A/N: Here it is the last chapter! Thank you so much to everyone who has stuck around since the beginning. All your kind words continued to give me motivation to write this story. Also, many thanks to my amazing beta Mjeeby, she has done a fantastic job and super fun to talk to as well! Enjoy the last chapter and please let me know what you think! And be on the look out for a new multi chapter fic and possible one shot in the near future!

The weeks following Neal's and my first date were chaotic. The house that Snow and David picked out was perfect of course, but there was still a lot to be done before we could officially move in. For such a small apartment, the four of us had gathered a lot of stuff that all needed to be packed up. Plus we needed to buy more furniture for the much larger space, not to mention painting and redecorating everything.

I had no idea how much went into moving into a new house until now. Sure I had moved around a lot, but it was always small apartments that were just big enough for Henry and I. Plus I had never really unpacked all our things, anyway knowing it wouldn't be too long until we were off again.

Due to all the insanity Neal and I hadn't had time to talk about where we stood. I was able to squeeze in a few more dates with him and I often sent Henry over to him when he was in the way, but we hadn't had the opportunity to sit down and discuss everything that we needed to.

Today was the official moving day for the family. We had been making many trips over to the new house, moving boxes of things we didn't need, but today was the final haul.

Everyone had come over to the apartment to help move the boxes and final pieces of furniture, which made the whole process run smoothly and faster than if it was just the four of us.

When the last of the bigger boxes had been loaded into the truck David and Henry headed off to the new house. Snow and I were left with the final task of searching the apartment to make sure that nothing was forgotten.

"This is weird, seeing the place so empty." I said looking around the empty loft.

"I know, it looks so much bigger now." Snow agreed coming to stand next to me.

"This was the first place I ever really considered home. Even with Henry any place we lived was only temporary, but here was the first time I actually wanted to stay and earned the right to be called home."

Snow pulled me into her arms, no words needed to be said. We both knew that this place was more than just an apartment. It was where Henry, Mary Margaret, and I first started to get to know one another and turned us into a real family.

"Come on, we better go before the boys start unpacking everything without our guidance." Snow laughed.

We walked down the stairs together one final time and I was about to get into my bug when I saw Neal.

"What are you doing back here?" I asked, he had been helping with the moving and thought he would still be over at the new house.

"I wanted to talk to you." He explained in a serious tone.

"I'll meet you at the house." Snow said and got into her car before I could argue.

"What's up?" I asked slightly nervous, I had no idea what kind of talk this was going to be.

"I have something to give you." Neal stated and pulled out a small box from his jacket pocket.

"You couldn't give it to me at the house?"

"I wanted to do it in private."

I shot him a confused looking as I took the box from his hands. I pulled open the top to see a key lying inside.

"Why did you give me a key to the old apartment?" I asked even more confused than before.

"Because your old apartment is now my new apartment."

"Are you serious?"

Neal nodded his head yes, "Snow knew I was looking for a place and told me she wanted to keep the apartment in the family."

"You living in my old apartment and giving me back my key doesn't mean anything."

"I know."

"We can't go back to what we used to be, and not just because of Henry. There is still a lot we need to work out between us and we've both changed since then. And I can't let myself get hurt like that again."

"I know."

I was about to give him another reason when Neal's lips crashed into mine. Instantly I started kissing him back all my worries thrown out the window. Maybe I was over thinking things and immediately worrying about what could go wrong. Right now with his lips moving with mine all I could think about was how well we were together and how simple our relationship was. It really was only about him and me, and nothing else mattered other than our happiness.

"Yes!" a voice cheered in the background causing us to break apart.

We both turned towards the source, our cheeks turning bright red when we saw our son standing in front of us.

"Henry what are you doing here?" I asked trying to hide my embarrassment.

"I was bored." He explained, the smile never leaving his face.

"Do your grandparents know where you are?" Neal asked, at least he was able to control his emotions and recover from being caught to act like a responsible parent. Then again we weren't doing much to hide what we were doing since we were still wrapped up in each other's arms.

The kid nodded his head yes, "So does this mean that you two are back together?"

There it was, the question I knew was coming. I stood there in silence unsure of how to answer our son. Neal wasn't helping much either. He was looking at me with the same wondering expression as Henry, leaving the decision in my hands.

"I guess it does kid." I finally answered though I was looking at his father.

Neal gave me his biggest smile and I couldn't help but smile back. It was finally official, we were in an actual relationship again and not just some form of complicated pent up feelings for each other.

"Yes!" Henry cheered again and ran straight towards us.

Neal was quick to react and lifted our son into his arms. I wrapped my arms around my boys happy with my decision, and not just because of my son's reaction. As soon as the words left my mouth, I knew that this was the way my life was supposed to be.

It had been a long road filled with many ups and down, but we were where we were supposed to be. Wrapped up in each other's arms in the middle of the street, we were finally a family.