Regina stood in the backyard, watching Mal supervise Lily with Henry. She was surprised by just how many people showed up to celebrate his first birthday. Outside Emma, Mal and Lily were all she really had that lived in town. Most of her other friends were still behind in Boston, a place she hadn't visited since she left Leo. From what she could tell, Robin was a loner too. He had Merida and Will, but that was it. Regina had gone through Emma's contacts and invited Henry's friends from daycare, along with the neighbors. Everyone had RSVP'd yes. She wasn't sure if that was normal or if they all felt bad, but it didn't matter. Henry was giggling and having lots of fun.

It didn't change that Regina still felt a bit left out. She was still trying to figure out her place and to feel like she deserved to be there. Henry was her responsibility now, but it came at a price. There were times she would forget about any of it. He'd be smiling at her or he'd stop crying when she picked him up from his crib in the morning. It'd melt her heart and for a split second, she'd forget why she was there.

Then she'd walk out into the hallway and was greeted by the family portrait of him, Emma and Neal. It all hit her like a ton of bricks and she wanted to break down crying all over again.

"Regina." She turned to find their next-door neighbor, Cecelia, standing there. She was one of the nicer ones, that didn't seem totally fake. She had a daughter that was a few months older than Henry named Jacinda. "Some of the older kids are asking about cake."

"I'll go get it."

Regina headed inside, opening the fridge and pulling out the cake Eugena Lucas had made, along with Henry's smaller smash one. Both were red, with pictures of knights and princes. Robin appeared by her side, taking the larger cake from her.

"Thanks," she whispered.

"You alright?"

Regina sighed, running her fingers through her hair. Since he opened up to her, their relationship had drastically improved. She'd go far as saying they were actually friendly, if not friends. It had only taken 6 years, give or take a few months.

"I just feel like this isn't what I'm supposed to be doing."

Robin's eyebrows knitted together. "It's time for cake."

She rolled her eyes. "I mean in general at this party. I'm supposed to be the godmother that got him the loud toy that Emma and Neal would want to kill me for. Not the…"

"Mom?" Regina looked up at him and he gave her a sympathetic look. "I get it, I feel the same way."

"I know this is our place now. We're his…parents. We're going to be raising him for the next 18 plus years. He's our responsibility and yet, I still struggle feeling like I'm not overstepping."

Robin looked past her, at the bulletin board covered with pictures of Emma, Neal and Henry. Neal had been a shutter bug, even before Henry was born. He wanted to document every moment of their lives. Emma had claimed to hate it, but since her parents died in a fire, she didn't have much of them. The entire house was covered with evidence of a life meant for them. Not one for Robin, Regina and Henry.

"Maybe it's because this place is a shrine to them," Robin pointed out. Regina looked at him oddly and he held up a hand. "I know this was their home and I'm not saying we get rid of all the pictures, I'm just saying that we start making this house represent the family that's here now. Henry, me and you."

Regina bit her lip. "You really consider us a family?"

"I couldn't have gotten through these past couple of months without you."

"Yeah. Surprisingly…I don't think I could've without you either."

"Oh please, you would've been fine."

"You've sort of grown on me."

Robin grinned, putting an arm around her. "We've been taking pictures of Henry and each other with him…but how about we go take our first family picture?"

Regina let out a content sigh. "I'd like that."

Once outside, Robin passed the camera off to Mal. Regina settled Henry into his decorated high chair and they gathered on either side of it. She lit the candle in the center of his cake, singing along with everyone else. Together, Regina and Robin helped him blow it out.

"Alright, one nice shot," Mal instructed. "Smile."

Regina guided Henry so he was looking at the camera to (with the help of his lovey of course). She and Robin smiled, even long after they heard the click to signal the picture had been taken. It'd be one they'd blow up and frame. The portrait of the Swan-Cassidy family was tucked into a special place for Henry, with the one of the Locksley-Mills taking its place.