Author's note: This is my first OUAT/Swan Queen fanfiction and I'm SUPER excited to share it. This is kind of my beginning of Season 3, assuming they defeat Cora at the end of Season 2. Please review, I'm eager to hear what you guys think.

Disclaimer: All characters belong to ABC's Once Upon a Time.

Chapter 1: Finding a Happily Ever After

Regina Mills sighed as she placed her empty coffee mug in the dishwasher and turned the machine on. She was prepared to grab her briefcase and head off to her office before remembering that she didn't have a job according to the rest of Storybrooke. Regina sighed, and glanced at the clock, tapping her fingers against the pristine kitchen counter. She would have thought that after all these months she would have adjusted to the change, but ever since they had defeated Cora, and the town had fallen into a quiet hum, she found herself with even less to do then usual.

Just as Regina was settling back into her seat at the kitchen table, the ringing of her cell saved her. She leapt to her feet and sprinted for her purse, digging out the phone. A smile lit up her face as she read the name: Emma Swan. "Ms. Swan?"

"Regina…" warned the Sheriff.

"Sorry…Emma."

She heard Emma laugh lightly from the other line, and imagined the grin that must be crossing her amused face right now. "That's better. Look, I need your help Regina."

Regina almost sighed in relief at the prospect of having something to do. "What is it?"

"Henry is refusing to school."

"That's it?" she asked, rolling her eyes.

Emma laughed, "Well, that and something else, but you might want to see that for yourself."

"Are you at the apartment? I can be there in five minutes."

"Thanks, Regina."

The brunette hung up, and hurried out to her car.

When she arrived at Emma's apartment, she was greeted with a relieved smile from the blonde who quickly stepped aside for her. "Hey, Regina. Come on in."

Regina nodded in acknowledgment and looked around the loft for her son. "Where's Henry?"

"He's upstairs in bed, trying to convince me he's sick, but I pulled that stunt with my foster parents way too many times for me to fall for that," she answered, as she pulled her phone from her pocket. "I figured I would let you have a look at this first."

She held up a picture of devastated forestland. Regina took the phone from her hand to get a better look at it.

"Mary Margaret and David think it's another Ogre."

Regina nodded in agreement, handing the phone back to Emma. "It looks like it, but I can't tell for certain until I see it in person."

"I'll drive us out there after we tackle the Henry problem," Emma said, pocketing her cell, and leading Regina upstairs to Henry's bed. The young boy was lying in bed, the sheets pulled all the way over his head as he heard their approach.

"Henry," Regina scolded, moving to pull the covers down.

"Mom?" Henry's face appeared. He seemed shocked to see his other mother. "Why did you call her?" he whined to Emma, who smirked, and shot her son the "you're screwed" look.

"Because she knows I won't stand for this, Henry," Regina cut in, kneeling down beside the bed, so she could be face to face with Henry.

"We know you're not really sick, kid, so get your butt out of bed and go to school," Emma said in exasperation, crossing her arms.

Henry bit his lip, then attempted to change the topic, "What were you showing my mom downstairs? Maybe I can help?"

Emma sighed loudly, and Regina maneuvered back to the problem at hand, "Why don't you want to go to school?"

The boy paused, looking into his mother's eyes with consideration.

"Come on, Henry. Just tell us," Emma urged.
His shoulders fell in defeat and he muttered, "I don't want to see them."

Regina glanced up at Emma, then back at her son. "Who?"

"The boys who make fun of me."

Both of his mothers' eyes narrowed simultaneously and Emma asked, "Who's making fun of you? We can report them—"

"No!" Henry interrupted in desperation. "If you report them, they'll just tease me more."

"Henry, we will not stand for this," Regina snapped, her jaw set.

"You have to, please. Just let me skip a few days, maybe they'll start to back off…"

"Avoiding them won't fix this forever," Regina said. "Let us take care of this for you, Henry. Just tell us who's doing it."

Henry looked like he was about to cry as he pleaded with his mothers. "I can't. Please, just leave it."

Regina backed off, and stood up to share a look with Emma who looked just as torn as her. Then as she stared at the Savior, an idea filled Regina's head and she bent down again. She clutched her son's hands and he looked up at her as she gave him a warm smile. "I tell you what you're going to do Henry. You're going to get out of bed, get dressed, and get on that school bus, and you're going to hold your head up high. You know why?"

Henry shook his head.

"Because you are the son of the Savior, and the grandson of Snow White and Prince Charming."

"Not to mention the son of the Evil queen," Emma added with a soft chuckle.

Regina shot her a look, but when she looked back at Henry, he was beaming, so she continued, "You're better than those boys, Henry. You're the son of royalty, and the codes of chivalry and bravery are in your blood. They cannot make you feel inferior to them, because you aren't. Do you understand?"

"I think so," he replied.

"Good," Regina smiled, and tapped his chin. "Now go and get yourself ready."

Henry, now grinning clambered out of bed and hurried to get dressed. Regina breathed a sigh of relief before making her way down the stairs, Emma on her tail.

"That was great, Regina. Really," Emma said as Regina turned to face her.

Regina smiled at the compliment. "He just needed to believe in himself."

"I feel like I never know what to say to him in a situation like this," Emma admitted, leaning against the kitchen counter.

"You're learning," Regina reassured her, and Emma smiled back at her before turning to grab her sheriff's badge.

"Why do you think he's being bullied?" Regina asked her, trying to keep her voice down so Henry wouldn't hear.

"I'm not entirely sure," Emma replied, crossing her arms and glancing up the stairs. "I thought he was doing well at school lately, even asked to hang out with some other kids a couple of times."

Regina paused before asking the question she was afraid she'd get the wrong answer to. "Do you think it's because of me?"

Emma looked genuinely surprised. "Why would they bully him because of you?"

"Well I amthe evil queen. It isn't like anyone in this town despises me," Regina said sarcastically.

"You were the evil queen," Emma emphasized. "I've made it very clear to everyone in this town that you're just Regina now."

"Either way, it wouldn't be a surprise if they were bullying Henry because he's my son."

"I really don't think that's it, Regina," she tried to assure the brunette just as Henry came running down the stairs, backpack banging along behind him.

"Alright, I'm ready," Henry stated ecstatically heading for the door just as Emma caught him from the back of his shirt and pulled him back to face her.

"Pretty sure weapons aren't allowed at school," she said and he glanced at his grandfather's gift in his hand.

"But if Regina said that I need to be brave, then—"

"You can do that without a sword," Regina came to Emma's aid, stepping up beside the Sheriff.

Henry's face fell, and he begrudgingly handed the weapon over to Emma who took it, but gave him a small smile, and knocked his shoulder lightly. "Chin up, kid. You can do this. It's all about the attitude."

Henry glanced between his mothers then nodded to Emma, and Regina grabbed his coat. She helped him into it, while Emma handed him his scarf, and the three of them exited the apartment together.