~ About 9 Months Later

"I'm so happy I could melt..." Galinda gave Elphaba a look and Elphaba smirked, "Too soon?"

Galinda kissed the smirk off Elphaba's face. "Much too soon. Are we really going to do this."

"We could go back."

Galinda frowned at Elphaba, "Do you want to Elphie?"

"Not particularly, no, but..."

Galinda rested her head against Elphaba, "No buts Elphie, no, this is an even more magical place than Oz. Look." They both watched the preparations for the second biggest wedding of the century. "I've never seen a place that's just so... happy. Already I can see the wounds of nine months ago healing. Look over there at Snow and that small Grumpy man, and Snow and the guard too. They all seem almost happy. Even Snow and Regina don't seem to want to kill each other anymore."

Elphaba shook her head, "Of course Regina's both her forthcoming child's mother and great grandmother..."

"Step great grandmother, and Elphaba. I wouldn't mention that to her."

Out of nowhere a small form came darting into the garden, only clad in a diaper and crawling like her legs were on fire. Behind her came a laughing Phelan, "Get back here you little terror." Red lagged behind Phelan, the clothes that were supposed to be on the little girl draped over her arms.

Elphaba took a couple of steps to the side and scooped up the nearly nine month old. "What're you doing Ruth? Escaping your wolf captor and making a run for the border?"

Ruth laughed and then wriggled, trying to get down again. When she figured out that Elphaba wasn't going to let go she sighed and her little brain tried something else, "Lay? Lay? Lay?"

Galinda laughed and Elphaba shot her a look, "No playing right now. Here's your Mom though little one... and your clothes."

Ruth practically leaped from Elphaba's arms to Snow's. Snow ruffled Ruth's hair, "Thank you Elphaba."

"Of course. May I suggest a... tracking spell of some sort for when she gets older?"

Henry was pooped. He kept having to go between the two rooms his moms were in. He smiled to himself. Remembering the first time that he'd called Emma Mom. She'd blinked, a lot, and then hugged him very hard. He hadn't told Emma or Regina why he'd changed what he called Emma though. He'd just thought that he wasn't a kid anymore, and whatever kid his moms were going to have, he shouldn't confuse her by calling Emma... Emma while she was calling Emma Mom or whatever.

Of course, all the adults had read so much more into it, but, what could he do. Adults were crazy. 'Cept maybe Phelan, she was cool.

He pushed off from the wall, a plan had come to him. He went to Emma's room first. She was alone and he grabbed her by the hand. He'd had a bit of a growth spurt in the previous nine months and so he dragged Emma down the hall. "Henry?"

Emma wore a white dress that was simple, off the shoulder and per Emma's instructions didn't have any of the horribly itchy lace on it. She tried not to trip over it as Henry dragged her into Regina's room. "Henry, what..."

Regina turned, surprised by the interruption, "Henry... Emma?"

"Wow..."

Regina shook her head, "No, you're going to be the star of the show, I'm just the very pregnant former Evil Queen." She looked down at her own dress. It wasn't as severe as her Evil Queen get up by the style was nearly the same. It also wasn't black, but a beautiful dark shade of green. And it was flowing, very flowing to accommodate her advanced state of pregnancy. "Dark is slimming, right?"

Emma pulled Regina to her feet and twirled her. "We can wait until you're... less... if that's what you want."

"No, we waited for this, and that, and everything for nine months. Everything from Ruth surviving one day to the next to... no. Today. We do this today."

"Works for me. You know. I figured it out. What love is, what our love is. It's from Storybrooke, not here, but..." She closed her eyes, "Pure love is a willingness to give without a thought of receiving anything in return. Peace Pilgrim said it, I think. I was in seventh grade and we had this quote test. I failed it horribly, but... that one I got. Remembered the name." Emma paused, "I would give you anything Regina, everything."

"Ah..." Regina didn't move from Emma's arms. "I have been working on a spell. To see Storybrooke... or... I guess, Maine in general since Storybrooke shouldn't be there anymore. After the-"

Emma put her fingers on Regina's lips, "No. It doesn't matter. Only the future matters. You winning the Queen-ship, training Maine not to pee where he's not supposed to. Watching Henry grow into a great young man- growing old with you. All right here in Happily Ever After."

"It won't be that easy. This is Happily Ever After... there's always another evil around the corner, it's a Fairy Tale thing."

Emma nodded, "And we'll get through all of them... that's a Fairy Tale thing too. Now, where did... your son get to?"

Regina laughed, "Oh, he's my son when he's doing something wrong?"

"Damn straight."

"I love you."

Emma smiled, "I love you too... so... ready for our happily ever after in Happily Ever After?"

Regina took in a breath and let it slowly out, "Probably not... but... You, Henry," She put her hand against her belly, "Jaime... I think I may finally believe it's real."

"Gah..." Emma threaded her arm through Regina's. "Took you long enough." They stepped out the door. Henry sat against the door petting Maine who was by his side. "Ready to go Henry?"

"Totally." He stared at Regina's outstretched hand and after a long pause he took it, "You'll... um... let go when we get- um, to people?"

Regina narrowed her eyes at Henry, "Young man this is my day..." Emma cleared her throat, "And Em's day..." All three of them paused in the final doorway. "But... okay." Regina knelt down with only a bit of trouble, "We've been through so much Henry. I love you."

"Love you too Mom..."

"A kiss?"

Henry kissed Regina's cheek, "Love you too Emma... I'll go tell everybody you're ready."

Regina and put her hand against her abdomen as she stood. With a groan, "Really, now..."

Emma frowned, "You're having contractions? We should..."

"Nope. Water is still inside me, so... you're not getting out of this."

The music started and after one last look from Emma the two women walked down the aisle between the chairs towards their Maids of Honor and Galinda.

Fin ~ March 5th, 2012