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A/N:: here you go. SwanQueen fluffy wedding as requested. don't knock on the vows, that's all i ask. a small part of them were taken from actual vows and then i just modified them to fit my purposes. warning in advance, after the wedding there is a five year jump, so prepare for that. surprise ending, prepare for that as well. besides that, enjoy and review.

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This was the moment. Emma stood before the doors. She could hear the music on the other side, the faint sounds of laughter and idle conversation between the guests. In a second they would all grow silent. Their eyes would move to the doors. To her. And she felt…still. There was no nervousness. She was calm, and happy. The only other thought in her mind was Regina. She was kept away until the moment she was to walk down the aisle. Emma had yet to see her in her dress, and it was the only thing that intruded on her calm.

The doors opened and her mother walked forth, carrying the baby. Cora, obviously right at home with all eyes on her, just like her other mom, smiled and giggled, playing the crowd like a fiddle.

Two can play that game, junior. Emma thought as the music changed, her cue. James held out his arm to her and she gladly took it, walking slowly into the hall, smiling as gasps rang from every corner. When she was a child she had never really dreamt of being a Princess. Princesses didn't really live in group homes and wear secondhand clothes. They weren't deposited on the side of the highway by some King and Queen. They were regal and well spoken, they had hobbies like croquet and fox-hunting, fancy things like that. Regina, she was the royalty type. Her, however, she was far from it. She was clumsy and awkward and she liked to play pool with strangers in seedy bars. She was street smart and she had a mouth like a sailor. Nowhere in this world did she fit in.

Her father brought her to the altar and with a kiss to her forehead, took his place beside her mother and daughter. And then there she was, Regina, standing at the head of the aisle, on the arm of their son, looking the happiest Emma had ever seen her. And, Emma felt she should amend herself: looking at Regina, she saw exactly where she fit.

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"You ready, mom?" Henry held out his arm to her.

She took it with a smile, trying to hold back a fresh wave of tears. She had promised herself she would not cry in front of all these people. "Shall we?"

He grinned. "Let's do this."

They stepped into the hall, and everyone's breath caught, whether from the fear they still harbored towards her or otherwise, she didn't know, nor did she care. There was only one person who had her attention, and that was the Princess. Emma looked more glorious than she could ever have imagined. Her dress was gorgeous enough, hugging her tightly on top and flowing out into a full skirt on bottom. Her hair had been left down, not messed with in the slightest, which is how Regina had always preferred it anyway. It wasn't typical for weddings, but it was so Emma that it made her smile softly. A tiara was perched perfectly atop her golden waves, the only ornament she allowed to confirm her title. There was something in her eyes that almost made Regina lose it. She'd never been looked at that way before by anyone but her children, a look of pure, untainted adoration. Her heart felt so full she was sure it would burst.

Henry led her to the front until she was standing right next to Emma. She bent down and he kissed her cheek before scooting off to James's side.

Regina righted herself and held out her hand to Emma. The blonde seized it without hesitation.

The Blue Fairy cleared her throat. "We are gathered here today in the site of all residents of the Enchanted Forest to unite two souls which once were lost but have now found direction in each other. Good people of our kingdom, stand witness to the testimonials of our dear Princess and her chosen mate as they proclaim their devotion of each other." She turned her sparkling eyes on Emma. "Princess."

Emma hadn't bothered to look away from Regina the whole time. She had always expected, especially with how crazy she'd been while planning the wedding, that she'd be all over the map with her feelings. But she wasn't. She felt… calm.

"Regina." She smiled, briefly pausing her speech. That name had never felt so good rolling off her tongue. "Never in my life have I felt as if there was somewhere I belonged. I've never had a home that felt like it fit. I've spent my whole life searching for this place to call my own. Then, I met you, and I found it. It wasn't something that happened instantly, like I always expected it to be, but when you told me you loved me for the first time, I knew I'd found home." She squeezed the hands she was holding. "I've seen your heart; I see it every time you hold our daughter or you look at our son. I see your heart and…" For the first time she felt tears starting to sting the back of her eyes, but she refused to let them fall, not until she'd finished her vows at least. "And I know that's where I fit, that's where I belong. I found my place."

The Blue Fairy turned her sparkling eyes and smiling face on Regina, her smile only losing a couple watts in the process. "Lady Regina."

"Emma. I've made so many mistakes in my life, more than I think I'll ever be able to make up for. I've stolen hearts, I've done my best to ruin people's happiness. There are many things I've gotten wrong. But you, Princess, you were one thing I got right. You broke through every barrier I put up around myself. You were stubborn, and persistent, and you got past the walls. You look at me and I feel invincible, like, in your eyes, I can do and be so much more than I ever dreamed. You look at me and all the evil just melts away. You see the good and I've never had that before. You've given me all the things I hold most precious. I'd have nothing if it weren't for you. I love you so much and for the first time, I can't wait for the rest of my life. Instead of the past, I'm looking towards my future…," Regina smiled, feeling her own eyes fighting back the tears as a solitary one loosened itself from the corner of Emma's eye and trailed down the Princess' cheek. She broke hold of her hand to reach up and gently wipe it away with her thumb. "Because I know that's where you'll be."

The Blue Fairy looked between the two women whose eyes had only been for each other from the moment they entered the room, her smile more genuine than it'd been the entire ceremony. "Friends! You have heard the proclamations of these two women, spoken before all, so that you may bear witness. Is there anyone among you who feels that these vows have been untrue? Speak now or let this union be binding."

Emma tensed for the first time and she felt the stiffness in Regina's arms as well. This was the true test. Their parts had been easy. The floor was now open to public opinion and they were both aware that Regina's approval rating still wasn't as high as it could be.

After several moments of drawn out silence, a small eternity, or so it seemed to Emma, no one spoke up.

The Blue Fairy beamed. "Princess Emma, your ring?"

Emma smiled and took the ring offered to her by Henry, who had been entrusted with both the brides' rings. She slid the ring onto Regina's finger. "I give you this ring as a symbol of my promise made here today."

The Blue Fairy looked to the brunette.

Regina also retrieved her ring from their son. She slipped it onto Emma's finger with shaking hands. "I give you this ring as a symbol of my promise made here today."

The Blue Fairy looked out to the audience. "You have all just bore witness to the vows of Princess Emma and Lady Regina made to each other here. May their union be blessed, always, and may the light favor them, now and forever." She sprinkled a little bit of fairy dust over the newlyweds.

A cheer went up through the crowd and Emma looked to the Blue Fairy. "Can I kiss her now?"

The Blue Fairy nodded, her curls bouncing.

Emma stepped up to Regina, pressing their bodies together, her mouth hovering an inch from the brunette's for the briefest moment before she closed the distance and they shared their first kiss as a married couple.

As guests started moving out towards the reception area at James's behest, Regina entwined her hand with Emma's and led the way over to Snow. She held her arm out for their daughter and Snow handed her over. Cora giggled happily and buried her face in the nape of the brunette's neck.

Henry grabbed Emma's free hand and they all walked out hand in hand towards their waiting audience.

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Emma snuck up behind Regina where she sat and leaned down near her ear. "You look like you have something on your mind." She wrapped her arms around the brunette's neck. "Care to share with the class?"

Regina smiled. "I was just thinking… we've come a long way. If you would have asked me the night you drove into Storybrooke, where we'd be in eighteen months, I would not have said here. I would have laughed in your face that you were even entertaining the idea that I'd allow you to hang around that long. Yet, somehow, here we are." She turned her head slightly until their faces were mere inches apart. "I still don't know why you chose me."

Emma came around before the brunette and sat down in her lap. "When I first felt Cora kick, all I could think about was getting to you. I wanted you to be the first one to know. Don't you remember how I just burst into your office? I ran the whole way from the station." She bit her lip and smiled at the memory. "That was the first time I realized that I felt a whole lot more than I originally anticipated."

"That was the first time you loved me you mean?"

Emma smiled, the smallest hint of a blush colouring her neck. "That may have been when I realized I was in love with you, but… I have a feeling I've loved you my entire life."

Regina was about to respond when Henry skipped up. He held out a hand to the blonde. "May I have this dance?"

Emma grinned and placed her hand in his. "Sure kid." She glanced over her shoulder and flashed Regina a huge grin as Henry pulled her off towards the dance floor.

Regina watched Emma and Henry as they managed to awkwardly dance. The height difference was a problem, but Emma was good at making it look as if it were the most natural thing ever.

"Was she this happy in your other world?" Snow sat down in the chair next to Regina.

Regina glanced at Snow before her eyes shifted back to Emma and their son. "There were times when she was unhappy. It was a… complicated place. Happiness wasn't so… defined. People could be very happy one moment and very sad the next."

"Do you think she misses it?"

Regina nodded. "There are times where she does. She grew up there. This is all new for her. Four months here can't erase the twenty nine years there."

"Do you miss it?"

Regina chuckled dryly. "No. The only good thing I ever got from that world was my family and now, they're here."

Snow nodded.

Regina sighed, not wanting the silence to stretch on. Snow was trying, that much was obvious. Maybe it was about time she try too. "If I could go back, and repeat it all over again, I can't say I would do all things differently." She nodded towards her wife and son. "I have everything that I do because of those awful things. So I wouldn't have done many things differently. But I'd like to think, maybe, I might not blame you so much the second time around."

A small smile lifted the corner of Snow White's mouth. "Yeah you would." She looked at Regina. "But, oddly enough, I'm okay with knowing that. I still have my life, and my heart, and any unhappiness I may have suffered at your hands bought that look on her face." Snow White beamed at the look of pure joy on Emma's face. "And that's a price I'd pay over and over again."

Regina saw James, swaying on the dance floor, apparently by himself, until he angled towards her and she saw his dance partner was her own daughter. In that moment, she understood exactly what Snow meant. She'd suffer unspeakable things if it meant one day Cora could look as happy as Emma did. And that was something she knew her own mother never would have done for her. But she had always known, good or evil, she was destined to be greater than her mother.

"She has Emma's eyes, but I see the pieces of you in her too." Snow White followed Regina's gaze to the infant cradled in her husband's arms. "Emma told me her father was the Huntsman you hired to deliver my heart to you, but the only thing I don't see is pieces of him."

Regina frowned. "You wouldn't."

"Why would you say that?" Snow raised a brow.

"Because he's not the father."

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"May I cut in?" Regina smiled down at Henry.

He looked at Emma for a moment before nodding. He glanced over at where James was still dancing Cora around. "There's another Princess that needs my attention anyway. No offense mom."

Emma chuckled. "None taken."

Henry rushed off towards his grandfather and sister. Emma turned to Regina. She wrapped her arms around the brunette's neck and Regina's arms slid their way around her waist. They pressed together closer than the song really deemed necessary, but they were the newlyweds, and on this particular night, they could get away with it.

"How does it feel?"

Regina raised an eyebrow, but smiled. "How does what feel?"

"Being married, again. There's been a couple hours for it to sink in."

"Ah." Regina nodded. She kissed Emma's cheek softly. "It feels like it should have the first time."

Emma beamed. "You married into royalty, you know." She glanced up in the direction of her own tiara, though she couldn't see it, she felt it.

Regina laughed softly. "I seem to be good at that."

Emma smiled against Regina's shoulder. She was amazed at how calm she was at the mention of King Leopold. More than anything, she had been apprehensive of that while planning the wedding. It probably contributed most to her anxiety. She had wanted it to be grand like Regina's first wedding, but not reminiscent of it. She knew Regina hadn't been in love with Leopold, but it didn't change that Emma had been feeling the pressure of making this marriage better than Regina's first. But, oddly enough, she felt none of that now.

"How are you feeling, now that you're a married woman?" Regina nuzzled her neck.

Emma smiled. She gazed up into Regina's eyes, her head still resting on the brunette's shoulder. "I feel… still. Complete and utter stillness."

Regina grinned.

Emma's brow furrowed and she lifted her head so she could stare at Regina head on. "What is it?"

"It's nothing."

"Gina!"

Regina's grin faltered. "It's our daughter."

Emma frowned. "Excuse me?"

"Cora, she has you under a spell."

Emma stilled their dancing. "But that's impossible. Neither Graham, nor I are magical. I thought it was inherited, or had to be bestowed by…" Emma pulled out of Regina's embrace. She bit her lip. Her brain was firing off warnings and telling her she should be feeling angry or hurt or upset, but she couldn't feel them. She glanced over at Cora, contentedly being swayed in her brother's embrace.

Emma reached out and grabbed Regina's hand. "We're going for a walk." She didn't wait for an answer, just pulled Regina through the crowd. Everyone they passed just thought the young lovers were trying to escape the crowd to be alone together and they let them go with knowing smiles.

Emma led them away from the dance floor and down the sloping path toward the shoreline. Once the music and sounds of the crowd where far behind them, a distant sparkle back up the hill, Emma dropped Regina's hand.

"Em…"

"Don't Em me!" Now that there was space between her and her daughter, she could feel the bonds of the spell weakening. She pressed her anger against those bonds and felt them give. Then she immediately wished they were still there. It was her wedding day and she could feel pain starting to devour all the good she'd been feeling. "How does she know magic? Is this Graham's doing? Did he make a deal with Mr. Gold?"

Regina shook her head. "No… Graham… he's not the father."

Emma laughed hollowly. "I think I know who has been between my legs and who hasn't! As much as you may have liked to think of me as some sort of tramp before we got together, I was not some whore with a sign that says permanently open for business over her crotch! Graham is the only person it can be! I didn't sleep with anyone in Storybrooke but him! Well, and you, but that was after I was pregnant and besides, it's impossible."

Regina got very quiet.

Emma's face fell. "Regina?"

"It was a spell. It's complicated. Graham was just the vessel. It was my essence, he was just the means to deposit it."

"You got me pregnant? Don't you think it is proper etiquette to ask a woman before you take possession of her uterus for nine months?" Emma couldn't decide whether she was more angry or more upset.

"He was supposed to sleep with me! I wanted a child of my own, one that was all me! The spell had an incubation period of a couple days… How was I to know you'd get to him before I did?"

Emma felt her retort die on her lips. She felt it in the pit of her stomach and it traveled up, gaining momentum until the laugh exploded from between her lips.

Regina looked taken aback.

"I'm sorry." Emma managed in between fits of laughter. "It's just… for all extensive purposes, you are the father of our child! You!"

"I fail to see what is so amusing about this Miss Swan." Regina crossed her arms, looking every bit her old mayoral self.

Emma stepped up to Regina, grabbing her arms and prying them apart. She stepped into the circle of the brunette's arms and wrapped them around herself. "You don't find it just a little bit funny?"

Regina shook her head. "You're disappointed."

Emma shook her head. She leaned forward and placed several kisses along Regina's jaw line. "I wish you would have told me. I don't want you to keep stuff from me. But as for Cora's, albeit slightly confusing, parentage, I couldn't be happier."

"Really?" Regina tried to fight back the smile, afraid it wasn't warranted.

Emma nodded. "And it's good to know that if I want another one… you owe me rent payments to my womb for nine months."

Regina let her smile creep in this time. "You'd want another one?"

Emma shrugged. "As long as I'm not the one carrying it this time, I wouldn't object. But," she looked at Regina sternly, "they're will be no 'vessel'. We'll work on that spell for as long as we need to until it's just you and me and our Y-less chromosomes."

Regina nodded. "We'll work on it; we've got time."

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-5 Years Later-

"Mommy! Mommy!" Little Cora chased her mother down the corridor, the skirts of her dressing gown flapping around her as she tried to catch up.

Regina turned and smiled as she saw the little girl running after her. Her dark hair, an mirror of Regina's own, fell in loose waves around her small face. Emma's eyes stared up at her from Cora's face. The five year old held up her arms and Regina picked her up, hefting her easily up into her arms.

Their bond had only grown in the past five years as Regina taught her to hone her magical abilities. Henry had grown to be Emma's constant companion as she spent her days teaching him to sword fight, with the King assisting of course. But not Cora. Even through her pregnancy and the birth of their third child, a daughter, with soft blonde hair and stormy brown eyes, every bit as fair as her older sister, that Emma had named Brooke, after the placed they'd met. Cora had been Regina's shadow. And the former Evil Queen would be lying if she claimed that she didn't love every single moment of it.

"Take me with you?" The little girl laid her head on Regina's shoulder and gave her the puppy dog eyes. It was the woman's biggest weakness. How could she resist that pout, especially with those eyes?

Regina smiled at the little girl, carrying her down the corridor towards her bed chamber. She was going to visit Maleficent at the Forbidden Fortress. It was only for one night but it was the first time her daughter had been without her and Emma both overnight. "Next time, darling." She kissed the top of the little girl's dark hair.

As she placed her back into her bed, Emma appeared in the doorway, carrying four year old Brooke.

"Hey, someone tried a stowaway attempt."

Regina grinned. "Seems we had two of those."

Emma carried their younger daughter in and set her down on the bed with her older sister. "How about if you girls keep each other company, just for tonight while we're away? That way, it won't seem so lonely and before you know it, we'll be back and we can all go riding out to visit Uncle Grumpy and his brothers."

Brooke's face lit up. Little spitfire that she was, she loved terrorizing Grumpy. And though the cantankerous dwarf would never admit it, his face always lit up whenever they brought the little blonde around.

Cora, the much more dignified of the two, only nodded solemnly.

Someone clearing their throat behind them caused all four ladies to look over to the door, where sixteen year old Henry was looking at them expectantly. "You better get on or it'll be too late."

Emma looked towards her wife. "Shall we My Queen?"

Regina smiled. She leaned down and gave each of their daughter's a kiss on the forehead. "Good night, sweet ones. Cora, I want you to look out for your sister for us, okay? Promise me."

"I promise Mommy."

Regina beamed down at her daughter before taking the hand Emma held out to her and letting the blonde lead her from the room.

The second the door closed, Regina turned to Henry. "I expect you to look after them Henry. Protect them."

"Regina, honey, we're going to be gone one night. I think you have more separation anxiety than they do at this point. Sweetheart, they'll all be fine. You know there's wards all over this place. No one can get in except family. They're safe."

Regina looked about to argue but finally nodded. But when Emma turned to lead the way down the corridor, Regina shot Henry a meaningful look.

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Cora eyes shot open in the darkness of the room. She sensed it, though she saw nothing. Power. There was power here. She looked at Brooke. The smaller girl was wide awake beside her, looking slightly frightened. She had sensed it too. The air around them seemed to be crackling with it.

Fear gripped her heart, but she sat up anyway. She had to protect her sister. She had promised, and a proper lady always keeps her promises.

"Very good, dear, you have courage. That is useful."

A whoosh of sound filled the air and several orbs of light seemed to free float in the space above the bed.

Cora made out an older woman, her dress black and bright red. She was smiling at them with blood red lips. There was something familiar about her though Cora could never remember having seen her before.

"Who are you?" It was Brooke who spoke and Cora glared at her. They weren't supposed to speak to strangers.

"Why, dear, I'm your grandmother."

Brooke shook her head, her blonde locks swinging back and forth. "Nuh-uh. Grandma Snow is."

The woman frowned. "Yes, well, she's Emma's mother. But I'm Regina's mother."

Cora narrowed her eyes.

The woman turned her gaze to the older daughter. "My name is Cora too. Did your mother ever tell you that?"

Cora shook her head, her eyes still narrowed, though her stare wasn't as intense. Cora had picked up Emma's talent for detecting lies. So far, this woman hadn't lied to them. Maybe she could be trusted. After all, she knew there was magic around the palace that prevented anyone magic that wasn't family from entering.

"I want to take you girls somewhere with me. I know your mommies are always leaving you behind. But I know better. You're big girls and I think it's about time you had an adventure."

Brooke was getting out of the bed before Cora could reach out and grab her.

The older Cora smiled and held out a hand. "That's right sweetheart."

Brooke took the woman's hand.

Cora knew she had no choice now. She had promised to protect her sister. She slid out of bed slowly and took the woman's other extended hand. "Where are we going?"

The older Cora smiled. "To a place where nothing is as it seems. A place called Wonderland."

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A/N:: so, as you can see, i left it way open there. need everyone's opinion on whether i should develop a sequel or just continue writing it on this one, do maybe five more chapters or so, or just let it end there. opinions? thoughts? all are appreciated. let me know.