Had a little time at work, so wrote this. It seemed the two who reviewed seemed to enjoy the last chapter, what about the rest of you? :')

I had no idea this was going to happen until it did and I don't know why but.


May 20th 2017

After a long time with no magic, when it returned, Emma had been wanting to use it as much as she could. Regina had warned her to ease into it, that she was still recovering and she wasn't just back to being as powerful as she used to be. Of course Emma ignored her, and with a wave of her hand and a puff of smoke, they were stood in the hallway of the mansion. Regina was surprised that she had managed, and then less so, when the recovering blonde sagged against her, evidently exhausted.

She had slept a solid 15 hours that night and woke up still tired, for which the brunette tried and to not tease her fiancée with 'I told you so'. She failed. When the couple eventually made their way downstairs, Henry was sat at the counter, holding a cup of coffee with both hands and scowling. When he saw his younger mother he jumped from his seat and wrapped his arms around her, muttering, clearly distressed about something. Yawning, she hugged him back, waiting for him to tell her what was upsetting him.

"Hey kid. Why the long face?" He stepped back, scowling again at both of his mothers.

"Mom told me what you did ma. Did you really think it was a good idea to over exert yourself like that and try and poof home? You could have ended up anywhere, you could have been seriously hurt!"

Exhaustion was what made Emma react the way she did, which was the wrong way, as she laughed and tried to ruffle his hair. He growled and stepped away from her, grabbing his mug from the counter before throwing it to the floor. The women both reacted at once, Emma stopped laughing and being barefoot, stepped away from the mess on the floor and walked around the corner to where Henry was stood, glowering at the pair. Regina grabbed the brush and a cloth and began to clean the broken mug, before giving up on the task and turning to her son.

"Henry, what is going on with you? You have been in a terrible mood for days now!"

It took a few moments but Henry sighed and looked up, glancing between his mothers, before turning to Regina. "You saw Ma, what she was like after that surgery... It's only been a few weeks since she left the hospital. First she wouldn't leave her room and then the first time she leaves the house she almost collapses…" He sighed, crossing his arms. "I just can't see her like that again. Seeing your mother, half dead… it affects a kid." Without another word he stalked from the room, slamming the front door a few moments later.

The couple regarded at each other before Regina went back to cleaning the floor, and Emma began to make coffee, simultaneously deciding to give Henry some time to calm down. The pair worked in silence, Emma sitting down with her coffee as Regina made them both some poached eggs and toast. When they were finished, Emma began to wash the dishes while Regina started the laundry. Despite Henry, the couple were fairly happy. It was the first time in a long time that everything had felt semi-normal.

Henry returned after a few hours, and he seemed considerably calmer. Emma had gone to rest a little earlier, still drained, and so when he arrived, clearly having been at the stables, Regina made him change and then join her in her study. He scowled as he did so, but relaxed as he sat next to his mother on the sofa.

"It's been a while since we last had time to have a proper talk, just us, that doesn't resolve around hospitals or whatever. Tell me, how are you doing?"

He rolled his eyes but couldn't hide his smile at the prospect of some quality time with the woman who raised him.

"I'm sorry about this morning. I just…I was awake when you guys got in last night and I saw her nearly collapse and you know what she's been like lately…" He paused as Regina wrapped her arms around his shoulders.

"She's ok now. She's still recovering, but the fact her magic is back… we can assume that means the tumour is gone. No more seizures. We have to be happy about that, right?"

They continued to talk for a while, the older woman leaving to go and check on Emma, returning soon after with some coffee for the two of them. "So how is prep for your finals going…? Tell me more about school. Do you have a girlfriend yet?"

"Mooooom, you have got to be kidding me! I am not having this conversation with you!"

Regina laughed at his over-exaggerated reaction. "Or boyfriend. You know I have no qualms with…"

"If you don't stop talking I will go and wake Ma up and tell her you are harassing me." He couldn't help but laugh along with her though. It had been difficult watching his both his mothers' go through what they had been. He had heard Regina cry at night when she thought he was asleep, he had been around to see Emma acting like a zombie for so long when her fiancée and son were trying everything to help her. They both stopped laughing as they both followed the same train of thought.

"Anyway mom, I should be asking you…" He stood to place his mug on the desk, before returning to his seat, noticing the older brunette watching him, waiting for him to continue. "It's been a month since you guys got engaged, after only a few months of dating mind, but have you set a date?"

Regina sat back as she considered what her son had said. "Not yet… there is a lot in the air right now, only a few things are certain. One, I will marry your mother, if it is the last thing I do. Two, I will do it with my best man by my side…" Looking at Henry, she could see he hadn't caught on to what she was saying. "You Henry. I was hoping you'd be my best man."


I've been writing this chapter for on and off 12 hours while I was at work and I hate how it turned out but it is September and I am only on May after skipping a whole month so.

No. I did not proof read it.