A/N: Hi Guys! Thank you so much for follow/fave/review, you guys are the best. This is the last chapter, and in a few days I'll post the epilogue. I hope the ending is satisfactory though. I'm so nervous... Once again, thank you very much, and enjoy :)

Chapter 16 — My Heart is Yours

"I can't." Whale stated. "She's dead. I'm sorry."

"Anything that I do will lead to legal problems and—" Whale was trying to explain. Suddenly Whale was levitating in the air and he was choking, gasping for some air.

Regina won't have it. She won't have the Frankenstein stand in her way just because Emma signed a legal binding document in a town where Regina possess almost everything. No. She won't have it.

The rest of her family were gaping with wide eyes when they saw what she did but they didn't reprimand her. That was how much they need and respect Regina. They know (although albeitly wrong) that this needed to be done or else the coward insane doctor won't do anything about it.

She levitated the doctor closed until she was inches from him. "Bring. Her. Back." She said in her best regality and authority, using her persona as the Evil Queen to make sure that the doctor is frightened enough to obey. She dropped her hand that was choking Whale and pointed at Emma. "NOW!" She stressed the word with malice.

Whale took a step back before he yelled some orders to nurses around and all of them started to scurry inside Emma's room as the royal family stand by once again to watch Emma's pale body being surrounded by so many medical personnel. It was chaotic. They were helpless.

It was something they never wanted to experience, ever, again. So when Emma suddenly gasped violently and coughed afterward, they all shrieked excitedly before darting towards Emma, ignoring the scattering nurses who knows enough not to disturb them.

"Emma!" Mary Margaret ran and hugged her baby girl so tightly.

"Mum— can't— can't— breathe."

"Oh my God Emma! You are not to pull this I'm dying card, ever again, young lady!" Mary Margaret shrieked after she pulled away from the hug but kept both her hands clutching Emma's shoulder tightly.

When Mary Margaret backed away and let David took her position, David didn't say anything. He grabbed his baby girl on his arms and embrace her, trying to convey everything he couldn't say at that moment. He put his hand on the back of Emma's head. After they pulled away, Emma wiped her father's tears that was streaming down his face softly and smiled coyly.

Henry was more exhilarated than the others. He hugged Emma and knocked all the air from her body with a big oomph. He was grinning madly, happy to see his mother alive and well. After Henry pulled away, he and his grandparents were beaming at Emma.

Emma took the moment to manage her sitting position, which was pretty awkward and very much uncomfortable. She shifted a bit, and then leaned back on a pillow. Then she realised her family was still staring at her.

"What? Do I have something in my face?"

Henry rolled his eyes. "Can't we just appreciate the fact that you're alive? And you have a True Love?" Henry squealed. His excitement was not containable.

The blonde then whipped her head around. She saw her parents, sure. Henry, sure, but she bet her life (okay, not a good metaphor) Henry couldn't wake her up. And that left her with... Regina. The brunette was shifting her weight nervously whilst she was standing next to Henry. Emma blinked away her confusion. That means... yeah, Regina is her True Love.

Seeing the proverbial light bulb lighted on Emma's feature, her parents and Henry silently walked out of the room to inform Tink about Emma's condition and to leave Regina and Emma alone for the very much needed conversation. Tink was still with Little James after all.

"You woke me up," Emma breathed.

"You were dead." Regina stated, trying to be calm.

"I'm sorry."

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Why?"

"You," Regina pointed at Emma's heart. "You. You dare to die on me. You left me two freaking letters, one of which only can be opened when you're dead or woken up." She hissed angrily. To emphasize, she pulled the envelope and slapped it on Emma's chest.

Regina glared her deathly glare before continuing, "and you signed a legally binding document that declared you are to be let go! What the hell were you thinking?!" She repeated the slap.

Emma cringed. "I thought I would never wake up, Regina," she said softly. "I know I love you, but you have said that Henry is your one True Love. I thought there is no other option, Regina. And I'm not about to be vegetable who lies on bed for the rest of my life."

"Say that again."

"I don't want to be a vegetable."

Regina shook her head as she put the letter inside her pocket.

Emma scrunched her eyebrows. "Henry is your one True Love."

Regina glared at her.

"You didn't know that I love you?" Emma's eyes widened. "I love you, Regina. I love you."

This time, Regina knocked all the air inside Emma's lung when she lunged herself to embrace Emma.

"I love you," Emma whispered once again while hugging Regina and sunk into her embrace. "You really do need to read the letter."

Regina pulled away and pulled the letter from her pocket again. "This, you mean? The one that could only be opened when you're dead?"

"Or waken up. I woke up." Emma said sheepishly.

"You're going to make it up to me for a lifetime, Miss Swan." Regina mumbled before she tore open the envelope.

"I will." Emma whispered softly. "I promise." Emma added. "Just… just read the letter. Do you want to be alone?"

"Scooch."

Emma complied. Regina sat up in the bed next to Emma so their sides were touching. Regina pulled Emma's arm around her so one if it was encircled on her waist. Emma didn't resist at all. She pulled the brunette closer and put her chin on the brunette's shoulder.

Regina started reading while Emma was starting to doze off into sleep.

Regina,

If you're reading this, then… either I'm dead, or I woke up with a True Love's Kiss that I hope is yours. You know why? Because, beside my parents, Little James, and Henry, the person that I love the most in any realm is you, my Queen.

When you gave me your heart, I realised something. If I ever were in your position, I would give mine to you, because my heart has been yours for a long time now, I just was too stubborn or too obtuse to realise that I've been falling in love with you for so long.

The first time I saw you, you took my breath away. I thought it would go away as time goes by, but oh how wrong was I. Every time I see you, my Queen, I think you give me mini heart attack it was a miracle I survived (until now). Every fight that we fought and then made up, every words you sassed over me, and every lingering glare that you've given me, made me fall in love with you.

Yes, my Queen. My heart is yours, now and forever.

If I'm already dead by the time you read this, I'm… I'm so so so sorry Regina. I couldn't even convey how much I regret not having a choice that would lead me to live alongside you. I'm sorry that I wronged my privilege and broke your heart. I promise if I die and become a ghost or something, I will always look after you and I will haunt your True Love so that you get your happy ending.

If I woke up, and turns out we are True Love, I will thank every gods exist in every realm. I want to be with you, Regina, True Love or not. I chose you, I will always choose you because I want you to be my happy ending. I meant everything I said in the first letter, Regina. I want (or wanted) to be your happy ending more than anything in this world.

And my Queen, I love you very much.

You deserve the best happy ending destiny could provide. Hell, you deserve the best happy ending that lasted for hundreds of your generation to come.

You are loved Regina. If I'm not alive to remind you, you just need to look at your, no, our son, Henry. He is and will always be the reason why you deserve everything good, Regina. He is good, kind-hearted, empathic, precocious, charming (ha!), young man that you've raised.

I wrote that he has infinite capacity to love. Guess what, my Queen. So do you, because you're the one who taught him how. You love so deeply, with all your heart, with all your soul. If I'm one of the lucky person that happened to be the receiver of your love, you know what that made me? That made me a very lucky bastard. Because if your capacity to love is infinite, you will teach me how to love like that, and that, that will make me the luckiest person ever graced any realm.

I think you're the most beautiful person in this world, no, in any realm there is. I think your love is mesmerising, blinding, to those who aren't ready to receive it. I think your love is the most precious thing in the world, Regina. Because you give it with all you got, and Henry (one of the proofed recipient) is the truest believer.

I really did hope I woke up though. If I'm dead, once again, I'm so very sorry Regina.

I love you. My heart is yours.

Yours forever, Emma.

Emma jolted awake when she felt the small body next to her trembling slowly at first, but it became a little bit harder as time went by. She didn't know what to do, so she ran a soothing motion on Regina's back with invisible pattern and waited.

She waited, and waited, and waited. She wanted to wipe every teardrop from Regina's face, but it was no use. The fresh tears kept replacing the ones dropping. She really hated this. She felt helpless. She knew that she was the cause of those tears, and she hated herself for that. She vowed that she would try her best not to be the cause of those tears, ever again, so long as she may live.

When Regina finally calm down, she wiped her tears away and sniffled. Emma pecked her cheek softly and whispered an I love you and waited.

"You broke my heart." Regina stated.

"I broke everyone's heart, but yes, I did."

"This is not the time nor the place to be astute, Miss Swan."

"Sorry."

"No."

"Huh?"

"I don't and may not forgive you."

"Why?" Emma was whining by now.

"I don't care. I already has your heart."

"Regina…" Emma really did whine.

Regina smiled softly before she continued. "I will forgive you, but it may happen now or tomorrow or twenty years from now."

"I will make it up to you."

"You better be."

"Give me a kiss?"

"No."

"Reginaaaa…"

"No."

"Reginaaaa… please…"

"Very well. After all you did say please," Regina leaned over and gave Emma a soft chaste kiss on her lips.

"I'm tired," Emma whispered as she leaned her forehead against Regina.

"Sleep, my darling." Regina pulled away as she tried to get out of the bed.

"I like it," Emma mumbled but she kept gripping Regina, not allowing her to go.

"Miss Swan, you need your rest," she tried to resist Emma's grip but it was a losing battle. She relaxed herself and eventually they laid in bed with arms tangling.

"I do." Emma closed her eyes.

"What did you like?"

"You calling me like that. I felt like a million bucks."

"You're more than that. You're my darling." Regina whispered.

"Yes, that, and yes I am."

Regina chuckled and then she let herself drifted off to sleep while she held Emma close. And to think the motion started when she literally gave Emma her heart. Sometimes destiny's sense of irony is… ceaseless.