Regina leaned against the fence, looking at her beautiful dark chestnut stallion trotting around the small corral he had been placed in. He was a magnificent animal, one of the largest horses she'd ever seen. "Jackson, tell me about him." She said. Jackson, Henry and Elias came to her side.

"He's the foal of a famous racehorse apparently. Mostly unbroken and a little wild, but many would pay a fortune for a horse with the blood in his veins. You sure you want to try to ride him now?"

Regina nodded. Rocinante had been a wild horse when he was purchased. "Be careful, Mom." Henry said as she walked around the corral to where the stallion stood.

She leaned against the fence near him, looking into his intelligent eyes. "You need a name, sir." She said, as if he could understand her. Her father always told her not to speak to a horse with that baby talk nonsense. They were far too smart for that, and if it annoyed you, it annoyed them. "My father had a horse. You look a lot like him. His name was Braulio. It's Sicilian...I think. Or Puerto Rican. Probably the second one." She looked over him and noticed that he hadn't been very well kept. The Swans had only purchased him a couple days ago and no one could get close enough to him to clean him up. She walked to the stables to get some supplies and lugged it back to the corral, opening the gate and pulling the large bucket of warm soapy water inside with her. She walked calmly up to the horse and he didn't pull away as she lead him over to the bucket. She used an old rag to wipe him down, getting rid of all the dirt and any parasites and clean his mane and tail that was far too long and almost matted. She used a brush to free up any tangles and washed that too. She snipped it down a little and put all her supplies back in the stables.

"He looks good." Henry said.

"I know. He's a beautiful animal." She smirked as she went back into the corral as Braulio cantered around in circles, probably glad to be clean. She whistled to get his attention and he trotted over. She reached out to him and he leaped away, running around her again. "You like to play, I see." Braulio neighed and paused, looking off into the distance. She walked towards him and he took off again. She rolled her eyes and the boys started snickering. "This is going to take a while."

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"Emma Swan, getting married." Lily grinned, walking backwards in front of Emma and Evie as they walked to the stables. "Never thought I would see the day. You excited?"

Emma smirked. "Of course I am. I can't wait. We'll probably have the ceremony when we get back to Storybrooke. She wants a small one, so it'll just be close friends and family."

"Is it going to be Swan-Mills now?" Evie asked. "Or will she take Swan?"

"Guys, she just asked me this morning. I don't know anything you don't honestly." She smiled. Lily made a kissy face and she frowned. "Instead of pestering me, why don't you go ahead and make out with Dianah." Lily tripped as soon as she said the words, landing on her back. Evie snickered as Lily quickly got back to her feet.

"Dianah-"

"Has a huge crush on you." Evie said. "Just like you do her. Just as you've always had." She laughed.

Lily glared at them. "Shut up. Don't you dare tell her anything."

"Well, you better do something before she meets Ruby." Emma smirked. "Those two would make such a cute couple."

"Shut up, Emma!"

"Who's Ruby?" Evie asked. Emma pulled out her phone and pulled up a picture of when Ruby had stolen her phone and took over a dozen selfies on it. "Holy shit, she's gorgeous. Yeah, Dianah would definitely love her."

Lily glared at them so hard Emma could almost feel it. "Lily, you know we're only messing with you. Di loves you." She grinned.

"Are you guys going to her match tomorrow night?" Evie inquired.

"Yep. I haven't seen her fight in almost 2 years. She still champion?"

"No, you know she got injured last year. This is her comeback." Evie said. "She's training with Grandma and Mal right now."

"What? Really?" Lily asked, glanced back towards the gym.

Emma rolled her eyes. "Oh just go already." Lily grinned and took off. "They need to date already, it's getting annoying at this point."

Evie snorted. "Oh please. I'm actually surprised Tiffany hasn't-"

"Sssh!" Emma hissed. "Don't even mention that bitch's name or she will show up. I can't have Regina meet her. Regina might kill her and I might let her."

"Who's Tiffany?" Emma whipped around to find Regina smirking at her from astride her new stallion. She trotted the horse around her and Emma smiled when she saw Regina riding bareback, something she hadn't done since she was a teenager.

"Regina, you're riding again." She grinned. "Sorry, I meant Future Wife."

"Mhm, tell me who Tiffany is." Regina brought the horse to a stop and arched an eyebrow.

Emma sighed. "Thanks Evie." She said softly.

"You're welcome." Evie grinned, continuing on to the stables.

"Emma…" Regina sang.

"Ugh, okay, she's an ex and a bitch and believe me she wouldn't dare show her face around here so you have nothing to worry about."

"I wasn't worried." Regina smiled, cockiness oozing off of her as she exuded that special kind of confidence only the queen possessed. "Just curious." She held out her hand and Emma took it, the queen swinging her onto the horse's back behind her.

"What's his name?"

"Braulio." Regina answered, steering them back to the stables at a gentle stroll. "So, about this Tiffany…"

"She's not important, never has been, never will be." Emma deadpanned, smiling as she wrapped her arms around Regina.

"She still seems to get a very strong reaction from you. Must have been serious."

"As serious as any relationship is between 16 year olds." Emma muttered. "I broke up with her after a year and she started to get a little clingy but she refused to let me date anyone else, started rumors, made life a living hell. Started to get stalker-ish so I had to kick her ass. Like I said, a bitch. Now stop saying her name or she'll show up like a plague."

Regina smirked as they arrived back at the corral and found Evie watching the boys quiz Jackson.

"How many breeds of horses are there?" Henry asked.

"Over 350." He answered without hesitation. "With the exception of about 24 extinct breeds."

"What's the oldest breed?"

"Arabians."

"And the biggest?" Elias asked.

"The Shire Horse."

"Fastest?"

"Quarter horses and Thoroughbreds."

Henry frowned. "What was the name of the best racehorse ever?"

Jackson shrugged. "That's debatable."

"So you don't know? There's something in the world that you don't know?" Henry asked excitedly.

"Well technically Man O'War has been voted the greatest racehorse of all time for about 100 years now. So I would say him. Many of the greatest horses, like Seabiscuit and Secretariat all have his blood."

Henry looked at Evie. "This guy is unbelievable."

"Told you." She smirked.

Emma dismounted and Regina did the same. The queen removed Braulio's bridal and released him into the paddock.

"Mom." Henry said, racing over to them. "He's like Google, but if it were a person."

Emma laughed. "We told you."

"Are kids allowed in the Cage?" Jackson asked, walking over with the others.

"I don't think so, but for Dianah they might not mind."

"The Cage?" Regina arched an eyebrow. "What's that?"

"It's a cage fighting arena. I told you Dianah was an underground fighter. She has a championship match coming up and we were all going to go and support her."

"That sounds violent." Regina commented as the boys cheered.

"Please, can we go, Mom?" Henry pleaded.

"Henry, I don't think it's good for a boy your age to watch people try to bash each other's skulls in." Regina said.

"Please, Mom. I promise I won't emulate anything I see."

Regina looked Emma, who looked around. "If children are allowed, I suppose we could go just to watch Dianah." Henry and Elias started cheering and Regina silently hoped that she wouldn't regret it. "Is it at least a clean establishment?"

"Yeah…" Emma laughed. "Maybe."

"Oh gods."

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The walls were shaking as spectators stomped and cheered. Dust sprinkled her from above. Emma silently followed her father down the dark hallway until they found the locker room where Dianah was sitting, hyping herself up for the fight ahead. "You ready?" She asked.

Dianah nodded. "Yeah. Mom's been helping me, so I'm ready to go."

"Good. I heard this woman is no joke." Xander said. "Try not to get hurt too badly, yeah?"

"Dad, I've been doing this since I was 10." Dianah scoffed. She had only been adopted when she was 13, leaving almost 3 years of her scrounging as best as she could in underground places like this just to survive. She was far worse off than Emma had been, which was probably why Grace and Xander had picked her. Dianah had never really known foster care. She had caught Grace's eye when Grace brought her in fro trying to steal from a convenience store. Each of them had their own little sob story, except maybe Evie, but she had always been different.

Xander gave her a hug. "Be careful. Kick her ass."

"Got it." He released and she fist bumped Emma.

"Victory dinner is on me."

"I'll hold you to that." Emma smiled as they left her sister to finish prepping. They walked back to the stands where Dianah's opponent, a near 6 foot tall amazon was already in the ring. The stands were rising platforms, forming a circle above the cage below whose floor was covered in sand. The other Swans were on the bottom, front row seats. Regina looked worried and slightly annoyed. Emma was about to make her way over when someone grabbed her hand. Son of a bitch.

"Emma? Is that you?" Tiffany asked.

"You know damn well it's me." Emma rolled her eyes.

"I haven't seen you since we were in high school. You look so different."

"You haven't changed at all." Emma retorted. She really hadn't. She was as beautiful as she had been in high school. Beautiful brown hair, perfect face, luscious figure, baby blue eyes, perfect smile. Exactly the same. Except she wasn't as appealing to Emma as she once was. She remembered Tiffany being snobby, stuck up and an attention seeking bitch with little no good qualities to make up for. Her ass wasn't as nice as Regina's either… Maybe she needed to have an ass before they could be compared.

"So, how've you been? You here with your family?"

"Um, yeah." Emma almost yelled, struggling to be heard over the cheering which had gotten louder. It must've been time for Dianah to enter. "I have to go."

"Come on, we can watch together. Where's your family? I can sit with you guys." She looked behind Emma until she spotted Evie standing with Regina. "There they are, let's go." She grabbed Emma's hand and dragged her over to Evie.

"Emma, what the hell are you doing?" Her younger sister whispered to her.

"She wouldn't leave me alone." Emma glanced at Regina, standing on Evie's other side and paying more attention to the ring and their son than she was to Emma or their newest arrival. "Switch with me." Evie rolled her eyes, but allowed it.

"That must be Tiffany." Regina smirked without looking at her fiancee.

"Um...yeah."

"Not very impressive."

"I was 16 and she was the hottest girl in school." Emma shrugged.

Regina glanced at Tiffany. "Dull school." Evie snickered and Emma punched her in the arm.

Drums started beating around the arena and the cheering increased tenfold as Dianah made her entrance wearing a black skull printed mask around her mouth. She ripped it off and raised her arms, exciting the crowd into a frenzy.

"This is what your sister does for fun?" Regina asked. Her little confused frown made her look so adorable.

"Yeah, she's been doing it for a while." Emma said. The referee held up the gold plated belt they were fighting for.

"Is this legal?"

Emma snorted. "Don't really know. If it is all of us would be fired." She said, nodding to where her mom and dad were watching intensely, ready to call off the whole thing if Dianah got too hurt. As much as they supported her decision to keep doing this, they always worried for her. "Don't worry. Dianah loves to fight and she's good at it."

"You know her?" Tiffany asked. Emma looked behind her to where Evie was waving and grinning. Really. And she was supposed to be the good child. I'm going to kill her. "Em?"

"Emma." She corrected her ex.

"Emma. Sorry."

"In answer to your question, yes. She's my fiancee."

Tiffany's eyebrows rose as she looked at Regina, who was busy watching the fighters thankfully. Dianah came over and tossed her a handful of face masks. Regina pointed to herself and Dianah glanced at Emma with a nod. Regina grinned and handed two of them to Henry and Elias.

"She's your type? Isn't she like 50?" Tiffany frowned. Emma almost snapped her neck whipping it around so hard.

"Fuck off, Tiffany. She could be 100 and still look twice as good as you."

"You're still pissed about high school?"

"No, I'm pissed because you just insulted my fiancee." She snapped. Tiffany smirked and stepped around her, extending her hand to Regina.

"Hi, I'm Tiffany, an old friend of Emma's."

Regina arched an eyebrow as she shook her hand. "Regina Mills." She suddenly yanked Tiffany close to her and looked her in the eye. " Emma's fiancee."

"Well, I was her first." Tiffany smiled. Emma almost punched her right then.

"Well, I'm going to be her last and her best. Back off, Bitch."

"What if I don't, Grandma?"

Regina laughed. "Ah, you are bold. I love it. I'm not going to do anything just yet because I want to watch the match but I'll get back to you when it's over, okay?" She flashed that wicked smirk of hers and stepped back. Emma swallowed and glared at a smirking Tiffany as she moved back as well.

"Regina-"

"Ssh, Emma, it's starting." Regina looked up at her behind the skull face mask she now wore, her eyes crinkling up to show that she was grinning behind it. Damn, she looked sexy.

They both looked back to the arena as a bell was rung and Dianah went flying at her opponent. All fire, no stopping. The girl tried to move to get some space between them but Di wasn't having it. "Slow it down, Crazy." Emma hissed. Dianah did exactly that, suddenly stopping her attack and falling into a defensive stance, circling her opponent. They trade rough shots for a while, getting a feel for each other, but Emma knew she could take this girl. She was big but Dianah had fought bigger and brought them down too. Her sister was good at fighting, in a lot of ways. She cringed when Dianah to a hard shot to the jaw, blood quickly welling up from she bit her tongue. She scrambled away and regained her balance.

"Come on, Aunt Di!" Henry yelled at the top of his lungs, jumping up and down with Elias, both of them wearing their aunt's trademark mask. Emma smiled at his excitement. The fight wouldn't last too long, she knew, Dianah had terrible stamina. Proven when Dianah ran in again, swinging for the fences and barely managing to duck a roundhouse kick. She skirted the next few punches before grabbing her opponent's arm, locking in an armbar in a matter of moments. The crowd went wild as her opponent struggled. She got up and slammed Dianah against the ground twice to make her let go. It was her worst mistake. Dianah kicked back to her feet and landed a fierce spinning kick to her jaw, knocking her out almost instantly. The crowd really lost their minds then as Dianah was declared the victor. She accepted her belt and raised it high, but she didn't stay long. The family moved to leave the arena and Emma couldn't sworn she saw Regina smile behind her mask before nonchalantly shoving Tiffany into the pit.

"Bitch." She took Emma's hand and dragged her to the door.

"Where can I get me a Regina?" Jacob asked. "Because I'm gonna need one."

"There is only one, Little Brother. And she's mine." Emma smirked. The family walked outside into the cool air and she was once again annoyed with how sexy Regina looked in that mask.

"Maybe I should switch up my wardrobe." Regina said, her voice slightly muffled. "Get a leather jacket, new corset, maybe a cropped vest-"

"Regina, stop it! Not now. Wait until we get home and can get naked."

"No, go get Tiffany." The former queen retorted, checking to make sure Henry was near.

The Swans went to get dinner at an all night pizza place to celebrate Dianah's win, then had Evie check her for any injuries. She might be sleeping with some ice packs tonight but she was fine for the most part. Nothing that wouldn't heal and certainly nothing that would stop her.

That night Emma could practically hear Regina thinking as they lay in bed, the queen's head laying across her chest while she ran her fingers through the glorious mass that was Regina's hair.

"Emma?"

"Hmm?"

"Tell me about your siblings. Were they as bad off as you?"

Emma shrugged as she thought about it. "I don't know. Mom and Dad adopted us because we all needed a home. Dianah was a street thug for most of her life and started cage fighting when she was 10. Mom adopted her when she was 13."

"And the others?"

"Um, Jackson was adopted when he was young, about 7, I think. Mom was speaking at a school and she saw him getting bullied pretty badly. He didn't really understand a lot of social situations and his brains didn't really help in that department. I never understood why smart people were picked on anyway? I mean, wouldn't you want to date a smart person?" She frowned.

"Females look for the most promising candidates to be with. That mostly deals with looks. Bigger and stronger males are often the ones who pass on their genes unfortunately." Regina answered.

"You say that like we're animals."

"It's nature. I suppose when applied to humans, one would think that an intelligent person spends their time studying and reading instead of the usual dating and going to parties and playing sports. Nerds have no social life usually." Her girlfriend stated factually. "Personally, I love nerds. Jackson deserved better."

"He got the best." Emma smiled.

Regina raised her head and smiled as well, kissing her lips. "What about Jacob?"

"I know he looks like he might be one of the bullies, but he was always a nice guy. He was actually adopted before Grace found him, but his parents sent him to a military school. Tried to anyway. He ran away like 3 days later and never looked back. He made a living being a thief, a much better one than me, might I add. He got caught by Dad and after hearing about him, decided to adopt him."

"Wow."

"Yep."

"I suppose Evie is the only one without a sad story."

Emma shook her head. Her little sister was always sad when they were younger after hearing about what her siblings had to go through. "She was always upset that she couldn't do anything about it. She always tried to make us happy and keep us smiling: making us breakfast, little pictures at school, bringing home little trinkets, whatever she could find. Jacob used to like frogs a lot and even though she was terrified of them, she brought him a bullfrog one day. I know, greatest little sister ever."

Regina smiled, just imagining a little Evie running in the house holding a bullfrog at arm's length and screaming for Jacob to take it as a gift. "I wish I grew up with a family like this."

"It wasn't all bad, was it?"

"No, but...it wasn't very good."

A sudden thud made them jump. Both were on their feet in seconds, Regina quickly slid on a robe while Emma just reached under the bed and grabbed a gun. The thuds continued until they heard glass shatter and Emma took the lead out of the room. Grace's door suddenly flew open and she strolled out with a bat while Xander followed with a shotgun. They walked into the living room...and found it covered in feathers.

"What the hell?"

A soft sputter was heard and Braulio stood up from behind the couch and grabbed another feather pillow and started furiously shaking his head, sending feathers flying everywhere.

"Son of a bitch, Braulio!" Regina yelled. The horse froze and suddenly took off out of the door he'd broken, a trail of white feathers following him.

"You know, now that I think about it," Xander said. "He might be able to jump over the fence."

Emma facepalmed herself. "Dad, did you build the fence?"

"Actually Jacob did."

"That's even worse." Regina ignored them both to go put Braulio in the stables and Emma quickly grabbed some pants and followed. "Regina, wait." She called, hopping to put on her pants. She ran after her girlfriend and made it to her side. "Aren't you freezing?"

"Of course I am, but I have to put up Braulio." She whistled for the stallion and he quickly trotted over. She lead him to the stables and locked him up, placing a spell on the lock so he wouldn't be able to break it. Emma put an arm around her shivering girlfriend as they walked back to the house. "What about the door?"

"It'll be fine." Emma assured her, looking around for something to put in front of it so the cold couldn't get in. She knew Regina could just snap her fingers and fix it, but that would draw suspicion.

"Did you have anything to fix it?" Regina asked.

Emma frowned slightly but went and got some of her dad's tools and placed them on the floor. Regina waved her hand, fixing the door and pulled Emma back to the room. She went and took a quick hot shower and returned to dive into bed with her fiancee.

"Regina…"

"Hmm?" Regina turned her head to face Emma, cuddling into her side.

"When do you wanna start looking at adoption prospects?"

"You're really excited about this, aren't you?"

"How could I not be?"

Regina smiled. "Slow it down, Tiger. Let's get married first, then talk about children."

Emma sighed. "Okay, I guess. I have to get you a ring though. And we need wedding rings. When do you want to have the ceremony?"

"A week after we get back. That early enough for you." Regina chuckled.

"Yeah. Sounds great."

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"Mom, Dad, we need to talk." Emma said, walking into her mother's office. The house was empty for once. Everyone else was out at a late Christmas festival for the rest of the evening and the day after she, Regina and Henry would be heading back to Storybrooke. The rest of the Swans would come in a few days later to help with their wedding but she didn't expect them to do much besides attend it. Grace was sitting at her desk doing work it would seem and Xander was polishing his beloved sword.

"What is it, Em?" He asked, looking up at her.

"Um, you know those stories you used to tell us when we were younger, the ones Grandma told you?"

"Yes," Grace frowned. "What is it?"

"What if I told you those stories were true?"

"I would ask if you were drunk or high."

Emma smirked, taking a seat. "Look, I know how this sounds. But it's all true. Regina is a lot more than you think she is."

"Then explain." Xander said.

"Okay." She took a deep breath. "My fiancee is the Evil Queen. My birth mom and dad is Snow White and Prince Charming." She looked at her mother. "Oh, Mal is also Maleficent, the Dragon Queen."

Grace rolled her eyes. "Emma, dear...we know."

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