A/N: Thanks for all the feedback and reviews. I've learned a lot in writing this story.

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Snow and Charming had a few sets of problems on their hands. The Dark one was all too quick to give the White Kingdom credit for destroying the blind witch and her plight upon the land once and for all. It was a victory that came with relief and new sets of questions.

After a long talk with her husband, Snow forgave him for stealing the baby who, he admitted that her true name was Lily. Her parents were unknown, but the Charming's sent a search party out at once to look for them. In the meantime, Snow reconciled her own feelings for both of her daughters. She loved Lily just as much as she ever had, and she had a preternatural connection to the daughter she had birthed.

Of course, Emma and Regina were invited to live in the palace and partake in all of the finery and advantages the riches of the kingdom afforded. Neither of them wanted to stay there.

Emma it turned out, wasn't about to forgive the King and Queen for leaving her on her own to be set up for a terrible life full of treachery. She understood on some level that they did it to ensure she had a life at all, but it would take time to think about it.

Emma wanted privacy. It was actually more than a want. She needed privacy and a whole lot of time.

One had to find a way to move forward and shed off the old hurts and a lifetime of betrayal to make way for her new life. Things had changed for her and Regina, and they were about to change more.

She had never been able to be her own person. She had never been able to choose the people she wanted to be with until now. All at once she was free, pregnant, had a partner and parents. Add on top of that the strange new magical abilities that were manifesting within her and she didn't think she could handle anymore change.

She needed time to process, heal and learn. Emma had no interest in being a princess and as far as she was concerned the girl who had been doing a fine job in the role for the past 18 years could stay right where she was. No one had to know that the true princess had returned. There would be no announcement or homecoming ceremony.

Emma longed for something she thought was more powerful even than the crown. She wanted a home. She and Regina were going to be parents. Emma finally had parents, and Regina had lost both of hers all in the span of a few days.

Snow insisted that if the women didn't want to live in the main palace, they must not go far. Even if Emma didn't want to mend fences just yet, there was a new grandbaby to consider and care for. She sent them off to the summer palace to take the time they needed and let Emma grow the baby in peace with Regina.

The grief and conflicted emotions that Regina felt toward her Mother for the cruelty and crimes she had committed against everyone and thing she loved left her weary and skittish.

The bedroom at the summer palace was quiet and spacious and when Regina and Emma fell into it together, it already felt like home.

The comfort was familiar and necessary as Regina was fundamentally changed: emotionally…and physically. After a few days of settling in and getting used to all the changes there was one thing that hadn't yet been explored.

"I feel so different. It's as if I'm learning to walk again," Regina murmured as Emma helped to remove her pants.

"You'll get used to it. Why don't you just touch a little and learn what feels good?" Emma kissed Regina soundly as she nodded in agreement and let her hand shift down her body to touch her new vagina.

"It's so sensitive…" Regina gasped as she softly slid her fingers around and over the soft ridges of flesh.

Emma acted as a very supportive coach, talking Regina through her first orgasm with it, and then her second and then she helped with her third. The thing she loved most about it was the newfound ability to orgasm multiple times.

Then Regina repeated the things that felt best on herself on Emma's most sensitive regions. It was much easier to understand and know how she was making her love feel when she knew what each touch felt like first hand.

"You're already practically an expert," Emma sighed as she came down from another orgasm. "You know if you ever do miss your cock I have magic now so it could make a temporary reappearance sometimes."

Regina hummed in contentment and agreed, without shame she replied, "I'd like that…sometimes."

They settled happily into each other's arms, and turned their attention to Emma's belly, knowing soon they would have their own child. They took turns whispering promises to him: binding vows that he would know both of his parents. They would be a family. That no one would take him away from his mothers. That he would grow up with love in every aspect of his life, and he would never be made to feel ashamed.

They kept all of their promises of love to each other and to their child, who grew up happy and healthy.

They lived happily ever after.