“It’s lovely Henry, thank you,” Emma smiles as she reaches across the table and squeezes Regina’s hand.
Regina nods trying to hide her grimace as she swallows some more chicken, “This was very thoughtful of you Henry.”
Henry beams, “You’re welcome Moms. I hope you like it…I had no idea what to get you for your anniversary so I figured dinner. I’ll leave you to your night.”
“You’re not eating with us?” Emma asks.
He shakes his head, “No, I’m gonna stay at Grandma and Grandpa’s so you can do anniversary stuff.”
“Thanks kid,” Emma replies, “We’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Tell Snow we can have a family breakfast at Granny’s,” Regina adds.
He nods waving goodbye to them before running out the door. Emma peers around the table to make sure he’s gone before using her magic to lock the door and turning to her wife, “Are you okay?”
Regina releases the control of her magic letting Emma see how pale she’s become, “I thought he knew how to use the oven.”
Emma nods placing her hand on Regina’s forehead, “Okay, I think we better get you upstairs before the worst hits.”
They love their son and his gesture was undeniably sweet…however his skills with the oven leave a lot to be desired, especially when both his mothers realised that he’d undercooked the chicken by 200 degrees.
“I think I’m about to die,” Regina groans as she collapses into the bathroom.
“I can’t believe you ate it,” Emma replies rubbing Regina’s back.
“I didn’t want to upset him. It was so sweet Emma, I had to eat some.”
“You’re so much stronger than I am.”
“Please don’t leave me…no matter how gross this gets.”
Emma smiles kissing Regina’s forehead tenderly as she reminds her, “Sickness and health, remember?”