If you're not the one | SwanQueen / One shot

If you're not the one

A/N: This was a prompt from onceuponageek on tumblr: If you're not the one by Daniel bedingfield. Thank you for this, darling!

Time line: End of season 3, but no time travel. OQ canon. This is a SQ fic, though. I hope you like it!

This is a one shot!

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It was slightly cold that day in Storybrooke. The snow had already melted for complete, and the first signs of spring started showing: there were birds singing happily, the grass was green on the parks, the lake wasn't frozen anymore...

Everything was slowly changing, and everybody seemed happy about it.

Zelena had been defeated and now the sleepy town could return to its normal routine.

David had taken a week off the station to spend time with Mary Margaret and baby Neal.

Henry split his time between his two mothers' houses and enjoyed every second he could to play with Roland and to talk with Regina. He missed her so much that he was almost ashamed of admitting it aloud, afraid he was too old to want to be around his parents.

The boy also had his moments of grief when he was alone.

He hadn't had the opportunity to spend much time with his father, but he missed him too.

Sometimes he was angry for losing him right after they finally met. Sometimes he was sad. Sometimes he didn't know how he felt.

But for the most part of the time, he just wanted to be around people, because then he couldn't think about all those dark feelings inside him.

Regina noticed that change on the boy right after the curse was broken.

She could relate the feelings and didn't feel right to push him.

Instead, she decided to talk the other woman in his life. It broke her heart to see her son in such a state. Even more because he would never express that sorrow out loud.

The woman knew how it was to lose important people. She had lost so, so many...

And she was a mother, so she wanted to help him the best she could.

The mayor texted the former sheriff.

A long time passed without an answer. Tired of sitting still, Regina decided to look for the blonde woman.

Her first guess was Snow's place, but all she found there was the not-so-happy-anymore couple and the screaming prince.

The brunette chuckled at the sight of a very exhausted Snow White and a covered-in-baby-vomit David. Both looked nothing like their real selves, but the lovely looks they sent to their boy were enough to make sure they loved him very much.

She took her time to hold the child and to remember how it was like when Henry was that age.

The brunette rocked the baby in her arms until the cries came to a stop and he was sound asleep. Red lips curled into a satisfied smile as she put him back on his cradle.

They sure had walked a long path...

To think that only a year ago Charming would have threatened her just for walking on the same side of the street as Snow...

She brushed that thought aside.

"Emma?" Snow asked frowning. "I did not hear from her today." She looked at Charming, who was grabbing a cup of newly brewed coffee in the kitchen.