Regina finished putting dinner on the table, making sure everything was perfect. She had cooked all of Emma's favorite foods, which she hoped would help with the conversation.

"It smells good in here," Henry said, walking into the room. He looked at the table, and then at Regina. "Why did you make all of Emma's favorite foods?"

Regina shrugged. "No reason."

Henry rolled his eyes. "Nice try. What happened?"

"Nothing happened," Regina said. "We just need to have a discussion, that's all. Which is why you will be spending the evening at Nick's house so Emma and I can talk."

"Why can't I be here when you talk?" Henry asked.

"Because I said so," Regina said. "Now go get your shoes on. He and his mom will be here any minute."

Henry sighed dramatically before going upstairs. Regina chuckled and shook her head, wiping her hands on her apron before taking it off.

The front door opened and closed, signaling that Emma was home. Regina took a deep breath and composed herself. If Henry had seen through the dinner plan, Emma definitely would.

"What's going on in here?" Emma asked, walking into the kitchen.

"Just made dinner for us," Regina said.

"With all of my favorite foods?" Emma asked skeptically. "What did you do?"

"Nothing!" Regina exclaimed. "I just thought that we could have a dinner with everything that you like."

"I'm leaving!" Henry called.

"Have fun!" Regina called back.

Emma looked even more confused as she heard the front door close. "Why did Henry leave?"

"He's spending the night at Nick's house," Regina explained. "Thought that it would be easier to talk if he wasn't around."

"I knew something was up," Emma said.

Regina sat down at her spot at the table, gesturing for Emma to do the same. "Let's eat first. Then we can discuss what I want to talk about."

"That doesn't sound good," Emma mumbled, sitting down. "I have a feeling I'm not going to like this conversation."

"Probably not," Regina admitted. "But it's necessary."

After dinner, they moved into the living room to be more comfortable. "So, what's going on?" Emma asked.

"How is your relationship with your parents?" Regina asked.

"Um, fine I think," Emma said. "Why?"

"Just wondering," Regina said. "If you have a decent relationship with your parents, why not tell them about us?"

Emma winced. She should have known that this conversation would come up eventually. Even though she and Regina had been dating for quite some time, Emma still hadn't talked to Snow and David about it.

"I don't know," Emma mumbled. "Just haven't had the opportunities to."

"Don't use that excuse," Regina said. "We both know that you talk to them every night when you have dinner. Any night you could have said something."

Emma sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. "It's complicated."

"How so?" Regina asked. "You don't think that they would approve because of my history with them?"

"I don't know," Emma said. "But it's not that. I don't know how they would feel about me being with another woman."

"Oh," Regina said. "Why would that matter?"

"Because I'm supposed to be this perfect princess and princesses are supposed to be married to a prince," Emma blurted out. Her eyes widened and she clapped a hand over her mouth.

She quickly got up to leave the room, but Regina grabbed her arm and pulled her back onto the couch.

"Don't run," Regina said. "We need to talk about what you just said."

"I didn't say anything," Emma said. "Absolutely nothing. Let's just pretend that nothing happened."

Regina shook her head. "Not going to happen. What's going on?"

"I came out to one of my foster mothers once," Emma said. "It, um, didn't go over very well. And I can't imagine what my real mother would say when she found out considering I'm supposed to be this perfect Savior and princess and princesses love princes and I don't want anything between us to be ruined because of what they think because if I lost you I wouldn't have anything and it would kill me and-"

"Okay, okay," Regina said, pulling Emma close to her and hugging her tightly. "Take a deep breath."

Emma shakily took a deep breath and wiped the tears off of her cheeks. "I want to tell them, I do. But I can't bear the thought of them not approving and then losing you."

"I know," Regina said. She kissed the top of Emma's head. "But we should tell them."

Emma tensed and went to pull away, but Regina tightened her hold. "Just listen. You are an adult, Emma. I'm pretty sure you don't need their approval for whom you can and can't date. If we go to them and tell them that we're together, they can't do anything about it."

Emma relaxed in Regina's arms. She was right. Snow and David couldn't do anything. And if they kicked her out, she and Henry could just live in the mansion with Regina.

"Okay," Emma said. "Let's go tell my parents."