Summary: The magical wave from the True Love's kiss spread throughout the town, and several people recognised it for what it was. Word is getting out, so it's time for Regina and Marian to speak to their sons...


It was almost two in the morning, when they finally stopped, due to sheer exhaustion. Over the most incredible few hours, between breaks for water, the bathroom and, at one point, champagne, the three of them had made love in every pleasurable way they knew. And in every combination, sometimes allowing each to rest in turn while the other two worked each other into blissful oblivion, consisting of repeated climaxes and orgasms. None of them had ever experienced anything as intense before! And now, happily sated, they lay side-by-side-by-side, in a damp sheen of sweat, naked in the clear moonlight of a star-filled sky.

"Well, that certainly went better than expected!" Marian deliberately understating what they'd just experienced. "I think another evening at Antonio's is called for, don't you?"

Robin gave a deep, throaty chuckle. "Sorry, did we eat out? I almost forgot…"

"We all did - after we got back from Antonio's!" Her crude joke caused an even deeper chuckle.

"Marian!" Regina chided, softly slapping her bare arm. "Behave! Don't be so coarse; you'll only set him off again!"

"Sorry, I couldn't help myself! That was the best night ever, and I'm shattered. Gina, making love with you is always perfect, and Robin, I'd forgotten just how good you are at that, but…putting you two together – well that's another level entirely!"

Regina sniggered. "I assume that's a higher level, dear? If not, I'd be most offended. Now, while this is all lovely, it's gone two in the morning! I'm exhausted and I have to get up in four hours, as I promised to meet Hank Morgan and Philip at the stables. I'm way too tired to shower so, if you don't mind?" She turned, pulling the quilt up and over her shoulder.

"Oh, right," said Robin, misinterpreting the situation completely. "Sorry, I'd best get going then..." He rose to move off the side of the bed, to put his clothes back on, when both women reacted.

"No!" said Marian, "stay! She only meant…"

"No!" said Regina, at almost the same moment. "I didn't mean…"

The two women stared at each other in the moonlight, sharing a serious expression, that dissolved into chuckles, making him look back. "We want you to stay here, Robin," said Regina. "Not just now, but tonight, and tomorrow night, and all the nights after that. We meant what we said!"

"It's two in the morning. Robin, come back to bed. Gina just meant she needed sleep, not for you to leave! Come on, get in..."


The alarm went off at six, though it was Robin that leaned over her to turn it off, Regina seemingly not responding. Even though they'd only gotten four hours sleep after the most exhaustive sex of his life, the renewed feeling of her soft, warm and very naked buttocks pressing against his cock made him involuntarily stiffen between her cheeks.

"Most impressive, but not interested. Way too tired..." groaned a voice from under the quilt, until she realised why the alarm had gone off. "Six o'clock? Damn…" followed by something unintelligible.

"Turn that bloody sun off..." said another voice, behind him. How did I wind up in the middle? Wasn't Regina in the middle?

"Neither of you were ever keen early risers, I seem to recall?" He sniggered, rolling onto his back, two bodies immediately turning and moved closer, legs dropping over his, heads settling on his chest either side. As he worked his arms around their shoulders, he gave the smuggest of grins, unable to imagine a more perfect way to start the day.

"And you were always annoyingly bright first thing..." yawned Marian. "A real pain. Well nowadays, this girl's older, and needs her beauty sleep! I'm not like that one over there…" she nodded at Regina. "All perfect hair and face when she even wakes up!"

"Don't be silly!" Regina chided. "You're a goddess after a coffee. Now, loathe as I am to leave this bed, needs must!"

He watched her perfect naked rear slowly rise from the bed, moving towards the bathroom. "I'll go make coffee?" he suggested. "Strong and black? Marian, you too?"

"Tea for both of us, please? Gina gave up coffee till after ten. Makes her way too tetchy!"

"Only according to you!" Regina hollered back from the bathroom, the door open. "But you happen to be right, annoyingly."

A minute later, Robin reluctantly clambered out, moving to find his underwear. As she looked at his broad, muscled back, slender waist and invitingly tight little bum, all gloriously naked as he sought his boxers, Marian gave her wife a knowing, satisfied smile.

"I'm going to shower. Marian, care to join me?" Regina called back. Marian recognised, from the tone of her voice, that something was clearly bothering her. So, once Robin slipped out of the room, she moved to collect her dressing gown, following Regina inside.

"Problem?" she yawned.

"Are you sure we're doing the right thing here? I know last night was lovely, but I'm not so sure..."

The taller woman gave her a sleepy smile, moving to rest her hands on her shoulders. "Hey, hey, where's this coming from? I thought we talked this through? What are you worried about?"

"I don't know. It's just…this is significant, Marian. We as good as told him to come live here! The three of us, together. What happens if he has second thoughts? What happens if Roland doesn't want to come and just live here with him? What if-"

"Then we talk!" Marian kissed her brow. "Like we always have. But we talk to him, too. And we listen to him!" Her arms slid around her waist, pulling her closer. "We had one fabulous night. We want more of that, don't we? And waking up together?"

"Yes, but, there's three of us! It's complicated. What if you two become closer than the two of us? What if my stupid possessiveness gets in the way?"

"Again, we talk it through, don't we? I love you! You're my wife - the most important woman in my life. Hell, before I met you, I never even imagined I could fall in love with another woman! But I did. You! And we're in this together till the day I die. But you're right, this is more complicated than it is for two. You should talk to Aurora. Or even Mulan…"

"Why? You haven't said anything to her, have you? Marian, tell me you haven't?"

"I haven't, but Rory kinda guessed. When we were up at the stables, that first day Robin rode Chessie, she started talking and I asked her about the complications of bringing Mulan into their relationship. She put two and two together, and presumed I wanted something like that with Robin. But I never said anything specifically about us."

"Hmm..." Regina wasn't convinced. "Even so, I don't want this getting out before we're ready. We aren't even sure he wants this too! He never actually said anything, but if he does, we need to tell Henry and Roland before anyone else. Word's going to get around pretty quickly!"

"You're right. But Gina, I've said I want him in our lives, and you did too. But...are you still sure? Because if you're not, then I'm not either!"


Ten minutes later, carrying a tray with three cups, Robin came back into the bedroom to find it empty, laughter and noise coming from the en-suite bathroom. "Tea, ladies?" he called from the other side of the door. Their laughter suddenly stopped.

"Just leave them on the side table outside!" Marian yelled back. "We're just, erm - one of us will be out in a few minutes!" He then heard several hushed whispers, and giggling. Feeling slightly hurt at the little snub, he couldn't resist doing something he'd avoided so far. Using his new magic, he focused hard on the wood surface of the door, and in a moment, a hazy view appeared before him of what was happening.

There was Marian, lying back in a large bath, filled with foam, her hair up in a messy bun. And at the opposite end lay Regina, her right leg draped over Marian's left. The wives were simply lying there, talking, while Regina seemed to be rubbing her arm with a flannel. The simple, marital scene touched him, even if he did feel a little excluded. To the right of Marian, and within reach of the bath, stood a small occasional table, with a jug and cloth on it. Focusing his magic, two of the mugs of tea from the tray teleported into the bathroom, apparating on the little white table, the magic immediately felt by Regina, who saw them appear.

"What the hell? Robin?"

"Seems a shame to let them go cold! You're going to be there a while, so I'll see you downstairs when you're ready."

It took a moment for her to realise what he'd done. He may be able to move things, but… "Hold on – Robin, are you spying on us?"

"I peeked, just so I could find somewhere to put the mugs. I'm not looking now…" the voice replied from the other side of the door.

"Robin!" Marian whinged, "This is private! For all you know, one of us could have been sitting on the loo, for goodness sake!"

"Pretty unlikely – I assume that's one thing you don't do in each other's company? Sorry, I won't look again. I'll leave you be…" They heard him step away, and the bedroom door finally shut after that.

Marian leaned up, taking her cup, whispering, just in case. "So now he sees through walls? After that knicker incident, it might be a good idea to remember that! Do you think we should have let him come in?"

"No chance. He would have wanted to get in with us, and we both know where that would go! After all, you're rather insatiable, Mrs. Locksley!"

"You're a fine one to talk! You were pretty energetic yourself last night, I recall?"

"When given the right…motivation." She flicked a finger of bath foam at her, as they continuing to wash. Finally, a large jug of warm water apparated beside them. "We haven't got all day to just lie here. We need to be gone by eight! Turn around, I'll do your hair." Marian silently obeyed, kneeling up from the milky water, displaying her full upper torso. To Regina it was an almost illicit thrill, never failing to make her sigh at the radiant beauty who was now her wife.

Turning and sitting again between Regina's thighs, warm hands started massaging her hair and scalp as a bottle of shampoo magically appeared, the jug suspending itself above her once again. Once a week, usually on a Saturday night, the pair would bathe together like this, washing and tending to each other. It had become a little ritual of theirs, which they both relished. Just another little demonstration of their love. After a little while they both turned, Regina's turn to be shampooed. As Marian worked her way through the glorious locks, the queen moaned contentedly. "I don't want bath night to change. Even if he's living here, this should always be our time!"

"Why should it? I'm pretty sure it makes no difference to him. He was always a quick bather anyway. When we lived in the forest, he was forever diving into cold lakes with a bar of soap, and coming straight out again. No, this is just for us. Girls' night!"

"Mmm. But it'll be different with two boys in the house. Three when Henry stays! I guess we'll have to be a little more discreet in future." She bopped a little shampoo sud on Marian's nose. "Quieter, in your case…"

"Damn cheek! You're the screamer round here!" she spun, tickling her, making a small wave of water rise, spilling over the bath, as Regina screeched.


The Diner – later that morning

"So, that was definitely a true love wave, we felt last night? Someone's arrived in Storybrooke?"

"It was," Merlin confirmed, sitting at a table, his daughter opposite. "Though I don't think it's anyone I haven't met before. I can detect traces of signatures with each wave, and this one seemed somehow familiar."

"Who? There's only a handful of us here with magic. Leaving you two aside, there's me, Regina and Gold. Jefferson's not living here anymore. Unless you count the fairies…"

"There's more than you imagine, Emma. You forgot Robin! Then there's the next generation, with magic that has yet to be released. Your brother Neal, for example. Then you have young Roland, your own daughter, and of course, Henry."

"Henry's got magic too? Are you sure? Since when?"

"Since the day you gave birth to him. He may be the Author, and that's magic right there. But I sense more. It would seem his father was also one of your true loves, hence the magic. I thought you knew?"

Her mind was racing. Neal? Poignant, considering how much he hated magic. "So the wave. That could be Henry?" She thought about his recent relationships. Grace? Violet? "Does Grace, Jefferson's daughter, have magic?"

"I can't say as I haven't met the girl. But it's quite possible, as I do recall he and his dear departed wife Priscilla did indeed share true love. Why, is she in a relationship with anyone?"

"Well…I'm not sure. He never said anything to me, and she's sorta Henry's flatmate. So…"

Merlin considered it as two large breakfast plates, Granny Specials, were brought to the table by Dorothy. "It's possible. But it's unlikely Henry and young Grace caused what happened last night. It was far too powerful for someone who's powers haven't fully revealed themselves. No, I suspect the cause was not one, but two powerful magical souls. I'm sure all will be revealed in due course..."

Just then, the diner door opened, Roland running in, his father following behind. Looking up at the former thief, the Sorcerer smiled, having now recognised one of last night's magical signatures.

"Robin my dear fellow, good morning. And to you too, young Roland! Celia and I have just started our breakfast, do please join us? Emma, you too?"

"Hi, Mr. Merlin!" said Roland, looking down at the enormous plate of sausages, fried eggs, bacon, beans, toast and some sort of black pudding. "Papa, can I have a breakfast like that, please?"

Robin nodded at the Sorcerer, "Roland, if you ate all that I fear you would burst!"

He looked at Celia's plate. "But that beautiful lady there has one! Will she burst too?"

Celia sniggered. "I certainly hope not! But thank you for the nice compliment, young man!"

"Roland, this is my daughter, Celia. She and her sisters may be slim, but I assure you they eat like horses, all of them!" He smiled as she rolled her eyes. "Celia, this is Robin's boy."

"And as handsome as his father, I see!" She winked at Robin, something definitely picked up by Emma. "Yes, come join us? I'd like to talk about your impending trip to New York. Emma, you're welcome to join us too? I've a little gift for your handsome captain, for his kindness."

"Oh, you shouldn't have. He wasn't expecting anything but...I have to admit, seeing that food is making me seriously hungry!"

A few minutes after ordering, Merlin eyed him carefully. "Robin, you probably didn't notice us, but Celia and I were dining in the corner of that splendid Italian restaurant when you came in with the ladies last night. Did you have a nice evening?"

"You were there? I'm sorry I didn't notice, otherwise I would have said hello. Yes, a lovely evening. Very good food. And you?"

"Superb, thank you. We left after you. Regina and Marian looked sensational, by the way! Where did you get to after that?"

"Oh, we took a taxi and had coffees at their place." Best not mention I stayed over. "You?"

"Back to the convent. Blue's still putting us up till we both leave. I guess you felt that magical wave last night too, then?"

"I'm sorry…wave? What wave?" It took him a moment to realise what he was talking about.

"My dear chap, the magical wave from a True Love's kiss! It happened just before eleven o' clock last night. It was very powerful. I would have thought someone with your new powers would have picked up on it immediately! Emma, Celia and I certainly did, and Blue! I was hoping you might help us shed light on where it came from?" As he said it, he looked across at Emma, hoping she was paying attention.

Robin thought back to what they were doing. How can I tell him I was having a wild threesome with two of the hottest women on the planet? "Um…no, no idea. My mind must have been elsewhere! Sorry I can't help. Is there a problem?"

Merlin smiled, watching the frown on Emma's brow. She'd clearly picked up on the almost-lie too! "No problem. I'm just curious. Still, I dare say we'll find out in due course. Now…this looks wonderful, Cee. Let's eat!"

Twenty minutes later, as Emma stood to pay and leave, Marian walked in, a beaming smile immediately appearing on her face the moment she spotted Roland and Robin. Nodding hello to the Saviour, she brushed past, walking to their table, before sliding her hand over the boy's head and shoulder and plopping down next to him, after greeting Merlin and Celia. She saw the coy grin Regina's wife gave her former husband, which he returned. That was a look of more than friendship! Could those two have got together? It could explain the 'true love' thing!"

"Dammit, Regina, why aren't you answering? Turn your bloody phone on!" she muttered.


The Sheriff's Office

An hour later, Emma was sitting at her desk, updating crime reports on the computer, when Philip Briar walked in. Having won the mayoralty over three years ago, following Regina resigning for reasons of ill health, the former Prince Philip had transformed the role far more than anyone expected. A former soldier, Philip was used to simplicity of command and reporting. Seeing the ludicrous duplication and administration which the former Evil Queen had insisted on, he determined to do the opposite. Immersing himself in the new technology of the realm, and with a little help from Belle Gold and some of the teenage students, he organised the purchase of centralised computers and applications for them to do their work quicker and easier, streamlining everything. Where decisions could be delegated, he did so. As a result, Emma's role as Town Sheriff had been transformed. Reports were now submitted weekly, and took less than an hour. So everyone could work a sensible shift, without having to be on call twenty four hours a day. Philip appointed a second sheriff, the former Knight of the Round Table, Sir Hank Morgan. Although she initially worried it would undermine her own role, Hank's sharing the role turned out to be sheer genius, and it allowed her the flexibility to regain some sort of social life. Without Hank, continuing as sheriff when she discovered she was pregnant would have been difficult. So, he soon became a trusted friend an ally after her initial rocky start with him going back to when she was a Dark One.

As she settled to file her own reports, Hank sat opposite, updating her as they switched from the night shift. "So…a quiet night?" she looked at the empty cells. "No Saturday night fights at the Rabbit Hole?"

"Not this time. A few bolshy arguments, one married couple rowing and disturbing the neighbours, but not much else. There were a few calls before midnight, one from the convent and a few others asking whether we'd seen any unexpected visitors from over the town line? It's rare to get a call from the nuns. Apparently, there was some sort of magical 'wave' they'd felt. As it's magic, that's more your area of expertise! I took a wander to the town line, and sent Emily to the edge of the forest to check things that side, but all quiet. Bit of a boring night really!"

"I just had breakfast with Merlin. It was magic, but nothing to worry out. So, how's Violet? Henry and Grace came back Friday. As she's still living at Henry's, I just thought…"

"She went backpacking with a friend but she's back next week. I'm glad she's living with him. Makes me feel she's safe! He's a lovely young man, your lad. You and Regina did a good job."

Emma wondered whether he realised his daughter was regularly sharing a bed with her son as well as the flat? "Thanks. Yeah, he's good, no thanks to me. I really miss him when he's away, though. He stayed over last night, but got in late. I've hardly spoken to him…"

"I saw him around eleven at the Rabbit Hole. He and Grace Hatter were in there with a few of their old friends. Jefferson was there too. They were all high-spirited, but nothing too much."

Henry and Grace? Two youngsters with, according to Merlin, magical powers? Could they be the 'true loves' that caused the wave? She wondered why Robin had lied about last night. Robin and Marian? Why am I even worrying about this?

"Okay, I'm going. Mulan should be in at nine. If you need Mayor Phil for any reason, he said he's meeting Regina at the riding school this morning. Have a good day, Emma."

"You too. I do need to speak to him. I haven't patrolled that way in ages, so I'll take a ride over to the school myself when Mulan gets here…"


Storybrooke Riding School

Regina had an early meeting with Philip at the riding scholl, to discuss public funding towards it. Over the last year she'd grown to like Storybrooke's young mayor. An outdoorsman from birth, despite his noble background, Philip was direct, and obsessed with horses. Also his manner reminded her so much of Daniel, her first love. What they'd come to discuss was completed in the first fifteen minutes so, over coffee, the conversation changed to other things, once she could hold back a yawn no longer.

"Well, I know I can be boring sometimes, Regina. But I had no intention of putting you to sleep!"

"I do apologise!" She smiled back. "Very rude of me, but I assure you it's not you! I didn't sleep much last night, and none of us are getting any younger, are we?"

"You should have said. We could have rescheduled, or met in town later? We also had a late night. Hard to sleep after that weird magic wave hit town. And the light! Strange, gold colour. Rory and I both felt it, but Mulan stayed sleeping. I rang Merlin first thing, as he's staying at the convent. 'True Love's magic', he called it. We didn't get to sleep till gone one this morning, because of that!"

Her eyes widened. "True Love magic? I never felt anything," she blatantly lied. "What time was this?"

"Around eleven last night. Merlin said it was almost certainly caused by not one, but two magical people. Heaven knows, it was strong enough. It seems Aurora and I felt it because we've both been affected by magic. Rory with the sleeping curse, and me being turned into a Yaoguai."

Regina tried to hide her reaction, knowing it was almost certainly the same magic that burst from the three of them last night. Although slightly embarrassed, a part of her rejoiced at the confirmation of what she'd thought when it happened. "I'm sorry I missed it."

"Still, anything else I can help with here, before I go? I was thinking about taking Chester, or one of the others, for a quick canter before I leave. If that helps?"

"It's always nice to see another obsessive rider! Yes, that would be helpful. I only trust a handful of us to ride him these days. But..." she looked at him, wondering whether she had the courage to ask. "I wonder. May I ask you a personal question?"

"Certainly. If it's too personal, I can always decline to answer. Go ahead…"

"Thank you. I remember some months ago, when you told us about you three getting together? Marian and I were very touched at the time, and as a result you were probably the first people we came out to. So I was wondering. How did you go about convincing Mulan to move in with you both? Into your marriage, I mean? She reminds me of Robin. Very proper and, well, rather moralistic. How did you persuade…no, no look, I'm sorry, that's rude of me! I have no right…"

"No, it's quite alright. You're not prurient, like some around here! I'm happy to answer but, only if you'll answer a question of mine?" He received a cautious nod back. "Are you asking me, because of your relationship with Robin? Because you're considering a polyamorous relationship like ours?"

She was tempted to immediately deny it, but, as he was the one most likely to understand, she hesitated before slowly nodding. "You're surprisingly perceptive, young Briar! But I warn you, if you so much as say a word to anyone…"

"Have no fear, Regina. I kept your confidence before, and I'll do so again. Regarding Mulan, once we both told her we didn't just love her but were in love with her, she shrunk into herself. She left us for a good two weeks, without saying a word. Rory and I were worried sick, thinking we'd lost her! When she finally came back, she told us she felt she was getting in the way of our happy ending. That it was a passing phase, and it could ruin everything for us. We just had to repeat that we were certain, so much so, that we wanted to go public, if need be. I think that's what finally persuaded her; knowing we were serious."

"So, proposing marriage to her last year was a turning point? Wasn't that a bit premature?"

"We proposed together. A few days after we became engaged, she said she'd never have considered it if we hadn't been in it as one. Because she was terrified of breaking up our marriage. It's because we did it together that she accepted. Yes, it probably was premature, but we knew we all had enough love to prosper. As it turned out, two months later she became pregnant, so we had to postpone the wedding anyway! But still it was worth it. Rory ended up with a perfect wife, I ended up with two perfect wives, and eventually my darling Li too! With Pip, we're complete…"

"You make it sound so easy. So straightforward."

"It definitely wasn't! We had some tough times and it's just that bit more complicated. But it's double the love so it's worth it. I hope it can work for you too…"

She smiled back at him as her phone buzzed into life, the ringtone Marian's. Opening it, she read:

'Robin and I talked. I'll pick up Roland and he'll be joining us at home at six. Could you ask Henry? Love you x'

"Problem?" asked Philip, seeing her frown.

"I don't think so. But thanks for the chat."

"Glad to help. One thing I'd would like to know, though. That true love wave. Be honest now, it was you, wasn't it?"

"What on earth makes you think that?" She glared fiercely, trying to intimidate him to retract what he just said. He didn't.

"Because there was a time, a couple of years ago, when Aurora, Mulan and I acknowledged our love. Each of us for the other two. I won't go into details about what happened, but the three of us felt a wave, even though it wasn't as powerful as last night's! I'm not judging. I'm hoping others, meaning you, find that too…"

Her glare slowly morphed into a shy grin, but she stayed silent.

My lips are sealed!" he sniggered back. "Mind you, that silence does come at a price!"

Her brow raised, a hit of annoyance in her eyes. "And what would that price be, Mr. Mayor?"

"Why, an invitation to the wedding, of course!"


Mifflin Street – early evening

It was just after six when Regina arrived back, having picked up Roland on the way. Robin, needing to head over to the convent, promised he'd come over, regardless of the boys' response, an hour later, to collect Roland if there was a problem. The three of them had agreed that it should be the mothers who told them. Marian and Regina had also agreed that, should the boys become hostile to their intention, they would postpone any change for the moment.

Henry had already arrived and, as the women sat opposite their sons in the living room, he gave them a suspicious look.

"You said it was important? Why all the mystery? What's going on, mum?"

Regina and Marian sat side-by-side on the smaller sofa. Regina gave her wife a little look, silently asking her to continue, with a little squeeze of her hand. Marian started. "OK. Look, we wanted the two of you to know first." She faced her son. "Roland, it's been an astonishing week for the three of us, hasn't it?" Her son nodded, waiting for her to carry on, when her eyes fell on the young man. "Henry, when Robin came back, your mum and I overreacted, and not in a good way! I was so shocked I said some stupid things to him, which unfortunately, Roland heard…"

"Yeah, Ro and I have been talking on Skype. I know what happened, and that he's been living on the Jolly with Robin this week!"

Looking at her nine year old, she was astonished at just how much the boy had changed in less than a week. "Yes, well, since then I've apologised several times, not just to Roland but to his father too. And hopefully, he's accepted I'm only human, after all! Well, we've been talking and, he told me he wanted to stay with his father for a while. Isn't that right, my love?"

The boy nodded again, but said nothing. Would she try insisting he lived with her again? Would he have another argument? Would she slap him if he said no?

Regina took over. "Roland, whatever happened when he came here that day, was just because your mother, and I, were in shock! Do you understand what that means? We said things, and did things, we didn't mean. The fact is, your mother truly loves your father. So much so, that when they were originally together, they had something called 'True Love magic'. Do you know what that means?"

The boy seemed unsure, so she carried on. "True Love Magic is the most powerful white magic of all. So powerful, that it can break curses, and reverse the effects of any potion. It can also give magic to any children that such true love produces. You remember what Merlin told you this week?"

"You're saying Roland's got magic?" gasped Henry.

'Yes, the sort of white magic your other mother has. But it's dormant, just like Emma's was until she was nearly thirty years old. Her brother Neal has it too. And so do you!"

"Me? But that's just author powers! Not real magic. Nothing like you guys!"

"You had the power to rewrite our happy endings, didn't you? That's magic, but like Roland's, yours will come when your mind's ready to receive it. But yes Henry, you have it too!"

"Okay…well, even if that's true, how does it affect us now? Why am I here?"

"Henry, Robin may have been Marian's former true love, but it didn't actually end with her apparent death, or his! It continues, even into the afterlife. So, Marian and Robin do still have that link. Knowing that and…not being together can be…painful."

"So, they need to be together? If that's the case, where does that leave you? You two are married now. Do you have to lose him again?"

"No Henry, not at all!" said Marian. "When Tinker Bell sent Regina to find Robin with fairy dust all those years ago, she sent her to her true love. She was Robin's just as much as I was, albeit in another realm and time. It was fate that brought the two of us together, grieving over the grave of our shared love."

Henry considered what she'd said. "And when you proposed to mum, and she accepted, we all felt the magic wave in the next room! Hang on a minute? That magical wave last night - that was you wasn't it? I somehow knew it was a true love one. But was that you and Robin, or mum and Robin? Were you kinda…reconnecting somehow?" he asked, but realised he didn't necessarily want the grisly details!

"It was Robin, Marian and myself, all together!" said Regina. "Each of us realised that we were in love with the other two, and acknowledged it to each other." Well at least it was easier than explaining that the 'acknowledgment' came via a mind-blowing shared orgasm!

The mothers waited for the revelation to sink in. As Henry's eyes widened in surprise, Roland blurted, "Like Pip and Li's parents?"

"Yes, my love. A little like Aurora, Mulan and Philip. Except with more magic!"

Henry and Roland looked at each other, both a little bewildered and wondering whether this was a good thing, or not?. "So, what does that all mean?" asked Henry, after an uncomfortable silence. "What are you going to do about it?"

"We've asked Robin to come live with us." She took Marian's hand again. "He hasn't said yes yet, because he wants to wait, until we've spoken to you both."

"If dad does come and live here, I will too!" said Roland. "He can sleep in my room, like we do on the Jolly!"

Marian smiled back at him, stealing a quick glance at Regina, who pursed her lips slightly, a look instantly picked up by Henry, who added, "I doubt he'll be sleeping in your room, Ro!" he arched a brow at Regina. "But still, it might be nice for you to have the three of them together under one roof? Mum, how do you think the rest of the town's going to take it?"

"No idea, Henry. But frankly, I don't think it's going to be too much of a problem. After all, when Fa Mulan moved in with the Briars, there was some prurient interest. But from what Mayor Philip told me, apart from a few raised eyebrows and the odd asinine comment, everyone accepted it. He's still the mayor, she's still a deputy sheriff and Aurora still runs the old people's home."

Roland's eyes lit up, realising something. "Except they got married! Are you going to marry papa?"

"Wow, hold on, Rollie, it's still very early days! He only came back to us a week ago, so, it partly depends on how things go between all of us. It's unfamiliar ground and not something to do lightly, but, well, your mother and I have discussed it and I rather like the idea at some time in the future. But once again, we want to hear what you two have to say about it!"

"Henry," Marian interrupted, "you said about Roland and the three of us, but you never mentioned yourself! This is your home, even more than mine. We need you to be okay with this too."

He ignored the question, asking his own. "You said Robin wanted you to speak to us first? But what's he actually said about all this?"

"He said that if you, or Roland, were against him moving in, then he wouldn't. He'd wait and see how things progressed and we can look again in the future. So, what do you think?"

"Honestly? Well if I was Ro's age, still at school, I'd definitely be getting ribbed by the guys about this!" He noticed his mother seemed to be wringing her hands, her anxiety obvious. "Mum, I remember just how bad you were losing him when fake-Marian came, and they left for New York. Marian, she was in such a bad way! And then later he sacrificed himself saving her life..." The taller woman nodded, having heard the stories several times. "So, I know he's in love with her, and obviously you too. It may be a bit weird, but..." the look the mothers shared, told him all he needed to know! "...but it seems like fate, doesn't it? So, I guess you have my blessing too! However, I would like to talk to him alone, if that's okay?"