A/N: Hello, here with a new collection of stories. This idea came about after wondering what life would be like post series in the United Realms, then I got thinking about how Sir Henry was also there and how he would adjust to these people who were so similar to the family he lost. This collection was born. I'm taking requests as well. I don't own Once Upon a Time, it belongs to ABC and the creators. I'm just showing my appreciation.
Introduction: May I have this Dance?
"What is this?" Regina looks between her sons, a smile playing on her face.
Sir Henry held out his arm as he saw Henry do the same. They both escort her to where Snow and David are waiting.
After the coronation itself comes the celebration. Sir Henry sees his grandparents, or, well a version of them, standing a ways off watching their son dancing completely off time. His doppelganger is dancing with his wife. He sees her laughing about something. Young Lucy is cooing over baby Hope who is in Emma's arms as Killian rubs her tiny hand. Robin, Alice and Hook are sharing drinks. It's a regular family affair, a celebration tinged with just the slightest hint of sorrow as a member of their family is missing. He feels a pang in his chest. He was almost able to convince himself that he belonged here working with Henry in keeping this a surprise, but what he'd almost done: destroying these people's lives with the quill, very nearly killing Regina, forcing their Rumplestiltskin to give his life after being manipulated by the Dark One. It was a sacrifice made willingly he knew, but the point was still there. His family was still gone.
"Henry?" He hears Regina calling his name, but he doesn't respond. It's difficult to know who's she's asking after. He feels a hand on his shoulder and flinches, twitches, almost reaches for the sword at his belt before his brain catches up. His sword isn't on his belt. His belt isn't on his suit. He'd left it at Regina's house. She'd allowed him to stay with her. He's no longer seeking revenge, her head on a stake, but a new start.
"Mom," He replies. The word doesn't feel wrong. It feels right saying it for the second time this night.
"How are you doing?" Regina asks.
"Shouldn't I be asking you that, Your Majesty?" He allows his mouth to curl in a small smile.
"Fair enough. It's still a bit strange," Regina replies. "But seriously." And then Regina gives a look that makes Sir Henry wonder how his counterpart has dealt with having not one but two moms.
"I suppose it will take some adjusting," He replies as his sword hand twitches in half a fingersnap. "After being alone for so long."
"You're right," Regina places a warm hand over Henry's own relaxing his nervous twitch. "But it will get easier. And you're not alone anymore." The song changes to one that is familiar to Regina. "May I have this dance?"
"I'd be honored," Sir Henry replies. He takes Regina's hand as they get into position. As they begin to dance, Sir Henry hears Regina singing softly.
"Come stop your crying, it'll be alright. Just take my hand, hold it tight. I will protect you from all around you. I will be here, don't you cry…"
Sir Henry lets himself relax for the first time in a long time. He begins to think that maybe he can get used to things here.
A/N: So, I have a few other ideas as well. I'm happy to write requests. Next up: Lucy has the flu and wants her dad, both of them.