"Now, for you," Rumplestiltskin said to Daniel, opening the second ring box to reveal a blood red ruby in a gold setting. "I confess I don't have such unshakable knowledge of your fiancée as I do his. I have noticed her penchant for black, of course, but even I couldn't bring myself to create a black engagement ring."

"Of course not," Daniel answered instantly, lifting the ring out of its box and looking it over as he said, "She needs something different anyway. Something that isn't so much… the Evil Queen."

"But she is the queen," Rumple pointed out.

"Yes, she is the queen; she is not, however, the one to endow her with the title of 'Evil Queen'. That's not who she wants to be; she wants to do better for her son's sake, and I intend to help her do that. A black ring wouldn't have helped matters. I like this one though; I'll take it. Is it the same price as the captain's?"

Rumplestiltskin considered that, and opened his mouth to say that he would take a lower price when Belle spoke up, saying, "Half price for you and Regina… since you're new in town."

Daniel beamed as he looked between Rumplestiltskin and Belle, thanking them before he took the ring and left.

Rumple raised his eyebrows and turned to his wife, repeating a little sarcastically, "'Since you're new in town'?"

"What?" Belle shrugged all too innocently. "I like him."

"Someone who's willing to help their true love get better for their son's sake;" Rumple deadpanned, walking to Belle and pulling her into his arms, Arabella and all as he asked knowingly, "What's not to like?"

"I love you, Rumple," Belle coaxed.

Rumplestiltskin grinned, not at all offended as she obviously thought he might be as he replied, "And I love you, my beautiful Belle."

Suddenly the door to the shop flew open and Bae burst in declaring jubilantly, "I survived!"

Rumple bit back a laugh as Belle stepped away from him and asked Bae curiously, "Survived what?"

"Asking David for his blessing – and I only had to threaten to take his tongue to get it."

"You did what?!" Belle gasped.

Bae rushed to assure her, "Just kidding! That one was just a quip… Mom."

It was Rumplestiltskin's turn to be surprised as he asked, "What did you just call her?"

"Mom," Bae and Belle said at the same time, and Belle went on to say only, "He and I had quite the time together when you were in your vault. I daresay we even got a little close during that time."

"Of course we did," Bae said with a soft smile for her, coming up to wrap one arm around Belle's shoulders as he added teasingly, "Which is why I am deeply insulted that I haven't even gotten a hug from you yet."

"I'm sorry," Belle apologized, leaning obligingly into Bae's side as she said, "But you'll understand when I say that I got a little distracted pretty quickly back at Granny's."

"Of course," Bae continued to tease her with a grin. "As soon as there's a new baby in the house, it's out with the old and in with the new."

"You know that's not true," Belle objected, hitting him lightly on the arm.

"As a matter of fact," Rumple spoke up. "A wise young woman told me just earlier today that 'having two people fill the same position isn't needing one person half as much as you would've without that second person, it's being twice as lucky, having twice as much love given to you, not having two people you love halfway' – and I think that can apply to having two children. Speaking of children – what did David say?"

"I'm still alive, remember? He gave me his blessing – and he did look especially pleased that 'I'd' thought to ask him for it."

"Thank you for doing that, Bae," Rumple said, grinning at his boy.

"How did it go with Hook and Daniel?"

"Fine; they found rings."

"Does that mean that you have one for me and Emma?"

"I can have in a moment," Rumple declared, asking, "Do you want me to make what Henry drew?"

Bae brought the drawing out of his pocket and handed it to his father. Rumple smoothed out the slightly crumpled sketch and looked at it before waving his hand over the counter and leaving behind a ring box. Bae curiously snapped the lid open to look down at the understated gold ring with a sparkling, clear diamond.

"Henry's right about the fact that Emma wouldn't want something flashy, but this is kind of… plain," Bae commented.

Rumplestiltskin considered the ring for a second before he muttered "perhaps…" as he passed his hand over the ring box. The ring suddenly had twin strands of gold and silver winding together up to the diamond that was surrounded by four tiny, equally-spaced opals. "Better?" father inquired of son.

Bae nodded, eagerly tucking the box into his pocket as he said, "Thanks, Papa."

"Anything for my children," Rumple murmured before asking, "Does this mean that you're going to go hunt down Emma now?"

"Do you mind?" Bae asked nervously.

"Go," Rumplestiltskin said, waving him towards the door.

Belle grinned, adding helpfully, "She's at the sheriff's station; I'm pretty sure she's waiting for you."

Bae smiled at that and jogged obediently out the door as Rumple moved to put his arm back around Belle's shoulders while she asked, "Am I the only one who thinks that this is a happily ever after in the making?"

Rumple watched Bae through the shop window, one arm around Belle as his other hand ran absently through Arabella's hair, answering softly with a smile on his face, "Not at all, dearest."

"Emma?"

Sitting on the couch in the sheriff's station, Henry saw his mom – Mama now? – jump when his father's voice echoed down through the hallway.

"We're in here!" Gramps called out, but Henry didn't miss that flicker of something-like-pain that crossed through his eyes. Turning back to Mama, Gramps said, "I am here for my shift now, Emma; you just got Baelfire back. Take him and Henry and go do something – make family memories."

"That's what I had in mind too," Papa said, sticking his head into the room and allowing the rest of his body to soon follow. "The making memories part, I mean."

Henry grinned, suddenly realizing what was about to happen as Mama looked at Gramps and said reluctantly, "Are you sure, Dad?"

"Don't give me a chance to change my mind," Gramps deadpanned.

At that, Henry scrambled off the couch, grabbed his backpack, and took both of his parents by the hands, dragging them out of the station for fear that Gramps actually meant it.

"Hey, slow down, kid!" Emma objected as Henry continued to run with them – now going towards the troll bridge. "I have my car back at the station, you know."

"A walk is good," Henry said, slowing down but making sure they kept going.

"Why?" Mama asked.

Henry looked at her pointedly as the bridge came into view, answering, "To give someone time to compose his thoughts."

"'Thoughts'?" Emma repeated in confusion.

Henry grinned, slipping his hands out of his parents' grips only to put their hands together. Winking at his dad, Henry bounded off a few paces and settled on the edge of the bridge, digging a large sketchpad out of his backpack, legs swinging off the edge of the bridge as he brought out a pencil and began to sketch the proposal happening before his very eyes.

This picture, he realized – this picture was one that he wanted to show Grandma Milah. After all, who wouldn't want to see a family's happily ever after in progress?

Ta-da! There you have it! Thus the story ends. Hopefully you guys enjoyed it; thanks for reading!:)