So Emma and Regina are going to marry Robin? Together? Now there's the little matter of letting everyone else knowing.
It seems Little John has been hiding something, and there's a royal visitor in town!
Mifflin Street
The following morning, they lay in bed together, still naked, the two women either side of Robin, heads resting on their new fiancé's chest ,as his arms wrapped around their shoulders.
"This has to be the best way to wake up!" He'd started off on the left last night, but once again we woke to find himself in the middle. Odd, considering both Emma and Regina, heavily pregnant, found moving around difficult.
"Couldn't agree more..." Emma groaned, snuggling in tighter. "Might as well enjoy it while we can, cos when these buggers get out, you'll be handling four children! Lying-in will only be a memory for quite some time."
"Not too long, I hope. I'm pretty sure Snow will want to take them off our hands as soon as she can. We also have Maria, Carrie and even Henry. He's already proven himself to be a wonderful big brother." But Regina merely smiled silently, her mind clearly elsewhere. "Penny for your thoughts, milady?"
"Hmm, what? Oh sorry, I was thinking about the wedding. Imagining Henry in a morning suit."
"Already planning ahead?" He smirked at her. "I was thinking about that. As you're already married, shouldn't I be the one walking down the aisle to you two? My daughters throwing petals down in front of me, as I walk to my future wives?"
"Nice try," Emma hauled herself closer. "But I want to wear a proper white wedding dress this time! With a real long train, and walk down a proper aisle with everyone around me! We got married, in a rather unromantic, dingy New York registry office. It was lovely, but very spur-of-the-moment!"
"Last minute? So who attended?"
"Henry was there, but Ro and Honny stayed back with John. Still, we got married, so it was lovely anyway."
"Just Henry and no other family? Your mother must have had a blue fit?"
"She did, rather" Regina added, sniggering. "She thought we'd deliberately snubbed her. She blamed me of course! She wasn't even keen on us being together in the first place, even though we were living together. I'm the filthy pervert who magically ensnared her daughter? David was fine about it, but it took a long time for her to come round. We just didn't want a fuss! We'd both been through so much, we just wanted it to be a simple service."
"I saw the pictures downstairs. You both looked lovely, though. So, do you want something simple this time? Something quick over the next few weeks? You're already married, mind, so I'll be happy with whatever you both decide. I just want to be your husband."
Emma kissed his nipple. "Well I've never had a full white wedding. I thought the Briar's on the Jolly was beautiful. I've never really been a girly sort of girl, and before I moved in with Gina, I was rarely out of jeans, shirts and jackets. This one…" she nodding at Regina, "changed me."
Robin kissed her forehead. "I think it's rather lovely how you've both grown into one another's ways. You do look rather delectable in some of Gina's dresses, and she looks very chic in your tops. Your red leather looked good on her the other day."
"That's one of the best things about being a female couple of a similar size; you get twice the wardrobe!" said Regina, a devilish glint in her eye. She kissed his cheek, her hand now roaming down his chest and towards his thighs. "You know sometimes - Emma and I - we even used to swap panties in the bathroom, after we've met for lunch?" That earned a bug-eyed look from Robin. "She'd walk out of there wearing mine, and vice-versa!" As she said it her hand landed on his tumescent organ, wrapping her fingers around it.
But it earned a roll of the eyes from her wife. "Stop that! We so do not!" Emma nuzzling his other cheek. "Ignore her! She's just trying to get you excited."
"Unfortunately..." Robin feeling a familiar twinge below. "She's succeeding!"
Emma giggled, also lowering her hand between his legs. "The more I think about it, I kinda like the idea of a traditional white wedding dress. More feminine and classic, than sexy, as I'm a bit too old to do sexy."
"Don't be ridiculous!" Regina with a gentle slap on her hand under the sheets, before returning it to Robin's member. "You're still the sexiest woman I know! We'll wear white together. Although the last time I wore a full wedding dress, I didn't even want to marry the King. But I was forced to. I can't remember much about it."
"Well I have to agree with Gina. I'm certain you'll both look stunning. The pair of you would even look beautiful in garbage sacks."
Emma sniggered as together, they massaged his swelling manhood. "That would save money, certainly."
"So, when do we want to get married? Next few weeks? Best not too close to your due dates, I guess?"
"Not a chance in hell!" Regina was adamant. "Robin, I have no intention of walking down the aisle to you looking like a marquee! We need to have these babies and lose some weight first!"
"Fair enough. So, who do we tell first? Henry? And do you want Snow and David to know yet?"
"That'll certainly save us the bother of notifying the whole town!" That earned a returned slap on the hand from Emma. "I think we need to tell the children first. Roland already knows we were planning to propose." That made Robin looked up, surprised.
"Yeah, your kid's got wolf ears! You sure he isn't Ruby's?"
"Quite sure, though he's certainly acquired an annoying knack of finding out thing's he isn't meant to!"
"Well he knows about this, so he's probably tipped off Henry already. Either way, we should meet the four of them this morning to tell them the news. After that, we should tell Emma's parents. Do we all agree?"
"Well, that's that settled," said Robin. "However, that brings me to an even more urgent problem. Namely, I'm currently lying in a lovely warm bed, with no clothes on, with two equally naked fiancées massaging my penis? So I have a difficult choice. Do I go down and make some tea…or do I just go down on you?"
"Oh! Well…I guess I'm not that thirsty…" Regina was impressed how quickly he'd stiffened.
Emma giggled before whispering in his ear. "Oh, and Robin? About that panty-swapping thing? Gina and I only do that in her office. Far less likely to be caught..."
"Well that is extremely wicked of you! Misuse of public facilities, and all that. Personally, I think you both need to be punished!" he growled, now hard as a rock below.
"Hmm. I guess you could be right. Me first?" Emma squeezed him a little tighter.
Granny's Diner
An hour and a half later, Regina and her fiancé walked into the cafe for brunch.
Robin was surprised to find Alan-a-Dale and Will with their children, not Little John. The children happily slurping milkshakes. "Alan, while it's always nice to see you, where's John?"
"We're not exactly sure. He looked after Ro and the girls last night, but a couple of hours ago he said he needed to dash off to see someone first thing! He's not saying who, but the babes were fine about it."
Before Robin even had the chance to say another word, Ruby silently appeared by his side from nowhere, sporting a weird smirk while silently taking his left hand in her own, messaging his new ring with her thumb and looking at him as though she was about to ask an awkward question. Regina and Emma both saw the exchange, so Robin whispered, "Too soon, Ruby! I need to speak to the children first?" Her face broke into a brilliant smile, as she nodded, stepping away to allow them some privacy, winking at Emma as she went back behind the counter.
"Roland, girls, we need to have a little chat as we have something to tell you." Regina noticed a smirking Roland who'd already spotted the ring. "Perhaps we need to go somewhere quieter? Has anyone seen Henry?"
"Here, mum!" said the young man, walking across the room unnoticed. Where the hell did he come from? Emma wondered. Though spotting her son exchange a grin with Roland, who was still holding his phone, she guessed.
"Go into our lounge, guys!" Ruby called from the counter. Christ, can we never get privacy in this place? Emma smiled back at the wolf, who seemed to know exactly what was going on, just like Robin's son.
As Robin nodded his thanks, they went into the warm, cosy lounge and he smiled with pride as he watched all of them troop in. Regina first, followed by Henry, Roland, Honour and Margot, with Emma and himself bringing up the rear. Seven of us. Seven! Soon it'll be nine! One big old family.
They settled on the sofa and chairs, Emma and Regina standing in the middle, with Robin to Emma's side. Henry had already spotted Robin's new ring. "Okay guys," the former sheriff kicked off. "I suspect some of you already know what this is about, so let's just say it for the girls, yeah? Honour, Robyn…sorry Margot. Last night Regina and I asked your dad if he would marry us. Both of us. And I'm pleased to say, he said yes!"
Everyone stayed silent for a moment, till Margot figured out what had just been said. "So…if you both marry my daddy, you'll be my step-mummies?"
"Yes, my poppet, we will. But your mother, my sister, will always be your birth mum! Aunty Emma and I though, will also become your step-mums, as well as your aunties." This seemed to please Margot, who smiled, standing up and wrapping her arms around Regina's legs.
"Marge, you'll have three mums, like me!" Roland added, "Even though my birth mum's in heaven."
As the news was quietly absorbed by the pair of girls, Honour piped up, toorting a huge grin. "So, you're going to have a big wedding? A real, proper one, with dresses and everything! And I can be a bridesmaid this time!" Honour jumped off the chair, heading to her father who had now dropped down on his knees to hug her, as she opened her arms for him to pick her up.
"In a little while!" chuckled Emma. "We would like you both to be bridesmaids. Though there's the little matter of us having these babies first, before we fix any wedding! After that, your mum and I need to lose some of this baby weight, so it probably won't be until next year…"
"But you will still definitely be our bridesmaids!" Regina added. "Plus...I expect my handsome young men here to walk your mum and I down the aisle. What do you think, Roland?"
The dimpled-cheeked, wild-haired boy merely shrugged. "Well, I do hate dressing up, but It's in a good cause. It's not often you get to see your own parents get married. Not three of them! But of course I will. Whatever you want."
"Thank you, my darling. And you, Henry?" She noticed her eldest hadn't said a word. Hadn't commented in any way since learning his married mothers were definitely going to be entering a polyamorous relationship with the other children's father. He didn't answer, just looking at the three of them in turn, his silence inducing concern in both women, Emma particularly. I thought he wanted this?
"Henry?" Robin's voice was low, soft. "Do you have a problem with me marrying your mothers?"
Henry looked up, realising all eyes were on him, and his mothers' anxious faces. "What…wait…no! It's not that."
"Is it the fact we're three people, not two? Do you find it awkward or embarrassing?" Robin persisted. "Because if you do, I quite understand."
"No…Robin, it's not that either! It's fine, I can handle the poly bit. It's getting a little less unusual in the city too, though out there it's not legal…yet! No, it's just…my dad. It made me think about him and everything. I just hardly got to know him." He swallowed, trying to put a check on his emotions. "It's just…here's Ro and Margot talking about three mums, and I never even got to spend any real time with my dad." He gulped, moving to wipe an early tear from running down his face and feeling slightly embarrassed. Regina felt dreadful for him, but knew if she rushed to cuddle him, being a grown man, she'd probably make him worse. Robin stepped closer, putting a hand on his shoulder.
"Henry, we've spoken about this before. I know what it's like to lose a father, although I admit I was a little older when I lost mine! As I grew up, I often wished he was around to help me, advise me. I already told you I spent time with Neal, back in the Enchanted Forest. So did Mulan. He was a rather remarkable man, unassuming and humble, but he knew an awful lot more than he let on! He saved many lives when he was much younger. And you heard what Merlin said? He's now doing the same thing with souls in other underworlds. He had his father's intelligence, without a doubt, and I see a lot of him in you! He would have been very proud to see what you've become." He patted his shoulder, as Henry wiped another stray tear. "I'll never be able to replace him as your dad, nor would I even attempt to! It would be insulting to him, and you, as he was unique. But I hope I can be a support, someone to talk to, if you ever feel you need it?" He slid an arm around Henry's back as the younger man tried desperately to control his emotions, burying his head into Robin's shoulder to stifle a sob.
Emma watched their brief exchange and felt wretched. The last time she'd spoken to Neal was in her dream nearly six years ago, as they headed to the Underworld across the Styx. When he tried to prevent her going. It was only his death that made her finally admit to herself, that she had still been in love with him. But as usual, she said nothing and it was too late. Now, seeing how after six years, his loss still affected her son, his son, Emma finally began to understand why he gave her such a hard time for missing the anniversary of his death and how hurt he was over how quickly she had been able to move on. A son still needs his father every bit as much as a daughter does. Hell, I know I do! Yet, here again, was Robin, able to at least provide some level of comfort. A father figure when he couldn't have a father.
"Thanks," muttered the taller, but younger man, pulling back from him with a short sniffle, aware everyone was watching him.
But Regina needed an answer. "Henry, are you still alright about this? It must all be so strange for you? Also seeing your mother and I both getting pregnant? Robin moving in. Now we tell you we're getting married. Three people getting married? Talk to me, please?"
"It's okay mum, really! Yes, it's a bit odd but, well frankly I was slightly more embarrassed when you and ma got together! No offence but, everyone here just assumed you were straight. They didn't realise you were both gay until you came out."
"Bi!" Regina and Emma both corrected, almost simultaneously, before looking at each other.
"Whatever," he smirked. "Either way, I don't have a problem with you two and Robin being hitched. It's just going to take a bit of getting used to! Three people? It's a little bit weird but…well, it worked for Phil, Rory and Mulan and they seem happy enough. So…it's weird but…then, so's Storybrooke!"
~oOo~
A few minutes later, the family trooped out into the diner, to be greeted by Ruby beaming back. At a nearby table, in their usual position for a Saturday brunch, sat Snow, David and Neal. Snow smiled up at Emma when she saw her daughter emerge from the back room. Oh well. Now or never!
"Emma? Regina? What were you doing back there?" Snow was surprised to see most of her family step out, with Robin. The Swan-Mills women shared a look, Regina nodded for her wife to lead.
"Hi Mum. Erm, you best stay sitting down? We've got something to tell you..." However, before she had a chance, Honour stepped in front of her with a ridiculously large grin.
"I'm gonna be a bridesmaid, Grandma! An' I'm gonna be Honour Locksley! just like daddy and Rolly!
"Emma?" breathed a stunned Snow White.
After that encounter with the princess, sure enough, word of the Locksley-Swan-Mills engagement spread like wildfire, all thanks to Snow White and her unerring inability to keep a secret.
After Leroy got word, it spread to the fairies, to the dwarves and villagers. Within a few hours, everyone knew about the proposed marriage between the Saviour, the former mayor and Evil Queen, and the former outlaw. Most people accepted it, and anyone who knew them closely enough realized something like this was likely to happen.
On arriving in Sherwood later that day, the men and the villagers came out to warmly greet their leader and his future wives. Regina herself was surprised by the sheer warmth from people she knew only by sight and she blushed as compliments were paid. Even Caroline came out from the surgery to wrap her cousin in a warm hug, kissing his cheek. "Congratulations Robin - I'm so pleased for you!" As he thanked and enveloped her, he heard a screech from someone running out from the inn.
"YES! I KNEW IT! Congrats, Big Bro – that's bloody brilliant!" Maria raced over the lawn to him, Carrie stepping back out of the way, turning to Emma and Regina. Meanwhile, Maria ran up to, and jumped straight up and into her brothers arms, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, almost sending him flying! "Fantastic news, Rob! I knew it! Now then…" she stepped down from him and gave her cousin a look, eyebrow raised. "This bit is very important! Who asked who?"
Regina and Emma seemed surprised by her question; but Robin merely laughed, knowing his little sister was constantly betting with people. "Regina and Emma asked me, together, if you must know!"
"YES! You owe me fifty green ones, Carrie!" She said in triumph, turning back to him. "She said you would go down on one knee, do all the romantic stuff and ask them to marry you! But I said you were a boring old fart, and wouldn't do that to a married couple! You'd just wait until they asked you. And they did! Fifty quid, Carrie – I wiiiiiiiiiin!"
Robin started laughing, as did Roland and Honour, finding their dad being called an 'old fart' hilarious.
"You were so sure we'd get engaged, that you bet on us?" Emma wasn't sure how to react.
Caroline now took her in for a gentle hug, mindful of the baby bulge. "Of course. It was obvious Robin had fallen in love with you, as well as Regina. I recognised the signs. It was only a matter of time."
"Ooh, nice rock!" said Maria, now examining Robin's ring finger. "Did you get them one, too?"
"I regret I haven't yet. They only asked me yesterday evening, and we just told the children this morning. This came to me as quite a surprise. I haven't had a chance to reciprocate yet…"
"Not necessary," said Emma, laughing. "We asked him, so we needed to 'put a ring on it'! We're modern girls Maria. Mind you, I'm surprised some of you guessed we'd do it!"
"Just Maria and I," said Caroline. "Oh, and Little John, of course."
"John guessed? Where is he?" asked Regina. "As everyone here seems to know about us, I'm surprised he isn't the first one down to greet us!"
"Ah," said Will. "I'm not sure he does know, actually. He's been a little busy 'entertaining' a special guest! He's currently up in the Royal Suite an' we didn't want to disturb him…"
Robin and Regina looked at each other, confused. It wasn't like John to have one-night stands, and as far as they knew he didn't have a special someone, although he was always the soul of discretion. She saw Robin begin to smirk, which told her he thought he knew who the guest might be. "I suggest we leave him then, until he's ready to join us. Will, has anyone arrived here through a portal over the last day or so, by any chance?"
"Oddly enough, yes!" the younger thief grinned. "Merlin did bring someone here yesterday."
"Good. Hopefully we'll see him soon, so we can share our good news. Now then, it's Saturday so we've arranged a massage at the clinic for Emma and Regina. I'm going to archery practice. You three – who wants to join me?" he asked his children.
"Not just yet, papa! I'm going to go swim with Joseph and the guys…" the mop-haired boy winked, running off towards the water, hearing his dad yell. "Not too deep, Roland! Stay away from the jetty!" Will stepped forward. "Don't fret, Rob. I'll keep an eye on him. Gilbert's over there with a couple of the lads anyway."
~oOo~
Two hours later, the family reassembled inside the village pub. Robin ordered teas and milkshakes, as the women joined him, the blonde now yawning. "Jeez, I'm shattered!" groaned Emma, "Odd, considering I've just spent an hour and a half lying down." Regina sat down beside her, resting her head on Emma's shoulder as she too tried to fight her drowsiness. "I agree…Chloe's too good at that massage. I can hardly keep my eyes open!"
"A good, strong cup of tea will sort you out." Robin placed another order.
"Tea? That's your bloody answer for everything!" sighed Emma between the yawns. "Personally, once I get this young lady out of me…" she massaged her swollen belly, "I'm back on coffee and scotch!"
"As I told you before, tea's a miracle cure It- " But his mind was completely distracted when he saw Little John, now walking down the staircase arm-in-arm with a familiar face.
"Elsa?" Emma spotted her old friend for the first time in six years. "ELSA?" she yelled across the bar.
The Queen of Arendelle looked down towards the direction of the yell. "Emma? Emma, is that you?"
Both blondes stepped rapidly towards each other, meeting in the centre of the room. Elsa was about to go in for a hug when she saw Emma's belly. "Wow! Look at you?" she instead took her hands. "You look so…"
"Fat? Whale-like?" Emma grinned back. "Like I'm over eight months pregnant?"
"Blooming! I was about to say blooming! Your skin, Emma, it's fabulous! I'm so happy for you!" She wrapped her arms around the other's shoulders, a little more tenderly to avoid squeezing too hard. "I can't believe my best friend's going to have a baby?" she placed a kiss on her cheek.
That made Emma giggle, placing a kiss of her own. "And I'm not the only one! You remember Regina?" she took her hand, looking towards the brunette.
When Elsa had last met Regina, over six years ago, Emma had been trying to get Regina's trust back, after accidentally bringing Robin Hood's wife back from the past.
"Yes, of course. Regina, it's lovely to meet you again!" Unlike Emma, the Queen of Arendelle and former Queen of the Enchanted Forest stepped forward to face one an other, each giving the other a small curtsy, before laughing at each other's old customs, and shaking hands.
"John told me what I've missed. I gather the pair of you are now married?" Then her eyes looked down in surprise to find Regina was also sporting a similar bump to Emma's. "Oh my! You're…you're pregnant too?" Elsa looked rather confused.
"We are. And before you ask the next question, the man responsible for both of us being in this condition, is actually standing right here!" she pointed at the former outlaw. "Elsa, I'm not sure whether you've met Robin of Locksley?"
Elsa looked up into his deep blue eyes, almost shyly, as her cheeks blushed like a young girl addressing a rock star. "Briefly, though I've heard so much about you from John! About King George and the Black Fairy? Robin, I'm honoured to finally meet you!"
"No, your Majesty, the honour is all mine!" He replied, politely, before bowing his head slightly, then lifting her hand to kiss the back of it.
"Oh please, none of that! Just call me Elsa! Your fame has spread far and wide, Robin. So, in addition to everything else I've heard, you're also fathering Regina and Emma's children? How very…different. I understand you're also father to another girl? The Wicked Witch's? Or is that just a rumour…"
"That is a long story for another day," Robin glared at John for his indiscretion. "However, you should know that Emma and Regina have just done me the honour of asking me to become their husband!"
That made John splutter. "They did? What? Well that's wonderful! Who asked who?"
"Don't you dare go there, John!" Regina smirked at the man. "We've had this conversation already. Maria won the bet!"
"Dammit Rob! You just cost me fifty quid! I said you were gonna ask them!"
"Well you shouldn't go gambling then, should you, you silly sod!" said Robin, earning a laugh from all gathered.
"So, Elsa. You and Little John?" Emma, deciding to change the topic and taking the queen's hand again. "Something you like to tell us?"
Although strictly speaking, it was true that Emma had never had sex with another woman before Regina, there had been more than a strong attraction between Emma and Elsa. Of similar age and a traumatic upbringing, the pair had bonded when she'd arrived in Storybrooke to find her sister. Both unsure of their magical powers, the pair became close during Elsa's attempt to find Anna. Unknown to anyone else, including Regina, one evening before they'd finally managed to banish the Ice Queen, the pair had hugged in an attempt to console each other. The hug had turned to a kiss on the cheeks, before moving quickly onto lips. It had happened so fast, yet each woman had savoured the moment, their mouths opening to invite the other in, and for just a few minutes they'd held each other tightly, their tongues ploughing each other's mouths greedily. Emma was pretty sure that, if Killian hadn't rapped on the door outside in a misguided attempt to rescue them, things would have escalated rapidly. It had been her first real kiss with another woman, and it had remained in her fantasies frequently during the following years. Emma knew it was one of the reasons she was able to take the lead in kissing Regina that first time, three years ago.
And now, once again, the beautiful monarch was standing in front of her.
Elsa blushed, knowing they'd spotted her coming down the stairs with Little John. Her gentle giant had already told her he would never say anything about them, unless she agreed. It was her choice whether to admit or deny. Seeing the group around them, Robin with a quizzical eye at his friend, she decided now was time.
"John and I are together. I think I've managed to persuade him…" her voice was unsure, almost meek.
John's manner changed almost immediately, as though a dam had burst. He wrapped his large arm around her back, bending down to kiss her forehead. She tilted back to catch his lips in a quick, chaste kiss. "She never needed to persuade me of anything! I just could never imagine such a wonderful woman as Elsa would ever consider me, a lowly former thief, worthy of anything! I still don't know what the hell she sees in me!" They grinned at each other, obviously smitten, to all present.
Robin beamed. "Well, queens are sometimes odd like that, John! Princesses too! I speak from experience…" before the giant could give an equally caustic response, Robin wrapped a hand around his head, pulling him down and placing a quick kiss on the top of it. "But I'm delighted for you, my friend…for both of you!"
"Thanks mate." John looked almost guilty, as though he was preparing himself to give bad news. "Thing is, Elsa will be going back to Arendelle next week. And I thought…this time I'd go with her!"
Robin smiled sadly at his best friend. Little John had been through so much with him. After breaking him free from King John's cell all those years ago, the pair had gone on to share so many adventures. They'd been together through heists, jailings, break-ins. John had helped him through Marian's death, the loss of his mother, sister and family. Supporting him in raising Roland and now even Regina after his temporary death. They'd cleaved together to build a band of honourable men who would fight to help the poor against the overwhelming power of the mighty. The great man had been shoulder-to-shoulder with him through so much and now it broke Robin's heart to know he may lose the closest friend he'd ever had. Nonetheless, he knew the chance of real love was there for him.
"I'm happy for you, mate - though I had hoped you would be around for my wedding! I needed a big clod like you to be my Best Man…" A lump formed in his throat.
"I'd never pass up something like that, you daft pillock! Course I'll be there for ye! Merlin's got that portal thingy sorted and said you should know how to work it! He said you got the Dark One's wand or something. Just name the date you're getting hitched and me an Elsa'll be there…"
The men hugged, slapping each other's backs in that weird aggressive way men do when they don't want to be seen to be weepy. As Robin stepped back, Regina immediately took his place, picking up John's large hands with tears in her eyes. "John, I'm not really going to lose you, am I? You're my big brother. I couldn't bear for you to be away for too long…" she stared into his twinkling eyes.
"Don't you worry about that, Regina," said Elsa, watching the pair. "I'll see to it he's back here regularly. Merlin said with Robin's magic, travelling between Arendelle and here should be simple. There's no reason why you should be separated for long."
Emma was concerned. "What was that about 'the Dark One's Wand?' Robin, have you stolen something from Gold?"
"Definitely not!" he laughed. "I don't have a death wish. Rumple gave me a portal wand, as a gift for helping him rescue Gideon. It's supposed to create portals and some other things, though I still need to ask Merlin to teach me how to use it."
"The sooner the better," Regina sighed, trying to wrap her arms around John. "I need my baby to regularly see its godfather," she said as the man beamed down at her. "Gina, I'd be honoured!" he said, placing a kiss on the top of her head. She turned to Elsa. "And of course, it means that, if you and John are going to be together, I would like you to consider being its godmother?"
Elsa was taken aback but smiled warmly. "Well, we're taking it slowly. I need to know John will be happy in Arendelle, and the people have yet to meet him. Personally, I want to marry but I know John doesn't like the thought of being a king! But yes, I would be delighted and honoured to be a godmother to your little one!"
~oOo~
The group broke up a little while later. Regina, to see Caroline in the clinic; Robin, to talk with his men; and finally, Emma, to sit down for a chat with her much-missed old royal friend, for the first time for six years. She felt a little embarrassed, remembering how the pair of them had kissed in that room at the Dark One's house. But she could see the coy look on the others face too.
"So, I thought you were heading for Agrabah on Killian's ship? Merlin said through his mind-thingy, that you saw him?"
"I did. And it was lovely to see Tinker Bell too. She told me all about Killian's death, and Robin's murder; about Zeus and them both coming back with magic. Five years! That must have been a shock for you?"
"Tell me about it? I remember his face when I had to tell him I'd married Gina! And Robin? They're true loves and soulmates, so it was never going to be easy. He left after a week; said he couldn't live around me now! So you've probably seen more of him than me."
Elsa couldn't help but notice the sad look on her face, so leant across and took her hand. "Yes, but you're happy now, right? You with your beautiful queen, and your handsome thief? And your baby?"
"I am..." she massaged her bump. "Though I still feel guilty about Killian. Being dead for five years, but it was only three weeks to him! I grieved for a long time. But he never got the chance to grieve himself."
"Maybe not, but he's definitely over it now, so you shouldn't feel bad, Emma. He and Rosie make quite a pair. You know she's pregnant, right?"
"Yeah, Merlin told me after that funny 'mind thing' he does with his family. It was a shock to hear about it, but…well, I'm pregnant too, right? So, it's only fair he also gets to move on. We may be with other people but, I don't think I'll ever be really over Killian Jones! I just hope he's happy."
"He is. He said something similar about you, when he found out you were pregnant."
"He knows?"
"Well, Merlin told Rosie. They didn't mention that Regina was pregnant too, mind. That's why I was so surprised! He also didn't say yours was both Robin's but, perhaps that was deliberate to spare his feelings? Anyway, tell me more about you and Regina? I'll be honest, I wasn't that surprised when I heard that you two had married."
"That's annoying! Some other people, Robin included, seemed to have predicted we'd get together. It's not as though we gave any gay signals, for god's sake."
"Oh come on, Emma! You're kidding me, right? When I was last here, Regina hated you for bringing back Robin's wife. But even then, I saw all that sexual tension between you. Damn, girl! Besides, I knew you also had a thing for the ladies."
"That is completely untrue! Until her, I'd never even been with another woman. Not...properly."
"Well you and I came pretty close, didn't we? If Killian had walked in an hour later, I don't think Regina would have been your first, do you?"
"That was different!" Emma's cheeks were now pink. "You and I just…made out a little. But what about you? Was I your first kiss? You been with anyone else since? Before John?"
"You were definitely my first woman, Emma, and you must admit it was a bit more than a kiss? And yes, I have been with a couple of people. You have to be very discreet when you're a queen - people talk!"
"Uh-huh. Men or women?"
"One of each. The woman was someone who worked in the palace. I think I just wanted to find out whether I was actually homosexual, or not. The guy was a soldier in the Royal Guard. Neither of them were anything more than comfort. Then John came along. And well, I think I'm probably bisexual, not that it matters now. He's just the sweetest, kindest guy I ever met. I want him!"
"So you're the same as me and Gina then. And Mulan and Aurora. There's more of us around than I realized. So, what about you and John?" she leant toward her clumsily, her voice no more than a whisper. "He's a big lad. Is he as big in other ways?" she flicked her eyebrows suggestively.
It took Elsa a moment to realise what she was saying. "Emma, really!" But she still chuckled, conspiratorially. "He is well proportioned in all areas, thank you very much! I'm very happy."
"Lucky girl, I'm happy for you! He's a great guy. So it's love, then?"
"I've never felt this way for anyone else before. I can truly say I'm in love with that man, though what they'll say when the Court meets him I can't imagine! That's why he's worried. He says he loves me, but doesn't want to do anything to harm my position as queen. He's too damn honourable for a thief! I blame your boyfriend for that!"
"My fiancé, actually! And yes, I do find Rob's bloody honour a bit of a pain in the ass sometimes. You know he died sacrificing himself to save Regina, right? Damn too noble for the likes of me." The pair laughed.
"So, you've now got a sultry, gorgeous wife and shortly, a handsome hunk of a husband. How does that even work?"
"What do you mean? In life?" She raised a brow at the curious queen. "Or do you mean the bedroom?"
"Well, you asked me! So let's start there. Is it good?" she gave a lascivious smirk.
"You wouldn't answer me when I asked, so I'm not sure I should!" But Emma couldn't resist. "Actually, it's really good!" she whispered "Quite a few morning's, I can hardly walk, and I'm not talking about being pregnant! That good enough for you?"
"Okay, too much information!" the queen giggled, "Perhaps John and I could find a significant other of our own one day! But I've never heard of three of you going and getting married! Pretty sure that's against the law in Arendelle."
"Well you're the queen, aren't you? You should change the law! It's called a 'polyamorous', or 'poly' relationship here. We're not the first ones either. You remember Aurora and Philip Briar? Well they got married to Fa Mulan a few months ago, and she's just had a baby too. She's now Mulan Briar. They all took Rory's family name…"
"Wait, Prince Philip and Princess Aurora of the Enchanted Forest? He's a distant cousin of mine. And they're with the warrior? Weird! You must introduce me to them while we're here!"
Emma winced when a pain ran over her lower back. "I will when this little bugger lets me walk properly! My back's been killing me these last few days. How long are you here?"
"That kind of depends on you and Regina. John's coming back with me, but I know he doesn't want to leave until you've both had the babies. Even more so, now your wife's asked us to be godparents!"
"I guess that'll make us sort of family? All the more reason to stick around."
"I'd like that. Definitely more fun than what I'm going to face when I get back."
The two women shared a look, both wondering what would have happened, had Killian Jones not burst in on them several minutes later than he did!
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