Emma got out of the hospital two weeks later. She hadn't spoken a word to Snow since the day of the accident, and she didn't plan to, even though all she had thought about since she had gotten out were two things. One, getting married to Regina Mills. Two, Snow White.

The latter was what she was thinking about while her and Regina tried to talk about wedding plans.

"Emma, you need to talk to her." Regina said quietly.

"No." She said simply. She was laying down in the bed - she was on strict bed rest for two more weeks - and looking through a flower book.

"Emma-"

"No. She didn't come. I was in the hospital, about to die, and she didn't come for an entire day. I could have died, but she didn't come. And even when she did, she didn't apologize. She told me she knew she was right. She doesn't support my decision to marry you. I will not talk to her."

"I know that you're upset with her. I'm the expert on hating Snow White, if you don't recall. But she's your mother, no matter what she said to you. I can hardly blame her for not wanting you to be with me. I tried to kill her. I hunted her, and then I cursed her, and made sure you grew up without her." Regina reminded her.

"We've talked about this. You may have cast the curse, but you didn't put me through that wardrobe. They made that decsion. David knows that. It's not my fault she's too fucking oblivious to realize it." Emma said. She knew she was getting angry, and she knew that Regina would feel it as well, but she couldn't bring herself to care at that particular moment.

"Emma, talk to her. Call her. Please. Don't do it for her. Do it for me."

"Why do you care so much?" She asked.

"Because I know that if you don't, you will regret it. I know you. You're a Charming. You won't be able to help yourself."

Emma sighed. She didn't want to talk to Snow, but she knew that Regina was right. "On one condition."

"What?"

"I don't wear a dress to the wedding."

"As long as you show up, dear, you can wear whatever you please," Regina said, smiling at her. She brushed a few strands of blonde hair back and then kissed her on the forehead. "I'm calling your idiot mother before you can change your mind."

"Fine," Emma said, pouting slightly as she tossed the book in the middle of the pile on the bed. Regina moved her hand as if to magic the books away, but she shook her head. "No, I want her to see them."

Regina rolled her eyes, but nodded.

Thirty minutes later, Snow was sitting on the edge of the king sized bed that Emma and Regina shared. She couldn't take her eyes off of the wedding books. "So, you're really doing this?" Snow asked.

"Did you think I proposed as a joke?" Emma asked. She was trying to keep her anger in check, but it wasn't easy.

"I had hoped."

"You're unbelievable." Emma muttered.

"But I can learn to accept this, Emma. I just.. It's a lot to ask."

"It's not. I'm not asking anything. Either you accept me and Regina or you lose me. You can still see Henry, but I'll be out of your life. I'm not going to allow you to talk about her badly, and I'm not going to allow you to try and tell me what to do with my life when you weren't even there for the first twenty-eight years of it." She said. The look she gave Snow was daring her to try and blame Regina for what had happened.

"I know. I know, Emma."

"You know why I crashed, don't you? Because I was so upset that my own mother couldn't accept my relationship. Because she tried to tell me it was wrong" She said. If she was going to do this, she was going to get it all out in the open now, rather than later.

"I know, Emma. I'm sorry."

"Sorry really doesn't help me."

"I know," Snow said quietly. She had the decency to look ashamed, at least. "I'm sorry, honey. I didn't.. I didn't mean to. I didn't... I love you, you know that, right?"

"Do you? I don't know much about the way a mother should love her daughter, but I know that this isn't it."

"I haven't been a good mother lately. I know. But this.. I never expected this. It seemed like a joke. I thought she was trying to mess with me.."

"Everything isn't about you." Emma said. Her anger was at an okay level, and she was glad that she was getting better at controlling her emotions, since she wasn't allowed to drink with the medication she was currently taking.

"I know."

"You keep saying that, but I don't think you do." She said, shaking her head. "Look, I don't forgive you. Not right now. You royally fucked up, and you need to realize that. But I'm willing to try if you are. By starting with having dinner with Regina and I. Just the three of us."

Snow nodded quickly. "I can do that."

"Good. Regina will call you with details whenever I'm able to get out of this bed." She said, sighing. "You should go."

Snow nodded again. "I love you, Emma."

"Yeah." Was all Emma could give in response. She watched Snow walk away and then leaned back into the pillows and closed her eyes. Everything took most of her energy. She was just glad it was a Saturday and Regina didn't need to do any work. Even though the brunette had been working from home, she spent a lot of time on the phone, and she found that she missed the brunette.

A few minutes later, she heard a light knock at the door. Henry was standing there holding a bowl of popcorn, and Regina holding a stack of movies. "Are you up for a little Harry Potter marathon?" She asked.

Immediately, Emma was filled with an overwhelming sense of happiness. She knew they were trying to cheer her up because of her visit with Snow, and she loved it. "When am I not?" She asked. She carefully scooted over so there would be room for Regina to lay next to her. The brunette came and curled up next to her, and then Henry came and put the first movie in, then came and laid down next to her. The popcorn was always in between the two of them as Regina refused to eat the buttery snack.

The three of them were already a family and had been for quite some time now, but she had never felt it more than she did in that moment. Putting her arm around her soon to be wife and stealing popcorn from her son, Emma Swan felt like she had finally found a family that would never leave her, and that was all she had ever truly wanted. "I love you," She whispered in Regina's ear. Henry was too absorbed in the movie to hear.

"I love you too, darling." Regina whispered back.

The only emotions either of them felt in that moment were good ones. Happiness. Satisfaction. Love.

A/N: So, I decided that this will be the last chapter of this story. I know it was short and didn't give you guys much, but eventually there will be a short sequel (one - two chapters) on the wedding and an epilogue, but I've decided not to include that in the actual story so I've got something to write later. If you enjoyed this, please read my newest fic, Operation Stallion. It's AU and nothing like this one, but I think you'll like it. I'm taking my time with it, and I think the quality with be much better than this one. Eventually, I'll be going through and editing this fic, taking out Author's Notes and things like that, but it's done for now! Thank you so much for reading and reviewing!