Staring at Emma in her short gown made Regina smile. She wouldn't have expected anything different from the blonde and thought she looked especially attractive. Her pregnancy hormones were already exploding through her and she wanted the blonde more than she ever had before. She saw Emma take in Regina's appearance and they smiled at each other.

Emma had never seen someone hold the attention of a room quite the way Regina could, and maybe it was the former queen thing, but Emma thought that it really was just that the woman had so much beauty that people couldn't help but stare. Henry, who was standing beside Emma with the rings, leaned into her and whispered.

"Mom is so beautiful, isn't she?"

"The most beautiful of all, kid." She smiled again at her bride, nearly unable to believe the luck she was having.

Regina reached the end of the aisle and took Emma's hands in her own. The women had skipped the tradition of being asked who gives them away; neither of them felt anyone had enough say over who they were marrying. Archie was officiating. When it came time for vows, the women said the same vows that millions of people said before them, neither wanting to spend the moment in tears at what the other said. Small tears did form in each woman's eyes though, tears of happiness, pride, joy, things neither of them thought they would feel in this situation.

"I now pronounce you wife and wife. You may now kiss your bride," Archie closed. Emma closed the space between her and Regina, putting one hand on the small of Regina's back and one on the back of her neck she bent Regina backwards at the waist and kissed her while she was bent before pulling her back into a standing position. Regina lightly swatted Emma's arm, smiling, while the crowd roared with laughter and clapped. They clasped hands and walked back up the aisle toward the house for pictures.

"When is the photographer going to be ready?" Emma asked Regina.

"I don't know, fifteen minutes, maybe?"

"Good, I have enough time."

"Time for what?" Regina asked, but Emma started pulling her to the bedroom.

"Well, I know how I felt when I was pregnant, and I see that lustful look in your eyes, so we're going to take care of you before we go back." Regina blushed.

"With all of these people here?"

"Oh, no one will know, just come on!" Emma replied, pulling Regina toward the bed, shutting the door behind her. She pushed Regina to the edge of the bed, so just her bottom was against it. Kicking off her heels, she knelt down, not caring what it made her knees look like. Moving her hands under Regina's dress, she pushed it as far up as it would let her, which was just at the hips, so she wouldn't be doing as much as she usually would. Still, she moved one hand between Regina's thighs and stood to kiss her newly named wife.

"I love you, Mrs. Swan-Mills."

"I love you, too, Mrs. Swan-Mills," Regina whispered back to her, gasping as Emma slid one finger inside of her. Emma pumped the finger and Regina spread her legs as far as she could, which was just only about shoulder width apart. Emma kissed Regina a couple moments longer before kneeling back down, adding a finger to pump inside of the other woman, and moving her mouth over Regina's swollen clit. She flicked the bud profusely with the tip of her tongue before lapping at it with the flat of her tongue. Her fingers still pumping and curling, Regina started to tense and shake. Emma sucked hard on the clit while moving her tongue in circles on it and curled the tips of her fingers in toward the special spot of Regina's. Regina moaned and shook with her release, and Emma used her tongue to clean most of Regina, and then went to the bathroom to get tissue, finishing by wiping her off well. She licked her own fingers clean, then washed her hands and her mouth while Regina tried to regain the balance and strength in her legs. When Emma was finished in the bathroom, she straightened Regina's dress, took her hand and pulled her out of the bedroom.

"Thank you, dear, I'll get you back, tonight."

"It's not necessary, but I know you will."

The women enjoyed their wedding, everyone was so graceful and sweet, even the people who were still on the fence about them. Too soon, it was over and they were saying goodbye to Henry and sending him off with his grandparents. Snow had promised that she and Ruby would come back to the house to clean up the next day since Regina and Emma were leaving that night for their honeymoon. They were taking twelve days in the Bahamas, both wanting to relax and swim and enjoy the constant sun without the cover of clouds.

Regina and Emma did nothing the first three days of their honeymoon but stay in their resort suite making love, over and over, resting, eating and then starting it all over again. By time the morning came of day four, Regina moaned as she got out of bed. Morning sickness had mostly been kind to her since the week before the wedding, as long as she ate soda crackers before she got out of bed, she usually didn't vomit. Still, on this day she was not feeling attractive, and when Emma tried to wake her by kissing down her body, she just shoved the blonde away.

"Regina, are you ok?"

"Yes. I just don't feel like sex right now."

"Ok. You always feel like sex. What's wrong?"

Regina sighed. "Nothing, Emma. I just don't want to have sex right now. My stomach is all funny feeling and I have to pee already. This is ridiculous, I'm not even three full months along and I already have to pee all the time. Why couldn't you be the one to get pregnant?"

Emma chuckled. "I know it sucks, babe, but the worst is almost over. Months four through seven are pretty easy, besides the peeing a lot. Besides, you know you wanted to be pregnant, so don't give me that crap. Hey, what's wrong with your stomach?"

"I don't know, it feels funny, like I ate a bunch of food and I'm bloated, but I didn't. And it feels like cramping almost." Emma roared with laughter. Regina glared. "What could possibly be so funny?"

"That's pregnancy gas, babe. It happens, and that will get worse over the next six months."

Regina rolled her eyes and went in to the bathroom, coming out a moment later after washing her hands and brushing her teeth. They spent the day shopping at tourist areas, Emma wanting to have a lot of stuff to bring Henry since they didn't bring him on vacation with them.

The next couple of days they lounged on the beach. It was a slow time of year for tourism, because it was summer and generally warm everywhere anyway. Regina had to help slather loads of sunscreen onto Emma's pale skin, whereas she didn't need it, using tanning oil instead to darken her already tan complexion. Each day, when the hottest part of day came, Emma told Regina they should go inside, Regina shouldn't be out in the heat as bad as it was. Regina would huff and act annoyed, but both women knew that she loved how much Emma doted on her.

Their second to last day, Emma spent the day in the bathroom sick all day. Regina, who had eaten crackers that morning before leaving bed, didn't feel morning sickness at all, so she held back Emma's hair for her each time she was getting sick. Emma moaned, her head in Regina's lap.

"Why am I getting sick? I didn't eat anything funny."

"I have a theory."

"Ok?"

"Well, I feel completely fine today, not sick at all, I was thinking maybe our connection was making you have morning sickness instead of me."

"What? No! That isn't any fair. I had Henry, I don't need two bouts of morning sickness. It's your turn," Emma whined.

"I know, but at least it shouldn't last long. We'll have you eat some soda crackers in the morning, alright, dear?"

Regina helped Emma off the floor and walked her over to the bed. Emma laid down on her side, resting her face on her palm. Regina slid behind her, wrapping her arm around the blonde's waist, hooking one leg over the hip in front of her. She hummed their wedding song to get Emma asleep.

When they woke the next morning, Regina got out of bed despite Emma's protests and brushed her teeth and peed. She brought back a glass of water and some soda crackers for them to share. She didn't feel nauseous, but the uncomfortable feeling she felt in the pit of her stomach told her that Emma was feeling it. Emma ate the crackers slowly, sipping water occasionally. After several minutes, she felt her stomach settle down.

"I wish I had soda crackers when I was in jail. That would have been awesome. This was amazing, I feel all better now."

"All better?" Regina asked, snaking a hand up Emma's bare leg. Emma nodded, moving herself onto Regina, kissing her wife on her full lips and moved herself so she was laying on top of Regina, but still half on the bed so she didn't put too much weight on the pregnant brunette. "Make love to me again, before we go home?"

"Of course, anytime you ask, Regina." And they did.