This chapter is dedicated to Shytyzulafan. Even though you reviewed before I wrote "Lola" I figured another Swan-Mills child wouldn't be a bad thing! Original prompt: "I was wondering if you could do a short on Swan Queen expanding their family. Either magically (biologically) or adopting. I think that would be beautiful!" Here we go!

Emma and Regina had decided that a vacation would be a good thing. Since Regina had only been out of Storybrooke once, they decided that they would go to Boston since that was where she had gone.

As Emma drove towards the border, she reached over and squeezed Regina's hand. Regina looked at her, confused, until they actually crossed over the border. She shuddered as she felt the magic leave her body, forgetting that magic wasn't common here.

"You okay?" Emma asked. Regina nodded and squeezed her hand back.

"Where are we going to go?" Regina asked. Emma just smiled and kept driving. "Emma," Regina whined.

Emma laughed. "We'll alternate back and forth who gets to pick where we go," she said. "My first stop is a total surprise."

Regina huffed and crossed her arms. Emma laughed. Regina really could be a little child sometimes. "Did you make sure to leave detailed instructions with Belle? You know that Lola has been really picky about food lately," Regina said.

"Relax Regina," Emma said. "Yes, I left detailed instructions. Henry will also be home. They'll be fine." Regina sighed and looked out the window.

"This is the first time that I've been away from her for a long period of time," Regina whispered.

"And I promise that when we get home, she'll be safe and sound," Emma said. She pulled into a parking space, causing Regina to look at their surroundings.

"Where are we?" Regina asked.

"My first part of this trip," Emma said. She unbuckled and got out of the car, forcing Regina to follow.

"But what is it?" Regina asked.

"It's called a museum."

"That was amazing!" Regina said. "I never knew that this world had so much history behind it!"

"Shh," Emma giggled. "You have to actually pretend that you're from this world."

"Oh right," Regina said. "Sorry." Emma just laughed and pecked her on the cheek.

"So what's your surprise?" Emma asked. Regina smiled mischievously and reached out her hand for Emma's keys. Emma rolled her eyes before handing them over.

Regina happily skipped to the car. She wasn't sure if Emma would like this spot, but it meant so much to her. Maybe she could help Emma see the good in it.

Emma gasped when she saw what parking lot that Regina was pulling into. "What are we doing here?" Emma asked, voice shaking.

Regina grabbed her hand. "You'll see the good parts of this place. I promise. Let's just go inside." She waited for Emma to nod before getting out of the car.

They walked hand-in-hand into the Boston Adoption Agency. "This is where I got Henry from," Regina explained. "I wanted to come back here and show you that it's not as bad of a place as you think it is."

Emma looked around and had to agree with Regina. Several couples sat in a waiting room, waiting to be called back to meet with the child that they would potentially be adopting. A lot of them looked happy, some looked nervous.

Emma's eyes landed on a little girl, about 10 years old, sitting in a chair by herself. She was sitting more towards the reception desk, and Emma saw what looked like a social worker standing at said desk. The little girl had a suitcase by her, and Emma's heart broke at the look on her face. This little girl was running out of foster families to take her in.

Emma let go of Regina's hand and walked over. She crouched down in front of the little girl, and nudged her leg. "What's your name?" Emma asked her.

"Ava," the little girl said. "What's yours?"

Emma smiled. "My name's Emma," she said.

Ava smiled back. "I had a foster sister once named Emma. She was really nice."

"How long have you been in the foster system?" Emma asked.

Ava looked sadly at her feet. "Since I was a baby," she mumbled.

Emma winced, and felt Regina's hand settle on her shoulder. She looked up and saw the same look in her eyes reflected in Regina's. This little girl didn't belong in the foster system. Emma stood up and led Regina away from Ava.

"I can't leave her here Regina," Emma said. "She's basically me. Abandoned as a baby, shipped from foster home to foster home. I need to take her home with us."

Regina sighed. "Lola is only a year old. You want to add caring for another child?"

"She's older though. It's not like we'll be raising another baby. She's been raised. We just have to do the loving part," Emma said. Regina looked over Emma's shoulder at Ava. She sighed in defeat. They couldn't leave that little girl there.

"Okay," Regina said. "Go talk to the social worker."

Henry was confused as to why his moms had come home from vacation early. Belle was doing a pretty good job with Lola, and he was doing his fair share. It wasn't like they couldn't handle a couple days on baby duty.

"Why are you guys home so early?" Henry asked as Emma and Regina came through the door.

"We picked up a souvenir that needed to be brought home right away," Emma explained. Regina snorted. Henry looked past Regina to see a little girl walking hesitantly into the mansion.

"Who's that?" Henry asked. "Is that the souvenir?" Ava laughed.

"Yeah, I guess that can be my nickname," she said. "I'm Ava." She held out a hand, and Henry took it. Ava looked down as she felt a tug on her pant leg.

"Hi there," Ava cooed. Lola looked up at her and held up her arms to be held. Ava scooped her up and gave her a hug.

Lola looked at her for several moments. "Sis," she said. Emma and Regina's jaws dropped. Lola had just spoken her first word.

So the prompt said to make this short. Whoops. Hope you all liked it! Bonus points to whoever can find out where Ava's name came from.