They've finally made it to this point. There had been a lot of times where he wondered if they would, for various reasons. Emma's stubbornness, his flirtation with darkness, his death... Then there was the final battle that Emma had to fight, and the possibility that it might be her death that ruined their happiness this time.

But it didn't, and they're both here, and they're married. The celebrating had finally died down, Henry had headed off to spend a couple of nights with Regina, and they have the house to themselves.

"How does it feel not to have to be the savior anymore, love?"