A/N: I was inspired. I'll explain why at the bottom of this final, final, final (probably) chapter. Hope you enjoy our little foray back into the world of Firefighter Emma and Paramedic Regina. And adorably cute kid Henry to boot! This is 1000% fluff.

18 months later

The sun was warm on her face, despite it only being early in the day. She stood in the shade of her apartment building, waiting. The streets were already busy with commuters and other families heading to school and nursery. She smiled at a couple of her neighbours before turning back to the small boy. Or not so small, she realised when he finally straightened up. His head was well past her hip already. When had he grown so tall?

"All tied?" she asked, glancing at her previously straggling laces and saw they were neatly in bows just as she had taught him over a year before.

"Yep," Henry said. "Come on, we're gonna be late."

Regina rolled her eyes but set off down the sidewalk, Henry's hand clasped in hers. He didn't let her hold his hand when they got within a block from the school but this far out it was safe. They chatted as they walked, Henry trying to explain a playground game which sounded a little like dodgeball but involving trying to throw balls only at girls.

"That sounds rather unkind, Henry," she said. "Do you think they want to get hit with balls when they're playing their own games?"

"No, of course they don't," Henry said with an eye-roll alarmingly like his mother's. "If they get hit, they have to kiss one of the boys. They run away to try and not get hit."

"Kissing? Already?" Regina asked, aghast.

"I'm nearly seven," Henry pointed out. "Nick's had a girlfriend for three weeks already now. I'm not a kid any more."

Regina had to bite her lip to stop herself from laughing. She wondered whether she thought she was grown up at that age. Much as Henry claim to be a big boy, she knew he was still very much a child. Thank goodness. His young innocence wouldn't last forever and she wanted to make the most of it.

As the rounded the street on which Henry's school was located, the small hand slipped from Regina's grip. At the school gates, Henry gave her a brief hug, kissed her stomach lightly and ran off, book bag flying the direction of a pile of similar items beside the wall as he immediately joined in a game of soccer with his friends. Regina watched him for a moment, smiling, before heading back to the apartment.

"I have excellent news!" Emma said, bouncing onto the couch beside Regina and kissing her on the cheek before settling back against the cushions later that morning.

"Oh yes?" Regina asked, looking up from the magazine she had been flicking through and glancing at the excitable blonde.

"Yep!" Emma nodded, grinning broadly.

"Hmmmm," Regina said, looking back at the picture of the white gown she had been considering earlier.

"Don't you want to know what it is?" Emma asked, pouting slightly.

"Well, you're going to tell me regardless and I know it annoys you when I focus too much on wedding decisions and not enough on you."

"True," Emma agreed. "If I'd've known how obsessed you were going to become, I might not have asked you to marry me in the first place."

Regina just laughed and turned the page, admiring another wedding dress, this one an A-line design in ivory. Emma huffed beside her, held out for a few more moments and then gave in, as Regina knew she would.

"I've done what you asked for the wedding," Emma said, pride evident in her voice.

The subject of Emma's news surprised Regina and she at last turned her attention fully to her fiancée, eyebrows raised.

"Really? You found a song for our first dance?"

"Well, kinda," Emma admitted.

"What is it?"

"Ok, I haven't exactly found a song," Emma amended. "But Oh Wonder have a new album out and I figured we could use one of those tracks. You know, because they're our band."

"So you've downloaded a new album from the band we listened to when we first got together two years ago," Regina chuckled, the magazine open once more in her lap. "Excellent work, my dear. Thank goodness I didn't give you more than one task to complete over the next eight months otherwise we'd never get married."

"Hey!" Emma protested. "You know full well if I tried to help you with any of the other decisions that you'd veto my choices anyway. You have far better taste than me and I don't know the first thing about planning a wedding. You don't want me to help so don't get mad at me for only giving the input you have allowed me to have."

Regina sighed and tossed the magazine onto the table. "You're right, I'm sorry."

Emma shuffled a little closer on the couch. "Bad day?" she asked, hand resting on Regina's stomach.

"I didn't sleep well last night," she admitted. "I never do when you're not here."

"I'm sorry," Emma offered.

"You have nothing to apologise for, Emma," the brunette insisted. "You were at work. How was your shift by the way?"

"Nothing special. The guys all send their love by the way. They're looking forward to seeing you at the weekend."

"The weekend?"

Emma nodded slowly. "Yeah, Mary Margaret and David's wedding. Don't tell me you'd forgotten."

Regina bit her lip. "I thought that was next weekend," she said, glancing at her phone and noting that Emma was indeed correct. "Shit, I don't have anything to wear."

"You have a closet full of dresses, honey," Emma reminded her.

"Yeah but none of them fit me now," Regina grumbled. "I'm effectively a beached whale."

"Whom I love very much," Emma added. "And you're not a beached whale, you're pregnant. Why don't we go shopping this afternoon and we can get something new for you?"

Regina looked down at her stomach and rubbed her hands gently over it through her t-shirt. Emma's fingers caressed it too, looking reverently at the bump which concealed their daughter. Regina couldn't believe it was only two more months before they got to meet the next member of their family.

"I'll still look fat," Regina pouted finally. "Even if we get a new dress for me."

"You're beautiful," Emma insisted. "You're positively glowing. In fact, I've never seen you look more stunning."

Their lips connected in a soft, tender kiss and Regina whimpered slightly when Emma's tongue traced her own, entrance granted at once. They broke apart after several minutes, both smiling dopily.

"Well, at least I won't look fat in our wedding photos," Regina mused, returning to the wedding dress she had been admiring.

"It would have been pretty stupid to plan our own wedding when we knew you were going to be pregnant," Emma pointed out. "I mean, that wouldn't even be a shotgun wedding, would it? They only apply to accidental pregnancies, right?"

"IVF is fairly difficult to accidentally do," Regina chuckled. "Plus, we want our daughter in the wedding, don't we? This is about all of us, not just me and you."

Emma grinned. She and Henry had already gone to pick out his suit although they weren't going to tailor it until a month before the wedding. Her son was growing so fast at the moment there was no point seeing as their own nuptials was not until the following year.

"She's going to be a beautiful flower girl," Emma said. "And Zelena was so happy when you asked her to carry her down the aisle. It's going to be simply beautiful, Regina. The four of us finally, officially a family."

"Marriage doesn't make us a family, Emma," the brunette reminded her. "We've been a family for a long time. This just makes it official in the eyes of the law."

"And I get to see you in a beautiful dress," Emma said. "Are you considering this one?"

Regina snapped the magazine shut. "It's bad luck for you to see it before the wedding."

Emma rolled her eyes, much the same way Henry had that morning. "Yeah but the dress isn't on you. It's on a model who isn't half as gorgeous as you will be the day you become my wife. Let me see?"

"Nope," Regina laughed. "You can see me in summer dresses I try on for the wedding this weekend instead. Deal?"

Emma relented. She hated going shopping for herself but she didn't mind when she went with Regina and the brunette modelled potential outfits for her. More than once they had been caught getting hot and heavy in the fitting rooms of stores, the passion still roaring over two years into their relationship.

The blonde was just getting dressed after her customary post-shift shower when she heard her fiancée calling from the living room. She emerged as she was pulling her tank top over her head. Regina's eyes lingered jealously on the defined planes of Emma's abs. Not that hers had ever looked quite so spectacular but she certainly looked better than when she was pregnant. It didn't matter how often Emma told her she was beautiful, it was still hard to believe.

"What's up?" Emma asked, fingers now fiddling with her damp hair as she pulled it into a French braid.

"Have you listened to this Oh Wonder album?" Regina asked, waving her iPhone.

"I heard one song Ruby was playing at the fire house last night. That's how I found out they had new tracks out."

"The first one is called Solo, Emma," Regina said, holding out the newly downloaded album track list. "Are you not so subtly trying to tell me something?"

"No!" Emma said, aghast, crossing the room in three strides and kissing the lips which suddenly smirked beneath her own. She had known Regina was just teasing her deep down but still wanted to reassure her soon-to-be wife that she still very much wanted to get married. "The song I heard was definitely not about being single."

"Well, how about we listen to them on the way to the mall and try to work out which one might be suitable?" Regina suggested.

"Sounds perfect," Emma said. "Are you ready to go?"

It took them over four hours to find Regina a dress she was happy with. Even Emma was growing slightly tired of watching her beautiful fiancée after that length of time. They had stopped for lunch half way through after Emma's stomach had started grumbling loudly and by the time they returned to the car, they were cutting it fine to pick Henry up from school.

The two women milled outside the gates with the other mothers, chatting to a few whose children were in Henry's class. The bell rang and children spilled out onto the playground. Henry spotted his moms at once and bounded over, being signed out by the teacher on gate duty and barrelling into Emma's outstretched arms.

"Did you put out lots of fires last night?" he asked at once. Henry's interest in his mother's job had become noticeably greater in recent months. If Emma wasn't mistaken, they had a budding firefighter on their hands.

"Just two," Emma said.

"Did you save people?"

"There was a family in one building," Emma nodded. "The other one was an empty office. Nothing to save but paperwork and we always let that burn."

Regina chuckled. Emma loathed the additional paperwork she was required to do now she was a lieutenant on Ladder 7, August having been promoted to Captain. Regina had to admit that filling out her own paperwork for the ambulance was not something she had missed since she had gone on maternity leave. Paperwork wasn't ever fun.

"What's in the bags?" Henry asked as they arrived at the car and he realised half of the back seat was already occupied.

"Clothes for your Mom," Emma said. "She needed a new dress for the wedding on Saturday."

"What am I wearing to the wedding?" Henry asked, peeking into the bag closest to him as Emma buckled him in.

"Your new black trousers and you can pick out a shirt yourself," Regina said.

"But I get a new suit for your wedding, right?" Henry asked, frowning as he looked between both women now sat in the front seat and twisted around to talk to him.

"Of course," Emma nodded. "Only the best for the best man."

Henry grinned proudly and settled back in his chair, prattling on about what he had done at school as Emma began to drive the family home.

The church was already busy when Regina and Henry arrived, their departure delayed when Henry hadn't been able to find his smart shoes. Regina had finally dug them out from beneath his racing car bed and dusted them off. As soon as they entered, they spotted Ruby and Billy waving frantically at them.

They made their way down the aisle and Regina guided Henry in first and then sat down herself.

"Regina, you look amazing," Ruby said, kissing the brunette on the cheek over Henry's head.

"Thanks, so do you. Hi Billy," Regina added, looking past her colleague and smiling at her friend's husband. The two had tied the knot the previous year.

Before the man could answer, however, the music began which signalled the immanent entrance of the bride. The four of them got to their feet, Henry grumbling that he couldn't see so Regina edge him past her stomach to enable him to peer down the aisle. She herself glanced at David, eager to see his face as he waited for his future wife to walk to his side. She wondered what Emma would look like when she herself did this very same walk in a few months.

Her attention was drawn back to the main doors which had opened, revealing Mary Margaret to the expectant audience. The bridal dress wasn't to Regina's taste; far too puffy. But she had to admit the woman was beautiful. She wasn't looking at the bride for long, however, as seconds later, Emma came into view, alongside a second bridesmaid, both clutching small bouquets as they followed Mary Margaret. Regina's eyes roved unabashedly over Emma's body, the tight red satin clinging delectably to her body, tanned, defined arms bare to the world. Emma winked at her as she passed, knowing full well how much Regina enjoyed the sight of her in the dress. It had barely lasted a minute when she had modelled it for her before the two of them had ended up in bed months earlier.

It was over an hour later, after the wedding party had filed past, led by the newly married couple, that Regina was able indulge herself and slid her hand over Emma's lower back and subtly squeezing her ass. The blonde jumped a little and turned to smile at the brunette, kissing her softly.

"They did it!" she exclaimed. "After all these years of denying how they felt. They're finally married."

"It'll be us next year."

"Yeah but we didn't deny our feelings for nearly as long as these two," Emma said, jabbing her thumb towards Mary Margaret and David who were posing for photos.

"Well, I never denied my feelings for you," Regina teased. "If I remember correctly it was you who was so set against a relationship."

"I was cautious," Emma corrected. "Anyway, it wasn't long until I came to my senses, helped by Oh Wonder, might I add."

"Any more thoughts on the song choice?" Regina asked.

"Perhaps," Emma said. "But today is about Mary Margaret and David so how about we go and get some photos with them and then head to the reception. I think Henry is getting hungry."

The boy in question was sat on Ruby's lap, clumsily braiding the red stripe in the woman's hair. Emma called him over and the trio headed to the newly weds to get some photos.

Hours later, after an elaborate three course meal and too many speeches, the guests gathered around the dance floor to watch the couple's first dance of their marriage. Emma looped her arm around Regina's waist, placed a soft kiss to the brunette's forehead, and watched on.

"We're not choreographing something like that, are we?" Regina asked, aghast as she watched the couple whirl around the dance floor, re-enacting what was obviously a well-rehearsed routine.

"God, no!" Emma chuckled. "I'd end up on my ass in seconds."

Regina laughed and let out a little sigh of relief. She wasn't a fan of over-regulated dances at weddings. She just wanted it to be her and Emma and a song which meant something to them both. She had already decided which song she wanted to have for their first dance but she had agreed to allow Emma to make the decision. After all, the blonde was far more interested in music than Regina was.

Part way through the dance, Henry sidled up to them and tugged on Regina's dress. "Mom, I'm tired," he said. "Can we go home yet?"

"Ten minutes," Regina said. "We just want to see this dance and then maybe have one of our own and then we'll go. Ok?"

"Ok," Henry said. "I'll go and wait with Ruby."

"Where's Dad?" Emma asked, glancing around for Neal who had been entertaining Henry most of the evening.

"He went home," Henry said. "He said he doesn't do dancing."

"You can come and dance with us if you like, kid?" Emma offered. Henry wrinkled his nose in disgust and headed back to where Ruby and Billy were sat, talking quietly in the corner. Emma frowned slightly when she noticed her friend wasn't right in the centre of the action. She wasn't one to pass up the excuse to party but she had barely had any wine with their dinner. Emma turned back to the dance floor just as Mary Margaret's and David's parents joined in. It wasn't long before other couples were dancing as well and Emma slipped her fingers into Regina's, tugging her forward.

The embrace was a little awkward with the pregnancy bump but neither woman cared as they swayed their way slowly around the floor. Several firefighters were also dancing and they grinned at the couple as they passed. Whale was there, his new girlfriend, pressed tightly against his body. Regina smiled at him and nodded, gestures he returned. Regina wondered how much of his tragic past the girl knew. She decided it didn't matter. Not when Whale was finally happy again after almost two years. August winked at Emma as he passed by with a blonde woman plastered against her, the latest woman in his life and one who probably wouldn't see winter.

When the song ended, Emma and Regina reluctantly parted and headed off the dance floor after saying goodbye to Mary Margaret and David. They would have liked to stay but knew Henry was tired and didn't want him to be grumpy the next day.

Henry was lying across several chairs when they reached him, playing a game on Ruby's phone. Emma thanked the woman for watching him and reached for her bag and Regina's clutch.

"Aren't you going to dance?" Regina asked.

"I'm tired actually," Ruby admitted. "I think we're going to head off too."

Emma raised her eyebrows. She couldn't remember the last time Ruby left a party early, especially not one with so much free alcohol at it. "Everything ok, Rubes?" she asked.

Ruby glanced at Billy who shrugged in what seemed like agreement. "We didn't want to tell anyone," Ruby began. "This day is supposed to be about Mary Margaret and David. We don't want to steal their thunder."

"What are you talking about?" Emma asked.

"I'm pregnant."

There was a moment of silence and then two squeals as Regina and Emma both engulfed Ruby in a hug. Several nearby wedding guests looked over but none of them knew the group so quickly turned back to the main event.

"Congratulations," Regina said. "How far along are you?"

"Three months and a couple of weeks," she admitted. "I'm due in mid January."

"Before our wedding, good," Emma said. "I don't want a fat bridesmaid."

'Hey!" Regina said indignantly. "I thought you said I wasn't fat."

Emma gulped. "You're not. You're beautiful," she said, kissing the lips which were still set in a firm, unconvinced line.

"Our kids can grow up together," Regina said, turning away from her fiancée who was very much in the dog house for her comment. "Do you know if you're having a boy or a girl?"

"We don't know yet," Billy said. "But either way they're going to be a rally car driver."

"Are they?" Regina chuckled. "Well, good luck with that career. It looks like we already have a future firefighter," she nodded at Henry who wasn't listening to the conversation at all, "but we'll see what this little one decides to do in her own time." She caressed her stomach gently."

"I'm really happy for you, Rubes," Emma said, hugging her best friend again." "Congratulations. You too, Billy," she added, kissing the man on the cheek.

"Thanks," Billy said, the smug smile of a man who knew his sperm worked on his face.

"Right, well, we really ought to get this one to bed," Emma said, tapping Henry on his shoulder and the boy gave Ruby back her phone. "Ready kid?"

"Yep," Henry nodded. "Night Auntie Ruby. Night Uncle Billy."

"Goodnight munchkin," Ruby said. "See you next week some time."

The trio made their way out to the parking lot. It wasn't until they were driving home when it became apparent that Henry had been listening to the earlier conversation.

"Mommy? Mom?"

"Yes," came a chorus from the front seat.

"Where do babies come from?"

Regina and Emma glanced at each other.

"Um, what do you mean?" Emma said after a moment.

"Well, Mom's having a baby and Mommy had me before with Dad. And now Auntie Ruby is having a baby with Uncle Billy, right?"

"Correct," Emma said slowly.

"So, how did you get the baby into Mom?" Henry asked. "Because Dad is a boy and Uncle Billy is a boy but you're not a boy, Mommy. I k now it's ok to have two moms and Bella has two dads at school. But how did her dads make her? Did one of them get pregnant like Mom? I've never seen a pregnant boy."

"Wanna take this one?" Emma asked. "You've got the medical background."

"No way," Regina said. "I'll give the next one the talk when she's ready. Deal?"

Emma huffed but nodded and twisted in her seat to try and explain, in the simplest terms possible, how Regina had become pregnant through IVF using a sperm donor (the word sperm was not mentioned) and how Henry was correct in saying a baby could only be biologically made by a man and a woman.

"But a child can have two moms or two dads or a mom and a dad and that's totally fine," Emma finished. "What matters is that the baby is loved."

"You guys love the baby inside Mom?"

"We do," Emma said. "But do you know the funny thing about love?" Henry shook his head. "It's infinite. You can never run out of love. So once upon a time I didn't love anyone. But then I met Uncle August and I loved him. Then I had you and I loved you a lot. Loads, in fact. Even more than Uncle August. I love Mary Margaret and Ruby. And then I met Regina and we fell in love too. So that was five different people I love but the amount I love August is still the same as it was when we first met. And when this baby comes along, I'll make more love. So I'll love you and Regina and August and Mary Margaret and Ruby and the new baby too. All together. You'll all have my love."

"Will I grow more love too?"

"Hopefully," Regina piped up. "Who do you love at the moment?"

"You and Mommy," Henry said at once. "And Auntie Zelena, Auntie Ruby, Uncle Billy, Uncle August and Great Uncle Marco too."

"Woah, that's so much love, kid!" Emma said, holding out her hand for a high five.

"It's not too much?" Henry asked, suddenly worried he might have been over-generous with his love. He was only six, after all. Nearly seven, he corrected himself hurriedly.

"There's no such thing as too much love," Emma said sincerely. "I'm sure when your little sister is born you'll make more just for her. Would you like that?"

"Yeah," Henry nodded. "I want a sister to play with. We can ride our bikes together and I can teach her all the cool stuff I know."

"You're going to be the best big brother ever," Emma said. "I just know it."

The boy puffed out his chest proudly and settled back in his seat, watching the dark streets fly past the window. Regina reached over and squeezed Emma's knee. She herself had fallen a little bit more in love with the blonde in those few moments. There was something about the way Emma interacted with her son which Regina was powerless to resist. The pair were simply beautiful together. And Regina hoped she had fitted into the little family rather well over the past two years.

"I've decided on our song," Emma said later that evening when Regina walked back into their bedroom after brushing her teeth.

"Oh yes?" Regina said, sliding into bed at which point Emma's arms immediately encircled her frame, lips peppering her neck. "Who says I have forgiven you for the fat bridesmaid comment and even want to marry you?"

"Your eyes did," Emma said. "In the car when I was explaining our baby to Henry. I know you can't resist Mommy Emma."

Regina scowled. The blonde was right but she had been hoping to hold the remark over her head for a few days. "Go on," she relented. "What have you chosen?"

"Firstly, you're not fat," Emma said. "You're pregnant and beautiful and you're carrying our child and I could not be more in love and more attracted to you. Thank you for giving me the gift of another child and for giving Henry a sister."

The kiss was soft and tender and yet so filled with love that Regina's eyes glistened with tears. When Emma noticed as she pulled away, she gently wiped them from the brunette's cheeks with the pad of her thumb and placed a final peck to her lips.

"I love you," Emma said softly. "And this is the song I want our first dance to be danced to."

She rolled over and pressed play on her phone which she had left primed on the bedside table. Regina settled back against the pillow, Emma's arms wrapped around her body, and listened.

Cause I found love in you

Doing it right, doing it right.

I'd walk the world for you

Doing it right, doing it right.

Seconds, minutes, hours, lifetimes.

Doing it right, doing it right.

I found love in you

Doing it right, doing it right.

The song continued but Regina didn't near to hear any more. She turned to Emma with a huge smile on her face. "It's perfect," she said.

"Are you sure?" Emma asked as the rapping part kicked in. "It's not a normal wedding song."

"It's perfect," Regina repeated. "It's actually favourite track on the album. I'd already secretly decided I wanted us to dance to this."

"Really?" Emma asked, face splitting into a wide grin.

"Really," Regina said, kissing the blonde softly. "Lifetimes, Emma. That's what this marriage is. It's for our lifetimes."

"Forever and always," Emma nodded before covering Regina's lips with another kiss.

A/N: Thank you for reading. I only wrote this because Oh Wonder really do have a new album out and it reminded me of these versions of Emma and Regina and I couldn't resist revisiting our happy couple. I hope you liked it! If you're not already reading it, I'm close to finishing yet another AU fic, Medical Mystery so if you like Paramedic Regina, you may like Doctor Regina too! Love to you all!