A/N: SWEET LORD! I don't think you guys know how sorry I am that it took THIS long for me to get this chapter out! It was a hard one to finish simply because I had so many ideas that I started writing a whole other story. SMH. Please forgive me sweethearts!

Chapter 8: Chances

Four Months Later

"Emma!"

Henry and Emma paused the video game they were playing, looking at each other in fear.

"Do you think she found it?" Emma asked her son.

Henry gulped and nodded slowly. "By the sound of her voice, I'd say she did."

Suddenly they heard footsteps coming up the stairs and they both leapt up.

"Hide! Freaking hide kid! Turn off the TV and hide!" Emma whispered, as she crawled under her son's bed in a hurry.

"Where am I supposed to hide?! God I knew we shouldn't have done this!" Henry said as he stepped in his closet to hide.

A few seconds later, Regina walked into her son's room to find it empty. She would have bought it if she didn't see the mess of blonde curls coming from under the bed. She could only guess that Henry was under there with her or in the closet. She's a grown adult and she can't even hide properly. Regina thought and shook her head.

"Emma Swan and Henry Mills! You have exactly 5 seconds to come out of hiding and give me an explanation."

Henry immediately opened the closet door and stepped out looking as guilty as ever. His blonde mother however, did not move.

"It wasn't my idea Mom. I told her it was a bad idea but she insisted," Henry said, defending himself. "And Ma, she can see your hair. She knows you're under the bed."

Emma let out a loud sigh and crawled from her hiding spot and stood next to Henry. "I swear kid, if I ever commit another crime, I'm not doing it with you. You'd dime me out 10 seconds into interrogation." Emma said with a huff.

"Yes well judging by your hiding skills, you'd get caught anyway. Now EXPLAIN!" Regina demanded.

"Awh Gina come on! He's cute." Emma bent down to pick up the new puppy that had followed Regina upstairs. "Wook at him! Him wove you Gina!" Emma held the puppy up to Regina's face and watched in amusement as it licked the brunette's cheek.

Don't give in! Don't give in! "Em…we can't have a dog. Who's going to take care of it when no one is home?"

Emma put the puppy down and looked at her girlfriend. "Babe, I already took care of that. Archie is willing to watch him. Annd I can take him to work with me! He can be a police dog! I think we'd look good together."

Regina looked down at the puppy that was nuzzled against her foot and then looked back up at Emma, repeating the action several times. God they do look alike. How have I never noticed that my girlfriend looks like a cute little golden retriever? Is it weird that I'm turned on by this? Ugh fine.

"Fine. He is kind of cute." Regina bent down to pick up the golden puppy. "What's his name?"

"Airbud."

"Chauncey."

Both Emma and Henry looked at each other in disgust.

"Airbud? Ma, no. That's not original." Henry said.

Emma scoffed. "And Chauncey is better? Kid, this dog isn't some prep school kid with a stick up his butt. And he's also not a butler either."

Regina rolled her eyes. "I'll name him. I don't want my dog going around with a ridiculous name."

Henry and Emma watched as Regina exited the room with the unnamed puppy asleep in her arms.

"Her dog?" Henry said when his mother was out of earshot.

"That dog better not get more attention than me. I'm still the cutest in the house." Emma said with a fixed glare at the door her girlfriend had left through, not noticing her son's eye roll.

Emma woke up the next morning to feeling of something licking her cheek. Mmmm kinky. "Regina, babe, I'm completely in love with you and not opposed to this at all, but babe, your morning breath is not okay this morning."

When no snarky reply or pillow to the head followed her comment, she opened her eyes. Standing over her was a puppy that seemed to have a collar now. So he has a collar but no name. Do we do everything backwards in this family? Before she could make a comment, she caught a glimpse of something else on the collar.

"No, no, no, no…" she mumbled to herself. She sat up to get a closer look to make sure her eyes weren't deceiving her. But surely enough, on the collar was an extremely sparkly, engagement ring. "Oh my gosh. Oh. My. Gosh. No, no, no, no. I swear…" Emma continued mumbling to herself as she wiped the tears from her eyes, and headed downstairs with Mr. No Name.

Emma walked into the kitchen to see Henry and Regina waiting expectantly.

"Regina…"

Regina sauntered towards the blonde with a nervous smile and took a deep breath. "I bought the dog a collar this morning."

Errr…that's an interesting way to start. Emma thought.

"That was a weird way to start Mom." Henry said with a chuckle, but quickly apologized when he earned a glare from his brunette mother.

Regina continued, "And I was going to buy him a lot of toys and other necessities, but I didn't. And I came up with a list of appropriate names for him but I didn't name him. I could have made these decisions and done everything by myself but I didn't want to. I wanted you there with me. I wanted to make these decisions, even though they are minor, with you. And that is just…peculiar for me, because there was a time when I would prefer to make decisions on my own. But now? Now I want to make every single decision with you. But there's one decision I've already made that you have to make too. I've decided that I want to spend the rest of my life making decisions with you. I want to decide wedding plans, and baby names, and paint colors, and anniversary plans, and vacation spots, with you. I want to decide what we eat for dinner, with you. I want to decide whether we get a trampoline or not, with you. I want to decide when you'll throw that hideous red jacket away, with you. Darling, I want to make every decision with you. And I was going to plan something really big, because I know that this is a really big deal, but I wanted you to know that this is what I want. I want to wake up next to you. I want you to wake up late every Saturday morning in a t-shirt and shorts, and come downstairs to join your family. In my heart, my mind, my soul, and everything within me, I know I will forever choose you. Not just because you're my true love, but because I love you. Now you have to decide if you want to choose me forever and if you want to take a chance on me. And Em, I know we've only just started this journey, so if you're not ready I-"

Regina's speech was unexpectedly cut short with a passionate kiss from the blonde woman in front of her.

"YES! Yes yes yes yes. I decided you were the one a long time ago Regina. Baby, when I say you are my world, I don't say it to sound romantic. I say it because you ARE my world. My world comes together with you in it. I don't care how long we've been together, any time with you will feel right. Sweetheart, I would follow you to hell and back if it meant I still got to be with you and see your smile and hear that gorgeous laugh and listen to you insult my red jacket even though we both know you love it. True love or not, I would choose you every time. Gina, baby if I got the chance to make decisions with you for the rest of my, I'd never stop smiling. Regina, you're the reason I constantly smile now, and now you're asking me to live the rest of my life with a smile on my face? Yes, Regina. Absolutely yes."

Both women pulled each other in for a long passionate, hungry kiss. Both with tears in their eyes and fireworks in their stomachs. They soon pulled away when their son came in for a group hug.

"Well I guess "Operation Best Pup" didn't completely backfire did it Ma?" Henry said with a smirk.

"Operation Best Pup?" Regina raised an eyebrow at her son.

"Yeah it's an operation we were working on. Ma named it, obviously." Henry said with an eye roll at the mention of his Mother's bad naming skills.

"And what exactly did this operation consist of?" She asked, looking at the two in front of her.

Emma rubbed the back of her neck and chuckled, "Well, um, I was gonna propose to you almost the exact same way. That's kinda why I got the dog in the first place. I set up a special dinner for tonight and everything. I even got Mr. NoName here a little tux outfit, and he was gonna have the ring around his little bowtie. It was gonna be killer."

Regina stood with her mouth open. "How long had you been planning it?"

Emma laughed, "If I'm being honest, the last two days. I picked up the ring Thursday and then yesterday when I saw Mr. NoName I just knew I had to get him and propose that way. How long have you been planning to propose to me?" Emma asked with a hint of amusement.

Regina smirked, "I got the ring Thursday too. What time did you purchase yours?"

Emma smirked back at the brunette. "6:13pm. I went out of town to get it. That's why I was late for dinner. You?"

"I bought it at 12:04pm. I had to go out of town as well, which is why I couldn't do lunch that day." Regina replied with a smile.

"Well Madam Mayor, it seems like we are more alike than we thought." Emma leaned in to give her fiancée another kiss that was cut short by her son.

"So are you two gonna actually put the rings on or just talk about them?" He said with a smirk.

Emma poofed the jewelry box, with Regina's ring in it, into her hand while Regina removed the other ring from the dog's collar. "Yeah, let's do this."

The blonde opened the box and heard a gasp from her fiancée. She slid the ring on Regina's finger and watched as Regina examined the ring. Regina recognized the ring immediately. It had a sort of elegance that would only fit a true queen, and Regina knew for a fact that this ring was 10.07 carats with a pair of step-cut trapezoid diamonds perfected by a platinum design.

"Emma…where did you get this ring?"

Emma smiled and shook her head, "No questions until you give me my ring."

Regina smiled and slid the ring on Emma's finger. Emma was the next to let out a gasp. She hadn't really gotten a chance to see it earlier but now looking at up close, she came to a realization.

"Regina…this is the exact same ring I just put on your finger." She looked up at her fiancée. "Regina, this ring was almost $300,000. You bought me a $300,000 ring?! Are you insane?!"

Regina raised her eyebrow and lifted her left hand. "Well I could ask you the same question Miss Swan. Where did you even get the money for such a ring?"

Emma let out a nervous laugh. "Well, you pay me pretty well Madam Mayor, so I've been adding money to my savings account for the past few years. And I also have a friend in Boston that just won the lottery and he owed me quite a few favors. Let's just say we're even now."

Regina shook her head with a smile and rolled her eyes. "Of course. Well at least we both have good taste."

Emma smiled wildly. "We really do have good taste. I mean look at us. We're both smoking hot and now we both have smoking hot rings."

"Don't forget your smoking hot son! I'm carrying the hotness and adorableness in the family. Can't beat that combo." Henry said as he put down his camera.

Emma scoffed and Regina headed to the refrigerator to find something to cook for breakfast. "Please kid. I'm definitely the most adorable in the family. Neal is second because he still poops on himself."

Regina and Henry both rolled their eyes but before either of them could respond they heard barking and turned to see the unnamed dog wagging his tail.

"Crap. I think I'm second for most adorable now…We should probably name him." Emma said with a sigh.

"Well we can figure out something while I cook breakfast." Regina said.

Emma grabbed a notepad and a pen, while Henry picked up the dog and sat him in his lap.

"Okay, what about Emmett?"

Regina and Henry both stared at the blonde. "That's pretty egotistical, Ma."

Emma's mouth dropped open as she feigned innocence. "What? How? I mean, Emmett is just a nice name. It's not my fault it's close to my name."

Regina crossed her arms and looked at her fiancée. "Okay then, why can't we just name him Reginald?"

Emma's face scrunched up and she shook her head with disapproval. "Wow Regina, it's not all about you. Narcissistic much?"

Regina and Henry both laughed at the blonde. "Honestly dear, you're preposterous."

The three sat in silence for a while deep in thought.

"Hey, what about Chance?" Henry suggested.

"Chance? Why Chance?" Regina questioned.

"Yeah kid. That's pretty random."

"Well, I figured it fits the occasion. I mean, you both took a chance on each other. I mean how crazy is it that you both basically planned the same proposal, with the same rings? I mean, what are the chances? Haha, get it? Chances? What are the chances?...Honestly, I think it's pretty perfect."

There was a moment of silence. Both women taking in the reasoning of the name.

"Lame pun, but I like it kid. Too smart for your own good if you ask me."

Regina chuckled and kissed Henry on the forehead. "That's my prince. I love it."

Henry looked down at the dog. "How about that Chance? Do you like that name?"

Chance jumped up with a bark and licked Henry's face. "Ugh, I'm gonna take that as a yes." Henry said, earning a laugh from both his mothers.

Emma has been leaning against the doorway of her and Regina's bedroom door for the past 3 minutes, looking at her fiancée. Regina is sitting in the bed reading a Harry Potter book, because apparently she's a Potterhead, and oblivious to Emma's presence. Over the past few months Emma has learned so much about Regina; specifically that Regina is a complete and absolute nerdy geek. Emma came home one night to see Regina and Belle in some Harry Potter gear, sitting in front of the TV. Turns out there had been a Harry Potter marathon on and they had skipped work to watch and discuss the movies. She also learned that if cuddling was a sport, Regina would come in first place every single time. She's learned to never touch Regina's pop tarts, and to never interrupt Regina's yoga time. They're continually learning things about each other and every new thing is like opening up a present on Christmas morning. I can't believe I get to spend the rest of my life with this geek. She looks so good in those glasses. I am one lucky mofo. I'm lucky she took a chance on me.

Emma's thoughts are interrupted by an outburst of Regina laughing at something in the book, as if she hadn't read it before. Emma rolls her eyes and smiles, "You are such a geek, but I'm glad you took a chance on me." Emma states, making Regina look up suddenly.

Regina smiles and places her book on her nightstand. "I'd like to say we took a chance on each other, and I'm not a geek, I'm just interested in certain things. Don't act like you don't go completely geek mode when it comes to comic books and those movies."

Geek mode? What a nerd. Emma smiles goofily and enters the room to sit on the bed in front of Regina. She intertwines their fingers together and looks at them for quite a while. Her smile has faded and she seems to be in deep thought, which Regina notices.

"What's wrong dear?"

Emma looks up and makes eye contact with the brunette. "You mentioned baby names. You want to decide baby names with me. Regina…do you really want to have kids with me?" she asks hesitantly.

Regina tilts her head at the question because of course she wants to have kids with Emma. Why wouldn't she?

"Of course I do. Why wouldn't I? I mean if you don't want to have any more kids then that's fine, but-"

"No, babe I do want more kids. I just never thought you would want more. I mean, I'd love to have a few more munchkins running around the house, I just…You raised Henry sooo well, and I…I mean I've never actually raised a kid so I'm not sure I'd be too good at it."

Regina smiled and pulled Emma towards her. Emma laid her head on Regina's chest as Regina stroked her hair. "Em, I'm about to be brutally honest with you. Okay?" Emma nodded and she continued. "Firstly, I don't ever want to hear you refer to our children as munchkins again. I've seen munchkins and I wasn't impressed whatsoever. Secondly, I don't ever want to hear you doubt your parenting abilities, or any other abilities for that matter. Look at Henry. He's a great kid, but he's learned so much from you since you've come into his life and been raising him too. Yes, he would have been fine with just me, but he's exceptionally better with the both of us. And Yes, I gave you the memories when the two of you moved to New York, but it was still you raising him Emma. You're a great parent. Your methods are quite unconventional and they make me question a lot of things, but in the end it always works out. There are things that I don't really know either. I know I put on a façade as if I know what I'm doing and usually I do, but when it comes to raising kids, no one really knows what they're doing. A good parent just tries their best. Every parent has different parenting methods, but I think our parenting methods are better together. Sometimes I bring the fire and you bring the extinguisher, and other times you bring the fire and I bring the water hose. There are times when I'm too hard on him and you're not hard enough. But I think we balance it well, and I'm willing to bet everything that we'll balance it well with the others."

Emma jumps up out of the bed and looks at Regina with wide eyes and the goofiest grin on her face. "We're like the perfect alley-oop. I throw it up and you slam it down, and sometimes you throw it up and I slam it down. We're like Shaq and Kobe. Lebron and Wade. Nash and Nowitzki. Magic and Abdul-Jabbar. Jordan and Pippen! We're like the Avengers, Gina! I call dibs on Iron Man! You can be Black Widow for obvious reasons. Oh my gosh! Gina! If we have enough kids, we could assemble an actual Avengers squad! You're totally right, we can do this."

Regina stares at Emma for a long while and finally raises her eyebrow. "And you have the audacity to call me a geek? Dear Lord, Emma. And how many kids are you trying to have exactly? And you chose for me to be Black Widow because of my intellect and advanced skill-level, and not just because I would look good in the outfit, correct?"

Emma puts her hands on her hips, tilts her head thoughtfully, and then shrugs. "First of all, of course that's why you're the Black Widow babe! You'll keep the rest of us in line. The outfit is just a huge bonus. Second of all, I only thought about having two or three more kids, but now? I want a squad, so when it's time for breakfast or a family meeting, I can say, "Avengers Assemble!" or something like that, and then they'll come down and strike a pose!"

Before Regina can reply to Emma's ridiculousness, Henry basically runs into the room with wide eyes. "Did someone say "Avengers Assemble"? Are we watching one of the movies?"

Regina rolled her eyes. "No Henry. We were discussing having children before your mother went off on a ridiculous tangent about basketball and Avengers."

"More kids?! Forget the movies! We could have an actual Avengers squad!" Henry practically yelled.

"That's what I said! It would be so legit!" Emma said giving her son a high five.

"I call Iron Man. Mom you're Black Widow for obvious reasons, and Ma you're Captain America for even more obvious reasons." Henry said.

"Hey! Why would I be Captain America? I already called Iron Man!" Emma said, sounding deeply insulted.

"Oh please Emma. You're a do-gooder and you can't deny that. Sure you have some Iron Man qualities but you're definitely Captain America. The only other person I would put you as is Deadpool, and that's only because of your inappropriateness. And why is it so obvious that I'm Black Widow? Maybe I want to be the Hulk." Regina said with a huff.

Emma and Henry both stared at Regina for a while before bursting out in laughter.

"Yeah, okay babe. Don't try to deny that you're basically Black Widow without the outfit."

"Yeah Mom, you keep us in line but you're fierce while doing it. You could also kill a man with no effort so…it's pretty self-explanatory."

Regina smirked at the description. "I guess that's pretty accurate."

Emma sighed, looking defeated. "Yeah, I guess I am Cap. And by the way, Deadpool is freaking hilarious! I changed my mind. I'm Deadpool. Actually I could be a mix between the two…Captain Pool…no, that's not good. Um, what about…Dead America…wait no, that sounded better in my head. Whatever, I'll think about it later."

Both the brunettes were looking at Emma as if they were trying to figure out a hard math equation.

Henry finally shook his head, and asked, "So kids huh? Are you all going to adopt or get a sperm donor?"

Regina was about to answer her inquisitive son, but she was too distracted and amused by the look of absolute shock on Emma's face.

"Henry what the actual freak kid?! We can't talk to you about that! Do you even know what sperm is?! Aren't you like ten?! What have you been reading?! Have you been looking at pictures and videos of naked people doing it? Because that's called porn young man and I can look up your internet history!" Emma said with her arms crossed and fixing Henry with a glare.

Both Henry and Regina looked at each other in disbelief and amusement.

"Em, remember when I said that sometimes you bring the fire? Well this is me putting the fire out. Chill Emma. Henry is fifteen. If he didn't know what sperm was then we would have a reason to worry. And to answer your question Henry, we can actually have kids like any other couple, True Love and all." Regina finally said.

Henry tilted his head and thought for a second. "That's super cool and I'm probably going to have questions about that later. Anyway, what are we gonna eat for dinner?"

As if on cue, Regina's stomach growled. "I'm not sure. It's only 6:03pm, maybe we could order pizza and watch a mov-"

"Hold up, hold up, HOLD UP!" Emma said abruptly with both hands raised, causing both brunettes to look at her. "You're telling me that we can have kiddos like…through normal sex? Like just fingers and tongue? Or will it work with a strap-on too? Because I saw this new one online and I-" She was cut off by the yelling of both her son and fiancée.

"EMMA!" Regina yelled.

"La la la la la la la la AHHHHHH! I don't wanna know! I. Don't. Want. To. Know! I'm going to go order pizza!" Henry yelled running out of the room with his ears covered.

Regina stood, glaring daggers into her fiancée.

Emma's eyes widened and her shoulders lifted in a high shrug. "Whaaat?! One minute he's old enough to know about sperm but the next minute he's not old enough to know about a strap-on? He can know about the real one but not the fake one? That's discrimination!"

Regina stared at Emma for a full minute before picking up her cell phone. "You know, I would make you sleep on the couch for this whole ordeal, but then I'd just be punishing myself, so instead I'm just going to tell your mother and I'm going to make you sit through a long conversation about sex with her." She said with a smirk, as she headed out the bedroom door and down the stairs.

Is she seriously gonna tattle on me? Ha! Yeah right. Emma thought, causing Her to laugh out loud. Her laughter was cut short, her eyes widened comically, and her head turned slowly as she heard Regina downstairs talking on the phone. "Gina! NO! Please, I'll sleep on the couch! HANG UP!" She yelled as she ran to make her way downstairs.

A/N: Okay! So I hope you guys liked this chapter. I know it's pretty wild. If you have any questions or ideas let me know! I don't know how long I'll continue this. Maybe one more chapter? I'll let you guys decide on what you want. I may just start a separate fic of one-shots from this storyline. But like I said, let me know!:)