February 13th 2017

The music that was playing was almost ethereal, and the sight of Emma walking towards her had her breath catching in her throat. She caught the eye of Henry who was standing beside her who smirked and handed her a lace handkerchief. It was only then that she realised she was crying, and when she looked to the blonde again, her smile blossomed automatically, as she noticed tears in the eyes of the other woman. Her heart skipped a beat in her chest as Emma reached where she was standing, and she was struck then by the immense beauty that was Emma Swan.

A gasp pulled Regina out of the dream of marrying the woman who'd bought her reason for living into existence. She found that she was uncomfortably warm to the point of perspiring and her heart was racing. She wiped the sweat from her brow and pressed her hand against her chest, trying to calm her beating heart. It was Monday, normally she would be up now to shower and get ready for her day but she had booked a few days off work to make up for all of the overtime she had worked the previous week, as well as to spend time with her son and his other mother, knowing that the blonde would be visiting. Well that had been the plan before she'd put her foot in it with Emma. She hadn't seen Emma or Henry since they had got back from Boston, but she was excited to spend the next few days with the pair. She pulled her phone off charge and checked it, seeing no missed calls or texts. She'd had multiple from them both the day before but was too embarrassed to admit how she had overreacted. Henry had text her asking if he could come home, and she had told him to spend as much time with his other mother as he could before she went back to Boston, and even after he had told her he was not upset by what had happened, she didn't want him to come back while she was still trying to process everything that had gone on recently. She had done a lot of thinking the day before and had made some decisions, and she was excited to share them with Emma. She was ready to text Emma and invite her over so they could talk when she heard clattering downstairs.

She began to panic and looked around for the gun she thought she had left on the bedside table next to her before she took a deep breath, realising it was more likely she was overreacting than that someone was actually trying to break into her house. Part of her had assumed that after her overreaction the other day, Emma would have just gone back to Boston, but she also knew how much Emma had changed in her time in Storybrooke, and that she wasn't the runner she was those years ago.

Deciding to forgo her shower temporarily until she had made some coffee, she pulled her robe from behind the door and wrapped it tightly around her shoulders. She made her way downstairs, avoiding the step that creaked looking to the front door. It appeared to still be locked and she was confused as she was still hearing noises from the kitchen, much like at the weekend. Somehow that thought caused her to relax, knowing it was more than likely Emma in her kitchen, than someone that would actually break in to the Evil Queens house.

She moved forward and peeked into the kitchen, shocked to see her favourite blonde plating up what looked like Granny's pancakes, adding a single flower into a small vase also sat on the tray. She picked it up with a self-satisfied smile and moved to the doorway, before noticing a timid Regina in the doorway. She smiled reassuringly, trying not to feel disheartened at the look on the brunette's face. "Shit, Gina, I was trying to surprise you!"

Regina glared, despite the warm feeling spreading through her heart. "I think Saturday demonstrated that I do not like surprises, Miss Swan." Emma's smile fell and she stepped back to the island, placing the tray atop it. Emma knew Regina was still raw about the past couple of days, and she'd been upset herself the previous night when Regina had refused her entry to the house after Emma suggested they tell Henry about their budding relationship.

Without looking at Regina, Emma grabbed her jacket from where it was slung over the island and went to move past the mayor on her way out. She wasn't expecting the woman she loved to grab her wrist to prevent her leaving, instead spinning her into her arms. The kiss was quick but it stopped both women in their tracks as they stepped back from each other and just looked at each other.

"Emma, I…"

"Gina, this…"

Emma blushed awkwardly as Regina looked down at the floor. "Go ahead…" Regina nodded, trying to catch Emma's eye.

"Emma, I'm so sorry. I hate how this weekend turned out. I wanted to have a week for us, and Henry… I was going to suggest we tell him after tomorrow, I was just scared… I figured he'd assume I'd done something to you. I've been told enough times that nobody could truly love me and…"

Emma frowned and stepped closer to Regina again. "I just want to tell you Regina, that no amount of arguing and fighting with you will make me run away. I'm done with that, I thought I'd done enough to prove that to you…" Regina looked up at Emma with tears in her eyes.

"I just want Henry to be happy, and I hoped that would be happy with both of his moms… I never expected us to end up like… this. I never imagined spending my Valentine's Day with you Em…" Emma pulled the brunette into her arms again, much like Saturday and wrapped her arms tightly around her.

"I already told you Regina, our boy just wants you to be happy, and if our little family of three makes you happy, then our little family is what you shall have." She smiled as the mayor lay her head on her shoulder. They both jumped as the front door slammed, and Regina pushed Emma away, ignoring the dirty look the sheriff shot her way. Henry quickly made his way into the kitchen and frowned when he saw his moms glaring at each other. He stepped closer to the woman who raised him and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, smiling reassuringly at her.

"Mom, we were supposed to be spending this weekend together before your big date tomorrow…" Regina shot a scowl to Emma who shrugged with a grin. "I just… I've wanted you two to get together for years now, I can't believe it took you so long… I hope you know I would never judge you mom. I love you, and I love ma, and I think you two could love each other…" Regina didn't say anything, instead just hugged her son and looked across at the woman she shared a son with, not breaking eye contact this time.

The moment was over when Emma's stomach rumbled, and the mother-son pair glanced at the blonde as they burst into a fit of giggles. Emma glanced at the pancakes on the counter and huffed, looking to Regina, the puppy-dog eyes out in full force. "What do you say Gina, Granny's for breakfast?" With a look to Henry, she saw him pulling the same face and nodded, unable to hide her smile.

Deciding she could forgo her shower until that evening, Regina ran upstairs to change. She wanted to spend as much time with her son and Emma as possible, knowing that she would have to return to Boston at some point. She didn't want to keep them waiting and so opted for some jeans and one of her more casual blouses, refusing to complete her outfit with anything other than her signature heels. She decided to give herself a light layer of makeup, not comfortable enough yet to go makeup free in front of Emma, or the town. She knew the blonde would be wearing her armour, her jacket, and so believed she should be allowed the same.

It was unseasonably sunny when they stepped out of Mifflin, Henry deliberately walking in front of them by a few steps to give them some privacy. Regina was still trying to keep up a conversation with the pair, not wanting Henry to think she was ignoring him, but she stopped when Emma took her hand and came to a stop, Regina stopping as she met resistance. She rolled her eyes but couldn't help the grin that popped up on her face, shaking her head as she pulled Emma alongside her. They remained holding hands as they walked into the busy diner.

Emma waited for the normally composed former evil queen to dash from the diner at the looks they were receiving, and was surprised when Regina pulled the blonde closer and kissed Emma lightly on the cheek. They heard a gasp from behind them as the ringing of the doorbell announced someone had entered the diner. The three of them turned as one, and this time it was Emma who stepped away from Regina as she noticed her mother, wide eyed, staring at them.