Happy Valentine's Day everyone! Or if you're me, happy Singles Awareness Day!

Emma had never been one for romantic things. She had never been in a relationship long enough for anything to be required. And yet here she was, trying to think of something romantic to do for her fiancé. And she couldn't think of anything.

She could have asked for help, but that would have just been embarrassing. Who asks for advice on what to get your significant other for a big romantic day? You should be able to do that yourself.

Emma sighed as she went through website after website, hoping that she could find anything that could help her. Regina most likely wouldn't do anything since she probably didn't even know that today was day to celebrate couples and be romantic.

"What are you looking at?" Henry asked, walking into the station.

"Nothing," Emma said quickly, clicking on a different tab. "What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in school?"

"I needed to get out of there," Henry said. "There's valentines everywhere and I don't know what to do for Violet. I thought that maybe you could help me."

Emma laughed. "I am as far from romantic as you can get, kid. I'm having a hard time finding something for your mom."

"She's easy," Henry said. "All she's ever wanted for so long is to have her happy ending, and you're already making that happen."

"But that's not helping me think of something to get her," Emma argued. "That's telling me something I already know."

Henry rolled his eyes. "What I mean is, give her something that has to do with your happy ending and she'll love it."

Emma smiled at Henry and ruffled his hair. "You are a genius, you know that?"

"I know," Henry said, smoothing down his hair. "Now what should I do for Violet?"

Emma smiled as she left the flower shop. Her idea was one of pure genius, of course with a little help from Henry.

She had told Henry to start his first Valentine's Day with something small, so he had purchased Violet a bouquet of roses and a teddy bear with a little red ribbon around its neck. According to Henry's text, the gifts had been a success. Now it was Emma's turn.

When she got home she put her present in a little pink box with a red bow and set it on the table before beginning to prepare dinner. Living in New York City with Henry had taught her how to cook, even the harder things like what she was planning tonight.

As Emma cooked, the kitchen filled with the delicious aroma of Alfredo sauce and garlic bread. It was the typical romantic meal, but Emma enjoyed it nonetheless. And knowing Regina, she would too.

Regina walked into the house and immediately smiled at the smells. She did know what today was, and had gotten something for Emma as well, but she was delighted that Emma had made dinner.

"That smells amazing," Regina said, walking into the kitchen.

Emma turned around and smiled at her. "Who knew right? I can actually cook a delicious and romantic meal."

Regina laughed and reached forward to grab the bread on its pan. "I'll help you finish."

After their dinner together, they exchanged packages. Regina insisted that Emma open hers first, claiming that she just wanted to see Emma's face when she opened it.

Emma laughed and tore open the wrapping paper, looking in confusion at the present before her. It looked like a...book?

Regina laughed. "I can tell that you're confused."

"A little bit," Emma admitted.

"Both of our stories are in Henry's book, but weren't written by us," Regina said. "This is our book that we get to write. We're going to write our story, together. From now until death do us part."

Emma smiled and leaned over to kiss Regina. "I love it. And you. Thank you."

"You're welcome," Regina said. She picked up her box and carefully unwrapped it, earning an eye roll from Emma. She just laughed and opened the box, looking inside and then at Emma in confusion.

"Now who's the confused one?" Emma teased. She knew why Regina was confused, and had expected her to be. Because what she said next was where the romance came in.

"Those are rose seeds," Emma said. "I know that you like gardening, and roses are romantic."

"But roses could take years to grow," Regina said.

"Exactly," Emma said. "We're going to grow them together. And as they grow, so will our relationship and our family. The roses will grow with us. Some may fail along the way, and that's okay. Because not everything in life is perfect. But no matter what, we'll always have our roses."

Regina smiled and put down the box before hugging Emma tightly. "I love you so much."

Emma just smiled and hugged her back. "I love you too."