September 1, 2028 was Abela Isabella Swan-Mills' 10th birthday. Henry and his fiance, Gwen, came home to celebrate and also to share some news with Regina and Emma.
"Henry!" A little five year old boy with dark hair crashed into Henry's legs.
"Oh my goodness, is this Sami? You're so big!" Henry bent down to hug his little brother. "Where's the birthday girl?"
Bigger feet came running. "Henry!"
Henry smiled and released Sami. "Abela! You've gotten big, too!" He moved over to her and gave her a big hug. "Happy birthday! Where's moms?"
"In the nursery with Amelia."
Henry smiled and took Gwen's hand, leading her there. "Moms!"
"Henry! Gwen!" Emma hugged each of them happily. "You made it!"
"You know I try to make it for all my siblings' birthdays."
"Key word being 'try'. You don't always manage to."
Henry rolled his eyes. "Hey, Mom."
Regina looked up from the sleeping baby girl in her arms and smiled. "Hello, Henry."
Henry looked at Gwen and then back at them. "Well, this seems like the most fitting place, so here goes…"
Gwen smiled nervously. "I'm pregnant."
Emma smiled. "Awww!" She gave her another hug. "Congrats, guys."
Regina started laughing and shook her head.
"What?" Henry asked.
"So am I."
Henry's jaw dropped. "Didn't Mama Emma like just have Amelia not even a year ago? And...And… you're 58!"
Regina chuckled. "I know that. But you called it, I'll probably be 100 with little 6 year olds running around."
"I guess we really are the crazy grannies that have kids while being grannies, now," Emma stated. "How far are you, Gwen?"
"About 4 months," Gwen answered.
"Dare I ask, Mom?" Henry looked at Regina.
"Just 2," Regina told him.
"Okay, so...let me do a count here for a second. There's me, 27, today is Abela's 10th birthday, Sami is 5, Amelia is...what, like 10 months? And in another 8 months or so there will be another one."
"Two," Emma corrected.
"Two?! Mom. Twins? Really? At your age?"
"I can handle it. According to most people, I don't look my age at all. I'm healthy, I can handle this. I handled Sami just fine, and that was only five years ago, dear."
Henry laughed. "You really are nuts. But I love you."
"So, when's the wedding?" Emma asked. "We've kinda been waiting like forever."
"I was thinking...June 26th," Henry smiled.
Regina and Emma smiled knowingly at each other.
"That's sweet," Regina told him.
"It was actually my idea," Gwen stated. "I admire your relationship so much, even just what I've been told of it, but when I see you together it's even stronger. I can only hope Henry and I last as long as you have. 20 something years and you're still together."
"So do we." Emma kissed each of their cheeks.
"Oh, Miss Amelia needs a diaper change." Regina looked at Henry. "I think future Daddy needs some practice."
Gwen smirked at Henry. "Go on, future Daddy."
Henry groaned. "You suck."
