It was a Sunday which meant Emma was on cooking duty. After moving into the mansion a year prior, Regina had taught her how to properly cook. Emma knew she wasn't anywhere near as good as her fiance - she had popped the question after the year change - but she was proud of herself none the less. It was more than she thought she would ever learn. All of this was more. So much more.

Emma put her chicken tenders into the oven and added an alarm on her phone to alert her. She then went on a search for her family.

Locating Henry was never too hard. The teen was laying on his bed fingers dancing on the phone touchscreen, obviously texting. Even when Henry first refused to tell his mothers who he was always texting and running off to meet, there was no keeping a secret in this town. Ruby had been more than happy to rat Henry out when she found him and Violet making out behind the diner.

The two mothers felt like they needed to have a talk with their son after that and one potentially scarring and awkward conversation later, they all seemed to be on a same page when it came to Henry dating.

"Kid?" Henry looked up at that and smiled. Emma couldn't help but to smile back. "Dinnertime. Will you please go and set the table while I go and get your mom, okay?"

"Sure thing. Do you want me to keep and eye on the oven as well? I mean, we all remember what happened last time you made chicken." Henry tried to make a smooth escape from his room but with an astonishing speed one of his pillows hit his back as he was running down the stairs, laughing.

"I will get you for that you little shit! It was an accident!" Emma knew there was not living down her recent chicken incident that involved burned chicken, a lot of black smoke and very very very irritated Regina.

"Sure Ma, sure." Henry's smug little voice could still be heard from downstairs.

Emma rolled her eyes, but couldn't help but to smiling from ear to ear. The reason she had left the chicken unattended had been worth all the shit she got from her son. Watching Regina come undone was much more appealing than chicken.

Concentrating on her task once more she walked towards their bedroom. Regina had told her she would go up when they had gone through the hardest part of cooking tonights dinner. Her mood had been almost chipper, but Emma had chalked it off as happiness of not having to cook dinner for once. Deep in thought she opened the bedroom door and was greeted with a sight she never thought she would see.

"Ummmm, Regina?" Emma asked from the bedroom door.

"Yes darling?" Regina answered with an obvious smile in her voice.

Emma looked around their bedroom and her eyes zeroed on the two different size piles of shoes that Regina had on either side of the doors to their walk in closet.

"What are you doing?"

"Isn't in obvious? I'm getting rid of some of my shoes." Regina came out of the closet only to see Emma look around clearly confused out of her mind. Regina walked to her and wrapped her arms around Emma's strong shoulders.

"Exactly which pile are you getting rid of?" Emma was too puzzled to see the brilliant smile on Regina's face.

"The bigger one."

"All of your heels?! Babe, what's going on?" Emma snapped to look at her like she had grown another head.

"Emma... I have wonderful news." Regina said before kissing Emma deeply.

THE END