A/N: So this is it. The final chapter. Unfortunately it might leave you wanting more, but I feel this is were it needs to end. It just felt like this is it. A sequel is possible, but who knows...Thank you for sticking with this story and reading it until the end. Welp, enjoy! :)
Everyone has a weakness, but I have two; everything you say and everything you do.
Emma stood at the entrance of the restaurant Regina's parents were currently waiting in. Emma felt nervous as she continued to toy with the engagement ring that felt rather heavy on her left hand third finger from the thumb. It was an odd sensation but not an unwelcome one.
"Darling, it's going to be fine, they're going to love you, both of you." Regina soothed as Emma took a deep breath taking comfort as Regina rubbed up and down Emma's arms. They just checked their coats and Regina could feel the blonde nervousness.
"I like that." Regina looked at Emma not understanding. "You calling me darling." Regina chuckled.
"If it will help your nerves, I'll call you that all night."
"I just, well…" Emma trailed off as Regina leaned forward and pecked Emma's lips.
"They'll love you, because I love you." Emma smiled as she looked into shimmering brown orbs.
"I love you too." Emma breathed easily. There was an easiness about them since Regina's initial confession earlier.
"I love you both!" Henry chimed in as they looked done at the boy smiling.
"Ready to meet my momma and daddy?" Regina asked as his eyes widened shaking his head. Both women took his hand has the hostess led them to the table containing the two Mills. As they approached the table Emma watched as the older man stood up with a smile while the hostess set a booster seat on a vacant chair before retreating.
"Mija, you are looking magnífico." Emma felt Henry's hand tighten around her as the man kissed Regina's cheek before Regina moved to the woman. Emma looked at the woman thinking that Regina resembled her father slightly more and Zelena resembled their mother more.
"I'd like to introduce you to my fiancée and her son; Emma and Henry Swan." Emma smiled as Henry waved shyly. "These are my parents, Cora and Henry Mills." Emma leaned forward shaking their hands while saying that it was a pleasure to meet the two of them. Emma picked up her son setting him in the booster seat between herself and Regina father.
"You Henree too?" Henry suddenly asked turning to look at the man to his right, his shyness gone at hearing Regina's father's name. Henry Sr. chuckled as he looked over at the toddler.
"Yes chiquito, however will we distinguish between us?" Henry Sr. questioned.
"What's cheese-o?" Henry asked causing the four adults to laugh.
"It's a name that you can call little boys." Henry over at Regina with a pensive expression.
"But I'm not cheese mommy." Cora smiled at hearing the toddler referred to her daughter as mom. She's initially thought that maybe her daughter was lying about not only being in a relationship but also being engaged. Cora worried about her youngest daughter since her closest friend had passed away just before Regina had gone to college. Her daughter had thrown herself into her work with opening up a daycare and preschool center.
While Cora was proud of her youngest, she just wanted her daughter to be happy and looking at the young woman before her, she could tell that she loved her daughter.
"I know sweetheart, you know how Sadie speaks to her mom in a different language?"
"Russian!" Regina nodded at this excited outburst.
"Well, chiquito is Spanish, my papá speaks Spanish." Henry nodded before looking over at Regina's mom.
"You speaks Spanish too?" Cora was slightly surprised that he'd direct a question at her, he'd seemed so shy not but seconds ago.
"I understand it more than speak it." Cora answered causing her daughter and husband to chuckle.
"Her accent is awful, she's never been able to quite perfect it to sound authentic." Regina clarified as she squeezed Emma's thigh with a smile.
"Yous can be big Henrees and I'll be little Henrees!" Henry suddenly exclaimed reclaiming the attention the adults. Emma chuckled along with the rest of adults while she pet her son's hair.
"Your son is very precious." Cora commented with a smile as Emma was about to thank her as their server appeared and asked for the drink orders. Giving the drink order the adults took to looking at the menu.
"Momma, I wants this!" Henry tried to point at the photo that was featured on the menu that Emma was holding.
"Want what Hen?" Emma placed the menu in front of him as he pointed at a photo that featured two slices of meatloaf with mashed potatoes with gravy poured over them.
"You don't want chicken fingers?" He shook his head. "How about a grilled cheese and fries?" Emma questioned once more glancing at the small corner that featured options for children.
"Nooo momma, I wants the loaf and 'tatoes with gravy. Oh, mac and cheeses too!" Emma chuckled as she looked at dinner option and saw that it came with filling, two other sides, a roll and muffin.
"Think you can eat all that by yourself, fatty?" Emma chuckled poking his belly unaware that the Mills' were watching her negotiate with her toddler with smiles of their own.
"I'ms not a fattys! You ares! And we share momma." Emma shook her head closing the menu. She knew that if he older there probably would have been a 'duh' added to the end of his sentence. Placing the menu in front of her Emma looked around the table her face warming slightly with embarrassment at being watched.
"He's determined." Henry Sr. pointed out as Emma nodded.
"When his mind is set, it's rather hard to get him to change it." Emma pointed out as she handed Henry her phone after placing it on kid's mode to entertain him while they waited.
"So Miss Swan, I wish I could say that I've heard so much about you, but my daughter has refused to tell me anything about you." Cora spoke placing her menu down. She knew a little but about her because she was someone that Adam loved as his own daughter but outside of that, she knew nothing about the young woman outside of her name.
"Please, call me Emma." Cora smiled with a nod.
"Emma, tell me about yourself, what do you do? Where do you work?"
"Oh, um, I work at Be Our Guest." Emma answered simply wishing that their server would return soon with her water.
"Ah, what do you do?"
"A bit of everything honestly, but I was hired to be a server when I was seventeen." Cora nodded as Regina hoped that her mother would not continue to pry.
"You've been working there since you were seventeen?" Emma nodded.
"Going on five years now."
"Have you thought about moving up? Maybe doing something better?" Emma chuckled shaking her head.
"I enjoy the work I do Mrs. Mills—"
"Please, call me Cora." Emma smiled with a nod.
"Cora," Emma amended before continuing. "Being a server has a flexible schedule that works with having a toddler and it pays better than most people think." Emma answered as their server returned their drinks and the bottle of wine the Mills matriarch had requested. Emma picked up her drink as soon as it touched the table and took a long sip as she felt Regina grabbed her hand from underneath the table and squeezed it. Emma was thankful for the few minutes of reprieve as their orders were taken.
"What of the boy's father?" Regina's eyes widen as she looked to her father.
"Papá!" Regina reprimanded as Emma opened her mouth to speak but Henry answered that for her.
"Neals and Maras getting married on lalentine's day." Emma chuckled as her son smiled up at her. "Right's momma?" Emma nodded leaning down and kissing his forehead.
"Valentine's day, not lalentine's munchkin."
"That's what I said." Emma chuckled smoothing his hair down. "I's the ringer bearer! Momma's a maid." Emma just shook her head affectionately, clearly amused.
"He calls his father Neal?" Cora questioned.
"Tamara, Neal's fiancée, and I get a kick out of it. He understands that Neal is his father but I think because Tamara and I constantly laugh when he calls him by his first name it encourages him." Emma explained.
"Yes, I would imagine that would encourage him." Henry Sr. chuckled as Henry reached out for his kid's cup. Emma reached out pushing it forward so he could reach it.
"Wow, what a beautiful ring," Cora commented as Emma felt her cheeks warm.
"I—thank you."
"You're welcome, so tell me you're intentions on how you plan to keep my daughter happy." Cora leaned forward her gaze not leaving Emma's.
"Mom, can we just enjoy dinner and simple conversation?" Regina breathed as Cora looked over at her daughter with an innocent look.
"What? I can't simple ask my future daughter-in-law her intentions?" Regina narrowed her eyes as her mother's eyes twinkled.
"Querida," Cora looked to her husband who was giving her a look.
"The two of you never let me have any fun." Cora breathed as Regina shook her head.
"Yes mother, because a Cora Mills interrogation is so much fun. I hope you know that you're definition of fun is vastly different than ours."
"Where is my Lena, she seems to be the only one who understands me." Cora spoke dramatically causing her husband and daughter to roll their eyes as Emma and Henry looked at one another shrugging their shoulders.
"That's because she followed in your footsteps of being a lawyer." Regina pointed out. "Darling," Emma looked to Regina. "Don't ever come to dinner when Zelena and my mother are going to be there. That is an inquisition you don't want to be a part of." Emma smiled.
"I think I could handle it." Emma winked before looking over to Cora. "I thought you were a mayor?" Cora nodded.
"I am, I was a lawyer for twenty-two years before I decided that I wanted to run for mayor. I lost the first round, but I didn't let that deter me. I kept an active role in my small town and when the next election rolled around, well, I crushed the competition." Regina couldn't help but smile, Emma had successfully brought her mother to another topic.
"So, what do you find fun?" Henry questioned as Cora let out a deep hearty laugh reaching across the table and tapping the toddler's nose.
"I'll tell you when you're older." Cora winked as Emma looked to Regina.
"Should I be worried?"
"When it comes to my mother darling, always be worried." Regina chuckled as she leaned over and kissed the side of Emma's mouth.
"I'm older now!" Henry protested as Cora smiled.
"Just how old dear?"
"I'm four! I turn five in June! Then I go to big kid school!" Henry smiled proudly. For the rest of the evening Henry pretty much dominated the conversation asking all types of questions of the older Mills. When the food came however, he'd quieted up immediately when Emma had divvied the food they were going to be sharing and set the plate in front of him.
It was then that the conversation took a turn to asking about the two women and why Regina had kept it such a guarded secret. Regina had simply explained to her mother that she thought she would judge harshly at the quickness of their relationship progress.
"Regina, honey, I know that I can be harsh in my opinions, and quick to stubbornness. In all honesty, I probably wouldn't have been so forthcoming at acceptance had you told me all about this woman a month or two ago, but I can see that you both love one another dearly. I understand your hesitancy especially since young Henry is involved, but you will get no complaint from me on the woman you are choosing to spend the rest of your life with." Regina's breathing hitched momentarily as she stared at her mother.
"M-mom—"
"She is," Cora looked to Emma. "You are a wonderful match for my Reggie. I am glad that she's found someone she can share herself with." Regina groaned at the nickname as Emma leaned over kissing her cheek.
"We'll take the best care of her, won't we Henry?" Henry nodded.
"We loves mommy!" He exclaimed before forking a piece of meatloaf and popping it into his mouth making his cheeks puff out slightly.
"I can see that." Cora smiled. "He is so precious, have you made arrangements for where Henry will stay when you go on your honeymoon? If not, I insist that he stay with us."
"I—well no, we haven't even planned that far." Emma swallowed.
"I know it could be with his father or even Adam, but I would like the chance to get to know him more." Regina leaned closer to Emma.
"By that she means spoil him." Regina chuckled trying to ease Emma's nerves.
"He is my only grandchild, why should I not spoil him." Emma blinked at this. "Zelena refuses to give me grandchildren, and you refused to tell me I had one."
"Do I call you Grammy?" Henry questioned looking over at Cora who smiled.
"Would you like to call me Grammy?" Henry reached out grabbing his cup as he thought about it.
"Well you mommy's momma so yes." He spoke putting his cup back where he picked it up and looked to Henry. "You can't be papa cause I already has one. Ava calls her mommy's dad Pappy, can I call you pappy?" Henry Sr. laughed out with a nod before ruffling Henry's hair.
Regina was holding a sleeping Henry as Emma unlocked her front door. Tonight had been a lot easier than Emma had anticipated. Walking into the apartment Emma shed her coat before taking Henry from Regina and with practiced hands got Henry out of his winter gear without even waking him.
"I'm going to put him to bed, I'll be right back out." Emma spoke softly as she leaned in and kissed Regina's lips before walking back to Henry's room. Regina smiled as she hung her coat up and stepped out of her heels and walked back towards Henry's room. Regina stood quietly watching as Emma as she put on Henry's pajamas before laying him in his bed. Emma kissed forehead and turned around jumping slightly at seeing Regina standing there.
"Shit, Regina, you startled me." Emma whispered as she stepped into the hallway closing Henry's door.
"I didn't mean too." Regina chuckled pulling Emma to her and kissing her. "Tonight was perfect." Regina whispered onto Emma's lips who nodded.
"You know your mom is going to harass us for a wedding date and plans and such." Regina rolled her eyes.
"I say we elope and just let her throw a reception for us." Emma looked into chocolate eyes with a devilish smirk.
"Let's do it, before the Gold Gala."
"That sounds wonderful but I think Kathryn and Jefferson would kill us if they weren't involved." Regina sighed as Emma shrugged.
"This is just you and me, and well Henry. It's always going to be us, why should we wait? I've never even entertained the idea of marriage until you. So I'm perfectly fine with eloping, just you me and Henry." Emma breathed as Regina leaned in and kissed her once more.
"Let's do it!"
"Tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow."
"I love you, Regina."
"And I love you, Emma."