A/N: Thank you all for waiting and those who continuing to discover this story. I know it has been so long. It has been hard to get back into the grove of writing especially when I felt OUAT going off the rails after season 4.

I firmly will ignore any OUAT cannon after season 3. It just became trash to me. After this chapter, the next chapter will be the last. Time to wrap this story up. Please take care of yourselves. I hope this chapter is somewhat satisfactory.

*Random note* I watched Star Trek TNG, DS9, and Voyager. I am now semi-obsessed with Janeway/Seven stories. I hope more people discover this awesome show and fanfics for this awesome couple continue to flourish.


After a couple of days in the hospital, Regina was cleared to go home with her newborn. The Swan Mills family settled into a new routine with of having a baby in the house. When Emily sleeps or cries, it was a huge adjustment to their daily routine, especially for Emma and Henry who have never experienced living with babies before.

But Emma always made the effort to sooth Emily's wails in the middle of the night to help Regina. She stares in amazement at the little pretty bundle of joy in her arms. She rubs her finger over daughter's eyebrows and on her cute button nose. She thinks she will inherit her dimples. "You are so cute, yes you are. You're not going to date until you are 30," she cooed in a high voice.

She feels she has so much to make up for, and Regina was so patient with her when it came to showing her how to take care of their daughter like feeding her, how to burp her, and changing her diaper. She did read maternity books to get her prepared but when her daughter laid down with urine soaked butt, she still needed guidance. But now she is at home with Henry upstairs, and Regina is out grocery shopping now that she has maternal leave. But Emma doesn't feel prepare for this…level of disgust.

She was sitting in the living room playing on her phone when just smelled something horribly putrid. The blonde sniffed around her.

"What the hell is that?" she yelled at no one in particular. She sniffed around which lead her to the elegant crib her princess Emily laid in. Her daughter had a stupidly adorable smile.

"Don't you look happy," Emma said as she cautiously leans over the crib to take a whiff of Emily's diaper.

"What the fuck?!" she felt the wind knocked out of her and as she pinched her nose.

The blonde timidly used her left hand while holding her nose to check the baby's diaper. She snatched her hand back with quickness even as Emily gummed on her fist like she was laughing at her mother.

"What is that smell?" Henry had marched down the stairs to go to the kitchen to get a snack and scrunched his nostrils like that was going to close his passageways.

"It's your sister." She answered as he came into the baby's room.

"What did she eat?"

"Just," waving her arms around, "baby food. It makes no sense how a little human being can produce that type of poop."

An idea popped in her head as she turned towards her first born.

"Hey…best big brother in the world…"

Henry got the hint and scurry out of the room. "Nope, I know what you are about to ask. Not doing it."

"Traitor," she yelled at his fleeing back. It wasn't like Emma hasn't change her daughter's diaper before. But poop was literally coming out of Emily's pamper. Now she is gagging in her throat. And she refuses to call Regina for help, that would seem so pathetic and her love already does so much. It was quite a dichotomy that her daughter is cooing so adorable but smells like a dump trunk full of manure.

She immediately dialed some back up.


"Why the hell I am here, Ems? Is anybody in trouble?" Neal frantically burst into the mansion, bypassing Emma to go into the living area, looking around.

"Hold on Rambo, nobody's head has been chopped off. Come here and help me with something?" Considering that Neal doesn't really do much around Storybrooke, he has a lot of free time on his hands.

Neal followed Emma into Emily's nursery. "What the fuck?" It was like the smell of death as his entered his niece's nursey.

"Hey, stop cursing. This is what I need help with." She pointed as they looked over Emily's crib who is getting finnicky now.

"Why did you do this, niece?" He scrunched his nose up to try to prevent as much putrid smell as possible from being smelt.

They tagged team cleaning the adorable princess. Neal elevated his niece two little feet as Emma daintily cleaned her tush while trying to not get any weirdly black/green poop on her hands.

Both noses are scrunched as Emma quickly slide the diaper down and Neal put baby powder and closed the it up.

"Whew man, thanks so much. It feels like I can breathe again." Emma gave Neal a one had dap as she finished putting a yellow onesie on Emily.

Emily gummed her fingers as she looked up two man-child.

"How can someone so little produce so much toxic waste?"

"Dude, I don't know. I am glad you were here because my son," she yelled out towards the stairs where Henry escaped, "totally abandoned me." She picked her up and soothed her back.

"Hey, don't blame the kid. Now, you owe me some beer". He went to the frig and grabbed some Stella and they sat and chilled until Regina came back home.

She entered the house with a couple of groceries in which Neal rushed to help. "What are we having for dinner?" he asked as he took the bags away from Regina. "Hey sweetie! Say hi mommy." Emma helped waved Emily's hand as she grinned at her mother.

"Hello my darling," she cooed to her daughter. "And I don't remember asking you over Neal." She went to give Emma a kiss and travelled to the kitchen to put up food.

"Nonsense, who is going to feed me? I like eating, you like cooking. It is a win-win. I'm just a permanent fixture that you are stuck with. What are we having?"

Neal has been consistently over to the Swan-Mills residence. It was a blessing for him to regain the confidence of the Emma as a friend. Building a relationship with Regina. He has lived a few centuries. It is not like he came from a big family. At all. It is nice to have a sister. To have…family. That is what he has been looking but never knew.

So they talked. It took some time for Regina to open up about her past. They discussed their traumas with Rumple. They gotten closer.

"Grilled lamb chops, roasted potatoes, and a spring salad."

"Sounds delicious!"

Henry decided to make his own entrance down the stairs.

"Is the coast clear?"

"It is you little twerp!" The little brunet just scoffed and entered the kitchen to help put things away.

"You are the adult, it is not on me to change the diaper." Regina sent a questioning look at Emma as Neal gagged in reflex in remembering "The Incident".

"Hell yeah. Let me get that, your daughter had the worse poop ever. It smelled like death." Emma handed Emily over to take over the groceries.

Regina cut her eyes out at her fiancé for cursing in front of their daughter and insulting their son.

"Ignore your ma, you are the best," she kissed each cheek which illicit the cutest baby sounds and rubbed Henry's head.

"Hey, you be nice to be me. We are about to get married soon." Emma lightly pecked Regina on the lips.

Neal and Henry rolled their eyes. "Did you getting pick a date finally?"

"Yes, we did, it will be in two weeks. Thank goodness for that!" Having Snow and Cora of all people trying to help with wedding planning has been the most exhausting and confusing thing to ever happen.

They agreed on concepts like having an extravagant wedding. As much as Regina liked Cora actually being supportive about her romantic relationship, she wants her last wedding ever to be nothing like her first. And since Emma and Regina had to disregard almost of all of Snow and Cora's plans, they compromised on one thing.


"You know this is ridiculous, right?" Emma asked as most of Storybrooke's populace were gathering in the town hall.

"It is actually quite a common custom in the Enchanted Forest. If you grew up there, you would have gone through the same thing." Regina responded as she bounced their daughter dressed in a beautiful little white silk dress. Nothing but the best for the princess.

"I hope this ends quickly, I rather be at home with you and our kids. I'm not cut out for all of this royalty crap."

Snow tapped the microphone a couple of times as Cora stood next to her in the podium all puffed up with proud. Never would she follow behind the little tart. She may not liked her, but Cora has grew tolerant of the Charming family since she has no choice considering that they share two grandchildren together.

"Thank you all for coming to the naming ceremony". The crowd gathered quieted down as Snow greeted them.

"As you know, our sheriff and mayor have a princess to introduce."

Cora joined in for the next part with Snow.

"We present, Princess Emily Swan-Mills."

The people clapped and cheered as Emma raised Emily to show to the crowd. She felt like she was Rafiki holding up Simba from the Lion King. She mentioned all of this to Regina beforehand when they were hashing this ceremony out with Cora and Snow. Emma thought it was silly and Henry thought it was hilarious when she made that comparison. When she asked if Regina if Lion King was real too, the brunette just shook her head and threw up hands in aggravation.

Many people came up to see Emily and commented how cute she was to the couple. Regina and Emma decided to do this naming ceremony as a way to compromised on not having a large wedding. They very well couldn't invite every single person to witness the wedding of the Savior and formerly Evil Queen.

Cora looked over at the rabble in the smug confidence. There is still a petty side to her that enjoys people cowering and adoring her royal offspring. She is trying to do better but she likes being petty.

"I'm just glad this is over. I don't care to be a royal at all." Emma huffed out.

"I'm still your Queen, am I not?" Regina teased Emma to get her out of a funky mood. She was used to these outlandish customs that royalty participated in.

"Don't you ever doubt it."


The shop is the safest place for him to have a conversation. Regina was sat uptight and prim and agitated waiting for whatever is going to spew out of him. It is still hard for her to acknowledge that the imp is a part of her, but Henry will always be her father.

Neal was looking around whistling, this is all very awkward for him. He has not been around Rumple much at all. He spent most of his time just hanging out with Emma and trying to be the annoying big brother to Regina which she pretends is obnoxious, but he knows he is endearing to her.

"Do you know why we have been summoned to this creepy shop?" Neal asked the shorter woman as she crossed her arms in agitation.

"Probably to continue in making overtures for being a horrible human being."

Rumple has been trying to make amends to both his children for his horrible parenting in the past. For Regina, it just gets overwhelming in dealing with multiple rehabilitating villains and raising two children along with or upcoming nuptials.

The older magician finally announced his presence.

"I thank you for the coming.I will keep this brief." He cleared his throat as he leaned on his cane, looking at his two grown children.

He went on about how he was deeply sorry for his behavior and vowed to make up for his past actions. Regina conceded that if he was truly working on himself, he should go to Archie for assistance. Being a Dark One for hundreds of years can damaged one's psyche. Regina and Neal talked out with Rumple how they wanted to moved forever at that pace. They both are ready for new beginnings.