Hello Swen Readers!

Last chapter in this little ditty . Honestly it took far too long to finish. LOL. Im happy to let this one go, but I am happy with the ending. Some lose ends, but not enough to write extra. Enjoy everyone. Ill be back, but i decided to make an extension on a current story. EEK wish me luck.

See YA Soon,

Snow

Snow walked toward the forest. She kept her eyes pried open, alert to every snap, and her thoughts ran of Regina and Emma, together, lips locked in a kiss so passionately hot it scorched the sun. She thought out, cast for her hope, her last effort to find the fairy she needed. She was desperate. She needed the blue fairy. She wrapped her small sweater around her shoulders. It was just dawn, the sun began to climb over the treetops, and her breath was visible in the air.

"Blue," Snow whispered as she trudged through the woods, "I need your help," she whispered hoping her words would reach the fairy.

"Please, I can't take it," Snow said to the November morning. Nothing but a chill on the wind that whipped at her back.

"Can't take what, dear Snow," said a sickly-sweet voice from behind her. Snow White turned around and her eyes met with that of the Blue Fairy. She focused, saw into those alert, unsettled, and untrusting eyes. Snow sighed, looked to the ground.

"I don't want to betray my daughter, But Regina…" Snow snapped her jaw shut, gritted her teeth and looked at the fairy. Snow watched as the fairy looked at her, into her, and then her lips curled into a tight, victorious grin.

"You can't stand the Evil Queen…" Blue began to walk toward Snow, "Your very own step-mother, the woman who ordered the death of your father, the destroyer of your lives, to be the love of your daughters life. Can you?" Blue asked a breath from Snow's ear. She didn't realize the woman was so close, she didn't see her track behind her. A shiver shot up her spine.

"No," Snow gritted then spun on the woman, eye to eye, "I want her dead," Snow deadpanned and the fairy's eye brow shot into her hairline, but the more she watched the more Snow spoke, the more she was convinced, she was serious, dead serious about Regina. Blue held her hand out, and then slowly clasped Snow's arm, what Snow did not know was Blue was feeling the air, testing it for the emotions rolling off Snow. She felt rage, fiery, hellfire rage roll off of Snow White.

Blue smirked as she linked their arms and engulfed them in a cloud of dirty midnight blue. She could use this part of Snow.

"Will she be alright?" Reul asked as she began to pace in front of Henry, Belle, Emma, and Regina. Belle came back when the sun rose. She came bearing fruits for breakfast, knowing everyone would be on edge. She knew this because Rumple felt a squirming in his guts. She didn't tell him it was because Emma had a piece of his magic within her, and he was feeling her intense emotion.

"Grandma was a professional liar, she will be alright," Henry said confident in his grandmother's abilities from when she was in the enchanted forest. Regina scoffed, and Emma chuckled, but Belle and Blue looked at the trio.

"She was a bandit," Regina said as she placed her coffee cup down on the low table. They took their coffee and fruit in the study with the seating, fire, and room for people to move about, but it was still cozy, homey.

"And how does that mean she was a professional liar?" Bella asked as she tilted her head as if reading each person in the room like a page in one of her books. Regina laughed as Emma smiled remembering the one time she went back in time and had to fix her screw up and get her parents together.

"Reul, when I was the Evil Queen, that woman was a pain in my ass," Regina said but her eyes took on a faraway look as her eyes danced with the fames in the fireplace, "She was so well versed in deception that she hid herself in a village just outside of the castle walls for two weeks before she moved on toward the forest. She was never malicious with her lie, but she could certainly weave a tale for her own benefit. Snow is more than resourceful, and contrary to the idiot walking routine I gave them, she is the brains of your parents duo," Regina broke her eyes from the fire and looked to Emma, "Sorry love, but your parents are positively daft, but she is the less daft of the pairing," Regina said with a glint in her eyes, and Emma chuckled and shrugged.

"I sometimes wonder if she stows away her intelligence so he can not be threatened. He is the sweet daddy I never got to grow up with, and she is the calculating mother. You can see it," Emma took Regina's hand, kissed the top, and then placed it between them, fingers still clasped comfortable.

"So, you think your mother will be able to lie her way into Blue's good graces?" Reul screeched. Emma cocked her head.

"Do I sound like that when I channel her?" Emma looked to Regina and the brunette nodded, "She has something a little extra helping her with this," Emma said darkly as she sighed her eyes now finding the fire. Regina placed her fingertips to Emma's wrist, it was comforting, yet asking. Emma sighed and stood but squeezing Regina's hand to let her know she was not angry, nor shutting her out. She went to the kitchen, and everyone could hear water run, and a scoop dig into coffee ground harshly, then a beep. There was a pause and a sigh. Emma was not loud by any means. It was the silence she left in her wake.

Henry looked at Regina, and she shook her head. Henry could see the same questions flit across her brow, and that worried him. It wasn't the questions in general, it was the fact that his mother didn't know what do with this moment.

Reul's pacing stopped, Belle looked up from a book, and Regina looked confused. Henry noted this. She was never confused, and it not only freaked him out, it not only made him nervous, it scared the hell out of him. Everyone looked around. They knew their jobs.

"She does not want us to be together," Emma's voice cracked the silence around them. Regina spun around to see Emma, the clouds upon her face, the storm in her eyes. Emma looked to Regina.

"She will go to Blue seething in her hate for our true love," Emma spoke softly, yet her words held the weight of a prophecy, "She will use her hatred to help us," Emma blinked, and swiped at her cheeks, and excused herself. Regina swallowed. She thought she and Snow hit a level where they could be accepted. Where they were allies. She crossed her left leg over her right, clasped her hands in her lap, and seemed to shrink into the far-right side of the couch, and yet exude power at the same time. Evidently, she would never be good enough for Snow White's daughter.

"I'm nervous," Reul whispered. Henry looked at the woman. His fingers twirled the pen, and he was half tempted to simply begin writing again, solutions help don't they? He hated waiting, not when he could do something. He looked at his mother once more, and in the moments that Emma departed, he saw the fire die down in the irises of her brown eyes.

"Regina look at this," Belle said and then passed a book over to Regina. Regina looked and then looked into the bookworm's eyes.

"When was that blood taken?" Regina asked, then both Regina and Belle looked toward Reul. The fairy stopped stock still as if she were in a den of lionesses.

Snow waited, and listened, and yet still seethed in her anger. She let that anger forth, she let it reach into the depths of her guts, and claw up her intestines, and into her chest just waiting, hoping to explode. She wanted her dead. She took everything from her. She made her life a living hell. She left her fatherless, abandoned, and all she could think was she hated the woman. She reveled in that hate.

"You can let it out if you need to, ya know?" Blue smirked as Snow's eyes snapped toward her. Snow stood and slowly placed one-foot Infront of the other. She stalked the fairy, and she felt a thin grin creep upon her lips. Blue watched as Snow strode closer. She swallowed as the woman, inched into her personal space. Snow looked from one side to the other, cocked her head, and ran her hand up Blue's arm. She noticed the shiver the dark fairy could not control. Snow licked her lips as her fingers twirled upon creamy skin.

"I often wondered what it would feel like to be this close to you," Snow's eyes still held that heavy sense of hatred. The Snow's eyes met Blue's as her body pressed closer, but not touching as her other hand snaked up the other arm, thumb stroking the fairy's bicep. Green, on Brown. Snow leaned forward, but Blue closed her eyes, guard down, by a lowly mortal.

Blue's eyes flew open, Snow White's eyes still on hers, then her eyes glanced down to her chest. Snow White's hand had plunged into her chest. Then the grip of iron constricted around her heart and the Blue Fairy was rendered immobile. She dares not move; she dare not speak as her heart slowly, painfully wrenched from her chest.

"Snow, How?" Blue turned as she heard a shuffle and a sputter where she heard someone encroached upon her lair. Blue's eyes flew open. She looked from the waterfall curtain to the woman before her. Blue's eyes gasped and her mouth moved like a fish out of water.

"Rumple please, I can't take this, we need to switch NOW!" Demanded the new Snow White. Blue blinked stupidly and the Snow she had in her lair cackled, and steepled her fingers over her heart.

"Oh Dearie, this was delightful," then Snow shifted into Rumpelstiltskin, gaze and evil smirk in his eyes, "Here you go," he reached into his chest and pulled out a orange, with some darkening around the edges, heart from his chest and then with no warning shoved it into the on coming Snow's chest. The woman held her chest, and gasped.

"Thank you," Snow grumbled. Blue leapt at Snow White but paused midair.

"Stop."

It was a breath of a whisper, but it was a whisper over a heart. Both women turned to look at Rumple holding Blue's heart.

"Ok Rumple, deal is a deal. You can see her fall, we get her heart. Now can we go to Emma and give it to her?" Snow asked as she walked to the man and linked arms as he offered his to her.

"Wait!" Blue shouted as her hand flew out. "Please, don't give her my heart, she will…" Blue gulped at the implications.

"Oh Dearie, you messed with the wrong Savior," Rumple watched the Blue Fairy reach out once more as he engulfed them in a cloud of red.

They dropped outside of Regina's home. Rumple let go of Snow and the woman almost jumped from the man. They looked and there was Regina. Her eyes were dark, and she waved her hand and allowed Snow and Rumple into her wards. Then touched Rumple. He looked down at his hand, flesh to flesh.

"If you didn't want me here, Dearie, all you had to do was say," he snipped at Regina. But the woman was not unnerved.

"I can now expel you from my home beyond my wards if I so snap my fingers, say it or even wish it. If you are not a good boy, Rumple, you will be kicked out of my home magically," Regina grinned seeing she won this skirmish.

She walked into her home, everyone was in the reading room, parlor, office, now favorite congregation area.

Rumple's eyes found Belle's. His lit up, and hers remained dimmed, but accepting. He cleared his throat. Regina saw everything. Interesting. Snow flopped on the sofa and Reul went to her side. If Regina were to come in at any other time it would look like a worried lover, but Snow brushed her off with a warm smile.

"Where is Emma?" Snow asked as she looked around worried. No one replied. Snow felt the coldness of tension.

"What happened?" Snow asked her anxiety spiking.

"I know it was your hatred of my truelove that made you able to lie to the Blue Fairy so convincingly," Emma whispered from the corner of the room.

"Where in the hell did you come from?" asked Henry, and then looked to Regina and bowed his head and apologized.

"Right here," she said looking at her mother, "Waiting," Emma's eyes flashed somewhat. Then turned to Rumple. "I have something of yours," Emma said, and then took his magic from her, and gave it back to him. His eyes grew as his hands wrapped around the magic in his hands. He stroked it lovingly like a kitten purring in his hands. He smashed it but held out his hands, blew, and Belle accidentally sucked in his piece of magic. Emma rolled her eyes and took a quarter sized dash of her magic and gave it to the woman, patting her shoulder.

"His is concentrated evil, you know what mine is, it will help with the effects," Emma said and then walked back to her corner, then glowered at her mother.

"I don't understand why you are looking at me like that Emma," Snow said squirming. There was a chuckle, deep, yet grating.

"Oh I know why, and so does she. Even though I took your appearance, I took your heart to call on the Blue Fairy. Your hatred is so very deep for her lover," Rumple chuckle delighted at the situation.

"Rumple where is the heart?" asked Belle. She seemed like the only person thinking clearly. Maybe it was because Emma's magic, no matter how pure white light it was, had been tainted with other magic. It had enough time to mesh and mold. Rumple held out his hand, and in it was a silver case just large enough to hold a heart.

Belle grabbed it, and took it to Emma, and then collapsed back on the couch. Then grasped her head.

"Take this magic out of me now," she growled, literally growled lowly. Emma looked to Rumple as his eyes met hers. He extracted his magic and Belle sighed. Emma lifted her hand, but Belle raised her hand, then looked at her.

"Is his gone completely out of me?" Emma cocked her head, and then walked over to the woman, and knelt before her and eyed her from head to toe slowly, like a magical one person MRI. Emma placed a hovering hand over Belle's right side and extracted the last piece of Rumple, and then gave it to him with a dark look. Belle watched everything.

"We are done," she whispered. His eyes flew open, but he knew it was his last gambit to keep her under his control. He knew she was slipping. Now he lost her because he was an idiot. He left in a cloud of red. Belle took Emma's hands, and closed her eyes. Emma took her magic back but left a small amount to make sure she didn't have any residual effects, like antibiotics. It will wear off in a few days. Belle nodded her thanks. Reul watched the whole episode. She was shocked at the display of magic, and when Emma moved, Reul took Rumple's spot next to Belle. Belle exhausted lay her head on her shoulder. Reul looked up as Emma took the heart.

"May I?" Emma asked the fairy and she nodded with a swallow. Emma took the heart in her hand and squeezed. Reul looked at the heart, and then blinked. Looked down at her own chest. Emma took the heart fully in her hands and squeezed just to breaking it into ash. And Yet nothing.

"I am not effected," Reul said amazed.

"She isn't affected," Regina said at the same time. Emma whipped around, and then part of her, the Blue Fairy part of her, gave her the heart. Regina took the silver box, and then took one look into Emma's eyes.

"You won't kill the good one, and she has her magic," Emma said, and then shrugged, "I'm not going to test you. You want to crunch it, crush it. Ill be by your side," Emma lifted her eyes to Snow's, "No matter what may come our way," Emma placed a hand on Regina's shoulder, and then called upon the heart. She and Emma led the way outside. Everyone but one, came with them.

She stood there panting, sweating, and half dead with grey lips, and pale skin.

"Crush it, please" Blue begged.

Regina walked to the fairy. Emma a few strides behind just in case and had her hands free. Then out of nowhere Snow White leapt from the hedges, and in no time had her fingers, hand and arms duck taped to her body. She smirked, as she tossed the tape to Emma. Then stood beside Blue, holding her like a jailer awaiting punishment from a judge. Regina looked at Snow, locked eyes, raised a rand. She turned around locked eyes with Emma. She closed her eyes, and Emma understood.

Can you strip her of magic? Regina asked

YUP. Emma responded

Can we kill her? Regina asked

Not sure what would happen to us. Replied Emma.

Can we Strip her magic, bind her heart to the box, and then use her blood as a curse that she will forever atone until her curse will be broke by true loves kiss?" Regina asked.

Emma jerked away and looked into Regina's eyes.

She must have met them, lost them, blamed them on me. It explains a dark heart, of the purest heart in the realms. Regina stated.

Emma took a deep breath. Nodded. Regina turned around.

"You will not die. You will be bound to the box, bound to a curse, and stripped of all magic," Regina executed punishment like the queen she was.

"Who can strip the magic of the Blue Fairy?" scoffed Blue. Emma stepped forward. The blue fairy stepped back, but Emma casually lifted an index finger, and pointed to the woman and then down. Blue felt like she was planted to the ground. She couldn't move. She tried to squirm away, but she was rendered motionless. Emma's deep green eyes swirled with hatred as she leaned forward looking in Blue's eyes.

"You have no idea who you have been messing with," Emma stated as if she were bored, but it was the shadows in Emma's eyes that spoke to death and blood. Blue shivered. Emma reached out, placed her hand around Blues wrist then pulled her and placed her hand over her heart, or where her heart would have been.

Before everyone's eyes the woman seemed to grow dull, almost a blue grey. She wasn't older, But her light was gone, her essence faded to nothing. Then a hand on Emma's shoulder paused the woman.

"I will be here when you want to merge once more. I will learn to deal with the hate, and darkness you have exacted on these people. I will be your foundation, for I am stronger than you, I am original. You were an imitation. When you are ready to hope for a purpose, I will be here … but only when I feel," Reul looked around to Regina, Emma, Snow, Henry, and Belle, "When this council of people deem you able to be absorbed. Until then, live as mortals, live as the unmagicked, and live as a human," Reul backed away and Emma took the last of Blue's Magic. She held in a pocket a racquetball, a simple regular, dull, artifact, held all of the magic the Dark fairy had in a dull play thing in her pocket. No one the wiser. She will keep it with her always, as a stress ball or she and Regina can go about a game or two with it. Emma chuckled. Everyone looked at her like she was mad.

"Sorry," she looked to Regina, "Ill tell you later," Blue was let go, harmless, destitute without a leg to stand on. Reul watched as Blue wobbled away on legs that lost their strength. Magic wasn't simple spells. It was intertwined in blood, ligament, bone muscle, organs, it was seeped into every part of ones being. So, when Blue ambled off, barely able to stand no one stopped her, for they knew. It was her loss, her gamble with fate. When the game came, and she couldn't pay, she payed with her magic.

Everyone turned to go back into the manor.

"Emma wait," Snow pleaded. Emma faced the mansion, growing to be her home. She saw her lover, her son, and two people she could consider friends. Her mother, always an Achilles Heel to her stood behind her. Her future before her, her past behind her, her present, as she was in the middle. Emma closed her eyes and turned but didn't walk back to her past, back to her mother.

"I don't hate this," Snow said with a croak to her voice. Emma shoved hands in her pockets.

"You heart was felt deeply, Mom," Emma said softly then looked down, hands still in her pockets. Regina saw Emma's shoulders rise, her posture bow, it was never straight, but it was ready to lose any arrow of truth, even if Snow didn't want to hear it. Regina tugged Henry to the walkway they each took one side. Snow looked at Henry, Emma, and Regina. A smile, soft, insecure, but warm stretched upon her lips.

"Your hatred for Regina being my true love let Rumple take that truth and project hate that convinced even the Blue Fairy. What am I supposed to think?" Emma asked as she let her self center around her lover and her son.

"Look at me," Snow demanded, and Emma's eyes caught Snow's. The woman came close and as she was not more than an arms space away, she held out her hand, but not to Emma, but to Regina. She looked to Regina.

"You can do the spell. You can cut me to see my h…" Snow stopped, as a hand plunged into her chest and swiftly pulled out her heart. Snow's eyes looked to her heart for the third time that day.

It was appraised, it was looked at and scrutinized. It was asked the truth, in which Snow could not deny. The Heart was put back.

"I'm sorry," said a small voice, "I don't know where you stand mom. I love her, I need her, and if you can't handle that, you don't need to be apart of it," Emma said as she took her hand from Snow's chest.

"I will take what you can give me," Snow look to Regina, "You too," Snow offered the older woman. Emma sighed; a weight lifted from her chest. Snow looked at her daughter, tears began to gather, and it was Henry that took his grandmother into his arms. Then it was Emma on top of that, then Regina, with an eye roll. Moments passed, and Snow broke away. She wiped her eyes.

"I have to get home. Who knows what your father is doing?" Snow chuckled and Emma dryly chuckled with her. But she didn't move. She would never move from her family. They all turned around. Reul and Belle stood there.

"Well I don't know how this place works," Reul said hoping for advise.

"Well, I keep the library, and there is a loft big enough for two people. Would you like to come with me until you are acclimated?" Bella offered the new Blue fairy. Reul smiled and nodded. She looked to Emma and Regina. She saw those looks. They will be there when they begin slipping the other heart into her chest to combine them, little bit at a time.

Henry, and Regina walked ahead of Emma, and when Emma reached the top of the steps her hand touched the door. Her hand caressed the knocker, and then the doorbell. It was her door. This was her home. A hand snaked out and pulled her inside. Henry stood there. She looked at her son, and then her shoved the last page of his story into her hands. She looked up from black and white, and he was already up the stairs. He had written it; it will be done. HOLY HELL! She felt like Ramses in the TEN Commandments movie.

His footsteps gone, she looked into the kitchen, looked at the page, and swallowed. She found Regina at the kitchen table, a cup of tea, no doubt conjured sat before her. Emma approached, and slid the page before Regina, as she went to the fridge and got a bottle of water.

She watched Regina read the page. She watched as the woman shifted, and her eyes zeroed in. Then Regina slowly lifted her eyes up and met Emma's. She threw the paper on the table. She stood and walked to Emma.

"HE wrote…" said Regina pausing.

"Yeah…" Emma said slightly nervous.

"He is meddling," Regina growled as she stood close to Emma.

"So what?" Emma asked as she leaned down and kissed the side of Regina's neck.

"Our son wrote us…" Regina gasped as Emma licked her earlobe.

"Our son's words said, and they will be together and nothing, no curse, not even time will rip them apart. He is clever, he has us forever together," Emma husked against Regina's flesh.

That was all it took.

"Upstairs," Regina growled. Emma fervently complied, but Regina was smart enough to make sure the heart was safe and sound for the next few…. days.

Always together, always in bliss, and forever together, even through any curse thrown at them.

Emma and Regina's stars are ever bright, and never fading, The Author typed.

Henry looked at the Apprentice and smiled. Reul was a good mentor and knew grammar and syntax to the point that he would have 5 revisions. But this one. He kept, with his author's quill, and tucked his chapter away silently in the stacks of the apprentice's library in the mansion on the edge of town.

"Ready?" called Reul as she shouted from the stacks and made sure his computer was still running with Emma's optimum magic.

"Yup," said the boy. The fairy grinned and took his hand as soon he packed up. A swirl of blue, soft like a blue sky engulfed them and dropped them, ironically in the middle of Main Street, in front of Granny's Diner, one year, on Halloween Day.

Henry ran to his family. Hugs and smiles. Reul hung back and smiled warmly. This is how it should be. Then an arm slinked about her waist.

"Let's join them, Love," purred the voice in her ear. Reul smiled and nodded. They walked into Granny's.

"REUL!"

"BELLE!"

"We have space come with us!"

It was a home she could have never wished for. All thanks to Henry.