Henry found his father in the kitchen attempting to make breakfast, "Dude you're burning that."
Henry snickered groggily, as he leaned over the counter to pluck an apple from the fruit bowl, "Well good morning to you too, Sunshine. And no, I'm not. I can cook." Emmett frowned, looking at the blackened state of the french toast he was supposed to be making.
Henry snorted into his apple when he saw the burnt food, "Yeah, okay Dad. Just face it, you can't cook."
"Yeah, apparently the memories your mom gave me in New York aren't helping," Emmett scratched his shaggy hair, "I just wanted to do something nice for Gina's birthday."
"Dad, I'm pretty sure with the surprise you have for her, the food wouldn't matter."
"Speaking of surprises, I went to pick up the ring yesterday. It looks exactly like we talked about, kid."
"Awesome! Can I see it?"
"The ring is a simple gold band with a beautiful elvish engraving."
"Dad, you got the saying in elvish?! Mom is gonna love it. Which quote did you use?"
Emmett bobbed his head up and down in answer to the teenager's question, and recited the words he had memorized, "One ring to show our love, one ring to bind us, One ring to seal our love, forever entwine us."
The blonde sighed and put the ring back into his pyjama pocket, "You think she'll like it?"
"Yeah Dad, I'll have to be crazy if she didn't say yes. She loves you." Henry hugged his father, absolutely happy that his family was becoming complete. Emmett accepted the embrace, his heartwarming at the gesture. His son didn't show affection too often, except with his mother.
"Okay, let's finish making breakfast for Mom before she wakes up."
"I wanna help," Rebecca said, sleepily rubbing her eyes she wobbled into the kitchen.
"Hey, Boo-bear. You wanna help?"
"Mhmm." The sleepy toddler hummed softly, putting her arms up, silently asking to be picked up. As soon as she was in Emmett's arms, Rebecca buried her head in his chest. Emmett chuckled softly at the child's shyness so early in the morning.
"Okay Boo-bear, you're in charge of the egg cracking."
Regina woke up to an uncharacteristically cold bed and music floating softly into the room. The woman shook her head, thinking about the mess she might have to clean later. She smiled softly as she thought of her messy family, her fingers playing softly against her rounded stomach. Regina laughed as she remembered Emmett's pout when she had said that she wanted the pregnancy to remain a secret for a while.
Emmett, for the life of him, couldn't understand why she didn't want to tell the whole world but Regina needed to be sure. Even though she knew the baby to be protected by extremely powerful magic, she 'didn't want to jinx it', as Em put so kindly. Somewhere in the back of her mind, Regina still believed that the baby would leave her body at any minute. So she waited and avoided anything that could possibly harm their unborn child.
Emmett had persuaded her to finally let go of the secret as she neared her five-month. His parents deserved to know that they were becoming grandparents once again. And she had to admit that it was tiring magically enhancing her clothing so that it fits and hid any of her body's changes. Sighing, Regina rolled over to her side and sat up with only a little difficulty.
"Good morning, pequino" She received a tiny hand or foot, she couldn't really tell, bumping into her hand in a silent hello.
"Okay, time to get up. No morning sickness today, right?" Regina rubbed soft circles around her belly, "You can't have Momma sick on her birthday, right?"
"Dad, she just went into the bathroom." Henry ran back into the kitchen.
"Good. Everything is set. The candles are in the pancakes." Because no one really knew how old the brunette really was (And Regina wasn't telling anytime soon but, if Emmett had to guess, he'd say that she was around 60) there were only five candles on the stack of pancakes. He really should have gone with her age continued from after the curse broke, which would be around 32, plus the four years he was in Storybrooke. The woman was 36 and 28 years. Emmett smirked at this. If she wasn't so sensitive about her age, he would tease her about it.
"Okay, Boo-bear, you're gonna get Momma, right?" The toddler nodded and walked quietly upstairs.
"Momma?" Rebecca whispered, poking her head through the gap in the opened door.
Regina appeared by the door, wrapped in a towel, "Good morning, mi dulce."
"Hi." The child whispered shyly, climbing onto her parents' big bed.
"Oh, are we feeling shy this morning?" Regina asked knowingly. By the afternoon she would be herself.
Rebecca waited patiently on the bed as her mother got dressed in Emmett's sweats and wife beater. He laughed the first time he saw her in them but she just shrugged and said, "At least I'm not wearing your boxers. My nightclothes are getting too tight."
The brunette chuckled as the girl curled around her pillow, inhaling her scent, "You look pretty, Momma."
"Do I now?" Regina asked, quirking an amused eyebrow as she looked down at her attire.
"Mhmm."
"Well thank you, Carino," Rebecca continued to peek at her mother from behind the pillow, "Do you want to go back to sleep baby?"
The girl shook her head no but the older woman continued worrying, "Are you sick?"
Regina pressed her lips against the child's forehead. No, she didn't have a fever.
"Do you want to cuddle?" Rebecca smiled shyly and nodded.
"Okay, move over so Momma can get on the bed."
The toddler moved over to the left and waited for her pregnant mother to climb onto the bed. Regina laughed as the child carefully clambered over her body, and attached herself to the woman by throwing her little leg over Regina's hip and resting her head against her chest.
"Is the baby comf-table ?"
"Very. Can you tell me what Papa and Henry are doing downstairs?"
Rebecca tilted her head back to look at her mother, " Uh Un. Papa said it's a surprise ." Normally, Regina didn't like surprises but Emmett gave her good surprises, so naturally, she was excited.
"A surprise? Can you tell Momma what the surprise is?" Regina kissed the girl's temple and hugged her tightly, trying to butter her up.
"Nope. Henry said not to tell you, no matter how many cuddles you give me. And Momma you give really good cuddles." Rebecca informed, finally coming out of her morning shyness.
Regina pouted playfully, before clawing her hands and tickling the toddler trapped in her arms.
"No Momma! Ahh! Help me!" Rebecca giggled madly.
"Okay, okay, I'll stop. Let's go see what Papa and Henry have for me ."
"Okay, Momma. No more tickles right ?" Rebecca asked out of breath and still giggling.
"No more tickles. I promise."
Regina walked into the kitchen, hand in hand with Rebecca, finding it completely spotless. Good, they had cleaned up after themselves.
"Momma over here." Rebecca pulled her mother into the dining room, where they found a pyjama-clad Henry and Emmett.
"Happy birthday Momma!" Rebecca screamed, totally mispronouncing the word birthday.
"Hey, boo-bear you were supposed to wait for my count." Emmett laughed at her cute enthusiasm.
"Thank you, baby." Regina smiled down at Rebecca who was hugging her legs.
"You're welcome, Momma. We made pan-a-cakes with apples!"
"Oh did you, now? And did Papa make the pancakes ?" Regina smirked, leaning in to give the man a good morning kiss.
Henry snorted, "Yeah, he burnt the french toast."
"Hey! You weren't supposed to tell her that." Emmett pouted.
"Its okay darling, I quite enjoy charred pan-a-cakes ." The brunette woman laughed.
"Oh hush you. Let's go to eat. " Emmett huffed, "I can cook."
"Of course you can darling ." Regina tried to keep a straight face.
Emmett poked Regina in her side, where she was ticklish and smirked when she jumped. After blowing out the five candles that Rebecca proudly explained represented their family, Regina went to cut into the stack of pancakes.
"What's this ?" She asked, squinting at the shiny object-fit snug into the fluffy cakes. She had forgotten her glasses upstairs.
"It's a wing Momma!" Rebecca practically yelled into her air.
Regina gasped and turned to look at the man sitting next to her, "A ring?"
"I, uh, yeah. You said that I could and I want to... I mean if you want to?" Emmett shrugged and scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, "If it's too soon, I can wait. I'll always wait for you."
He internally cringed. I sound pathetic. Lord.
"You idiot." Regina mumbled, picking the ring out of the breakfast food and reading the inscription, "Oh... Em... you idiot. I love you."
She kissed the stunned man and he wrinkled his brow, still a bit unsure, "So does that mean yes?"
Regina rolled her eyes playfully, "Yes, my love."
Henry and Rebecca cheered as their parents shared another kiss, "Happy birthday Gina."