After dinner, Emika got back to the Chronivac, which was now in her office since ‘Jeff’ didn't exist in the current reality. But because it was her day off, her going there would look suspicious, so she claimed needing to check up on a gift she commanded for her husband's upcoming birthday.
"Being with you is the only gift I need, love" answered Mike.
"I know, I feel the same way. Doesn't mean I can't spoil you rotten anyway. What use is being an immortal empress otherwise?"
Once in her office, she looked at the Chronivac, which was showing an error message. “WARNING! Current change can't be cyclic! Frequently doing and undoing the same worldwide scaled change would destroy it. Please, make one of the two form permanent.„ The small part of Emika that still was Jeff found it an easy choice: They would just go back to being Mike's son 24/7 and would find someone else to become Mike's ideal wife in their stead. But it wasn't Jeff that was in charge of their live right now, and Emika had a harder time deciding. On one paw she didn't want to erase Jeff from existence, but on the other, she remembered how sad and lost Mike was before reality changed, and she doesn't want him go back to that sorry state.
Then she remembered their diner earlier, and how Katie asked if she could call Emika ‘mom.’ "I was so young when my mother died, I don't have the slightest memory of her, only mementos. You're the nearest thing to one I ever had Emika, so… Would it be okay for me to call you mom?" To which the kitsune immediately answered "Of course you can, sweetie! You don't know how happy I am you think of me that way," tears of happiness marring her face.
That recent memory make it easy for Emika to decide, she would stay herself forever, be the mother her precious Katie saw in her, be the wife of her beloved Mike… Sure, since the Chronivac maintained her awareness of the change there was still a very minor part of her that was still Jeff, cursing and berating her for her choice but that part was so small, tuning it out was as natural and almost easier than breathing.
While going back to the bedroom she shared with Mike, she remembered how he had confided in her that she always dreamed of having a third kid. "Hope I can get him in the mood tonight. Who know, if we're lucky enough, I might have a good news by the time his birthday roll around."