Part Two: There's No Place Like Home

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Alone in the cabin for the first time in the last few days they had been there, Reagan finally took the chance to look around at the life she could have had. No titles, not ever being called a bastard the second you were born, no evil stepfather to torment you for the first eleven years of your life, no evil queen as a mother, no curses, no magic, just . . . Bliss and, well, serenity.

She could only imagine what she could have had if her parents had succeeded in running away that July night and having her father raise her along with her mother. What kind of person would she have become? She definitely would have had a different mother.

Now she had left any ties to her past, besides Aaron, but he was only there for those last few months she was a princess. She didn't have a family anymore.

But she hoped she would have one again. 

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Storybrooke Maine, Present Day

"He's a handsome boy," David said, looking down at his newborn son over his wife's shoulder as they set up the crib in their apartment.

"Stop, you're going to spoil him," she said with a smile.

David looked up finding his daughter and the girl he saw as his own, "Emma, Regs, you okay?"

"Oh, yeah, of course," Emma said whilst Reagan snapped out of her head. "You guys finally gonna tell me the name of my little brother? Or should I just keep on calling him 'hey there'?"

"Well, the thing is, there's this tradition. Back in The Enchanted Forest, whenever a new royal is born, you usually announce the name at a coronation ceremony," David said.

"Yep, it happened for Serenity," Reagan said.

"Not you?" Emma asked.

The teen looked at her stepsister out of the corner of her eye before quickly saying, "Titles, illegitimacy, it was a different time back then."

"We would have done it with you if we could have," Mary Margaret said to her daughter.

"You're not gonna hold him out in front of the clock tower and present him like Lion King, are you?" she asked.

David chuckled, "Of course not. In fact, we've decided to forgo all pomp and circumstance for a nice potluck at Granny's."

"The important thing is to mark the occasion. To remind ourselves that after all we've been through, we're still together. As a family," Mary Margaret said.


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"So, I guess I'm apologizing," Elphaba said to the older teen couple as they all stood inside of Granny's for the potluck.

"It's alright," Aaron replied.

"Trust me, Elphaba. I know what heart manipulation can do to a person. Mom did it with Graham for many years," Reagan said, squeezing her hand. "I'm just glad you got your heart back."

"So am I," Serenity said, taking her girlfriend's hand. "So, we also kind of need to tell you guys something . . ."

"Yeah . . . ?" Reagan asked.

"We're dating."

Reagan looked between her younger sister, then Elphaba, then back at her sister, starting to smile, "Oh really?"

"Yeah . . ."

"I'm happy for you," the sixteen year old said before pulling Serenity into a hug, whispering into her ear, "I don't care if you're gay, bi, or straight. You're still my little sister, even after the end of time."

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