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Chapter 6: Epilogue- The Mayor

One year later.

Granny looked over at the sign on the shop next to her diner with a fond smile on her face.

"It's a good thing, innit?" Will asked as he stood next to her, his hand holding Belle's, a proud smile on his face as he looked at the Scarlet Bakery sign painted in dark red and green.

"It looks great, dear," Granny replied.

"It bloody does, but the service could use a little improvement," a voice claimed from behind them and they turned around to find Killian, Emma and Henry smiling at them.

"Well, it has not been the same since you left, dear," Granny admitted, her hand reaching to pat Killian's arm. "And you can always come back and take over if the sailing business doesn't work out."

Killian smiled softly at her, tugging Emma close by his side. In the last year, things had looked up for him: he'd been able to rekindle his relationship with his brother, and he and Emma were in love and had moved in together a few months ago. Liam had flown with his family to meet Emma and see the little town where his little brother had decided to settle. It was then, when he and Liam were taking his nephews and Henry sailing in a rented boat that the idea had come to his mind. He could set up his own sailing business, starting small and seeing if he could make it happen. Emma had thought it was a great idea and Liam had wanted to contribute with the money, having his own sailing company in England. But Killian didn't want to take his brother's money, not when they'd just started being in each other's lives again. So Liam settled for co-signing the loan that allowed Killian to start his business.

"Alright, Scarlet, what has a bloke got to do around here to get a bloody croissant?" Killian joked, mispronouncing the word on purpose.

"Learn to pronounce the name first," Will retorted as he moved to open the door of his new bakery. "Come on in, we are open for business!" he said cheerily as he held the door opened for Belle, who got on her tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek. Will smiled, his hand reaching to briefly caress her swollen belly.

It was Granny who suggested Will take the adjacent space to the diner and turn it into a bakery. In this way, she could stop making baked goods in her kitchen and buy them from him at a reasonable price, ensuring a wider variety than what she could offer on her own. Will could also sell bread and pastries to the town. The open area made it easier for people to move from the bakery to the diner to purchase a coffee or vice-versa. It had been a great idea and Will, soon to become a father, was able to provide for his girlfriend and future offspring.

Everyone gathered in to admire the baked goods organized on the displays.

"Do you want a hot chocolate?" Killian asked Emma.

"Just tea," she replied, "my stomach is a little upset today."

"I'll make you a cup," he whispered tenderly, pressing a kiss to her temple, his hand pressed softly to her stomach before he walked towards Granny.

Granny looked at Killian heading towards the counter and sighed.

"You still miss him, don't you?" Emma asked.

Granny smiled, her hand reaching for Emma's. "As much as I missed you when you started working at the station." She turned around to look at Will and Belle, enraptured in their own little world, "They were good boys. I just hope the next one can adapt as well as they did."

"Let's hope. It was a hard case for David," Emma said, "and I know you usually don't want to know about their stories…"

"...but in this case it involved him coming over with a kid, so I had to know beforehand." Granny finished. "Luckily, all my rooms are available so it wouldn't be a problem."

At that moment, the bell above the door jingled and they all turned around to see a sandy blonde man carrying a bag in one hand and holding the hand of four year old boy with the other.

"I'm looking for Miss Lucas?" he asked hesitantly.

Granny went to meet him. "That would be me, but everyone calls me Granny."

"I'm Robin," he said and then pointed with his head at the boy, "and this is Roland."

"Nice to meet you, come in! Please sit down, you must be tired and hungry. Let me grab your bag." Granny motioned them to one of the tables and sat them both down before she took the bag and placed it on the counter. "Killian!" she called.

"I'm on it," Killian said as he swiftly poured coffee and hot chocolate for the newcomers.

"I'll give you the rundown later," Granny said, "but please let's have you eat something first. Will made some wonderful chocolate muffins today."

"Here you go," Killian said as he settled the coffee and the chocolate for Robin and Roland, before turning around to hand a tea to Emma.

"You work here?" Robin asked.

"Not anymore, I'm … an alumni of the program," Killian smiled. "This is Emma Swan, the Sheriff," he said as Emma reached his side.

Emma rolled her eyes at him before turning to Robin. "There are probably a lot of my son's old toys around here for your kid to play with."

"You are all too kind," Robin started when the noise from the door interrupted his words. He turned around to see a brunette woman coming in. She had a fitted black dress, an electric blue blazer and high heels. She looked powerful and striking as she entered the diner with a regal air.

"Is my order ready?" She asked in a demanding tone.

"Almost done, Regina," Granny replied, "Do you want to sit down and wait?"

"I have little time today. This town won't run by itself," Regina retorted, cocking an eyebrow in Granny's direction.

Granny twisted her mouth and rose her eyebrows at Regina, before she sighed and moved to the kitchen to bring back her order. Regina turned around and her eyes spotted Killian and Emma. "Miss Swan, still here and not at the station, I see."

"Good morning to you too, Regina," Killian smirked while Emma gave her a warm smile, "Regina, this is Robin, he just arrived to be part of Granny's program."

Regina's eyes settled on Robin and she seemed struck for a few moments. Clearing her throat, she schooled her features into a professional appearance. "Well, the program has seemed to be very valuable in the past, bringing citizens that have turned into respectable business owners," she said as she offered Robin her hand. "I trust that you'd be no exception," she finished.

Robin stood up, his hand reaching for hers. "Robin Locksley, ma'am. And this is my son, Roland."

Regina's eyes softened as she reached to ruffle Roland's hair. "Regina Mills, I'm the mayor. Welcome to Storybrooke, Roland. I hope you like it."

"You are the Mayor? That is awesome!" Roland said. "Can I see your office one day?"

"Roland!" Robin admonished but Regina smiled and waved her hand dismissively.

"It's ok. Actually, I have to conduct a thorough inspection of the Fire Department today and I was planning on taking Henry with me." She smiled at Robin. "If it's ok with you, I can take him too. Would you like to see the fire trucks, Roland?"

"YES!" Roland beamed.

"That is very kind of you," Robin said.

"Don't mention it," Regina said. "Come Roland, let's leave your father to get settled in here and you and I can go watch the trucks." She smiled as she took Roland's hand and the other reached to grab the paper bag Granny was handing her. She walked towards the exit, Henry trotting behind her after he waved goodbye to Emma and Killian.

Robin stood there, looking dumbfounded.

"She looks tough on the outside, but she has a soft spot for kids," Granny said as she patted Robin's shoulder.

"She's great with Henry and I'm sure she'll take good care of Roland," Emma said.

Robin was still looking at the exit as if an angel had walked out of the diner.

Will and Killian exchanged a knowing look, and Will cleared his throat to get Robin's attention.

"You know, mate, let me call her father," he said pointing to Belle. "He owns a flower shop and he can hook you up with some nice flowers. I bet he knows her favorite."

Belle turned around to give Will a confused look, and he gave her a lopsided grin. "Doll, we are giving him grandchildren. Twins. He loves me even more than last year."

Killian chuckled lightly before he turned around to Granny. He lifted an eyebrow at her, his head pointing in Robin's direction.

Granny sighed before she looked at Robin. "Alright, daddy, come here. Memorize this: Caesar Salad with grilled chicken breast, light dressing and fresh toasted croutons. Apple pie with ice cream. Black coffee, no sugar, no cream, nothing. And she doesn't do rum. She doesn't do lasagna either, she claims hers is better. Are we clear?"

Robin gave her a confused look, but Killian stepped in, his hand clasping Robin's shoulder, "Regina's order. You might want to bring her lunch to thank her…in my experience, it works." Killian finished, looking up and winking at Emma, a warm smile on his face.