Swan-Mills fam is back!
Regina and Emma had always raised their three kids to be kind no matter what happened. They had all turned out well, and each of them was highly successful in life. Granted, Lola was the only one who still lived in town. But she was also the only one who had magic.
Ava was living in Florida, living the life as a marine biologist. She visited as often as she could, but living so far away and having such a busy job usually restricted her to holidays only. It was bittersweet for both Emma and Regina.
Henry and Violet were living in New York in the apartment that Neal had lived in. Emma and Regina had been hesitant about the idea, but Henry had insisted that it made him feel closer to Neal. No one could argue with that.
They had gotten married a couple years ago, and wanted to try for a child. The only problem is that they had realized that Violet couldn't carry a child. Her body wouldn't be able to handle the stress, and she would most likely die.
It had been devastating for them both, but then Lola had come up with a solution. She would carry the baby for them.
"You can't be serious," Regina said. "You're going to carry Violet and Henry's baby?"
Lola nodded. "They both want to start a family, but Violet can't. I'm helping out my brother."
"You know, when we taught you to be kind, we really weren't talking about this kind of thing," Emma said. "We were thinking more along the lines of volunteering. Like a normal person."
Lola laughed. "I was raised by you guys. Do you honestly think that I'm normal?"
"That's not the point," Regina said. "You're talking about carrying a baby for nine months. Your niece or nephew."
"Okay when you say it like that it's even weirder," Lola said.
"Exactly," Emma said. "And think about it Lo. You're going to carry this baby for nine months and then give it up. It won't be your baby."
"It's not like I won't see it," Lola said. "They only live in New York."
"But all you're going to see when you look at that little kid growing up is that you were the one that gave it life, but you're missing all of its life," Emma said. "That's a rough feeling."
"Why are you trying to talk me out of it?" Lola asked.
"We're not," Regina said. "We're just trying to present the negative side of things for you to consider. I'm sure that Henry and Violet have the positive side covered."
Lola nodded. "I appreciate what you guys are doing. But I want to do this. I just came to tell you that's why you're going to see me with a baby."
Emma smiled at her. "If you need anything, let us know."
It had taken a couple tries, but finally Lola was pregnant. Violet and Henry were overjoyed, and even moved back into town to be with Lola and help with her pregnancy. Everything was going great, which was why Emma and Regina were so surprised when Lola showed up at their house late one night.
"What have I done?" Lola asked, sitting on the couch.
Regina and Emma shared a confused look. "What do you mean?" Regina asked.
"I have magic," Lola said. "What if I give the baby magic by accident?"
Emma and Regina's eyes both widened. No one had thought of that. If the baby had magic, Henry and Violet couldn't leave town. Or they would have to leave the baby behind with Lola.
"Everything will turn out fine," Emma said soothingly. "Since the baby is made from Henry and Violet, your magic shouldn't do anything."
"Maybe I should leave town and get rid of my magic," Lola said. "Just to be safe."
"You can't do that now," Regina said. "The stress on your body of losing magic could be bad for the baby."
Lola buried her face in her hands. "I'm an awful sister."
"Lo, your magic isn't going to do anything," Emma said. "This baby is going to be born without magic and everything will be fine."
"I hope you're right," Lola said. She poofed away without another word, leaving Emma and Regina alone.
"Did I just lie to her?" Emma asked.
Regina shrugged. "I have no idea. Nothing like this was ever done in the Enchanted Forest."
Emma sighed. "If something doesn't turn out okay-"
"I know," Regina said. "I know."
Everyone was gathered anxiously in the waiting room, Henry and Violet included. Lola had only wanted Emma and Regina with her in the room.
Finally, Whale held a healthy little boy in his arms. Lola sighed in relief as she lay back against her pillows, utterly exhausted. Emma and Regina both smiled at her, knowing that relief.
"Healthy little boy," Whale said, bringing him over to Lola. "Want to hold him?"
Lola shook her head. "Let his parents see him."
Regina looked anxiously at Emma, who had taken a step back. She had chosen not to hold Henry either.
Emma took a couple deep breaths before making eye contact with Regina and nodding slightly to show that she was fine. Nurses took care of Lola before leaving the room; changing places with Henry and Violet.
"Thank you," Henry said, walking over and hugging Lola tightly. "We wouldn't have a son if it wasn't for you."
"You're welcome," Lola said. "What are you going to name him?"
"Well, we were hoping you could help with that," Violet said. "We want his middle name to be James, after my father, but we want you to pick his first name."
Regina and Emma smiled at Lola's look of disbelief. "Really?" Lola asked.
Henry nodded. "You carried him for nine months. The least we can do is let you pick his name."
Lola looked at the little boy in Violet's arms before smiling. "Oliver."
"I love it," Violet cooed. "Welcome to this crazy family, Oliver James Mills."
Funny story: Oliver is what I want to name my son if I ever have one. Don't know why, I just love the name.