How it all Went Down

The evening was set. Everything was perfect. Emma was due to arrive in just a few minutes.

"Are you nervous, Mom?" Henry walked into the dining room, perusing the fine china and wine glasses. Scrutinizing Regina too, she appeared jittery to him.

"Maybe just a little, sweetheart. I've never done this before."

He nodded. He still had no idea why his mom was so anxious. Emma practically lived with them already. She stayed over a lot, and tucked him into bed at nights, reading his comic book to him. She gave him kisses on the cheek before she tucked him in securely at night. Emma was a good tucker-inner. Almost as good as his mom and definitely better than anyone else.

She was also gentle with him at bath-time and made sure shampoo never got in his eyes. At first, she was nervous when he asked if she could wash his hair, but after that first time, she was a good mom-in-the-making.

"Mom, you got this. Emma loves us already."

Regina turned to him from where she sat at the table, gave a short chortle and swept him closer into her arms. "You know, she absolutely does."

Henry hugged her for reassurance and she was grateful to have him in her life. Now, she had a chance to add a wonderful woman to their family.

Since they had made love, a few months ago, Emma had spent a lot of time with them. In fact, so much time that she had earned her own key. Regina cherished the nights when Emma would slip into bed beside her and hold her until morning. Sometimes, it would be after a shift so the sheriff would shower first. It was the closest thing to Heaven to have her lover's freshly scented body envelope and spoon hers. A few times, she had surprised Emma in the shower and the lack of sleep following was always worth it.

After being curled around one another under the sheets, Regina wondered how she had ever survived without sleeping beside Emma. On the rare occasions that Emma did stay at her own place, she was missed so much.

Resolve built within her, giving her the courage to push her insecurities aside. This was the best thing for all of them. She had no idea what she was fearing!

She straightened the fork that seemed slightly out of alignment. Dinner was keeping in the oven. A bottle of champagne chilled in a wine bucket beside the table. Everything was ready. Tonight was the night Regina was going to ask Emma to marry her.

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Emma took the corner a little faster than she had intended. Her truck veered with a screech and the little velvet box, inside the pocket of her jacket, pressed against her by the seat belt. Her plan to propose to Regina tonight was simple. Get down on one knee, open the ring box and say, "Regina, I love you. Marry me."

Impatient fingertips tapped on the leather steering wheel. Not very romantic, Swan.

"Regina, these past few months… no. The time we spend together…" Emma paused and rephrased, "When I'm with you, it feels… really awesome."

Thinking she sounded ridiculous, Emma banged the back of her head against the headrest. "Really awesome? Lame!"

Pulling into the gas station, she leapt from the truck and began to fill it up. As petrol flowed through the hose indicated by the ticking has machine gauge, Emma tried again her proposal again. "Hey Regina… you know Mills-Swan is a pretty kickass name!"

The trigger on the nozzle automatically shut off, and Emma absently yanked it from the fuel tank and deposited it back into its cradle.

"Regina, you and Henry mean a lot to me. Will you marry me please?" Blinking at her door, she gave a wry mouth twist and climbed in, "Ugh!"

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Dinner was an unusually quiet and devoid of conversation. The normal sounds of dinner time were prevalent; the tap and scrape of silverware on a plate and glass bottoms being replaced on the table top after drinking. Emma and Regina shared glances and tentative smiles, while Henry's eyes darted back and forth between them.

"This was amazing, Regina." Emma dabbed the corner of her mouth with a napkin. "The mashed potatoes were so… fluffy." Henry frowned at that and moved only his eyes to his mother to see her reaction. He awaited some joking sarcasm that was so like her.

However, Regina just offered a courteous grin and said simply, "Thank you."

For dessert, Regina had made panna cotta with raspberry sauce. Normally, Henry was excited when dessert was served but he was bothered by the quiet decorum.

"It was sweet of you to bring over Apple Cider, so Henry could enjoy it. It's good, isn't it, dear?"

"Yep," his reply was curt. He was only six, but already he felt this evening wasn't going the way it should be.

"Apple cider was a good choice. You can open a bottle to celebrate practically anything." Emma smiled and then took a hasty sip of her drink.

Henry had had enough.

"Do you like rings, Emma?"

The blonde gawped and she locked onto Regina's surprised stare. Her spoon clattered against the side of her dessert bowl.

"Uh…"

"It's just I don't see you wear much jewelry."

"Henry, dear…"

"I mean you wear that circle necklace thing around your neck, and I know you have the swan one."

"Well, I…" Emma began. "I guess, in my line of work, there hasn't been much opportunity to wear lots of jewelry."

"But you'd wear stuff, right? Like a ring?"

Emma thought the whole conversation was funny. Henry was going on and on about jewelry while her ring for Regina was burning a hole in her pocket. Regina sat at the opposite end of the table looking like she had a headache. Her forehead was leaning on her palm, and she looked like she suddenly wanted to be anywhere but there.

"Oh, you mean like the one the Green Lantern wears?" Emma chided.

Regina had scooted her chair back and took a seat in the vacant one beside Emma. "No. He means one like this." She glared at her son, who grinned sheepishly at her. Onto the table in front of her, Regina placed a velvet box that looked much like the one she had in her pocket. The difference was that the one Regina had pulled out was of a burgundy red color. Set in white satiny interior was a platinum gold, princess cut diamond.

"Whaaaaat?" It was more an astonished gasp from Emma than a question. Henry jumped off his chair and ran over, propping himself on Regina's knee with a giddy, expectant look on his face.

"Emma, I wasn't expecting you to come into my life and make it infinitely better than I could have ever imagined. You're everything I have ever hoped for and more. You love me, you love my son," she looked down at Henry and said, "And we love you right back." Henry nodded emphatically, which made Emma laugh, even though her eyes were tearing. "We already think of you as family, but… will you make me the happiest woman in the world and make it official?"

When Emma sniffled, Henry piped in causing her face to light up and a smile to brightly cross her face. "Yeah, Emma. Will you marry us?"

She kissed him first, a lingering kiss on the cheek as she laughed and cried, and then laughed again. She looked up at Regina and reached into her pocket. "Only if you both agree to marry me as well."

With one hand, she flipped the black box open and revealed Regina's ring. This one was platinum gold band too, but it was a brilliant diamond encircled by a double row of bead-set diamonds.

Henry's eyes bulged before facing his mother. "Holy cow! Emma's ring for you has more diamonds on it, Mom!"

Now Regina was crying happy tears and all she could manage was. "It does, doesn't it? And we both intended to propose on the same night? How amazing is that?"

Emma dropped her gaze to Henry and said, "I love the ring your mom got me. It's more me."

"Yeah, and that one is definitely Mom."

Both women laughed and Emma knelt in front of both. "This night turned out far better than I planned. Let's get married!"

"Let's."

Emma embraced them and crushed her lips to Regina's, who kissed her back with equal fervor.

"Sooooo… just to make sure we're all on the same page," Henry said cutely sounding much too old for six. "So, it's a yes?" He pointed at Emma.

"Yes."

To his mom, Henry asked, "Is it a yes?"

"Absolutely, yes."

He threw his hands up and exclaimed to the ceiling, "Finally!"

Immediately, his cheeks were smooshed by two women kissing each side at the same time. He figured he'd better get used to this. It was hard with one mom always wanting to hug and kiss him. With two, it would probably be unbearable.

However, seeing how happy his mom was now, it would all be worth it.

The End

A/N: Thank you so much for reading this story. I do not own any of the characters here but love them with all my heart! Keep Swan Queen alive and Swen on! Comments and reviews will forever be appreciated. I like reading what some of your favorite fic scenes were.