Well, this tale has come to an end. I hope you all enjoyed it! I had fun writing it, but some things must come to an end. Hope it wrapped things up! :)

"Henry! Can you come take your sister for me?" Emma calls to Henry upstairs.

She bounces her two month old on her hip, cooing to her to calm her down. Killian still isn't home, and she tends to only be calm in his arms. Trying to calm her to no avail, Henry comes jogging down the stairs to take his baby sister. He's a great brother to her, and she knows he loves her more than anything. He's already reading her stories for his storybook. Mostly the story of Killian and her.

"Emma," Killian kisses her atop the head with a bag of groceries in hand. "Your mother talks a lot."

She takes one of the bags from his hand. No wonder why he took so long at the grocery store-her mother was there. "It just means she likes you."

"Where's my princess?" he asks, his eyes flashing to the empty highchair.

Emma points to the living room where Henry is bouncing his sister on his lap. He's lightly singing her something she can't quite make out from her place in the kitchen. Leaning against the doorframe, Emma smiles as Killian takes his daughter from Henry. When she was first born, he was scared to even touch her. After he held her for the first time though, he was hooked. She was his princess.

"Hello, love," Killian kisses his daughter on the forehead. "Are you hungry, Evelyn?"

After much consideration, Killian and Emma decided to name their daughter after Snow's mom. Well, a rendition of her name. Her full name is Evelyn Ruth Jones. Ruth for her father's mother. Just like her father, Evie's hair is a stark black, but she has Emma's green eyes. She has an attitude like no other which she gets from both of their parents. She's going to be a handful when she gets older.

"She just ate," Emma comments from her place in the doorway.

Killian smiles up at her. They married two weeks ago. Emma wanted to lose some of the baby weight before she walked down the aisle. Much to her surprise, she was able to fit into the wedding gown that she bought a few weeks after Killian proposed. Between running around with the baby, being sheriff also helps with the weight loss. Resting her head on the doorframe, she nearly forgets about the water she started to boil. Looking down at the wedding ring on her finger, she still finds herself not believing that this is her life.

When she was a teenager, she never would have imagined this white-picket fence-life. Especially not how things were going only a couple of months ago with Gideon and then Lily. Speaking of Gideon, he's been turning over a new leaf. Belle has a lot to do with that; she saw the good in her son and knew he could change. As of now, no harm has been down by the Dark One's son. For that, Emma is more than thankful.

"Mom, do you need some help?" Henry asks her from his place on the couch. Besides him his Killian, leaning back with Evelyn resting on his chest. Her heart swells at the sight of the three of them.

She shakes her head. "I'm okay, kid."

The door opens with her mother, father and brother who is now wobbling on his feet. She waves to them with her wooden spoon from the stovetop. David goes straight to Killian to hold his granddaughter. Evelyn has taken to the men in her life more than the women it would seem. Snow sets down the dessert she made with a loud sigh.

"Neal's teething and it's a nightmare. I can't believe I had to miss that with you," she tells Emma.

Emma rolls her eyes. "I can tell you're being sarcastic."

Snow sits down at the dinner table as Emma sets the timer for the spaghetti noodles. She's never been much of a cook, so this will have to do for their family dinner. Every Saturday they all get together, rotating houses. Regina and Zelena are in charge of drinks tonight whenever they decide to show up.

"Have you been sleeping?"

Emma slumps down in the chair. She hasn't been sleeping as much as she liked to, but she doesn't mind. Evelyn is worth the long nights. Plus, Killian is more than willing to soothe their baby back to sleep when she's fussy. In fact, Evelyn probably prefers her husband over her.

"Not too much, but I feel good."

Snow puts her hand on top of Emma's. "You deserve this life, Emma. I am so happy you found your happy ending."

Killian walks into the kitchen with Evelyn on his hip. Snow reaches out to take her, Killian willingly handing her over. He kisses Emma lightly on the lips. "You okay in here, love?"

Gazing up at her husband, she nods her head. "Yes, babe."

"What are you thinking about? You have that look in your eyes."

Getting up to stir the noodles, she shakes her head. "Nothing really. Just how happy I am."

"Aye," he stands beside her. "It's exactly what you deserve."

That night, Emma realizes that her life may not be a fairy tale in the least, but it's pretty dang perfect. She wouldn't have it any other way.