Thank you everyone for following this little short story. This will be the last chapter. Hope you enjoy it. Please let me know. :)

OUAT is not mine. Movie's and characters referenced are also not mine.

Viva La Swan Queen!

Making Out 4

Emma sat down on the couch next to Regina, and the brunette threw her blanket over their laps. Emma offered her the popcorn she had made, and the movie began with the beginning strands of "It had to be you."

"I can't believe you like this movie too." Emma said around a mouth full of popcorn.

"When Harry met Sally?" Regina smiled at her girlfriend. "Are you kidding? Meg Ryan at her cutest."

Emma giggled, "Meg Ryan? Really? I never pegged her for your type."

"Well obviously, dear, I have a thing for crazy blondes." Regina kissed Emma's smiling lips. "What about you dear? Who'd you have thing for?"

"Hmmm… Xena Warrior Princess." Emma's dimples flashed. "Guess I have a thing for authoritative brunettes that demand command, and also! Has a thing for blondes."

"Her and Gabby were totally together." Regina smiled.

"Totally." Emma leaned in for another kiss, setting the popcorn down on the coffee table.

Regina cupped the blonde's cheek and deepened the kiss. The women maneuvered so that Regina was leaning on the arm of the couch, with Emma laying against her. Making out on the couch had become their new favorite pass time, since not having to hide their relationship.

No more sneaking around, hoping not to get caught and found out. They had been officially dating for a couple of weeks now, and all of their closest friends and family knew.

In fact, when they had walked into the last Town Hall meeting holding hands, up until Regina had to take her seat at the Council table, no one said a word. Not out of fear, but out of admiration and respect.

"Moms! Coming into the living room in 5…4…3…"

Regina giggled and rolled her eyes. They moved back to seating positions with their hands above the blanket, bowl of popcorn between them.

"Hello Mom A and Mom B." Henry greeted them, pulling the blanket away and squeezing himself between them.

"Who's Mom A?" Both asked at the same time, making the three of them laugh.

Henry replaced the blanket over the three of them, and took the popcorn. Looking at the screen, he asked, "What are we watching?"

Regina began playing with her son's hair, "When Harry met Sally."

With his mouth full, he said, "Your favorite, Ma."

"Ten years showing him good manners, and now you have him talking with his mouth full." Regina threw a playful look at Emma.

Emma nudged Henry's shoulder. "Thanks for getting me in trouble kid."

Henry laughed, "Please. You guys will be making out the minute I walk out that door in a few."

Henry just laughed at his mothers expressions and ate another handful of popcorn.

"Smart ass." Emma said, taking the bowl away from their son.

"Speaking of which, shouldn't you be getting dressed?" Regina asked.

"I will in a sec. I've already showered and my suit's laid out on my bed. I just wanted to come sit with you guys for a bit." Henry leaned back on the couch, and felt both his mother's arms behind him.

Emma wrapped his head in a loose headlock. "Well, we'll take whatever we can get with you. You're never home now that you're a- what did you say he called himself, 'Gina?"

"A grown-ass teenager." Regina said matter-of-factly.

"Ah, yes. A grown-ass teenager." Emma ruffled the kid's hair.

Henry jumped up, "Ma! I just combed it!" His mothers laughed. "Ha- ha. Alright, fine. I'm going to get dressed. You guys go back to making out."

"We were not making out!" Regina yelled to his retreating form.

"Sure! That's why you have a cow lick on the back of your head!" Henry yelled from the stairs.

Emma looked and laughed at the sight of the back of Regina's hair standing up. The brunette ran her hands through it to calm it down.

Regina looked at her watch. "Violet and her father should be here in a few. I can't believe he's not nervous. You'd think he was just going out with friends or something."

"He is. They're just all going to be dressed up and heading to the high school gym for a dance." Emma pulled Regina into a side hug.

"It's not just any dance, Em. Our son is going to the Junior Prom. He's 16 and he's going to be a senior next year." Regina had a far off panicked look on her face.

Emma turned her girlfriend's face toward to her and kissed her lips, essentially waking her from a daze. "He's our kid, sweetheart. He's smart, cunning and responsible. We can trust him."

"Even after the stables after dark incident?" Regina reminded her.

"That ended up being a lot more innocent than what we were doing in the bug." Emma smiled.

"I still don't bite that her horse was sick." Regina crossed her arms. "Why wouldn't he just tell us he was headed to the stables?"

Emma thought about it for a moment. "Cause he knew we were following him."

"What?"

"Think about everything he was doing to get us together. I'll bet you anything that he set us up then too." Emma laughed.

"I don't find this amusing." Regina huffed. "If he set us up then why did he interrupt us?"

"Maybe he was waiting for us to kiss, but didn't necessarily want to watch his mothers make out, you know?" Emma played with the ends of Regina's hair, and they turned back to the movie.

A few minutes later they heard Henry coming back down the stairs. Both stood to meet him in the foyer. Before the kid could reach the bottom of the stairs, both his mothers were taking pictures with their phones.

In a mood to indulge them, he began to pose on the stairs. He looked up and off to the distance. Then took off his jacket and threw it over his shoulder.

"And last but not least, here comes the smolder." Henry said before lifting a single eyebrow and turning his side toward them.

Regina and Emma began to laugh at their ridiculous son and went to hug him. They were in the middle of their trademark 'Henry Sandwich' hug, when the doorbell rang. Regina went to answer the door, while Emma helped Henry back into his jacket.

Regina returned with Violet's father by her side, and as they approached, Violet's figure was revealed behind them. Henry was speechless, and reddened when Emma pretended to whip his chin and close his mouth. They pretended to slap each other's hands away like two of the Stooges might.

Regina shot them a glare and the parted. Henry turned and grabbed a box from a table behind them and went to Violet. Opening it to reveal a small wrist corsage. Both teenagers blushed at each other.

"Oh! Pictures! You two stand on the stairs." Regina insisted and the teenagers obliged.

"Thank you for driving them to the dance, Sir Morgan." Regina turned to the tall burly man.

"Please, call me John. And it's not a problem at all. I am a chaperone anyhow." He shot Henry a serious stare. "Don't you worry. I'll keep an eye on him."

Henry smiled nervously and smiled. Emma bit the side of her thumb in order to not laugh at her son.

"Let's get going, kids." He motioned for the teenagers. He gave a slight bow to the other two, "Ladies."

With the door shut and everyone gone, Emma encircled Regina in her arms and began kissing her neck.

"So… wanna go back and make out on the couch again?" Emma whispered in her ear.

"Mmmm… how about we break in a different room this time?" Regina said with a mischievous smile.

"Ooo… I'm down for that." Emma smiled wide. "Want to make out in your Kitchen?"

"Nooo…" Regina took a couple steps back. She lifted her hands and was engulfed in purple smoke. When the magic cleared, Regina was dressed in a sexy deep purple nighty. "I was thinking something else."

Emma's jaw was on the floor, unable to put words together and speak.

Regina took pity and cupped the Savior's cheek and kissed her gently.

Emma's eyes refocused and blinked. She shook her head and asked softly, "Are you sure?"

Regina simply kissed her again. This time putting a little more demand into it. Emma's knee's buckled slightly.

"Does that answer your question?"

"Yeah. Yup. Sure does. Yes. Got it." Emma stammered.

"But first…" Regina moved out of her arms. "You're going to have to find me." She said as she disappeared in a cloud of purple.

"Evil teasing woman." Emma mumbled under her breath as she began removing her boots before heading up the stairs yelling, "Marco!"

THE END

A/N: For anyone not familiar with the game referenced at the end, cause I know people who never played it growing up. It's a swimming pool game of hide and seek where one person has their eyes closed and yells out MARCO, while the others in the pool yell POLO! I yell it out in the house when I can't find my wife right away. : )