Christmas morning, in Snow and Bigby's rooms
*Snow wakes slowly, happy and relaxed. As she opens her eyes, she remembers: Christmas. It's Christmas morning. She resists the urge to run over to the tree and start ripping open gifts, content to remain where she is right now. It's Christmas morning, and she's going to spend it with the family. Snow smiles and shifts closer to Bigby, at peace in the perfect moment*