A month later

Emma tugged at the edges of her red jacket again. The edges persistently refused to converge. Emma felt despair of zipping it up, took the bouquet from the seat and, getting out of the car, went to the city hall. She entered the office smiling. Regina spotted her, and a slight sigh escaped her lips.

— Emma, — she said, taking the flowers, — maybe enough? What have you turned my office into?

— What do you mean? — Emma looked around. Wherever possible, there were flowers.

— I am pleased that you give me flowers, — Regina gently tossed the bouquet on the table, — but there is nowhere to put them anymore. It remains to cover my desktop with vases.

— Not a bad idea, — Emma smiled when Mills frowned. — Just kidding.

— Where are we going? — mayor walked to her desk to get her bag.

— To the restaurant. Today is the month since you returned, — Emma walked over to her and hugged from behind. — I want to celebrate it.

— Ah... Maybe.. we'd better go to the cinema? — her lover turned her head slightly. — You know, I haven't been to the cinema for what seems like a hundred years...

— Soooo! — sheriff let go of Regina and crossed her arms. — And now the truth.

— My love, — Regina turned and put her hand on Emma's cheek. — Well, really, let's go to the cinema.

— Only after you tell me everything, — Emma answered.

— Okay, — the brunette sighed, — either your favorite jacket became small or you.. gained a bit of a weight. Since I came back, you have been eating all the time.

— What?! — Emma goggled at Regina. — You mean I'm fat?!

— No! What are you… — Regina tried to choose her words more carefully now, — you just…

— Yes, while you were away, I practically did not eat! I'm just eating off! occasion Emma turned around and went to the exit. — You know what? If you don't want to, don't go! I'm going home, it's not a big occasion.

— Emma! — Regina shouted after her. — Emma, I... what did I say?! Emma!

Emma returned home darker than a cloud. Mary Margaret looked at her daughter with concern.

— What happened, honey? You look pale, — she asked.

— Nothing, — Emma said and went to the refrigerator. She took out a piece of cheese and ate it. — She said I'm fat!

— Are you sure, — Snow White asked doubtfully, — that she said just that?

— Mum! — Emma blushed. — And you too? Do you think I'm a fool? Or deaf?

— No, I don't think so... — Mary Margaret answered.

— Yeah, I see... — Offended Emma said. — I'm at my room.

She turned around and went up the stairs to the said room.

When David returned home, he found his wife deep in thought.

— Honey, — he said, — what are you thinking so hard about?

— About Regina, — Snow White smiled.

There was a knock at the door. Mary Margaret opened the door and the guest entered.

— And here she is, — David mumbled.

— I need to talk to Emma, — Regina said with a frown. — Is she at home? And hello to you too, David.

— Regina! — Mary Margaret was delighted and hugged her. — It's good that you came. I was just thinking of you.

— What's wrong with your whole family today? — Regina was slightly taken aback.

— I need to talk to you, — Mary Margaret looked at her husband, — alone.

— Okay, okay.— David raised his hands and disappeared from sight.

— Regina, have you noticed that Emma is weird lately?

— Strange is putting it mildly, — answered Regina.

— I think you need to take her to the doctor, — Mary Margaret tapped the table thoughtfully.

— To Dr. Hopper? — Regina asked. — Do you think she's stressed?

— To Dr. Whale, — Mary Margaret sighed. — I'm afraid she is pregnant...

— What? — Regina grinned. — From wh... No! Where did you get it?!

— Her mood changes instantly, she began to constantly chew something and gained a lot of weight over the past month. When she got here, she ate a whole piece of cheese.

— So what? — Objected Regina. — What is the problem?

— She can't stand it, — Mary Margaret answered. — Just take her to Dr. Whale. If you are afraid, I can do it.

— Oh, no. I'll talk to her, — Regina shook her head. — So, is she at home?

— In her room, — Snow White nodded.

Regina went to the door of the room and pushed it open. The door did not budge.

— Emma, my love, — Regina knocked on the door. — Let's talk.

— I do not want to talk to you! — Shouted Emma from behind the door. — I'm sick…

— What? — Regina instantly magically moved out the door. — Where does it hurt?

— Regina... — Emma was moved. — Are you... so worried about me?

— Of course, — Regina came over and stroked her cheek. — Everything is alright, my love?

— Yes, why do you ask? — answered Emma.

— Well, maybe you feel something strange? — Guessed Mills, but came across a puzzled look. — Like something familiar? How was it thirteen or fourteen years ago?

— Do you think I'm pregnant? — Emma grinned. — Seriously?

— I don't know, but we can check it out.

— What for? — Suddenly Emma got angry again.

— Do you love me? — Regina took her hand and kissed her palm. — Then for me.

— Okay, — Emma "melted" and stepped closer, hugging Regina. — For your, I will.

The next day, Emma bought a test and got tested. She didn't believe the result, ran for one more, then another one. She went into the kitchen where Mary Margaret was preparing food, and sat down at the table, nervously tapping on the countertop.

— Mum, — she said, — I have some news.

— Wait a minute, — Mary Margaret answered, — I'll sit down.

She went to the table and sat down next to her, placing her hand over her daughter's. And prepared to listen.

— You will be a grandmother again, — Emma showed her the two-strip test. — I am pregnant.

— This is great! — said Snow White. — So. Are you sure?

— Three tests and all positive... — said Emma.

— Maybe we should go to Dr. Whale after all?

— A good idea! — Emma stood up. — Let's go.

Regina went to the window to open it. From the smell of all these flowers her head began to ache. She spotted Emma's yellow "Beetle" pulling up at City Hall. Blonde got out of the car, not so cheerful. A few minutes later she was in the office.

— Hello. We need to talk, — Emma nodded to the chair. — You better sit down.

— Something happened? — Regina tensed. — Something about Henry?

— What? — Emma was surprised. — Oh, no... He is fine. Regina... you know, you were right. I am pregnant.

— Amazing! — Regina sat down in a chair and closed her eyes. — How long?

— Three months, — Emma nodded.

— Yeah, — Regina stood up again. — That is just when we returned from timelessness, and you... you and Hook... in short, woke up together!

— Regina, to hell with it! I love you. It doesn't matter who the father is, — Emma walked over to her and tried to hug her. But Regina took a step back, arms outstretched.

— I'm sorry, but I can't do that, — she said. — He will take this child around with him, participate in his upbringing. No, thanks. I didn't sign up for life as a three. Decide who will bring them up: if me, then no pirates next to the child. And if him, then I'm sorry, you won't see me again!

— Regina, what are you talking about? — Emma was surprised. — How can I deprive him of parental 'joys'? If he is a father?

— If he?! — Regina was taken aback. — If!

— Regina. — Emma lowered her head. — Listen to me: I need to tell you something else!

— I Don't. Want. To. Hear. It! — Regina got angry. — Goodbye, Miss Swan!

Emma was suddenly enveloped in purple smoke, and she found herself near her car. Emma stamped her foot, getting frustrated, but got behind the wheel and drove home.

As she entered the apartment, she felt a slight tension in the air. Mary Margaret, David and Henry sat at the table and looked at her.

— What?! — She asked irritably. — Why are you looking at me like that?

— Ma. It's true? — Henry asked and nodded at Snow White. — What did grandma say, I mean. Will you have another child?

— Yes, — she sighed and looked expressively at her mother.

— What? I was worried, — Mary Margaret said.

— From Hook? — The boy grimaced.

— Maybe... my boy, — Emma went to her son and hugged him. — I will not love you less.

— I know, ma, — Henry hugged her back. — So I'm going pack my things and leave now.

— What do you mean 'leave'? — Emma was surprised. — Where to?

— To live with my mother, — answered the boy, — to the mansion.

— To Regina? We've got enough room for everyone here. If you're worried...

— No. I worry for her, — said the boy. — You have a grandma, a grandpa, a little one will appear soon. She has no one but me and now she needs me more than ever.

— Henry, — Emma shed tears and hugged her son tighter. — Look after her, okay?

— Okay, — the boy smiled.

Regina sat in her study until dark, trying to work, but nothing worked out. Angrily, she flung the papers off the table. Someone pushed the door of the office, but it did not open because it was "sealed" by magic. Woman folded her hands on the table, dropped her head on them, and just burst into tears. There was a timid knock on the door; she did not answer. The phrase "If he's suddenly a father" didn't come out of Regina's head. "And who, then, is the father if not a pirate? Whose child is this? " Regina thought, not for the first time, and could not find an answer.

— Mom, open up. It's me, Henry, — sounded from behind the door.

Regina lifted her head and brushed the tears from her face. She went to the door, but did not "unseal" it.

— Mum. Please. Open the door, I know you're there. Mum!

— Henry? — Regina asked. — What are you doing here? It's too late!

— I came for you, — answered the boy.

"There is enough impudence to manipulate the child! Savior… " Regina thought angrily and waved her hand to "unseal" the door. She opened it and saw her son, next to whom layed a bag and a backpack.

— Henry, — Regina was surprised and pointed to the bags, — what does it mean? You're leaving?

— Yes, — the boy smiled. — I'm moving in to live with you.

— To me? — Regina smiled faintly.

— Yeah. — The boy nodded. — I want to go to my room. Can I?

— Henry, my little prince! — Regina hugged her son. — I love you.

— I love you, too, Mom, — Henry snuggled up to her, hugging her.

Three more months later

Henry walked out of school and saw David, a man leaning against a police car. Boy rushed to him and hugged him.

— Hello! — David said and patted his hair. — You have completely stopped coming to visit.

— Grandpa, — the boy looked up at him, — now I live with mum, you know.

— I know, — David answered. — But you need to visit, at least occasionally. Mary Margaret and I miss you, and your second mom missed you too.

— Why didn't she come? — The boy asked.

— Because it is difficult for her to walk, — David opened the back door of the car, — so she arrive.

— In the back seat, — Emma said, hugging her big belly.

— Ma! — Joyfully exclaimed the boy and climbed into the car. — Hello.

— Hello, honey, — Emma was delighted. — How are you? How's the school?

— All okay, — answered Henry.

— And… Regina, how is she? — Pain slid into her eyes.

— Well, too... not bad. — The boy said.

— Henry, — Emma stroked her son's shoulder. — Do you remember that it's impossible to lie to me? Don't be afraid, tell the truth.

— She's holding on! True! — Henry protested fervently. — She's just… drinking now. A little.

— Oh... I see...

— Ma. The situation is under control, trust me.

— I believe, — Emma smiled faintly and stroked her belly.

— Ma, — Henry nodded to his stomach, — who will I have: a sister or a brother?

— Dr. Whale said it's a girl, — Emma looked at her son with tenderness. — Come hug me.

As far as the car allowed, the boy hugged his mother, and Emma kissed him somewhere near the top of his head.

— I love you, son, — said Emma. — And tell Regina that I love her too.

— Ok, ma.

— Let us take you home, — Emma suggested.

— Thanks, but not on this car, — Henry smiled. — I'll get there myself.