Ruby set down steaming cups of coffee and hot cocoa with cinnamon in front of those headed to New York City. Regina and Henry both picked up their cup and started drinking despite Ruby's warning about them being hot.
"You two are going to burn your mouths," Robin warned.
Regina shrugged. "That's okay." She took another sip of her scalding hot coffee and Robin rolled his eyes.
"So we have two cars and eight people," Emma began.
"Three cars," Regina corrected. "Snow texted me; she's letting us use their truck for Neal's stuff."
"Guess your threats worked," Neal muttered.
"Okay, so who's driving?" Emma asked. Then she reconsidered her question, "Are Regina, Neal, and I the only ones who know how to drive? Besides Belle, but I don't think it's safe for her to drive right now."
Henry's hand shot up in the air. "I know how to drive!"
His three parents all narrowed their eyes. "What?!"
"Grandpa taught me. David."
Regina sighed. "Right. And I had to play off my motherly fury as mayorly concern. But you're not driving to New York. Neal, Emma, and I will. Neal, are you okay to drive the truck?"
Neal nodded. "Yeah. So who's riding where?"
Roland wriggled off of Robin's lap and onto Regina's. "I wanna be with Mama."
"You don't want to be with Auntie Emma?" Emma pouted at Roland.
The little boy crossed his arms. "No."
"I'll take Henry and Violet," Emma volunteered.
"No, I want them in separate vehicles," Regina argued.
"Mom," Henry complained, "Mom will be there the whole time. It'll be fine."
Regina glared at Emma. "If anything happens, I'm blaming you. I'm too young to be a grandma."
"You're already a great-grandma!" Emma protested.
Regina leaned across the table and pressed her finger against Emma's lips. "Shhhhh. You are also too young to be a grandma."
Emma nodded, eyes wide and lips pressed tightly together.
"And I guess I'm with Neal," Belle said, putting a stop to whatever was happening between Emma and Regina.
"How about we meet at the town line in thirty minutes?" Neal suggested. "Then we'll head to New York.
"Sounds like a plan," Emma agreed.
~
Regina took one final look at the bags in her trunk before deciding they had everything they needed. She closed it and looked over at Robin, "Where's Roland?"
"Right here!" Roland ran out of the house, clutching a stuffed animal tightly in his arms. When he got closer, Regina could see that he was holding the stuffed monkey she had given him during the Missing Year. Roland ran over to Regina, who picked him up in one swift motion. "Hello, my little knight."
"Hi, Mama." Roland stuck his hand into his coat pocket and pulled something out. "For you."
Regina took it and felt a smile appear on her face when she realized it was from one of Robin's arrows. "Thank you." She set the boy down. "Can you get in the car? I'm going to go grab one more thing inside the house and then we'll leave."
"Okay!" Roland rushed over to his dad, still holding the stuffed monkey.
Regina slid the piece of Robin's arrow into her pocket and walked briskly inside. She walked up the stairs and turned into her and Robin's bedroom. She placed the arrow piece on her bedside table before opening the drawer and picked up the piece of the Olympian crystal Gold had taken. She nearly shut the drawer before something else caught her eye. Her hand brushed over a piece of tree bark. The memory came rushing back to Regina;
Will approached Regina, sitting on the ground with her back to a tree. She continued looking straight forwards as a piece of bark fell to the ground.
"Go away," Regina snarled.
"Pick it up."
Regina sighed and picked up the bark that Will had dropped. She was about to ask why he had it, but stopped when she flipped it over. On the back was a carving of an apple with an arrow slicing through it.
"He made it for you, but never got the chance to give it to you before he had to go off to New York," Will said quietly.
"H-He did?"
Will nodded.
"Thank you," Regina whispered.
Regina picked up the piece of bark and traced her finger over the carving. She slipped it into her pocket and closed the drawer. She jumped when she heard the door opening.
"It's just me," Robin assured her. "You ready?"
Regina turned to face her fiancé and nodded. "Yeah." She walked over to Robin and pulled him into a slow kiss.
Robin broke it and rested his forehead against Regina's. "All due respect, Milady, Roland's waiting for us in the car."
Regina smiled. "I know. I just... I love you."
"I love you too."
~
Emma's yellow bug was the last car to pull of at the town line. Emma hopped out and rushed over to Regina's car and tapped on the window. Regina rolled it down. "Yes?"
"Do you have the crystal?"
Regina held it up and Emma nodded. "Alright, I'll lead the way since I've driven there before, and you and Neal can follow. Do you have the address in case you lose us?"
Regina nodded. "We'll be fine."
"Okay. We'll stop for lunch around one, but call me if Roland needs to go to the bathroom or something."
"I know, I know."
"Then I'll see you for lunch."
~
Several hours later, three cars parked outside the building where Neal's apartment was. Regina, Robin, Neal, and Roland walked inside first and everyone else entered five minutes later so no one would get suspicious.
Once inside the apartment, Regina headed straight for the bedroom and pulled Robin's book off of the shelf. She opened the cover and pulled out the envelope that held Robin's letter to her. She took the letter out and read it, the words exactly as she remembered from the dream. Regina read over it several times before she folded the letter up and wiped away the tears that had begun to fall.
"Papa, why is Mama crying?" Roland asked quietly.
Regina heard Roland's question and looked up. "It's happy crying," she assured him. Regina put the letter and envelope into her pocket and flipped through the pages of Robin's book. On the last page she noticed something she hadn't in the dream. Robin had scrawled another note;
"I've read through all of these stories twice now, and I don't like any of them as much as I like the truth. Because none of them have you, Regina. And you'll always be my happy ever after."
Regina closed the book and looked up at Robin, her eyes growing wet again. "You're my happy ever after too."
Emma, Violet, Henry, and Belle entered the apartment. When Emma saw Regina's tear-filled eyes, she groaned. "Please tell me you two didn't break up. I've put in too much effort for this to happen!"
Regina laughed and wiped her tears. "No. I'm afraid you're going to have to put up with us - how do you and Snow say it - 'acting married all the time'."
"Good!" Emma turned to Neal. "So what are you planning on bringing back to Storybrooke? I'll help you haul it all out."
"...Was that a U-Haul pun?" Neal raised an eyebrow.
Emma thought about what she said. "Uh...sure! Hey Robin, if you can let go of your wife for five minutes, you could help us take stuff down to the truck."
"I can help too!" Regina exclaimed.
Belle shook her head. "Not gonna argue on this one. I don't think the baby would appreciate it."
"Alright," Neal clapped his hands together. "Violet, Henry, and Belle can help box everything up. Emma, Regina, Robin, and I will start carrying the bigger things down to the truck. Robin and I will sort out the little things back in Storybrooke."
Several hours later, the apartment was cleaned out and the cars were all packed. Only the bed and a few shelves were left, and Neal had decided he didn't need them.
"What now?" Henry asked. "Can we get pizza? I love New York pizza."
"Yeah," Emma agreed. "It's delicious, cheesy, and doesn't lie."
"Unlike you," Henry shot back. The two burst into a fit of laughter.
"Just pretend it's not weird," Neal whispered to Violet. The girl nodded slowly.
~
Neal ordered pizza and when the delivery man knocked on the door, Henry jumped up to get it. He opened the door and took the two boxes. Neal walked over and handed the pizza man the money before shutting the door. Henry hand already opened the top box and pulled out a piece for him and Violet.
"You two need to use plates," Regina said.
"We don't have any plates left in here," Emma reminded her before taking a piece of her own. Regina sighed.
"Mama, I want pizza," Roland tugged on the sleeve of Regina's jacket, causing Regina to look down at him.
"Okay."
~
After dinner, Regina pulled the Olympian crystal from her pocket. "So how are we going to destroy it?"
"Did our other selves actually destroy it?" Emma asked, frowning. "Or did Gold just keep it?"
Regina shrugged. "Don't remember. It's all kind of fuzzy."
"I vote we chuck it into the lake of fire," Henry said. "We can easily just take a trip down to the Underworld now and throw it in."
"We can't just toss all of our problems into the lake of fire," Belle tried to reason.
"Sure we can," Emma argued. "We could give the crystal to Zelena when she heads back to the Underworld and she can chuck it into the lake of fire. Problem solved!"
"It's not a bad plan..." Neal muttered.
"Alright," Regina stuck the crystal back in her pocket. "So what's the plan for tomorrow? When are we heading back?"
"Well, I was thinking..." Emma smirked. "There's a Chick-fil-A around the corner. We could stop there for brunch and bring some back for my dad. You know how he is about Chick-fil-A."
Henry laughed. "Like when he wrote an entire paragraph about how much he loved it?"
"And when he tried to compare not having any Chick-fil-A's in Storybrooke to losing your soulmate across the town line," Regina added, rolling her eyes. Robin wrapped and arm around his fiancée and kissed her.
"Ewwww!" Roland squirmed away from his parents and went to sit by Emma, who gave Regina a victory smirk. Being the mature adult she was, Regina stuck her tongue out at Emma.
Neal turned on his phone to look at the time. "I think we need to get to bed. At least those of us driving tomorrow, because we can't sleep on the way back."
Regina turned to look at Robin. "Oh, you're not sleeping on the drive home. I meed you to help keep me awake."
"Well then maybe we should actually go to sleep instead of watching Doctor Who."
"Or maybe you need to learn to survive on less sleep."
"Well maybe you should realize that the right amount of sleep keeps you from getting sick."
"And maybe you should realize that I don't care."
"Would you two shut up?" Emma groaned. "Save the arguments for when no one else has to listen."
"It wasn't a real argument," Regina protested.
"Alright," Belle clapped her hands together. "Bedtime! I call the real bed because I'm pregnant and I get special treatment. The rest of you can figure out how you want to set up the air mattresses."
Emma began to instruct everyone on where the air mattresses would go and who would be sleeping where.
Regina leaned her head against Robin's shoulder and Robin placed a kiss on the top of her head. "I love you."
Regina smiled. She looked up at Robin. "I love you too." She pulled him down into a kiss.