A/N: Here it is, as promised! The last chapter to this wacky ff. As always, thank you to everyone one of you who have enjoyed reading this along with me. I hope you all enjoy this last chapter as well! Happy reading and await the last chapter to In Love and War as well. :)
"Emily!" Robin shouted, crossing the street as he spotted Emma walking along the sidewalk.
The blonde froze at the sight of the man's charming smile as he hurried right at her.
"I'm so glad I ran into you. I need your expertease. You know, given that you know this town inside, out."
Emma's brows furrowed, "What can I do for you?"
"Well, given that you are part of my future wife's family, I was wondering if you could direct me towards a place where I could get last minute fittings on my tuxedo." Robin smiled, holding up his well ironed tuxedo that was wrapped up in a plastic bag.
The blonde's eyes looked over the expensive tux, looking right back up into Robin's blue eyes, a forced smile tugging at the corners of her lips, "I'd be happy to. Unfortunately, since it is a Saturday, I don't think our only tailor is in town, but I know of another place. It's a bit of a drive, but I'll have you back just in time for the wedding."
"That'd be perfect. Thank you." Robin smiled, walking ahead of the blonde as she motioned towards her car.
Regina's eyes took in the backyard to her father's home, all ready and decorated in a matter of hours with rows of chairs for all the guests that would be invited to hers and Robin's wedding. An arch right in the middle of the altar where her and Robin would be standing with white flowers all around it. It was really happening. In just a few hours, she would forever be known as Regina Locksley.
And, while she smiled up at the beautiful scenery of what the backyard had turned into, she couldn't help to think about her and Emma.
"Well, this isn't exactly the wedding I had pictured for you and Robin, but it's a nice little town. I can't see why on earth you would have kept it a secret."
Regina turned to the sound of her best friend's voice. A smile overcoming her lips at the sight of Kathryn.
"Surprise!" Kathryn smirked, extending her arms out, wrapping them around the brunette's form in a tight hug.
"What on earth are you doing here?" The brunette asked.
"As your best friend and maid of honor, I couldn't miss your wedding day, could I?" Kathryn smiled, "Your fiancee graciously paid for my flight ticket." Her smile gone as she locked sights on her best friend's features, "How has everything been? When do you try on your wedding dress?" Asked Kathryn.
"My mother already beat you to that, I'm afraid. I'm just waiting on Robin, I have no idea where he's run off too." Replied Regina.
Kathryn's brow raised, "You don't think he's gotten cold feet, do you?"
That earned her a hard glare from Regina, "No, he hasn't gotten cold feet."
Kathryn shrugged, "Maybe he's out celebrating then. You know, last few hours as a single man." She grinned, "We should totally do the same!"
The brunette shook her head, "No, Kathryn-"
"Yes! Come on! You can show me this famous town of yours!" The blonde's voice was almost pleading.
Regina chuckled, "It's just a small town, Kathryn. Besides, there's still more things that need preparing before the wedding. I can't just-"
"You're the bride! Besides, your mother is probably taking care of everything by now, I'm sure."
"Knock, knock."
Heads turned to the sight of Killian, a charming smile exposed their way.
"Well…" Kathryn grinned at the sight of the handsome man.
Regina pulled the blonde back by her sweater, "You'd be wasting your time, Kathryn. Trust me." She smiled at Killian, "Killian, this is Kathryn. My best friend and bridesmaid. Kathryn, this is Killian Jones. A long time friend."
"Well, hello." Killian smiled, extending his hand as he shook Kathryn's in greeting, "It's a pleasure."
"Charmed." The blonde smirked. "Regina and I were just talking about going for a few drinks before her big day. Care to join us?"
"Kathryn." Regina snapped in a whisper.
Killian raised his brow, looking over at the brunette, "Enjoying your last few hours as a free woman, hey, love? I'm buying, let's go."
"Alright!" Kathryn exclaimed, wrapping an arm around her best friend, encouraging her to go along with them. Practically dragging her along.
"Regina!" Mary Margaret panted, running towards the brunette as they made their way out of Henry's home. "Regina!"
The older brunette's eyes grew wide at the sight of a panicked Mary Margaret.
"Slow down there, love. You look like the world is about to end." Said Killian.
"What's going on?" Regina asked, her brows furrowed.
After a few more breathless pants, the pixie haired brunette spoke up, "I just saw your fiancee, Robin. He was getting into a car…" She sighed out a puff of breath, "With Emma!"
Regina's eyes grew wide, "What?"
"Who's Emma?" Asked Kathryn, her eyes growing wide, "Is that- is she your wife?"
"Are you sure it was Emma?" Asked Regina, her lips parting open at the sight of the woman's nod.
Kathryn chuckled, "I'd say you need those drinks now."
"Cheers." Said Robin, clinking his second shared drink with Emma as they had decided to stop at a bar nearby. Just outside of Storybrooke.
The blonde couldn't even believe it herself, that she was actually sitting here, sharing friendly drinks with the man who was about to steal her wife from her for good in a matter of hours. After helping him in finding someone who could make last minute adjustments to his wedding tux. All while pretending to be Regina's cousin. She must be crazy.
"Thank you so much for agreeing to help me at the last minute. It means the world to me." Said Robin, the same smile he had been spotting on his lips ever since he arrived and sat eyes on Regina.
"What kind of person would I be if I didn't lend a hand to a man on his biggest day?" She smiled. Her eyes never leaving Robin's happy features, "You nervous?"
He nodded, placing his glass down on the table, "More than ever. I mean ever since I met her, I just knew." He paused, his eyes sparkling at the thought of Regina in her wedding dress. "I don't know if you've ever been married, but have you ever just met the woman of your dreams and, when you saw her- when she smiled at you… You just knew?"
Emma swallowed more of the lump forming in her throat, than the liquor that burned its way down in that moment. All she could do was nod for a moment, until she worked up enough courage to speak.
"I thought I had. Once."
Robin's head tilted in wonder, "What happened? If you don't mind my asking."
Her eyes met his in a moment's silence. She certainly had to be crazy to be having this conversation with the man who was as nice as could be, yet stealing the woman she loved from her.
"Of course, it's none of my business." Robin spoke again, "I don't mean to pry."
Emma shook her head, "You're not." She paused, bringing the glass up close to her lips, "She married someone else."
Robin's lips parted in surprise, "I'm, I'm sorry."
Emma licked her lips after taking her last drink of the day, "You should be." She chuckled, nudging Robin's arm playfully, "But, hey, congratulations on your wedding. You're a lucky man. I've known Regina… all my life. We grew up here. And this town meant something to her, her wife…" She paused, jaw tightening, "There was a time when she meant something to her too. But, she's doing the right thing in marrying a great man like you, who can provide for her and truly make her happy. She can get under your skin at times and is stubborn as hell, but she'll make a hell of a wife." A tiny sparkle in her eye could be seen at the many good memories with Regina. "She truly is one in a million."
Robin smiled, raising his glass before the blonde, clinking it with hers as Emma had hers raised in salute. "Don't I know it."
The yellow folder which contained the divorce papers inside, already signed was placed on top of the bar area. Killian's hand fell upon it, sliding it over towards himself.
"So, she finally signed, huh?" Asked Kathryn, "Am I going to get to meet her?"
"I very much doubt she will be at the wedding. She'd have to be crazy." Killian chuckled.
"Well, I don't know her. But, if she was crazy enough to leave God knows where with Robin. I wouldn't see why she wouldn't want to attend to your wedding." Kathryn smirked excitedly. Which earned her a hard glare from her best friend.
"I'm glad all this is amusing you, Kathryn." Regina spat, looking back down at the empty shot glass before her.
Kathryn glanced down at her watch, "We better be getting back, Regina. We have two more hours to get you ready."
Heads turned at the sound of the doors to the only bar in town opening up. Eyes grew surprised at the sight of Emma herself, coming in for another drink. The blonde looking just as surprised as everyone by the bar.
"Emma…" Regina whispered.
"That's Emma?" Kathryn asked, her lips parting in surprise at the beautiful blonde. She wasn't gay, of course, but as intoxicated as she had become just with a few drinks- Emma might as well change her mind. Her eyes turned to her best friend, "Regina, are you absolutely sure you want to divorce her? I mean Robin is a good looking man, sure, but you didn't tell me Emma was…"
"Was what?" Asked Regina, her brows furrowed.
Kathryn scoffed, her hands motioning towards the blonde who walked closer and closer to them, "Well, hot."
"Uh, why don't we leave these two to talk, love?" Killian held Kathryn by her arm, guiding her towards the doorway, "And, maybe get you to drink some water." He walked away, papers in hand to get them processed for her after he dealt with Kathryn.
Emma's head turned, following Kathryn and Killian out the door, looking right back at Regina who remained seated by the bar.
"I'm sorry, she's… my bridesmaid." Regina explained.
Emma nodded, "Cute." Her hands tucked inside her jean pockets, "So… today is the grand day, huh?" She watched as Regina nodded, her eyes looking down at her empty shot glass.
"Yeah." Regina whispered.
Emma motioned towards the shot glass, trying her best to get over this gut wrenching fact and relieve the thickness in the air that was surrounding them, "Well, hey, allow me to buy the new bride a drink."
Regina shook her head, "Oh, no. You don't have to-"
"I know I don't have to." Emma jumped right in, sitting beside the brunette, holding up two fingers up to Neal who quickly served them two shots. She took one of the glasses, handing one over to the brunette, "Come on, it's the least I can do after all the trouble I gave you in singing those papers."
Regina's eyes went from looking into Emma's towards the shot glass, accepting it. "Is this going to turn into one of your hope speeches? Because I'm really not in the mood for a hope speech right now, Emma."
"No." Emma chuckled, "I just came back from helping your soon-to-be husband find a taylor for his tux, and then had to sit with him for drinks, talking about how amazing you are. Believe me, I have nothing more to say."
Regina looked down at her filled up glass, the silence around them growing more by the minute as music from the jukebox played out in the background.
"You know, as much as I hate to admit it, Robin's a good guy and he will make a great husband for you."
Regina rolled her eyes, her head turning towards Emma with a hard glare, "There it is, a hope speech."
"Just listen to me, alright? While I have the damn courage to say it." Emma sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose, from preventing any tears to come out of her eyes. "I'm sorry that I never truly expressed what an amazing woman I always thought you to be. I should have. More than I ever did back then. And despite never being able to give you an actual wedding ring, much less an actual wedding… I really loved you." She paused, "And I wish you all the happiness in the world."
Regina picked up her shot glass, clinking hers with Emma's as the blonde held hers up in salute. Both women chugging down their drinks.
The brunette's head turned to the song that began playing out on the jukebox, The Flame by Cheap Trick. A tiny smile forming at the corner of her lips, her eyes looking towards Emma, "I don't suppose it's too late to ask you the honor for the first dance?"
Emma's brow raised, the corner of her lip curving into a tiny smirk as well, "I thought that was your husband's job?"
Regina shrugged, "You do owe me a wedding dance."
Emma stood to her feet, her hand extending before the brunette, which Regina took without any hesitation. Both headed to the middle of the bar, their arms positioning around each other's forms, while their feet did all the leading to the rhythm of the song.
Their eyes connecting with one another.
"I don't expect you to be at the wedding." Regina spoke, "So I want you to know that I loved you too, Emma." She smiled, "Ever since we met and you were determined to annoy me, I knew you would be the one I'd marry."
Emma chuckled, "Come on. Why do you want to be married to me anyway?"
Regina chuckled, her eyes looking into green ones, "So, I could kiss you anytime I wanted."
Emma's lips parted at the brunette's familiar words. She couldn't help herself, her head tilted, just as Regina's did until their lips met in a most anticipated, passionate and slow, loving kiss. Their lips had become one after ten years of not feeling each other's presence and embracements. Their arms wrapped even more around each other.
But soon, both pulled away, gasping in not so much surprise but in a, 'what did we just do?' look. Their eyes wide and lips parted.
"Regina, there you are!" Their heads turned towards Cora as she made her way inside the bar, "What on earth are you doing in here and with this one, while you are supposed to be getting ready?"
"It's great to see you too, Cora." Emma smiled sarcastically, feeling a brush of air as Cora passed right by her, reaching for Regina while she rushed her out.
"Come along, dear. You don't want to keep all your guests and Robin waiting."
Emma watched as Regina left with her mother, turning back to glance at her one last time before she was officially a married woman. She sat back near the bar, her eyes looking up at Neal who glared her way. "Shut up."
"Serve you another drink?" He offered, holding out the opened bottle.
"Why not?" Emma moved her glass closer to him, listening to the liquid as it was poured.
"So, Killian Jones… what's his story?" Asked Neal, pouring another shot glass for himself.
In the blink of an eye, everything was set up. All the chairs that were set up in the backyard were occupied by almost everyone in Storybrooke, David and Mary Margaret, Ruby, Eugenia along with both Henry's in the front row. Along with some of Robin's friends and own family. Robin standing at the end of the altar, a smile on his face, anxiously waiting for his bride-to-be to make her way out of the house and onto the aisle.
All the bridesmaids, along with Kathryn all sobered up standing in her place, glancing down at her watch from time to time. Wondering, just as Cora now was, what was keeping Regina so long to come down.
All was perfect, except for the weather who had decided to turn the sky gray and rumbling with thunder and a few drops of sprinkling rain. Not enough to run from.
Cora, of course, couldn't keep quiet on that very fact.
"What on earth is keeping her? She's holding everything up." She whispered over to Henry, who unfortunately had to sit next to the woman.
"For the love of God, leave her alone, Cora." He whispered back.
But, she didn't. The woman stood up, racing her way towards Kathryn.
"Cora." Henry whispered, which went ignored.
"Could you go see what is keeping her, please, dear?" Cora asked Kathryn, which the blonde simply nodded, leaving her spot and heading into the house.
Regina stood in front of the mirror, looking radiant and as elegant as ever in her wedding dress. Her stomach twisting and turning in a knot of nerves. Even more as soon as music began playing just outside her bedroom window that looked out into the yard.
She had to get married. She had to. She couldn't disappoint everyone. She loved Robin. She loved him, but still loved Emma.
A light knock at the door fallowed by her name being called out disrupted her thoughts. Her head turning towards Kathryn as she made her way inside.
"Is everything alright? They're all waiting for you." She asked.
Regina looked out the window, down at all the guests again, at Robin who stood there, anxious and nervous. She shook her head, "I can't do this, Kathryn."
"What?"
Regina turned to face her best friend, "I can't do this. I can't, I, I, I'm-" She stammered.
"Okay, breathe. Take a deep breath," Kathryn guided her, breathing alone with her while her hands rested on the brunette's shoulders, "That's it. In through the nose, out of the mouth. Good. Now…" She paused, "Where is this coming from, Regina? Why today? Robin is down there- everyone is down there-"
"I know! I know, Kathryn, but Emma-"
"Signed the divorce papers." Kathryn jumped in, "Didn't she?" She continued as the brunette nodded, a sad look in her eyes, "Isn't that what you wanted all along? Isn't that why you came back to this town?" Another nod. "Okay, so she signed, you signed, the deal is done. Killian is out there right now, filing everything so, unless you don't love Robin anymore, I suggest you go down there and do what you came here to do."
Regina blinked, fighting back the tears that stung at her eyes.
"You can do this." Kathryn urged her, smiling warmly at her.
Heads turned as a classical wedding march played out. Kathryn coming out of the back door, running towards her place on the altar. All while, Henry and Regina began to make their way down in between the aisle, arm in arm. The older man's eyes tearing up with joy at the sight of his daughter- once a child, now a woman- getting married.
And not to mention the smile the brunette's eyes caught sight of as she was walked down that aisle. It was glowing just as much as his eyes, just with the mere sight of her. And it was then, that Regina couldn't help but remember the moment where Emma had asked her to marry her, both still a couple of teenagers and fools in love. And even thought, she wasn't wearing a wedding dress, nor was she surrounded by family like now. The look in Emma's eyes as she said yes, and walked down the small aisle of that church they had eloped too to say their I do's. That look was forever engraved in her memory.
Enough so, that Henry caught sight of the smile on his daughter's lips. Which made him smile.
Of course, once they both reached Robin and she felt as his hand held hers, while her father gave her away to the man that would be her husband, her thoughts drifted away. As did her smile.
"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to join this man and this woman in holy matrimony…"
Family and friends smiled as the priest began to say his part. Every smiling face was there, except for one.
Emma walked along the beach, her hands inside her pockets. The wind picking up as it brushed her hair back, along with thunder rumbling in the distance.
"Do you, Robin Locksley take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love her and cherish her, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?"
"I do." Robin smiled, his eyes sparkling as his hands gave the brunette's a gentle squeeze.
A sight Cora smiled widely at.
"And, do you, Regina Mills take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love him and cherish him, in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, until death do you part?" He smiled at her, as Robin did.
Only, there was a hint of silence that everyone took notice in.
"I-"
"Regina!"
Heads turned at a voice calling the brunette's name. Including Regina's.
"Regina, wait! You can't get married!" Everyone gasped at Killian's shouts as he ran up the aisle.
"Come again?" Asked Robin.
"You can't marry him." Killian whispered over to the brunette, panting before her.
Regina's brows furrowed, "What are you talking about? Why on earth not? She signed the papers, which means there shouldn't be a problem."
Killian looked around at everyone's prying eyes, leaning in more towards the brunette, his voice a whisper, "Aye, she signed them. You didn't."
"What?" Regina's eyes grew wide.
"Oh, thank God!" Henry whispered to himself, his fist pumping discreetly victoriously.
The crowd gasped and murmured among themselves as they had heard.
"Regina, what the hell does he mean you didn't sign those papers? You said, you handled this." Robin asked, his brows furrowing.
"I did! I-" Regina took the yellow envelope from Killian's hands, withdrawing the papers from within it, her eyes taking in the blonde's signature on the bottom line. Next to it, there was nothing but emptiness.
"Regina…" Cora stood from her chair, glaring over at her daughter, "How could you possibly forget to sign, dear?"
The brunette silently shook her head, "I, I don't know."
"Well, this has a solution." Cora spoke up, looking around, "Anyone have a pen?"
Murmurs picked up, as every single guest searched their pockets and purses for a single pen.
Regina looked over as her father slowly handed over his pen. Her eyes taking notice in the hopeful look in his eyes. Her hand reached over for the pen, as her eyes looked over at a smiling Robin.
A smile that was soon gone as she stared blankly at the dotted line next to Emma's signature, then back up at him with a different look in her eyes.
"Regina? Sign the papers, sweetheart." He smiled again.
"Regina…?" Cora called out next, already growing inpatient.
Brown eyes met Henry's, until she turned to face Robin again. It was then, that Robin knew. They weren't getting married.
"Robin…" Regina whispered, standing before him, a smile tugging at her lips, "You don't want to marry me."
"I don't?" He asked, his brows furrowing.
"Regina, what are you doing?" Cora asked, which went ignored.
Regina shook her head, "And I don't really want to marry you. Not really." She paused, "I used to be so scared of what others thought, of ending up here for the rest of my life without so much as a life to look forward to, that I ran. I ran, without realizing what I would be leaving behind."
"True love." Robin whispered, seeing the answer in her eyes as they shined more.
Regina nodded, her eyes tearing up. "I'm sorry, Robin. But, I won't be true to my heart if I don't follow it. And my heart has and always will belong to Emma. Or Emily as you've met her."
Robin's brows furrowed, "You married your cousin?" His eyes grew wide.
"No, God, no. She's not-"
"Son." Henry's hand rested on Robin's shoulder, "I'll explain later."
Robin's eyes looked down at the engagement ring that Regina was now removing from her finger, handing it right back to him.
"I'm sorry. I have to get going, but enjoy Hawaii." Regina rushed off, only to be pulled back by Cora.
"Regina! What on earth are you doing? You can't possibly be thinking straight, running after that woman and leaving Robin to go off on your honeymoon alone!" Cora's eyes looked over at the next hand that grabbed onto her wrist, removing her grip from Regina's arm.
"Let her go."
"What?" Cora scoffed at Robin's own words.
"She doesn't belong with me. She never did. She belongs here."
The brunette's lips curved into a smile, her eyes looking over at her mother, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, mother. But, I should have followed my heart years ago, instead of going for a dream that you had envisioned for me."
"Regina, you can't possibly-"
"Goodbye, mother." The brunette ran off, holding up her dress to help her more with her running.
"Regina!" Shouted Cora, "Regina, get back here!" Her head turning towards Henry, "Henry, do something!"
"What would you have me do? There's obviously no stopping her." He smirked, watching as Cora stormed off in a fit of rage.
"Alright! Whoever wants to continue this party, head on over to the diner. Drinks are on the house!" Eugenia shouted happily, as everyone cheered, making their way out of the backyard.
Henry patted Robin's back, "Come on, son. There's no reason why you should leave. Have a drink."
The rain picked up as the brunette finally reached the beach, the bottom of her dress already dirty from all her running. She stopped, panting as she caught sight of her wife, making her way back from the beach, drenched in rain water just as she was.
Emma's eyes looked up, catching sight of Regina, standing before her in her wedding dress.
"Is the wedding over?" Emma asked, her eyes searching for Robin, "Where's your husband?"
Regina shrugged, "Probably on his way to Hawaii by now."
The blonde's brow arched up, "Alone? Is this some new tradition I'm not aware about?"
Regina smiled, "Well, you see, there was no wedding after all. Apparently I'm already married."
"Is that so?"
The brunette nodded, "That's so." Her smile disappeared as Emma walked right past her, shaking her head. "What, are you going to give me a hard time now because I'm choosing you over him? Why must you be so stubborn?!"
"I have every right to be, you walk away for ten years, then show up just to divorce me, you confuse the hell out of me and my feelings and now you're here saying you want to stay married." Replied Emma.
"I have a right to change my mind don't I?" Asked Regina, "I'm standing here in my wedding dress, telling you that I love you and I want to stay. For good this time. I'm not going anywhere, Emma. And, if you want me gone, well…" She looked down at the wet papers she held in her hand, tossing them off into the distance as they landed on the sand and water, "I guess you'll just have to divorce me."
Emma looked away for a short moment, looking right back at the crazy brunette. Staring right back at the Regina she always knew as kids. "Why do you want to be married to me anyway?" She asked.
Regina smirked, walking her way slowly towards the blonde she never stopped loving, "So, I can kiss you anytime I want." Her smirk turned into a big smile, just as Emma's pearly white's flashed in a smile of her own, filled with happiness.
Even a single tear rolled down her cheek, of course given that they were both covered in rain drops, it was hard to tell which cheek.
Regina's arms circled around Emma's neck, pulling her in closer, her lips crashing on hers in a passionate kiss that told her everything she always wanted to know.
Their kiss was interrupted as they heard the sounds of David's sirens sounding in the distance.
"Are you two trying to get struck by lightning?" David shouted, getting just as drenched with rain as they were now.
"What's the problem, officer?" Regina smiled.
"Well, it seems, I'll have to place you under arrest."
Emma smiled, her arm wrapped around her wife's waist, "What's she done this time?"
"Well, Granny has a party still going for you two, and neither of you are attending it."
"That's a serious crime." Emma's brows raised, looking over at Regina, "Should we go?"
"Let's." The brunette nodded, squealing as she felt Emma's arms scoop her up off the ground with ease, making their way back to the diner.
Everyone cheered, glasses of beer raised in the air, saluting both women as they made their way into the diner. Happily still married.
Emma finally placed Regina down on the floor as they entered, picking up a happy Henry as he jumped right into her arms.
The boy stretching out to place a kiss on the brunette's cheek. A kiss that Regina happily returned.
"Thanks, kid." Emma told Henry, happy that he was being understanding about this whole situation.
As Emma placed Henry back down so he could go off and play with his friends, her eyes fell on Robin who walked up to both women. "I owe you an apology. For lying about who I was."
Robin brushed her off, "To tell you the truth, I actually quite enjoyed it. It gave me a glimpse of the person who Regina fell in love with, years ago." He paused, smiling along with them, "Now, I was once told that she can get under your skin at times and is stubborn as hell, but she'll make a hell of a wife." He smiled over at the brunette, "She truly is one in a million."
Emma's smile grew, her eyes locking onto the brunette's, "Don't I know it."
Everyone cheered as both women shared a kiss, a longer one this time. Mary Margaret pushing through everyone as she snapped a few pictures of the happy couple.
While everyone danced happily around them, Ruby and Graham exchanged looks from across the room.
Killian walked up to him, nudging him on the arm, "You finally making a move?"
Graham's brow raised, "I will, if you will." He nodded his head towards Neal who stood by the door.
Killian handed his drink over to him, heading right towards Neal to make his move.
Graham's eyes moved to Ruby who was walking right up to him, his blood rushing to his feet. "Hey, Rubes."
"Graham." Ruby nodded, her eyes exchanging a quick look with the man as they stood silently side by side. "Can you dance?" She finally asked.
He nodded, "Sure can."
Both turned to stare at everyone happily dancing around them.
Ruby looked over to him again, "Want to prove it?"
Graham smiled, his hand reaching for the brunette's as they made their way to the dance floor. "You know, I should tell you something-"
"I love you too, you idiot." Ruby blurted out.
Graham's eyes grew wide, "You-?"
Ruby nodded, "I also know about Henry."
His breathing stopped, "How?"
Ruby smiled, "Nothing about you was ever a secret to me, Graham." She bent down to pick up Henry as he ran right to them, making him a part of their dance. Which made Graham smile again, feeling like he could finally be himself without having to hide with someone other than Emma.
While everyone danced to a faster beat around them, to Sweet Home Alabama, Emma and Regina continued to dance slowly, wrapped in each other's arms, as happy as could be. Staring into each other's eyes all night.
"Well, you're mom isn't going to be happy, is she?" Asked Emma.
Regina shrugged, "She'll get over it in a couple of years. It's our wedding. I wouldn't miss this for the world."
"Finally gave you the wedding you deserved?"
"No." Regina replied, smiling, "Better."
Emma's smile grew, her lips connecting with her wife's in a kiss they both soon grew lost in.