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Emma sighed out into the quiet of the bedroom as Regina's lips trailed a deliciously slow descent down her naked body. They had been holed up in the bedroom since they left the wedding not long after Ruby and Kathryn had walked in on them in the guest room at the Nolan farm. Henry had fallen asleep in the cab and it had been Ruby who offered to put him to bed. That led to Regina leading Emma straight for the bedroom and they were kissing before the door even shut behind them.
One thing led to another, clothes removed hurriedly, lips and hands wandering over familiar bodies as they fell onto the bed together. It had been an emotionally charged day for all of them and even now as she watched Regina place soft, loving kisses along her abdomen, she was feeling those same emotions toiling, tugging at her very soul.
The one emotion that made her feel everything so much more, that made her hopes and dreams soar brighter than ever before. She would marry Regina in a heartbeat, if she ever asked or if she somehow got the courage to ask her. She was emotional because all through the day she could just imagine what their own wedding would be like and how happy that day would be for them both.
"Emma," Regina moaned against her skin, stilling as she lifted her head to look up at her more fully. "What's wrong, darling?"
"Nothing," Emma smiled and she blinked away the tears that had welled up in her eyes all of a sudden. "Nothing, just thinking about today."
"It was a wonderful wedding, wasn't it?"
"Hmm, yeah, it was."
Regina simply just smiled and dipped her head back down slowly, her tongue slipping past her lips to taste the skin just below Emma's navel. Emma's thoughts were still lingering, but she focused more on Regina now than anything else, not wanting to stop for anything in the world. She arched her back as Regina playfully nipped at her skin, her teeth scraping across as she settled between Emma's legs.
Despite the urgency that had been there between them the moment they walked into the room, Regina moved slowly, every kiss lingering for a few seconds as she moved lower, kissing over Emma's hipbones. She spread her legs wider, her mouth delivering hot kisses along the inside of her thighs, her lustful brown eyes drinking in the sight of her spread open, wet and ready for her.
Regina's right arm went under Emma's left leg, her other sliding under Emma's other leg and reached for her hand, intertwining their fingers together as she licked only the length of Emma's cunt slowly. Emma gasped as Regina placed her whole mouth over her and sucked. Hard. She could barely hold back, knowing they had to be quiet since they were far from being alone in the house. Emma gripped at the sheets and at Regina's hand as she felt her tongue slip over her fully.
She wasn't used to having to be quiet, not after they'd spent the summer right there in that very same bed with no restrictions, no reason to bite that lip and hold back the moaning and the screaming and everything else.
Regina's tongue moved slowly and firmly over her pussy, tasting her, teasing her, doing all sorts of things to her and all she could go was clutch at the sheets and squeeze their joined hands a little harder. Her tongue quickened, moving over Emma's clit, never letting up even as Emma's hand moved from the sheets to the back of her head, threading her fingers through her hair, fighting the urge to pull her away and pull her tighter against her.
When her toes curl, she moaned a lot louder than she intended to, but her orgasm had gripped on tight, flooding through her whole body all at once, her pussy twitching with every touch of Regina's tongue as she continued to lave at her quivering hole.
"Regina," she whispered, tugging at their still joined hands. Regina looked up at her with a dangerously sexy glint in her eyes. "Come here, babe."
Regina very slowly crawled up her body, their joined hands unclasping as their lips met in a hot, heavy kiss. Emma loved tasting herself on Regina's lips and tongue. "I really do want to spend all night loving you," Regina whispered between kisses. "I don't want you to leave tomorrow."
"Don't talk about tomorrow," Emma groaned quietly, her heart already starting to sink in her chest at the thought. "Just spend all night loving me, baby."
"We'll have to be quiet, far quieter than a few moments ago," Regina said with a teasing smile. "Much quieter."
"Kinda hard when you do that thing with your tongue."
"You love the thing I do with my tongue."
"Wanna do it again?" Emma asked, wiggling her eyebrows almost comically.
They both burst into quiet laughter and Emma loved having moments like this with Regina, especially after having one hell of an explosive orgasm she could still feel lingering through her body. As the laughter died down, Regina moved against her thigh, her own thigh falling between Emma's legs and Emma could feel how wet she was and she hadn't even touched her yet.
"Yes," Regina whispered, "Over and over again."
"Fuck."
They kissed again, slow and deep as they moved against one another, neither in a hurry to satisfy, to please, to bring the other toppling over the edge, both just enjoying the feel of each other and becoming lost together in one passionate kiss.
Emma's hands swept down Regina's back and she smiled against her lips as she smoothed her hands over the curve of her ass and pulled her against her thigh harder. Emma moved a hand to her lower back and trailed her fingers down the crack of her ass, feeling Regina jerk in surprise as her fingers delicately slid over her puckered flesh.
"Stay just like this," Emma whispered before moving out from underneath her, watching as Regina laid her head down on the pillows in front of her, her ass still in the air as she spread her legs under Emma's intense gaze. "Fuck, you're beautiful."
She felt Regina suppress a moan as Emma ran her hands over her ass as she moved to kneel behind her. Ducking her head down, she kissed over the soft flesh, moaning against her skin as she thought of taking things a step further than they had ever gone before. She wasn't sure how Regina would react, but in that moment she didn't care, she just had to have her in every way.
She licked over the warm skin, grinning as Regina pushed back a little against her mouth. She trailed her fingers over her cunt as she licked over her puckered hole, eliciting a soft, breathy moan from Regina as she clutched at the bed under the pillows. Emma grew a little bolder, her tongue pressing harder as her thumb slipped inside of Regina, teasing her before moving to lick over her other hole again.
"Emma," Regina moaned quietly. "Don't stop. Do it again."
"This?" Emma asked softly before she pressed the tip of her tongue inside the puckered hole, feeling her tighten even more against the intrusive touch.
Emma continued teasing her tongue against her. She slipped two fingers inside of her hot, tight cunt, loving the breathy moans that filled the quiet room, moans that were quiet enough not to make it past the walls. She could feel Regina's pussy clenching at her fingers as she licked over her fully again, her body starting to twitch as her orgasm suddenly flooded through her.
Emma kept her fingers buried inside of her and licked over her just a few more times before sliding wet fingers out of her slowly, watching Regina's body twitch and jerk as she slipped her fingers over her sensitive cunt. Regina slid down on to her stomach, smiling as she looked back at Emma.
She smiled right back, crawling to lay beside her, watching her as she continued to twitch slightly as she moved to lay closer to Emma. Her hands slid over Emma's stomach, her eyes following her hand as she let out a heavy breath she seemed to be holding. Emma reached out, titling her chin as she leaned in to kiss her again. It was brief, however, because Regina started to move down her body, placing hurried kisses along the way before she was right back between Emma's legs again.
Emma gasped as she felt Regina's hot breath over her cunt and her fingers spreading her nether lips firmly. She watched as Regina licked over her lips before licking at her clit, teasingly at first before she winked up at Emma.
She was going to do the thing with her tongue, that much Emma knew and she waited with bated breath, her whole body tensing up just at the thought of it. She didn't always do the thing with her tongue, saving it for unexpected moments. Yes, Emma really loved when she did that thing with her tongue.
She purred as Regina's tongue slipped inside of her and it curled and twisted inside of her. Regina rolled her tongue inside of her, sending her whole body in a wave of pleasure as she did the thing with her tongue. She nearly came as Regina did it again, curling her tongue as she slipped it inside of her, rolling it against her inner walls before moving her lips to her clit and sucked on her hard.
When she felt Regina's tongue slip over her fully, licking from her clit and down past her hole, she arched her back, her whole body reacting to the surprising touch of Regina's agile tongue teasing over her puckered flesh. When she did it again, Emma nearly lost control, her hips bucking up off the bed at the feel of her tongue in an entirely new place. Not that she was complaining. Far from complaining, more like about to flip Regina over and return the favour, but she was so into this, into where Regina's tongue continued to explore.
She shuddered as Regina's tongue moved to slip back inside of her, twisting and curling and bringing her just to the edge before easing her tongue out, teasing it over her aching, wet flesh. She grabbed at the bed sheets, her hips being held firmly in place by Regina's hand and she moaned rather loudly, unable to stop it from slipping past her lips as Regina's mouth covered her cunt completely and she sucked on her hard.
"Regina, god," Emma groaned as she did it again. "Fuck, Gina, turn around. I want you to sit on my face."
Regina's lips curled into a sexy grin as she pushed up on her hands and effortlessly turned her body around, her knees landing on either side of Emma's face. Emma groaned as she took in the sight of her. God, she was so wet and so ready for her. She always was, but there was something just so erotic in seeing that need for herself. She slicked her fingers through Regina's wetness, dipping out her tongue for a taste as she moved her fingers to the puckered hole, spreading the wetness over it as Regina's mouth was back on her, her tongue sliding into her nice and deep.
She bit her bottom lip, watching as Regina's pussy reacted to her fingers, to the intrusive touch, to the way her index finger pressed against the tight flesh. Regina moaned loudly against her, the vibrations making Emma arch up into her as her finger slipped inside her tight little hole. Just a little bit, just enough for Regina to squeal in delight as Emma wrapped her lips around her clit.
Emma threw her head back, murmuring quietly as the pleasure swirled through her deliciously. She came the moment Regina pushed back against the solitary finger, making it slide inside of her deeper. Emma couldn't take much more of this, the strain of trying to be quiet far too hard with how her body was feeling, with the delicious sight of her finger up Regina's ass, her pussy completely dripping. She latched her mouth over Regina's cunt, drinking her in, sucking her, tasting her and as she pushed her finger inside of her deeper, Regina tore her mouth away from between her legs, her hand grasping at her thigh as she let go to the sensations completely.
Regina almost screamed as her whole body spasmed, a violent orgasm ripping through her. Emma almost came again herself just from the sight of Regina's body reacting that way. She took mercy on her, deftly sliding her finger out from inside of her and placed soft, light kisses over the backs of her thighs.
Completely spent, Regina moved slowly to lay back down next to her, their hands trailing over damp, sweaty skin. They kissed soft and slow, the bodies coming down from the high of pleasure slowly and surely. Despite this being their last night together, the pull of sleep was far too strong for both of them and it was a struggle to get under the covers together before they were off to the land of dreams while wrapped up in each others arms and legs.
Emma woke up first bright and early the next morning with Regina in her arms, her back to her as she held Emma's hand over her heart. She woke up with thoughts of wondering how long it would be until this was something they did each and every day, that they woke up just like this after a night of passion together. Those thoughts from last night swirled in her mind again as she inhaled deeply, breathing in the scent that was just so fully and completely Regina.
God, she wanted this, she wanted to stay, she wanted this to be their bed and not Regina's bed. There was still some uncertainty that they would get there one day, but it was fading fast from her mind, her hope taking over, taking control of those little thoughts that had consumed her the night before completely.
She smiled as she pressed her lips to Regina's shoulder when she felt her start to stir. Regina held her hand tighter against her chest as she turned her head and smiled over at her in the warm morning light that flooded in through the windows.
"Good morning," Emma smiled at her, leaning in to kiss her before Regina laid her head back down on the pillow. "I love you."
"And I you," Regina replied huskily, her voice thick with sleep and it only made Emma's heart swell. "We should get up, darling."
"It's early."
"Yes," she sighed before turning in her arms. "But I promised Henry I would make pancakes this morning for breakfast and from the sound of things, he's already awake."
Emma listened for a moment and sure enough she could hear the cartoons playing on the TV downstairs rather loudly and that also meant that Ruby was awake as well.
"Shower?"
"Perhaps after breakfast," Regina grinned and they shared one long, lingering kiss before slipping out of bed.
Emma dug through her suitcase for the sweat pants she had packed and slipped them on before finding her favourite white tank top and pulling that on as well. When she turned, Regina was in her pyjama's and was sliding a grey robe on, leaving it untied as she slipped into a pair of slippers.
They reached out for each other, their fingers intertwining as Regina led her out of the bedroom and downstairs into the kitchen. Ruby was already in there, her hands wrapped around a cup of coffee as she leaned up against the island countertop.
"Morning," Ruby said quietly and Emma knew instantly that she was feeling the effects of the alcohol she had consumed last night. "Henry has been up for a while."
"How long is a while?" Emma asked, letting go of Regina's hand as she moved to the fridge. "You look like complete shit, Rubes."
"Feel like it too. Barely slept at all."
Emma frowned sympathetically and her eyes widened as Ruby gave her a smirk that meant one thing and she didn't fail to notice the way she looked over at Regina for a moment before looking right back at Emma. She rolled her eyes, not in the mood to listen to Ruby crack a few jokes about hearing her and Regina last night. Yet she wasn't prepared for what would come out of Ruby's mouth next…
"I'm pretty sure Henry is a little more than majorly freaked out right now," Ruby whispered quietly to her.
"What, why?"
"You know why, Em. God, even I heard you two last night."
Emma groaned as she ran her fingers through her hair. "I gotta do some major damage control right now. Shit, this is going to be awkward isn't it?"
"What's going on?" Regina asked as she looked over at the two of them whispering quietly. "Emma?"
"Henry heard us last night," Emma said, frowning when Regina's cheeks reddened with embarrassment. "Shit, I don't know how to handle this. He's never heard us having sex because we've never had sex when he's been in the same house because he's never been in the house while we've been having sex!"
"Em—"
"Ruby, what the hell do I say to him? God, I'm going to have to send him to therapy, aren't I?"
"Emma," Regina soothed as she wrapped her arms around her. "Just talk to him."
"And say what?"
"I don't know, darling."
Emma breathed heavily, looking over at her best friend for help with this. This was the last thing she ever wanted to deal with, but she should've known that this could happen with Henry in the house. Panic rose in her chest as she leaned into Regina's embrace.
"How do you know that Henry heard us?" Emma asked Ruby and she frowned as she looked down at the mug she had between both hands. "He told you, didn't he?"
"Yeah. He said, and I quote, I never want to hear my mom having sex ever again! He was red in the face, looking like he was upset and scared at the same time. I talked to him, told him it was normal for people in love to have sex, but he wasn't listening. He actually put his fingers in his ears so he didn't have to listen to me."
"Do you want me to come with you?" Regina asked and Emma shook her head no, knowing that it would be a hell of a lot more awkward with Regina there too. "I'll start breakfast shortly then, go on and talk to your son."
"Yeah," Emma sighed and she stepped out of her embrace. Frowning at Ruby as she flashed her a sympathetic smile, she walked out of the kitchen and followed the sounds of the TV. "Hey, kid," she said as she stood in the doorway of the living room, the only room in the house with a decent sized flatscreen TV.
She was greeted by a silent Henry sitting cross-legged on the couch, his eyes on the screen as he watched an episode of Spongebob that Emma knew he'd seen a hundred times before. She moved towards the leather couch and sat down, snatching the remote from beside Henry and muted the TV.
"You can't ignore me forever, kid."
"Yeah I can."
"Look, Ruby told me—"
"Don't," he huffed as he did everything he could not to look over at her. "I don't want to talk about it."
"I think we need to talk about it, kid, because it's obviously bothering you and there is no way I am spending eight hours in a car with you acting like this."
"I'm not acting like anything," he countered stubbornly and Emma pinched the bridge of her nose out of frustration. "I know you and Regina have sex, I just didn't want to have to hear it because you're my mom and it's gross!"
"Okay, I get it, it's gross because I am your mother, but having sex with the person you love and are in a relationship with is normal, kid, and it's going to happen."
"Please don't say another word," Henry pleaded. "This is worse than when you gave me the talk last year. I was nine, Mom!"
"I caught you watching porn!"
"Almost watching!" Henry reminded her. "I was almost watching porn, I hadn't actually pressed play and I was only curious okay! Everyone was talking at school because Chris brought in that magazine he found in his father's office and—"
"Henry," Emma sighed quietly and she placed a hand on his shoulder, a lump forming in her throat as he coiled away from her instantly. "Look, kid, I get it. I do. There's nothing worse than hearing your own mother having sex. But you don't need to be embarrassed or anything, okay? I'm sorry you had to hear that last night, I am."
"I know," Henry said as he finally turned to look at her. "It was just so weird, okay!"
"I know," Emma chuckled softly, watching as her son simply just rolled his eyes at her.
"I heard her too," Henry said, his face flushing as his eyes darted away again. "Mom?"
"What?"
"Is it always like that?"
"Is what always like what exactly?" Emma asked, her cheeks flushing in embarrassment a second later when she realized what her son was asking her. "Yeah, kid, it is and that is the first, only, and last time I am ever having this discussion with you."
"Good!" Henry countered. "Because this is the last time I ever want to talk about you having sex with Regina!"
Emma looked at Henry and she paled when she saw nothing more than a look of disgust on his face. "Do you have a problem with the fact that I'm with Regina, Henry?"
"No."
"Or do you have a problem with the fact that we have sex?"
Henry was silent and Emma tried to swallow that lump down but it only grew bigger. He wasn't a little kid anymore and she knew he understood far more than most kids his age did. She had always let him do things most parents wouldn't let their children do, watch movies that were rated R with or without her in the room with him. He had always quenched his curiosity one way or another and that left him with a very open mind and knowledge most kids his age never reached.
What she wasn't prepared for in any way or form was explaining the perks and joys of lesbian sex with her ten year old son.
"Henry?"
"I watched it," he said with a frown. "When you were working last weekend, I went on the internet and I found some videos."
"What kind of videos, kid?"
Henry rolled his eyes but he didn't and couldn't look at her. Emma knew what he was talking about, she wasn't blind to the fact that her son was smart enough to be able to find free porn videos on the internet. It didn't take a rocket scientist to do that.
"You know what kind of videos, Mom. I just didn't understand how…you know, two women could…and…" He trailed off, his face beet red.
Emma was equally as embarrassed as him. This was awkward, way beyond awkward and he had told her something that made everything a whole lot worse than she imagined it to be when Ruby told her that Henry had heard her and Regina last night. When she heard soft footsteps coming towards the living room, she turned on the couch just as Regina walked in. Her smiled quickly faded when she took in the sight of Emma and Henry and for a moment Emma thought she was going to walk right back out, but she didn't and instead she walked over to the couch and sat down on the coffee table in front of both of them.
And in that moment, Emma knew that Regina had overheard their conversation and it wasn't as if they had kept their voices down and the kitchen wasn't all that far away. Regina reached for her hand and Emma let her take it, smiling a little at the way it felt when their fingers intertwined with ease.
"Henry, I know how this feels right now, that you can't even look at your mother or myself without thinking about what you heard last night," Regina started and her voice had taken on an almost motherly tone that it surprised her. "I love your mother dearly, Henry, and I am so sorry that you had to hear that last night. But you never did answer her question about whether or not you have a problem with us and what we do when we are alone together."
"I don't have a problem with it, it's just weird because she's my mom!" Henry said and Emma noticed him trembling a little as he stared at Regina sitting in front of him. "I don't want to think about her doing those things with you. It worse than all those times I caught you two kissing, like way worse!"
"And if your mother was with a man instead of me, would it still bother you as much?"
"No. Yes, I don't know," he mumbled and Emma's heart sank. She had truly thought her son was different than this, that he was far more accepting because she had truly believed that since she started seeing Regina in the summer. "I'm too young to understand this, I know that, but Mom had the talk with me last year and I was too young for it then too. I thought it was wrong to have sex before you marry someone. You two aren't even married!"
"Is that what this is about, kid?" Emma asked, finding her voice again. "Because we're not married and we're having sex?"
"Yes!"
Emma shook her head at her son. This was not how she raised him. "Someone said something to you, didn't they? Someone told you that it's wrong and you believed them. Who told you that, kid?"
"No one."
"Henry."
"Some old lady," he muttered under his breath. "She was on the street one day when I got off the bus after school, talking about sins and how even what you two have is wrong, that it isn't natural, that it isn't right."
"And you believed her?"
"No!"
"But you believed her about sex before marriage being wrong?"
"I don't know, Mom!" Henry yelled at her as he shot up from the couch. "I wish you never came in here to talk to me about it. I wish I never told Ruby that I heard you two last night."
"I don't want things to be awkward between all of us, okay?" Emma sighed as she looked up at her son with a shake of her head. "It's weird, it's gross, I get it, but we're in love with each other and unfortunately, kid, we're gonna want to do those things when we're alone. We're not going to stop because it bothers you. We're both sorry you had to hear that, we really are, and I'm trying to understand why you are so angry right now."
"I'm not angry," he snapped. "I'm traumatized and you both are making it worse!"
"Henry—"
"Emma, don't say another word," Regina said quickly and she rose to her feet, smiling down at Henry as she let go of Emma's hand. "Tell you what, I'll make you apple pancakes like I promised you I would and we're going to forget all about the last ten minutes and last night, okay?"
"It's not—"
"That simple, no I know that, but I also know that you want your mom to be happy and the way you're acting right now isn't making her happy, is it?" Regina asked and Henry looked over at Emma, frowning as he shook his head no. "I know you don't understand, not completely, but I do know that you are a smart young man and you know that whatever you started to believe what that God-fearing woman told you isn't how your mother raised you."
"I know."
"I know that you are a very curious young man as well," Regina continued and Emma could feel the tension and the awkwardness in the room starting to dissipate. "If you have any questions, you should never ever be afraid to ask your mother or even myself, even as awkward and weird as they may be, but there are things that you are far too young to understand and there is no way that either of us can help you understand it until you are much older."
"Like lesbian sex?"
Emma tried not to laugh at the confused look on his face, but she couldn't help it and neither could Regina as she shook her head and motioned for Henry to follow her to the kitchen. Emma stood up and trailed behind, smiling to herself at the way Regina had calmed her son right down and it was like a switch had flipped and he was back to being his normal self.
Henry sat himself at the island counter next to Ruby and Emma stood in the doorway, leaning against the frame as she watched Regina show Henry the way to whisk the pancake batter and how to use the whisk to further break up the fresh apples she had put inside of the batter, Henry following her instructions completely.
Ruby watched as well, and she looked rather perplexed at the complete change in Henry compared to what she'd seen before and what she had overheard. Emma moved away from the doorway and over to the coffee maker where there was a clean white mug waiting beside the machine for her. She poured herself a coffee as Henry suddenly burst out into laughter. She turned to look at him and half the pancake batter was covering him, the other half on Ruby.
"Do I even want to know how that happened?" Emma asked and they both shook their head no as Regina chuckled and simply just took the bowl from them and proceeded to quickly whip up another batch of batter. "Seriously, kid, how did it happen?"
"Your son has butterfingers," Ruby muttered under her breath. "He nearly dropped the bowl because he had it sitting on the edge and when I went to grab it, he tipped it."
"Sorry, Regina," Henry said sheepishly and she quickly waved him off.
"It's not a big deal," she said in that same motherly tone as before. "Why don't you two go get cleaned up and I'll make breakfast."
Once Henry and Ruby were out of the kitchen, Emma walked up behind her and wrapped her arms around her as she whisked the batter in the metal bowl. She placed a few loving kisses along her neck and cheek before Regina turned in her arms.
"You're kind of wonderful, Gina."
"Am I?"
"Yes," Emma smiled and she kissed her quickly. "The way you calmed Henry down like that, I didn't think anything would work with him this morning, but you handled it like a pro. You're going to be an amazing mother one day."
"Am I?"
"Yeah," Emma smiled again, studying her face closely, looking for any signs that this conversation was about to take a drastic turn. "You really would."
"I'm nearly almost too old to have a child of my own, Emma," Regina reminded her gently but Emma shook her head, indicating that wasn't what she'd meant. "Oh," she paused as she took a deep breath. "Do you mean I'd be an amazing mother one day as Henry's other mother?"
"Would that be okay?"
"Yes," Regina smiled brightly at her. "One day."
They shared a passionate kiss, keeping it shorter than either would have liked because they heard the sounds of a pair of footsteps quickly making way towards the kitchen. Regina didn't let her back away too quickly, planting a solid kiss on her lips and then her cheek before turning her attention back to the pancake batter just as Henry and Ruby walked in, dressed in clean clothes and no longer covered in batter.
Henry walked right up to her and wrapped his arms around her tightly. "I'm sorry, Mom," he whispered into her shoulder as she held him right back. "I shouldn't have acted the way I did. It was stupid of me. I'm sorry."
"It's okay, you kind of did have the right to act that way. We did, after all, traumatize you," Emma replied with a low chuckle as he shook his head against her shoulder.
"She's pretty awesome, you know?" Henry said as he lifted his head and looked over at Regina, both of them smiling at each other before his eyes were back on Emma's. "Don't ever let her get away, Mom."
"Trust me, I won't. I don't plan on that ever happening again."
"Good, because I kind of really, really like her too."
"Do you?" Emma laughed, raising an eyebrow at her blushing son.
"I do," Henry grinned and Regina's expression was a mix of emotions when he looked over at her again. "Do you kind of really like me too, Regina?"
"I do," she said softly with a nod of her head. Her lips quirked into a playful smile as her eyes met Emma's from the short distance they were standing apart.
Emma wasn't sure how Regina really felt about Henry, but she knew she didn't love him, not yet anyway, but she could see it happening and she could already see them as a happy little family, much like she could over the summer and it just pulled at her heart strings whenever she thought of such a thing happening for real.
Despite all the miles they'd have to go to get there, Emma couldn't wait to see what that journey would bring and she definitely couldn't wait for the future that was in store. For her, for Regina, and for Henry.