The funeral went as well as one could go. Regina stood to talk about Emma, while Mr. Gold somehow made it through his speech about Neal. He held Henry for the rest of the service, but whenever Regina or Robin tried to talk to him about custody, he shut down. All he had to say was that his son made his choice and that he wasn't in any state to care for Henry. Getting a good look at his much younger wife as they headed to the cemetery, Regina suddenly realized that she had a small baby bump. Him not contesting the will suddenly made a lot more sense.

After the cemetery, they all headed back to Emma and Neal's. Regina realized she had to start considering there home, not that she had time to move yet. Mal promised she would lend a hand and clear out her old place, along with helping her put it on the market. Even if things with Robin didn't work out, Regina wanted to stay in the home Henry had been raised in. It was what his parents had wanted.

There was a long line of shaking hands and nodding along to people she barely recognized. Emma and Neal didn't have a lot of friends, but everyone had shown up to pay their respects. Regina was grateful when she heard the cries from Henry's baby monitor, signaling that he had woken up. She retrieved him and brought him into the kitchen so he could get something to eat. He was so little, but it was almost as if he knew in a way. His sweaty palms clutched her dress as she bopped around the kitchen, which was covered with casserole dishes and pie plates.

"It was a beautiful service."

Regina did her best not to cringe at her mother's voice. She hadn't expected Cora to come, she lived in Boston and only visited once or twice a year. Even so, she had shown up to the church and followed back to the house. Regina couldn't even remember calling her mom and then realized that her sister must have.

Zelena was tied up in California, unable to make it. As bad as it was, Regina had been happy about that. She loved her sister, but she could be a bit much and had a tendency to make things all about her. Cora was a whole other can of worms, she hadn't ever even liked Emma. She came from a poorer family and was always rebellious. Even Neal, the son of a doctor, wasn't good enough company in Cora's eyes considering that he also wasn't the perfect son. It was her father who had supported the friendship and told Regina to ignore her mother. Emma and Neal hadn't named Henry after him, rather after the latter's favorite author. Still, it was nice to have another Henry in her life after losing her father.

"It was," Regina replied finally, settling Henry into his high chair.

"Those anecdotes about Emma weren't the most appropriate for a church, but they're fond memories of yours clearly."

Regina bit her tongue. Her mother acted like she told the story of the time they went skinny dipping during spring break. She had simply recounted the story of Emma convincing her to sneak into a rated R movie when they were 15. It was a miracle that she had held it together at all, but her mother's presence in the audience made her more determined to do so.

"Anyway, I spoke with Kathryn Gilda. She told me that you're going to be tending to Henry now."

Regina nodded, holding up a spoonful of pureed turkey for Henry, though he only moved his mouth "Yes, Mother. I was going to talk to you about it."

"Are you sure that's wise? You're not getting any younger Regina and you'll be hard pressed to find a man that wants anything to do with a woman with a child, especially one that's not hers."

She stiffened a bit, dipping the spoon in the glass jar once again. "I'm not really concerned with men right now."

"If you had simply gone through with your commitments…"

Regina almost gave a glib remark about her ex-fiancé, but then thought better of it. Cora would never believe the type of man Leopold was and there was no sense in trying to convince her.

"Mother, this is how my life is now. It's me, Henry…" She trailed off, realizing that she probably shouldn't keep the last part a secret for long. There was a good chance that Kathryn had already told her. "And Robin."

Cora arched an eyebrow. "Robin?"

"You've met him, the man I was standing with at the church. He was Neal's best friend. They…they listed both of us as guardians over Henry."

"This Robin…he wants to raise Henry with you?"

"Yes."

"How well do you know him?"

Regina opted to not include the disaster date from six years back. "Enough. I've seen him at events with Emma and Neal for about six years or so at this point. He was the best man at their wedding and he's Henry's godfather."

"So, how is that going to work? You'll split custody? Like your sister and her ex?"

Regina sighed, giving up on feeding Henry at the moment. This wasn't going to be easy to explain to her ultraconservative mother, but she didn't have much of a choice. She placed the spoon down and turned to face her fully.

"We're going to be living here, for now. I'm going to sleep in one guest bedroom, Robin's getting the finished attic."

"You're not together."

Regina sighed, feeling a patented Cora Mills rant coming on. "I'm aware, Mother."

"This whole thing is a recipe for disaster," Cora took a step forward. "It was bad enough you doing this alone, but with a man you're not even dating? You're respected in this town Regina and you know as well as I that people talk."

"Let them. This is what's best for Henry. All studies show that after an event like this…"

Cora cut her off with an eye roll. "Yes, your "head medicine"…" she said, patronizingly, using air quotes. She had wanted her daughter to become a doctor and couldn't believe that she had chosen psychology. People in their circle didn't get therapy, which was exactly the reason why Regina entered the filed in the first place.

"I know you don't approve, Mother," Regina cut in, ignoring her mother's eyes widening as she did. "It doesn't matter. This is what Robin and I will be doing, for Henry's sake. It's not the perfect situation, but it's what needs to be done. This little boy has lost his parents. The two people that loved him more than anything and they left him to us. Was it the best idea? I don't know, but it's what we're doing. I want Henry. I want to do right by him."

She heard the sound of glass shattering and turned to find the baby food all over the floor, Henry sitting there beaming proudly. Regina didn't have to look back to hear her mother click her tongue.

"Welcome to motherhood, Regina," she said. "I just hope you come to your senses soon."

Regina listened to her heels click out of the room before she grabbed a broom. She swept up the glass and then wet some towels to clean up the food. It wasn't until she was halfway done, that she allowed herself to cry her first tears of the day.

Cora had always been an expert at figuring out Regina's worst fears. Most mothers would try to comfort their children and tell them that they would persevere. Cora Mills wasn't most mothers and Regina constantly had to be reminded of that.