Regina's eyes widened as a shape appeared on the monitor. Within a second, the beating of a tiny heart sounded and a brilliant smile spread across her face. She looked down to see Emma's eyes on her and without another thought, leaned down and pressed their lips together.

"That's a baby?" Henry questioned, tilting his head as he studied the screen. Both mothers laughed.

"Yeah, kid. That's your little brother or sister." Emma smiled as she looked over to the small form on the monitor.

"Well, which is it?" He asked.

"We won't be able to tell for awhile." Whale started. "But for now, I can say that the baby is developing just fine. Quite well, actually."

"Wonderful." Regina was still smiling brightly.

"Weird." Henry added, but did smile as well.

"You're okay with this, kid?" Emma asked, studying his face.

"It's weird." He restated and Emma realized it was the same reaction he had when they told him of their marriage. "But it's kind of cool." He admitted.

"Yeah, it's kind of cool." Emma looked from him to Regina and smiled again. She didn't know anything was amiss until Regina's features turned to concerned again, though now she was watching Emma. Regina brought gentle fingers to Emma's cheek and only then, did she realize she was crying.

"Henry, can you give us a moment?" Regina asked and when he noticed the state of his blonde mother, he politely nodded and followed Dr. Whale out of the room.

"Sorry." Emma started as she wiped the jell from her stomach, feeling embarrassed at the unexpected display. She really hated the hormonal changes.

"Why are you apologizing?" Regina asked gently, sitting down to face Emma on the bed.

"Because I'm such a mess." She fixed her shirt and sat up straighter. Regina just kept smiling at her.

"I love you." She said and Emma's bottom lip wobbled slightly.

"I love you too." A few fresh tears slipped and Regina wiped them away.

"Why are you crying?" She still spoke just as gently, running a hand through Emma's hair.

"I don't know, it's just…everything is so…"

"So?" Regina prompted.

"So perfect. So much better. I mean…we have like…a real family here."

"Yes, darling." Regina said, as if this was completely obvious.

"Well I mean, I've never had this before."

"Neither have I. Well not like this, at least." She said as she squeezed Emma's hand.

"It's kind of cool." She shrugged casually and Regina laughed.

"Yeah. It's pretty cool."

Regina took Emma's hands and helped her up and then into her jacket. Emma went to take a step, but Regina held onto her jacket and pulled her forward for a soft kiss. By the time they stepped out into the hall, both were smiling happily. They turned and immediately saw Henry still chatting away with the doctor.

"Thank you, Dr. Whale." Regina said sincerely, before moving towards her family again.

"One more thing…Emma?" He started as he glanced towards the blonde. "I have those results you wanted." He handed Emma an envelope, receiving a curious glance from Regina.

"What's this?" She asked as she tried to see what Emma held.

"I came in a few days ago so Dr. Whale could run a test for me."

"You did? Why? What's it for?" She seemed a little concerned but Emma have her arm a squeeze.

"For in case anyone doubts you." She smiled as she opened the envelope and handed over the paper to Regina.

"Usually is would have taken a few more weeks, but it seems your child is developing at a faster rate than normal." Whale spoke up, a smug sound in his own voice.

"I'm not surprised." She commented easily, her smile widening. "My child." She whispered, looking at the DNA results matching the baby to her, as well as Emma. "Thank you." She repeated and Whale nodded. She looked over at Emma and lifted her hand to her cheek. "Thank you for this."

"You're welcome." She leaned in and kissed Regina. After that, she took Regina's hand, placing her free arm securely around her son and they walked proudly out of the hospital.

A little over a month went by and Henry was having a hard time keeping the secret. The prospect of a new baby brother or sister was becoming more and more exciting to him and he wanted to share that. But then he couldn't until his mothers stopped being so scared.

They had just passed the three month mark which was when they had decided it was okay to tell people. Unfortunately, in that time, both parents had let the fear of others' reactions keep them silent. Although he was loving all the family time and extra attention they were showering him with, even Henry knew staying clammed up inside all the time, just the three of them, wasn't healthy.

"You guys should just tell everyone at the party." He started as his mothers were getting ready.

"Henry, it's Granny's birthday, we can't take away from her day." Emma replied as she studied herself in the mirror. She wasn't sure whether to frown or smile as she realized the new, small, but now visible bump was showing through her tight tank top.

"So tell everyone tomorrow." He tried again as Regina stepped up next to Emma and started putting her earrings in.

"Henry, we told you, we will make the announcement when it's time." Regina said simply, finishing with her jewelry.

"I thought you guys were excited about the baby." He crossed his arms.

"We are." Emma glanced at him through the mirror before trying to adjust her shirt again in futile attempts at making the bump disappear.

"Then why don't you want everyone to know?" He asked in an exasperated tone. Regina walked over to him and placed her hands on his shoulders.

"You know how sensitive of a thing this is going to be. We may be excited about our extending family, but others will not be as kind." She said seriously, but Henry was still annoyed.

"You guys are just scared." He shrugged and turned away, hoping the challenge route would work with them. It worked when anyone else did it to them. Regina rolled her eyes though, knowing full well his intention there.

She walked back over to Emma, who was trying to physically stretch her tank top out a bit. Shaking her head, Regina moved behind Emma and reached around, taking the sides of Emma's shirt in her hands and pulled tension on it to highlight the bump. Emma sighed at the move, but smiled lightly as Regina then slid her hands all the way to Emma's stomach, as if to hold her baby protectively in her hands.

"We won't be able to hide it much longer." Regina said as she rested her chin on Emma's shoulder, looking through the mirror towards their hands as Emma's came to rest over hers.

"I think I got another month in me." Emma shrugged, but she knew they were out of excuses.

"Perhaps. But perhaps it won't be terrible to stop hiding it. I wouldn't mind showing you two off a bit." Regina smiled as she looked up and caught Emma's eyes. Emma actually blushed just slightly and Regina pressed a kiss to her cheek.

"Oh yeah, well who tells my mother?" She asked and Regina knew she was being serious. Emma didn't want a set back now.

"Remember things are going better. You were even smiling when you came home from dinner with her last week. I doubt she wants to go back to fighting either."

"Yeah I guess. I guess I'm just nervous about how it will go down." She admitted and Regina nodded her understanding.

"Well when we do, we'll make sure to be…gentle." She hugged Emma and their baby closer to her, bringing comfort to all of them simultaneously.

"Hey Emma!" Ruby called as Emma stepped up to the counter with the plate of tacos.

"Hey." She greeted back, subconsciously adjusting her button down shirt again, a newly formed habit that originated from the moment Emma had first noticed her normally flat, muscular abs had changed shape. It wasn't noticeable unless she was wearing something tight, as Regina constantly assured her, but Emma was paranoid.

"I thought you guys were bringing lasagna."

"We did, Regina's got it." She looked over to her wife who was still greeting the birthday girl. Granny definitely did not look like a party person, but she was handling the attention okay. Emma looked back to see Ruby now studying her. "What?" She asked, self-consciously.

"Is that…Regina's shirt?" She asked with a small smile.

"Yeah, so?" She asked nonchalantly, her gaze averting, hand subconsciously adjusting the material yet again.

"Just wondering why. I mean it's not your usual style."

"I just threw it on." She shrugged and Ruby's eyebrow lifted.

"Just like yesterday?" She asked, thinking back to the light blue button up Emma sported during breakfast the day before.

"Yes, Ruby, just like yesterday." Emma said evenly, challenging her to continue.

"Well I think it's adorable Regina has you in her clothes." She winked but Emma rolled her eyes. Regina came up behind her, reaching over to place the dish on the counter and then smiled at Ruby.

"Hello, Miss Lucas." She greeted kindly.

"Hey." Ruby grinned between them for an extra second before turning around. Regina glanced at Emma curiously, but the blonde just shook her head. "Drinks." Ruby stated as she turned back around. She placed a coffee in front of Regina and a beer in front of Emma.

Emma grabbed the glass without thought, but then Regina's hand came down and gripped her wrist. They had locked away all the alcohol in the house and obviously weren't buying any more. They hadn't been going out recently, preferring to stay inside as a family and because of that, this was the first night out in awhile. Emma fell into the old routine without thought.

Emma grinned almost sheepishly as she pushed the glass back towards a confused Ruby.

"Can I just get an iced tea? We're cutting back on drinking." It was the truth, she supposed. Regina had stopped to be fair to Emma. Ruby though, looked unconvinced.

"Alright…" She said and turned back to get the new drink.

"I'll be back." Regina touched Emma's arm before turning to talk to Jessica, as she saw the red head sitting alone in a booth. Ruby placed the new drink in front of Emma.

"Oh my God." She said flatly, staring down Emma.

"What?" She said defensively but Ruby was shaking her head.

"You are so fucking whipped, I swear."

"I am not whipped." She didn't mean to put so much emphasis on the I, but she was more than aware that regardless of Regina's power in their relationship, pregnant Emma was the one getting her way. In fact, on nearly any issue that did not pertain to Emma's safety, or the safety of the baby, it was not the blonde who was giving in.

"Yeah, okay. I think I have some ointment you can use for the whip marks on your ass." She crossed her arms and Emma's jaw clenched, a quick retort about to be released before she rethought her approach. Ruby seemed unsettled as a small smile spread across Emma's features.

"Yeah, I bet you do."

"What the hell does that mean?" Now she sounded defensive and Emma smirked.

"Oh, I think someone's collared the wolf." She said confidently and Ruby's jaw dropped.

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Mhmm. Don't think I haven't noticed your behavior recently. Always texting, always running, disappearing on errands. You always have plans. Yeah, I know someone's got you around their finger."

"That is ridiculous, Emma." She started, though there was a small blush creeping up on her face. "I'm not doing any of that now, so your argument is invalid." She said confidently but Emma still smiled as her mind was working.

"You're right. You're not doing any of that now. Which means-" She began smiling wide. "-that your new man must be here." She spun in her seat, missing the surprised, turned relieved look on Ruby's face as Emma started checking out all the men in the room. "Imma find 'em." She nodded, looking slowly around the room.

"You're nuts, Emma." She shook her head before moving from behind the counter and approaching her grandmother.

Emma saw one man that looked like he might fit Ruby's type. She tilted her head as she checked him out, trying to figure out if she even knew his name. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she studied him and she didn't notice the approaching woman at her side. A throat cleared and Emma jumped.

"I'm sorry, am I interrupting something?" Regina asked, her arms crossed as she looked from Emma, to the man she was watching, chatting with Archie in the corner.

"Sorry beautiful." Emma grinned before leaning over to kiss Regina's cheek. "I'm trying to figure out who Ruby's sneaking around with."

"Ah." Regina nodded, feeling a small amount of relief, despite knowing full well she had nothing to worry about. "Hopefully, not again the one currently dating my secretary."

"Jessica has someone too?" She asked with a smile.

"It seems, though she is being rather secretive on the matter as well, always being cryptic on her whereabouts." They both turned to glance at Jessica, though their eyes narrowed as they tracked her line of sight to the spot she was checking out.

"She's looking at Granny right?" Emma asked flatly, her head tilting again.

"I do not believe so, my dear." Regina pressed her lips together tilting her own head towards Emma's as they joined Jessica in watching Ruby.

They were snapped to attention as Ruby started making a toast for Granny. Regina's hand naturally found it's way to Emma's back and her other was heading towards Emma's stomach, the spot it liked to rest recently, but she resisted that. She knew the sight would be a little too peculiar.

She did though, keep nearly continuous physical contact with Emma. Most of the time, it was happening without thought. Her hand just sought out Emma's and visa versa. Emma's own hand often reached out for Regina when they were separated for a time. Only Henry knew the increased affection was due to more than just the newly cemented romance between them.

It was after another bathroom break that Emma ended up alone for a moment and someone took that as an opportunity to move in.

"You look nice, Emma." Mary Margaret smiled and Emma returned it.

"Thanks, so do you. Is that new?" Emma lifted her hand to the dark blue blazer her mother wore. It was well fitted and definitely a new look for her.

"Yes. I thought I'd blend my Storybrooke look with my former look a bit better. You like?"

"Yeah, I do." She smiled and nodded in approval. Mary Margaret smiled happily.

"So, how have you been? I feel like I barely see you during the week anymore." She said curiously and Emma hesitated a second.

"Yeah, I uh…I don't know, just been spending a lot of time at home. You know…still adapting to the changes." She slipped her hands into her jeans, trying to act casual.

"Well you seem to be doing well, honey. I'm happy for you."

"Really?" Emma had to ask, really appreciating how they were getting a relationship back, but still slightly worried.

"Yes, Emma." She said genuinely. "You must know in the end, I just want you to be happy. Recently, though I miss seeing you more often, you look so bright and happy, I mean you're practically glowing. I can't not be happy for you." She said easily, unknowing at just how accurate a statement she was making.

"Thanks, Mom." She smiled back, feeling relief at her mother's words.

"You know, I've been thinking, next time we sit for a family meal, perhaps Regina would like to come." She shrugged and Emma's eyes widened.

"Really?" She asked in a small voice.

"I understand how important she is to you. Your father and I were talking about- well he has been convincing me- that my relationship with her might be important to you. At least that we aren't at each other's throats. I wanted you to know, that if she's willing to try, so am I." She nodded, but then her smile dropped. "Emma? Honey what is it, what's wrong?" She reached up and Emma's eyes widened when she realized her hormones had thrown her emotions into overdrive again and tears were slipping.

"Oh, I'm…I'm fine, it's just…I'm just really happy." She said and the emotional wave rocked her again as more tears fell onto her smiling face. Mary Margaret looked completely stunned, having never seen behavior like this before.

"Emma?" Regina rushed over as soon as she saw Emma's face, placing a hand on her cheek and the other on her shoulder. The pregnancy hormones were hard to interpret sometimes. "What did you do?" She looked accusingly at Mary Margaret who's mouth was still gaping in her shock.

"She wants you to come to family dinner." Emma answered as she smiled happily at Regina and the brunette instantly recognized the mood swing for what it was.

"That's…great, dear." She smiled at Emma, hoping the younger woman would calm down and not alert anyone else in the diner.

"Isn't it?" Emma grinned, the tears instantly gone and she turned to walk away without another thought. Regina cleared her throat, trying not to make contact with Mary Margaret's wide eyes.

"What…just happened?" She looked at Regina, still shocked at the abrupt change, and the older brunette gave as elegant a shrug as possible.

"She didn't sleep well last night." It was all she offered before leaving the confused woman behind to go back to her wife, chatting happily away with Archie.

"I know." Emma approached Ruby awhile later as the brunette had moved back behind the counter again.

"You know what?" She eyed her skeptically.

"Who holds your whip." She smirked and Ruby rolled her eyes.

"Oh my God." Ruby sighed. "You have no idea what you're talking about."

"You know, I wondered what kind of man could tame a wolf, but now I know, it's not a man at all, but a-"

"Emma, darling?" Regina interjected, coming up to her side. "Can I speak with you?" She said as she pulled her away, making an argument more difficult.

"Yeah?"

"What are you doing?"

"What? Nothing. Just having a little fun." She shrugged with a grin.

"Emma, if they are keeping it hidden, it's probably for a reason."

"Do you have any idea how hard of a time she gives me? She deserves a little revenge." She said and started to turn.

"Emma, no." She scolded and Emma turned to look slightly sad.

"I was just gonna go talk to her." She said innocently and Regina sighed.

"Alright, but don't out them, understood?" She tried to look sternly and Emma smiled.

"Okay- Oh hey, we need to get some ice cream on the way home, some of that caramel stuff."

"Emma, we have like four different kinds at home." She tried but then Emma gave her that look again. "Okay, we'll stop on the way home." She conceded at a speed that startled herself. It was those damn puppy dog eyes. Emma gave her a kiss before moving back to torment Ruby. Regina smiled after her, unable to help it.

"Wow."

Regina turned to see David approaching and rolled her eyes.

"What?"

"Nothing." David smiled as he stood next to her and looked over at his daughter.

"Spit it out David."

"I just never thought I'd see the Evil Queen quite so soft." He crossed his arms, giving that smug grin.

"I am not soft." She scoffed.

"Mhmm."

"I'm not."

"Okay."

"David, I swear-"

"Hey, I'm just glad my little girl is well taken care of." He gave her a more genuine smile and Regina relaxed.

"That she is." She nodded and they stayed spent for a few more seconds until David tilted his head slightly.

"She's alright, isn't she?" He asked and Regina turned to face him.

"Of course. Why would you ask?"

"She's just…she's been acting a little off recently. I asked her, but she won't tell me anything. Look, I'm not asking you to tell me anything personal, but…I just want to be sure you two would tell us if there was something. If there was anything big…right?" He sounded concerned and Regina felt slightly guilty.

"I assure you, David, nothing is wrong." She did feel a bit bad, despite her earlier confidence to remain quiet about the baby. David had been surprisingly kind with her since early on in the marriage and Regina felt she could trust him.

"Good." He nodded, giving a pat to Regina's shoulder before turning and walking away. Regina watched him for a moment before deciding it was time to intervene in Emma's conversation again.

"I was thinking…" Emma started as she removed her shirt inside their bedroom.

"Yes?" Regina stepped out of the bathroom, already clad in her pajamas.

"Maybe it is time to tell them." She dropped her clothes into the laundry basket and moved towards the closet. "I was talking to my mom and…I don't know, maybe it'll be okay."

"Actually, I agree. I spoke to your father as well and I think I had forgotten that he may be more understanding than anticipated." She pulled back the covers and sat down onto her side of the bed. Emma came back out of the closet and regarded Regina for a moment.

"Dinner next week. Mary Margaret asked for you to come. We could tell them then." She shrugged and Regina gave her a small smile.

"Okay. Next week. Now come to bed." She tapped the spot next to her and Emma grinned as she flipped off the light and crawled into bed. She leaned in for a gentle kiss before turning her back on Regina and sliding under the covers to make herself more comfortable. Regina slid down as well, scooting closer until her front was pressed into Emma's back. She reached around her wife and slipped her hand under Emma's shirt to lay across her stomach.

If she was being honest, Regina absolutely loved the new bump. She loved feeling like she was holding both her baby and Emma. Like she was protecting and guarding them. She had a hard time keeping a hand off it now and could only imagine how amazing it would be as it continued to grow as their baby did. While she wondered what it would be like to be the one carrying the child, she definitely preferred it this way. She would protect her whole family, and she would love it all the way.

Just as before, the delay in their announcement took away any momentum they had built. Emma was less than excited now as the day had finally arrived. Regina had been more than ready for the reveal, right up until they stood outside the apartment door. Henry was the only one still excited.

"Hey." David opened the door with a big smile, taking his hug from Henry and waving the women in.

"Hey, Dad." Emma smiled through her nerves, moving into the apartment. She and Regina stood politely until David asked them to sit and the atmosphere turned just slightly more relaxed. Well for a moment.

"Wine?" Mary Margaret asked, seemingly as nervous, if not more, for this dinner.

"I'm fine." Emma lifted a hand, not forgetting her condition for a moment this time. Mary Margaret seemed surprised by the answer.

"Something stronger then?" She joked and Emma laughed lightly.

"No, I'm cutting back. Water would be great."

"Well that's a first." David grinned, taking a sip of his own beer. "Regina, what'll you have?"

"I too, am sticking with water." She inclined her head and both David and Mary Margaret eyed the women for a few seconds.

They began the meal in almost complete silence. David and Henry broke into a few topics and held a conversation while all the females focused on their food. For the first time though, Emma was truly struggling with her food.

Her mother had made a simple dinner of grilled chicken with mashed potatoes and corn. Normally, Emma would have devoured the meal easily, as she loved everything on the plate. But her mother liked to put garlic in the potatoes and with her increased sensitivity to smell, she was feeling nauseated. It was new that garlic bothered her so much, but it was a strong sensation and it made the rest of her food rather unappetizing. Regina noticed and was trying to think of a subtle way to help.

"Is everything alright?" Mary Margaret asked as she saw Emma make a face at a bite of chicken.

"Yeah, I'm good." She smiled. "Just a uh…stomach thing." She shrugged and saw the look Henry shot her. Mary Margaret did too.

"Is there…anything else?" She asked carefully. David looked up at the change in tone. Emma turned to make eye contact with Regina, who gave her a small nod.

"Yeah…actually." She cleared her throat and pushed the food back, taking the opportunity to remove the smell. "We uh…have something to tell you."

"Okay." Mary Margaret's nerves were rising instantly.

"It's not bad." Emma added, seeing the look in her mother's eyes.

"Of course not." David added casually and Emma smiled.

"Okay, look…so…something happened uh…with us. Something great." She added as she glanced over to Regina. Her hand reached out for Regina's and was held comfortingly. "So you guys know how crazy magic is?" She said casually but her parents' faces grew weary.

"Magic? Emma…" Mary Margaret was nearly shaking her head and Regina's eyes narrowed.

"Seriously, hold off until I actually tell you." Emma's voice went a little harder and Regina wanted to smirk, loving Mary Margaret being the one on the bad end of an Emma mood swing for once.

"I'm sorry, but the last time you two came over with a happy announcement about your magic, things didn't turn out so well."

"Didn't they?" Regina interjected, not too surprised that Mary Margaret couldn't shut up, but she had thought the woman would at least listen to the news first. "I think things went quite well, if I do say so myself." She did smile then, moving her arm to drape across Emma's shoulders.

"As do I." David, the peacekeeper, added. Emma shot him a grateful smile.

"Okay, I'm sorry. Please continue." Mary Margaret seemed to be forcing herself to stay silent.

"Alright, so…magic. It's uh…pretty crazy." Emma started up again and Regina almost rolled her eyes. Henry did though, finding the entire experience amusing.

"Crazy, dangerous, unpredictable..." Mary Margaret trailed off, quieting down as all eyes at the table narrowed on her. "Sorry…habit." She said quietly. David reached over and took her hand.

"Relax. Obviously they're all okay." He reassured. "Plus, I mean they already got drunkenly married, what else could it be? It's not like we have to worry about our little girl getting herself pregnant again." He laughed and even Mary Margaret cracked a smile. They glanced over to see both women sitting completely silent, staring at the parents. David let out another laugh. "What?"

"Uh…Dad…Mom…like I said, magic…pretty crazy." She watched their faces carefully. They just stared, confused, until Regina's free hand started slowly sliding over to rest on Emma's stomach.

"You're not…you can't be…" Mary Margaret shook her head, her eyes moving from their faces to the placement of Regina's hand.

"It's not possible." David added, though looking unconvinced. Emma leaned over to pull something from Regina's purse.

"Congratulations, you're about to have another grandchild." Emma slid the sonogram across the table. She leaned back and rested her hands over Regina's. Henry just smiled, actually feeling proud they had finally just told the truth. Just as the first announcement of her pregnancy, the room seemed to fall into complete silence.

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