Well this is it. Day 365. The day where the story fully comes to a close. Thank you all so much for reading this story, especially those of you who have been here since the very beginning. I appreciate every review and private message that I've gotten, and I truly appreciate each and every one of you.

I know that seems like that's obvious, because of course authors appreciate their readers. But here's why it really matters. I started this story when I was 17, and now I'm 18. You guys just read a story written by a senior in high school. When I started this I started it to feel like I was doing something important, and it quickly became a growing experience for my writing.

Keep a box of tissues handy for the last line, as I myself almost cried after writing it. Again, thank you guys so much, and here is our final chapter.

Regina looked up in surprise as her doorbell rang. Pretty much everyone in town was attending Hook and Emma's wedding, and those who weren't certainly wouldn't want her company.

The doorbell rang again, prompting Regina to reluctantly walk to the front door and open it. What was on the other side made her heart stop.

"What are you doing here?" Regina asked. "You're supposed to be getting married. Right now."

"I can't," Emma said, panting. It was clear that she had run from wherever the wedding was being held (Regina didn't really want to know, the temptation to crash it would have been too much) but there was no reason why she would have left. Unless…

Regina shook her head, stopping that line of thought. She couldn't afford to be hopeful, especially on this day. Some danger must have come up and they needed her help.

"Did something happen?" Regina asked. "Is everyone alright? There isn't a new villain in town attacking everyone is there?"

"No, no, nothing like that," Emma said quickly. "I just can't do it."

"Emma!" Snow called, running towards Regina's house. "What are you doing? You're supposed to be at your wedding!"

"Please let me in," Emma begged. "I will owe you my life if you let me in right now."

"You don't owe me anything," Regina said, stepping to the side. Emma quickly stepped inside, and Regina closed the door behind her.

"She's going to kill me," Emma mumbled. "And so will everyone in town. And Hook. What have I done?"

"Hey," Regina said gently. "Relax. Everything is going to be fine."

"Really?" Emma asked. "I ran out on my fiancé, causing the whole room to erupt into chaos. I can't believe I did that. Why did I do that?"

"Why don't you tell me?" Regina asked, pushing Emma towards the living room. They both pretended that they couldn't hear Snow on the other side of the front door, begging for Emma to come out or for Regina to let her in.

"Everything was fine," Emma said. "And then as I got up front and looked into Hook's eyes I realized that his eyes weren't the ones that I wanted to look into every morning for the rest of my life."

"And then you just ran off?" Regina asked. She couldn't believe it. If Emma had suddenly decided she didn't want to be with Hook, whom did she want to be with? Maybe it was no one, but Regina could hope.

Emma nodded. "I didn't see any other way out. So I just ran away."

"Why did you come here?" Regina asked. "I can't believe that you ran all the way to my house from your wedding."

"That's the funny thing," Emma said. "I didn't."

"What do you mean?" Regina asked, looking at Emma in confusion.

"I poofed," Emma said, sitting down on the couch. "But I didn't know where I was poofing to. All I knew was that I wanted to go someplace where I would feel safe. Or loved."

Regina's eyes widened, and she sat down next to Emma on the couch. Sometimes magic could take things very literally. Emma had probably been trying to poof to her house, since that was where she had hidden a lot when she was the Dark One. It was a safe spot. Instead, her magic had taken her to where she would be safe and loved. Stupid magic.

"I don't know why it brought me here," Emma said. "And I honestly don't care. But I'm here now and I have no idea what to do."

Regina reached over and covered Emma's hand with her own, getting her attention. "I'm not going to pretend that I know what you're feeling. But something moved you to leave that wedding. You said that you didn't want to see Hook every morning for the rest of your life. Who do you want to see then?"

"I don't know," Emma sighed. "I wish I did, but I don't."

"Or you do and just don't want to admit it to yourself and others," Regina said.

Emma flinched, showing her that she was right. Regina smiled and nudged her gently. "Come on. Spill the beans for your best friend."

Emma laughed, nudging Regina back. "I love hearing you say that. Makes me feel safe. And loved." She bit her lip as she waited for Regina to get it, smiling as she saw Regina's eyes slowly widen.

"Me?" Regina asked.

Emma slowly nodded. "I don't know how this happened. Or why. But all I could think of while I was looking at Hook was that I wished it were you standing up there in front of me. Not him. I don't know where the thought came from."

Regina leaned over, kissing Emma to stop her rambling. Emma immediately returned the kiss, instantly feeling how right it was. She was meant to kiss Regina.

"What am I going to do?" Emma asked. "Everyone's going to want to know where I went and why."

"It's up to you what you want to tell them," Regina said. "Honestly, you don't have to tell them anything other than that you aren't getting married to Hook."

"I know what I'll tell them," Emma said. "I'll tell them that I'm getting my new happy ending. And the new version is the one I should have pursued from the very beginning."

Regina smiled. "I'm not going to argue with that."

Emma laughed before pulling her close and kissing her again. And as in all fairy tales, they lived happily ever after.