A/N wow! Thank you everyone! I can't believe it! Over 100 followers! I am flattered and delighted with your reactions. Hope this is the ending you wanted. It's over, done... :-( Hope you enjoyed the twists and turns. Let me know if you want to post an alternative ending! All the best Dears. Xxx

When Mary Margaret left the apartment, Regina went into the kitchen and poured herself a large coffee and added a brandy to it. Her nerves were all over the place and she needed something strong to calm down. Emma had followed her into the kitchen.

"Mind if I get one of those?" She asked to which Regina raised an eyebrow and said,

"Help yourself, isn't that what your good at anyway."

Emma poured one out and slammed the bottle back on the counter.

"Regina! I didn't know. Stop being such a bitch and let me tell you my side of the story."

Regina sat down on the stool and folded her arms across her chest waiting for Emma to explain herself.

Emma took a huge glug and began.

"Look. I've never told anyone this, not even Lily. I was going to tell you last night but you had your own issues with Henry and I thought we both needed a bit of relief. When I was 17, I got pregnant. My mom forced me to give the baby up against my will. I was just starting my soccer career and she, as you can see from this morning, is really Christian. She took me to Maine in secret while I was pregnant for me to have the baby away from prying eyes and judgement. I hated her for it. I never forgave her. When my son was born, I wasn't even allowed to hold him. The nurse came and took him away as soon as he was delivered. I swore then that I would find him when I was old enough and had some money saved to support myself, away from my Mother."

Regina began to soften her stare realising that Emma was telling the truth. She had seen enough clients lie in her face over the years to recognise the signs and now, all her anger was being redirected towards Mary Margaret. How could a mother do that to her child? She asked herself with pain in her eyes.

"I made a successful career for myself playing soccer and I tried to tell myself that my son would be proud of me, watching from afar. When I finally got enough cash together, I dropped everything and became a private investigator with the intention of finding my son. I moved to Maine and began looking for him. It was useless. Nobody would tell me anything because it was a closed adoption. I searched for years. I went on every site that existed and travelled all across the country. That's how I met Lily here in Boston. When we began dating, I realised that maybe my son was happy and didn't want to be found and so I stopped looking. I concentrated on trying to find some happiness and take comfort from being in a relationship, and you know how that turned out."

Regina had been inching closer to Emma as she told her story and she reached for her hand across the counter. Emma took it and pressed her lips lightly against her knuckles.

"When I told my Mom I was marrying a woman, she went crazy and disowned me. I hadn't spoken to her in years Regina, and I would have quite happily ignored her for the rest of my life. When you filed the divorce proceedings, somehow a copy of the papers got sent to her home address and she got it into her head that I was in need of a husband!"

Emma giggled at that and Regina smiled too.

"She thought that if she found my son, it would help repair the bond between us and somehow make me want to provide him with a father figure. She honestly believes that I just haven't found the right man and there is a cure for being gay!"

Emma looked into Regina's eyes making sure she was on the same page and rubbed her arm tentatively. Regina placed her other hand over Emma's to show her support.

"So she turns up at my apartment yesterday and announces that she had found my son and she'd been talking to him for weeks. I was angry, scared and confused. Of course I wanted to know who he was and that he was ok but I had already closed that chapter of my life and was moving on with you. I thought he would find me if he wanted to when he was old enough. When she told me she found him and he was in Boston, the first thing I thought was that I was going to ask you for legal advice because it was a closed adoption. Do you understand Regina? I could never lie to you. I never asked you about Henry's father or anything because I knew that you would tell me your story when you were ready."

Emma leaned in and closed the gap between them hugging Regina in a tight embrace. Regina returned the sentiment and let a few tears spill from her eyes.

"Oh Emma, I'm sorry I went crazy back there. I'm just not used to having someone love me without some ulterior motive. I tend to assume the worst in people. I don't know, maybe it comes with the job."

Emma laughed and rested her forehead on her lover's.

"I have to admit, you scared the crap out of me back there going all CSI on my ass!"

Regina laughed heartily. "I am a bit dramatic aren't I!"

Just then Henry walked into the kitchen smiling. "Is it safe to come in? I heard laughing so I thought.."

"Henry!" Regina exclaimed and held out her arms for her son to join the embrace.
"Come give your birth mother and I a proper hug."

Henry bound over with tears in his eyes and joined the two women, his two mothers. Emma welled up allowing the realisation to set in that he was her son. Undoubtedly hers. They broke the embrace just staring at each other for a good few minutes until Regina said,

"Henry, I think it's time you told our story. I believe Emma wants to know how you came to be with me."

Henry smiled and ran out of the kitchen appearing a few seconds later with a book in his hands. He settled between the two women and placed the book open on the kitchen counter.

"Once upon a time, there was a lonely Princess. All she wanted in the world was to have a child to love, but alas, she was cursed to never carry a child of her own. She had no Prince to make her happy and she searched all the lands to find the perfect person to fill her world with joy. One day, a fairy godmother announced that a little Prince was about to be born and he was destined to be as lonely as she was, for he had no mother and father. The fairy godmother told the Princess to go to Maine to rescue the baby boy and raise him as her own."

Emma looked up at Regina with understanding and mouthed 'thank you' over Henry's head.

Henry showed Emma all the pictures of him coming home with Regina, his first steps and all the other precious moments Regina had documented in their special book. Emma was moved. When Henry had finished showing everything she took out her cel phone and snapped a selfie of the three of them.

Regina looked up at her with a tentative question on her lips. Emma began.

"Every fairytale needs a happy ending." She winked and disappeared out of the kitchen leaving Regina and Henry sitting looking puzzled at each other.

A few minutes later she returned holding a pen and a piece of paper. She flipped to the back page of the book and looked up at Regina to make sure it was ok. Regina nodded and blushed, realizing what she was asking.

Emma stuck the selfie she had just taken and printed out on the last page and began writing.

By some magic, the little Prince's birth mother found him. She didn't know he was her son and she fell in love with the Princess. They were happy until one day, a witch showed them that Prince Henry was actually her son. She wanted to make them sad but her wicked plan to separate them failed, only strengthening the bond they already had. The birth mother asked the Princess to marry her...

Emma looked up at Regina. "So?"

Regina kissed her passionately and picked up the pen.

... and the Princess said Yes!

Henry cheered while his two favorite people in the world sealed their fate with a kiss. He picked up the pen and continued writing.

The little Prince, his birth mother, who was also a secret Princess, and Princess Regina moved in together and they alllived happily ever after.