Regina eyed her phone conspicuously. It was remaining stubbornly silent. She decided to give up the charade of trying to get some actual work done and made her way over the couch in her office and sat. Dr. Whale was supposed to be calling her with the tests results from her visit that morning. They had decided that it would be good to have the pregnancy confirmed with a blood test, despite Emma's assurance that they were in fact "growing a baby." Regina laughed a little at their morning conversation when she'd asked the blonde how she could be so sure. Instead of answering Emma turned on her heel and swiftly made her way to the bathroom, losing her breakfast when she got there. Regina had been the good wife, holding her hair away from her face and rubbing her back until it subsided, but inside she was elated it wasn't her having to suffer through the morning sickness.

Regina still couldn't believe that after everything she'd gone through in her life she was being blessed with this chance. She had always known she was capable of having children, but she'd always taken "preventative measures" to make sure that it didn't happen. She would have rather died than produce an heir for King Leopold and with a simple spell Rumple taught her the night before the wedding she cursed his seed so that she would never be forced to. He blamed her, called her barren, but in the end it was worth it because the visits to her bedroom stopped quickly. With Graham she'd done the same thing and the curse carried his infertility over to Storybrook. There had been times she wished it to be different, but then Mr. Gold had placed Henry in her arms and the urge was gone. Until Emma. Until Now. She smiled, knowing that this was exactly the way it was meant to be.

There was a knock on her door and she jumped a little at the intrusion. She called for them to come in and she saw Henry poke his head in the door.

"Hey Mom, you got a minute?" Henry asked.

"Of course, what's wrong?" She asked him. It was unlike him to seek her out at her office and for a brief moment she worried something had happened to Emma. She pushed that fear out of her mind, focusing on their connection, knowing she would feel something if that were the case.

"Nothing." Henry said, as he sat on the couch next to her.

She raised an eyebrow at him in response.

"Okay, well nothing's wrong, I just wanted to…" Henry fidgeted a little in his seat and turned fully towards his mother. "I've just been thinking about this baby thing."

Regina stiffened. This was the other shoe to drop, Henry was going to rail against the idea and she was going to lose him all over again.

"Whoa! Mom, not like that. I mean I haven't been thinking about that, definitely not." He made a disgusted face and continued. "I just…"

Confused at his sudden outburst Regina interrupted him, "Henry?"

"Uh, you just went all pale and I thought you thought I was thinking about…you know how babies are made…I wasn't." Henry fell silent. This conversation was not going at all how he had planned.

Regina took a deep breath and calmed herself. She was going to have to figure out how to reign in her fears and emotions during this process. "Okay," she finally started again. "What exactly is it that you…" She trailed off not knowing how to finish the sentence.

"Can we just start over? I've been thinking about this baby thing and I know we haven't talked about it since you guys told me you were going to try and really, that's okay because I don't need to know about it or anything…I mean I really don't need details…and I'm not sure how it all works but…anyway I just wanted to tell you that I hope it's you. I hope you get to have the baby." Henry finished talking and gulped in a breath of air.

"Oh Henry…" Regina said, tears gathering in her eyes.

Henry looked frightened for a moment before gathering himself and pulling her into a hug. He patted her awkwardly on the back and she chuckled a little at the situation. There were times like this that he was so much like his other mother. She squeezed him a little harder and then pulled out of the embrace.

"You alright?" Henry asked.

Afraid that her voice would crack, Regina simply nodded her head and smiled brightly at him.

"And don't worry about me thinking you don't love me as much or anything when the baby gets here. I'm going to be the best big brother ever and make sure that kid knows how great his parents are. I won't let him treat you like I used to…" Henry looked away from his mom, the guilt still residing in him from the years he'd treated her so poorly. They'd worked through it in Dr. Hopper's office, but sometimes it crept up on him.

This time it was Regina that pulled Henry into an embrace and she soaked it in, knowing that times like this were rare now that Henry was barreling is way through his teenage years. She pulled his head back and held his face in her hands. "Don't. We've dealt with all that and it's in the past. As for when the baby gets here I have no doubt you'll be the best big brother." She paused, making sure he understood the weight of her words before continuing. "And thank you for knowing me so well. I don't want you to feel pushed aside by either Emma or I and I would have worried about it."

He smiled and pulled back from her a little more, his need for comfort disappearing. "I know. I'm pretty smart."

"And humble." Regina shot back.

Henry just smiled at her and got up to leave. "I'm going to go play basketball with Nic now. I just wanted you to know that stuff before…you know…whatever." He shrugged and made his way out the door.

"I love you!" Regina shouted at his retreating back and she heard a distance "love you too" returned.

She glanced at the clock. She wasn't going to survive much longer without answers, especially now that Henry had made his wishes known. Just as she was getting ready to leave and go pay Dr. Whale a visit her phone rang.

With a shaky hand she answered. "Hello?"

"Hello Regina, this is Dr. Whale's office. We have your test results." The nurse on the other end of the phone said. "You are in fact pregnant. And from the looks of the HCG levels you're about 5 weeks along."

"5 weeks?" Regina said, thinking she was too dazed to have heard correctly.

"Yes, that's correct."

"That's impossible."

"It's all here in Dr. Whale's results…"

Regina was counting back to the weeks in her head and with sudden clarity she cut off the nurse. "Well thank you." She hit end on her phone and furiously typed out a message to Emma requesting her presence immediately.

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Emma knocked lightly on the door before letting herself in. Peter was gone for the day and Regina had said immediately. "You summoned, m'lady?" Emma said with a bow.

"I got the test results back, you were correct. We are definitely pregnant." Regina said, despite trying to keep her game face on a smile still threatened on her face at the words.

"Told you!"

"Very mature Miss Swan."

"Hey, you only use that when I'm in trouble. How can I possibly be in trouble when we just found out the best news ever?" Emma walked towards her wife and bent to give her a kiss before settling in next to her. Regina allowed the contact, losing herself in it for a moment, before she remembered Emma needed a little more punishment.

"How can you be in trouble? Let me see…" Regina tapped her chin, tilting her head up in thought. "Oh! Would you like to guess how far along I am?"

"Huh?" Emma said confused at the sudden change in topic. "I mean we're like 2 weeks. We just tried."

"Try 5 weeks." Regina said, still trying desperately to mask the smile on her face.

"5? That doesn't make any….oh." Emma looked at her wife sheepishly. "Oops."

"Oops indeed. Now do you see why I insist on your magic lessons? And why being able to control it is a good thing?" Regina said, finally relenting and reaching out to Emma for some contact.

"Yep. It's been noted." Emma said, nodding her head in agreement. She'd accidentally done powerful enough magic to impregnate her wife and she didn't have a clue. Perhaps it was time to start taking those lessons a little more seriously. She put her arm around Regina and gently placed an arm protectively over her stomach.

"Do you have any guesses as to which time this might have occurred?" Regina asked, wondering what could have prompted such a powerful thing without either one of them aware.

I don't…we had a ton of sex on our honeymoon…I can't really….Oh."

"There's that word again. What is it?"

"There was that one time…the morning after the dolphin thing…I remember thinking…" Emma trailed off again, the nervousness evident in her eyes.

"Thinking what?" Regina said impatiently.

"Thinking that I couldn't wait to start trying to make babies with you…"

"Babies?! As in plural?" Her voice raising with every syllable.

"I'm dead aren't I? You're going to kill me…"

"Well I certainly can't now, can I? Not if you impregnated me with a litter!" Regina huffed.

Emma gathered her in her arms, trying to calm the woman down and was startled when she felt her trembling. She pulled back a little and realized that Regina was laughing. Hysterically. Emma joined in with her, the absurdity of the situation too much to comprehend.

Once Regina settled a little more she cradled Emma's face with her hands and looked her in the eye. "You, Emma Swan-Mills, are a walking disaster. I still sometimes can't believe that you broke my curse. But damn it if you don't make things interesting. And damn it if I don't love you for it."

Emma beamed at her, feeling every heartfelt emotion pouring off Regina. She knew they would handle whatever came their way and maybe that was the reason they fit so well together-Regina was her balance in life, the force that calmed the storm.