A/N: SURPRISE EPILOGUE! Lol. I hope you all enjoy this little fluffy snippet of their future life together. Feel free to leave a review! Now, this story is officially complete! Enjoy! Follow me on Tumblr you guys! My Tumblr link is in my profile.

8 years later….

"Emma, quit it!" Regina squeals out as I tickle her relentlessly. I smile mischeviously as I intensify the tickling, moving my hands from her sides, to the most ticklish part of her—her neck. She squeals even louder as my fingers begin tickling under her neck, her feet kicking wildly, while her arms flail haphazardly above her, trying to use her arms as a shield to block my attacks; but failing miserably. "If you don't stop this instant, I will withhold sex from you!" She rasps out between giggles, causing a halt to my movements. I stare at her, wide-eyed and unblinking.

"Y-you wouldn't actually do that over tickling, would you?" I ask fearfully, slowly moving away from her. She catches her breath, her face flushed, and a small smirk making its way across her lips. I watch as she pushes herself into a seated position on our bed, wrapping her arms around her torso—most likely to protect herself from me, should my tickling attacks resume themselves. If she's serious about withholding sex from me, I sure as hell am not going to risk it. No amount of tickling and shrieking giggles is worth it. Nothing is. She raises a brow at me, a teasing smirk on her lips, and shrugs.

"Tickle me again and find out." She says daringly, her brow quirked in challenge. I narrow my eyes at her and stealthily move towards her on all fours; like a cheetah stalking its prey. She shrinks back against the headboard, staring at me with amused caution. I stop directly in front of her, offering her a mischievous smirk before leaping forward, jumping atop her and wrapping my arms around her. She giggles loudly and wraps her arms around my torso, while attacking my neck with sloppy, playful kisses. I giggle breathlessly, placing a kiss on the top of her head. She relaxes in my arms, her head now resting on my chest as my chin rests atop her head. "So, were you serious about withholding sex?" I ask, causing her to chuckle.

"No." She murmurs into my chest. I enjoy the feel of her body pressed against mine, her smaller, softer frame now resting snugly in my arms. I place another kiss on her head and look over to the large crib placed on the other side of our bed. From my current position, I can just barely see two tiny chests moving up and down in a slow and steady rhythm, alerting me to the fact that our children are still very much asleep.

"How is that after all of that squealing and loud giggling, those two still manage to be sound asleep?" Regina laughs softly and shrugs, lifting her head slightly to get a peek at the two tiny infants.

"They must have gotten that from me." She says quietly, a smile in her voice. "I believe that Henry managed to get your greediness for food though…the kid loves his milk. Amelia on the other hand knows when enough is enough." Regina points out sweetly, causing me to snort.

"That sounds like us, alright."

For the last 8 years, Regina and I have managed to stay together. In the beginning of our relationship, we certainly had our rough patches, and we definitely had our fair share of breaks, but ultimately, we managed to work everything out and find our way back to one another. The day Regina and I became an official couple, she promised me that she would never run away again, and she kept well on that promise. Sure, there were times when she would push me away and request to have her space, but she would, eventually, talk to me about whatever it was that caused the need for her distance in the first place. We've never gone more than a day without speaking to one another after we've fought, and we made sure to make up before either of us went to sleep. You know the whole saying about never going to bed angry? Yeah, we follow that rule.

Besides the ups and downs we've experienced during the first two years of our relationship, everything after that was pretty much smooth sailing. Sure, we still have our fair share of fights about finances, work, the kids, and everything else normal couples fight about, but our relationship and love for another is now stronger than ever. Yesterday marked our five year wedding anniversary, actually. Besides the fact that Regina and I are obviously married, living together, and have two children—which Regina gave birth to using August as a donor—we also moved back to Storybrooke. Five years ago—two months before we became officially married, we moved back to Storybrooke, where we decided to officially start our lives together. Regina took up a teaching job at Storybrooke University, and within two years, has managed to work her way up from professor to Head of the Philosophy Department. I, on the other hand, decided to become a cop, as well as a part-time journalist for the Storybrooke Enquirer. Within two years of working on the Storybrooke police force, my dad decided to appoint me as deputy sheriff. I guess things have definitely worked out for us.

"Uh oh, it looks like the silence is waking up our dear boy." Regina says in a whisper, nudging her chin towards the stretching infant, clad in a yellow onesie. I look over at our 2 month old son and smile as I see his tiny arms raised above his head, his tiny fingers wiggling around in a flexing manner. Regina rolls off of me and stands up, walking towards the crib. I take the time she's up to admire her ass, which is clad in black tights. Her ass is amazing, and childbirth definitely did wonders to it. Great wonders, I may add. I watch as she reaches into the crib, rubbing small circles on Henry's belly—which we've learned puts him to sleep. When it looks like he's fallen back into his slumber, Regina walks back over to the bed, readjusting her body into mine, her head rested on my chest with her arms splayed across my abdomen.

"Hey, don't forget to drop Henry and Amelia off at Ruby and Belle's for their play date with Trevor before you go to work tomorrow. I have to go into work extra early to get started on that shit load of paperwork on my desk." I tell Regina, who nods in response. Ruby and Belle got married 6 years ago and had their first and only child, Trevor, 6 months ago. Just like Regina and I, Ruby and Belle relocated to Storybrooke after college. Belle is now the town's librarian, and Ruby now manages Granny Lucas' diner, and like me, is also a part-time journalist.

"This is what you get for procrastinating on the paperwork portion of your job." Regina says matter-of-factly. I roll my eyes twice, once at her, and once at myself. She's right, though. If I would have known that being a sheriff would require so much paperwork, I would have probably reconsidered my career choice. But, as the sheriff of Storybrooke, it's my duty to write down all incident reports, no matter how mundane and stupid some of them are. Storybrooke is a town where the worst crime we've ever had committed here is public nudity. And unfortunately, for my eyes, as well as the eyes of all the local civilians, the person that displayed their junk for everyone to see was the town's drunk, Leroy. Fucking Leroy. Almost every call is about him…literally every incident report, minus one, that I have to fill out tomorrow, is about fucking Leroy.

"Whatever." I tell her petulantly. She lifts her head from my chest and leans forward, placing a chaste kiss to my lips. I smile down at her and tighten my arms around her shoulders, nuzzling my face into her chocolate locks.

"Sweet dreams, baby."

"Night, babe."

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"This little piggy went to Disney World, this little piggy went to the strip club, this little piggy went to the Eiffel tower, and—

"That's not even how it goes, Em." Ruby says to me as I count over Amelia's tiny toes, tickling the bottom of her feet. I roll my eyes at my best friend, aiming a large smile towards my daughter. She smiles her toothless smile at me, flashing her pink gums.

"I make up my own words! Mel loves it, don't ya Mel?" I ask the little blonde girl in a sweet voice, her familiar eyes staring back at me. She giggles cutely, reaching her hands out to touch my face, poking at my cheeks. I place a kiss on her fingers, smiling widely at my little girl. I hear shrill giggles sound from across my living room and see Belle blowing raspberries on Henry and Trevor's stomachs, causing the infants to flail around wildly. I chuckle at the sounds, feeling my heart warm with love for not only my children, but for my nephew and my best friends as well. I don't know where I'd be without them. A few seconds later, I hear the opening and closing of the front door, signaling the arrival of Regina. I stare at the entrance of the living room, waiting for my wife to enter. When she finally does, I hop up from my spot on the floor, walking over to my wife and throwing my arms around her. She giggles as I lift her off the ground, spinning us around in circles, while placing tiny kisses all over her neck.

"Nice to see you too, Swan." She mumbles into my neck, placing a chaste kiss there. I place her back down on the ground, pulling back slightly so that I can place a proper kiss on her lips. She kisses me back, deepening the kiss, only to pull back moments later when a throat is cleared behind us. Regina and I roll our eyes playfully at one another, and turn our attention to a smirking Ruby and Belle. Ruby waves awkwardly at Regina.

"Nice to see you too, sister-in-law." Ruby says with a playful roll of her eyes. Regina smiles at our friends and walks towards Ruby, wrapping her in an overly tight hug. Ruby wheezes, pushing Regina back slightly. "Why must you try to kill me with your hugs?"

"Because you keep interrupting the kisses I share with my wife." Regina replies back. She then turns towards our daughter who is on the floor where I left her, being propped up into a seated position by various pillows. Regina smiles at our little girl and walks over to her, lifting her up and balancing her on her hip. "How's my little girl doing? Did you miss mommy?" Regina says to our child in a baby voice, peppering kisses all over our little one's chubby cheeks. Amelia giggles loudly, and Regina pulls back, aiming a large smile at Mel. Regina then walks over to the pull-out couch where Belle is lying with Trevor and Henry. She sits down on the bed and leans down, placing a kiss on both Henry and Trevor's cheeks. "Hey little ones." She says softly, staring at the gassy expressions on the infants' faces with a soft smile. I watch her watching them, with a smile, and walk over to them, taking a seat next to my wife. Ruby sees this and decides to join us, not one for being left out.

"This is nice, isn't it?" Ruby says randomly, placing a kiss on Belle's lips, before lifting up their son and placing him on her lap.

"Very." Belle agrees, smiling lovingly at the sight of her wife making goofy faces at their son, causing him to giggle softly. I pick up Henry, sitting him on my lap, and place kisses on the top of his mussed up brown hair, holding my arms around his abdomen tightly, as I bounce my knees up and down, causing him to make nonsensical gurgles/giggles. Regina holds Amelia in her lap tightly, leaning over to place a quick kiss on my lips.

"So, how was work?" I ask my wife.

"Boring. You?"

"Same."

"You guys have some stimulating conversations." Ruby says sarcastically. I playfully glare at her, just as Regina rests her forehead against the side of my head.

"You're just jealous that the only thing you and Belle have to talk about is how many jellybeans you can fit in your mouth." I respond, quirking a brow in amusement.

"Touché."

"Want to play some video games?" I question, breaking the newfound silence that has descended upon us. All three adults stare at me questioningly, looking at each other in silent communication, before turning back to me and shrugging.

"Call of Duty?" Regina questions. I look at her and grin widely.

"God, you're perfect." I whisper out, causing her to chuckle and place a kiss on my lips. I jump up from my seat on the couch and hand Henry over to Belle, walking over to our television and game console.

"Get ready to get your ass handed to you."

I turn back to my wife and raise a challenging brow. "Game on."

Yup, my life is pretty much perfect. Everything that has happened with Regina has led us to this amazing life together, with our friends, our family, and our kids. I wouldn't trade this for anything in the world.