When Hook and Milah showed up a little less than an hour later, at the time Regina had actually appointed, all the objections had been hashed out, the issues had been smoothed over, and an actual plan had been decided upon.

"Wait a bloody minute here!" Killian said loudly when Emma had finished explaining the situation. "You want us to do what tomorrow?"

"Meet Zelena at Golden Blends," David replied evenly. "All of those who are here with Zelena, Jefferson, and Grace. Mary Margaret already called Kathryn, who's assured us she'll keep the place empty for us. It's neutral territory – leaning towards our turf – which we want, and that makes it a good place to start making peace with Zelena, which we also want."

"Why?" Milah bit out acidly. Contrary to what Rumplestiltskin had assumed, Kathryn and Killian had told her more about what the town's occupants had been put through then he thought they had. Zelena had easily been one of the bigger topics they'd discussed, and she knew enough to be nervous at her return.

"For Henry and Grace," Rumplestiltskin spoke up from where he'd been silently observing them from the other side of the room. "Zelena's becoming important to Grace, and I want to honor that since she's eventually going to become a part of the family."

Milah stood there for a long second, just staring at him, before she bit out, "If this gets you or our son killed, I'll consider it on your head."

"Isn't that what you say about everything that goes wrong?" he asked before he could stop himself.

"Guys!" Bae jumped in immediately, saying a little desperately, "You've gotten along fine for three years; don't let Zelena start tearing this family apart when she's not even in the same room as us yet! Can we please," his sweeping gaze fell in turn to Killian, Belle, Rumplestiltskin, and Milah as he spoke, "Just agree to all watch out for each other tomorrow – not just for safety's sake, but so that we don't let each other lose our tempers? This really does sound like it's going to be important to Grace."

"And me!" Henry spoke up, knowing that if Grace couldn't get to them, he could. "So please let's just attempt to make Aunt Zelena feel… not hated? Can we do that?"

People slowly nodded all around the room, and Belle muttered for them all, "We'll try our hardest."

"Don't be nervous," Grace coaxed, tugging Zelena's hand so that she'd get out of Jefferson's vehicle. "Henry said that they all swore they'd behave, if nothing else because they love me," she smiled her brightest. "And I love you."

"You're sure they won't kill me?" Zelena muttered, allowing Grace to pull her to the door of the coffee shop as Jefferson's calming touch landed in the small of her back.

"Not in front of your sister, true love, or child," Grace answered evenly as they stepped over the threshold. She looked towards the dozen people splayed in groups throughout the room as she asked, "Right, guys?"

"Of course," Regina said evenly, standing to go and wrap her sister in a hug. "You'll be fine," she whispered in her ear before leading her over to a table where she was already sitting with Daniel.

Jefferson trailed behind the two sisters as Grace headed towards the bar where Henry was sitting with Bae and Emma. "How are you?" Henry inquired softly, dropping a kiss onto her cheek as she sat down between him and Bae.

"Good."

"How's Aunt Zelena?"

"She'll be fine as long as she survives this," Grace muttered honestly.

"What about you?" Bae asked, eyeing her.

"What about me?"

"Are you going to be fine?"

"So long as everyone I care about survives this," Grace sighed.

"They will," Emma told her. "I trust everyone here to behave for you two."

And they all did – surpassed the teens' expectations even. The Charmings and Golds weren't friends with Zelena – or even Jefferson – by the end of the visit, but they had reached an unspoken truce for Henry's and Grace's sakes.

The two of them weren't naïve; they knew that was the best that they could hope for, but they'd gotten that best case scenario. They'd been working since the breaking of the first curse to get everyone to get along – the job had gotten easier for awhile, sure – they could work hard for it now that Zelena was here too.

"So we're all actually sitting here agreeing that it's time to move on?" Regina asked in surprise, eyebrows raised like she couldn't believe how smoothly this was happening – none of them could, really, but they weren't stupid enough to question it.

"I guess so," Bae shrugged, casting a side-glance towards the two thrilled teens.

"How nice for you all," a new voice drawled from the doorway.

Half the room jumped up from their seats in surprise as Kathryn snapped, "I locked the door when the last person came in; would you like to tell me how you got in here?"

A hung-over-looking Will Scarlet proudly held up a lock pick, declaring, "I need tonic, Milah."

"A tonic for a bloody hangover from a coffee shop?" Killian snorted. "That's not exactly on the menu, mate."

"But your wife pities me enough to do it anyway," Will muttered, going to prop his elbows on the counter beside Grace.

"Plus he pays double for it," Milah declared, rolling her eyes as she placed the glass down in front of him. "So we don't complain."

Will slapped bills down on the counter and swallowed a gulp of what he'd been given, gagging at the acrid taste. "Thanks."

"Don't mention it," Milah muttered seriously.

"How many times has he had to come in here drunk for you to actually start offering him that?" Bae asked his mother under his breath.

Milah shook her head, looking caught between pity – because she absolutely understood the draw of alcohol – and annoyance – because there was no reason for him to be here really. And no one was helped when someone else knocked at the window of the coffee shop.

"Are we okay to open now then?" Kathryn asked, looking around at everyone but Will.

David answered for the group, "Sure."

Then Regina asked a much different question as she studied the woman standing outside the shop, looking excitedly… towards Will? "She's not from Storybrooke? Who is she?"

Everyone's attention turned to the window then, towards the blonde who'd just realized that the shop's door was already unlocked.

"Ana!" Will cried, jerking to his feet.

Jefferson stood too, slowly, murmuring under his breath in shock, "Annie?"

Then both men suddenly declared at the same time, "That's my wife!"

There is obviously a sequel to this coming, though I'm honestly not sure when I'll start posting it - but it will be coming! It'll be entitled "The Heart's Family." Thanks for reading! Reviews would make my day, if you feel so inclined!