded him with a smirk. Henry chuckled.
"Man she hated you." He laughed.
"She did." Emma nodded. "Now she can't get enough of me."
"Gross." Henry said, chucking a paper ball at her.
"Knock it off and finish your math." Emma warned again as she threw the paper ball into the trash can across the room.
"How'd you do that?" Henry asked.
"I did my math homework." Emma shot back.
"You did not." Henry said.
"No, but it helps." Emma said before she reached over and gently lowered his head to look back at his textbook. He whined but continued as she stared at the clock and waited until it was time to go home.
When that time finally came, Emma rushed to get home, not even bothering to wait till David came for his shift and rushing Henry out of there and into her bug to get home.
"You're being crazy." Henry said.
"I'll let you know if you're right when I get home." Emma sighed as she stepped on the gas. They arrived at Mifflin street in record time, and Emma sighed in frustration when she found that Regina hadn't even arrived home yet. Henry rolled his eyes at her when she called out Regina's name as soon as they walked through the door and there was no answer.
"Told you." He said.
"Go finish your homework." Emma waved off.
"I did!" he said.
"Even your English essay?" Emma shot back.
"That's not due till Wednesday!" Henry whined.
"Okay I guess we can skip pizza so you can have time to do homework." Emma shrugged.
"No fair, you promised!" He said.
"Yeah but we told you that you needed to have all of the stuff due for Wednesday finished tonight so that you wouldn't have a pile of homework waiting when you got home, tired from soccer and stuffed with your weight in pizza." Emma reminded him of the condition Regina had made that Emma hadn't even thought about until Regina said it.
"Fine." Henry huffed as he trudged up the stairs. Emma rolled her eyes at him and groaned. She just wanted Regina to be home so that she could make sure the brunette was okay.
Her prayers were answered a few minutes later, when an exhausted Regina walked through her front door and she sprang up from the couch and towards her like a puppy excited for his owner to come home.
"Hey." Emma said.
"Hey." Regina said in surprise at Emma's enthusiasm.
"Are you okay?" Emma asked. Regina rolled her eyes.
"I'm…fine. Just tired, it's been a trying day." She sighed.
"Did something happen?" Emma asked curiously.
"Emma…"
"I felt you get angry at some point today." Emma pointed out. Regina sighed, of course, one reason she couldn't lie to the blonde anymore was that Emma felt everything Regina felt.
"It was just an old, bitter, ex-king thinking he can scare me with empty threats." Regina shrugged.
"Threats?" Emma said, her body reacting by taking a defencive stance.
"It's nothing to worry about dear." Regina said, stepping up to Emma and resting her hands on the blonde's, currently stiff, biceps. "He just thinks he can scare me by threatening to take my position as mayor away because of the state I'm in currently."
Emma raised a brow at that but understood what she meant when Regina dropped a hand to her baby bump.
"Bullshit." The blonde hissed.
"Indeed, darling, so there really isn't anything to worry about or get protective over. He just said some things that were meant to annoy me." Regina shrugged. "Some of them worked."
"What did he say?" Emma asked.
"Nothing you need to worry about." Regina shook her head. "It held no weight."
"Are you sure?" Emma asked.
"Positive." Regina nodded.
"Okay." Emma finally relented, relaxing a little. "Why don't you go rest? I'll take care of dinner tonight."
"That's sweet of you dear, though I wouldn't mind if we did it together." Regina said with a smile.
"We can 'do it' together later." Emma winked. Regina rolled her eyes with a smirk.
"I'm going to go change." Regina said before going up to their bedroom. Emma licked her lips and watched her leave, not missing the added sway in Regina's hips. She stood there for a moment even after Regina disappeared into their room before she bit her lip, took a deep breath, and followed her up the stairs hastily.
Regina was startled when the door opened. She had already taken off her shirt and was working on her skirt when Emma came in, a primal look in her eyes.
"Emma? Is everything alr-" she began to ask, but Emma's lips were on hers before she could even finish. The kiss was heated and almost bruising. She looked at Emma when they pulled apart. The smirk on the blonde's face was devilish and before she knew it, Emma's arms were around her, lifting her up and placing her, albeit gently, onto the bed before she straddled her.
"What has gotten into you?" Regina asked.
"You're entirely too sexy for me to resist anymore." Emma said before attaching her lips to the brunette's neck.
"Emma, stop, calm down." Regina said, trying to push Emma off of her gently by the shoulders, but Emma responded by grabbing her wrists and pinning them up above her head, and a flash back of the last time she was held like that came to her mind as Emma leaned down and whispered the words that shook her.
You're mine.
"Let me go." Regina demanded.
"What?" Emma said in confusion.
"Emma Swan, release me this instant or there will be hell to pay." Regina said furiously through gritted teeth. And Emma let go and got off of her with shock and worry in her eyes.
"Regina?" She asked as Regina rushed to get off the bed and ran to the bathroom, locking the door behind her.