Age: 5 months
As David opened the door to the nursery he came upon a quite scene. Snow had Emma leaning against her shoulder, both sound asleep in the rocking chair. Neither of the pair stirred as Charming approached, Snow only awoke once David kissed her temple. "Hi," she said as her eyes fluttered open. David smiled, "Is she doing better?" Snow adjusted herself in the chair, careful not to wake little Emma, "The cough if finally gone but the fever just won't go away".
A worried look crossed Snow's face as she got up out of the chair. "Here I'll take her, you can go to bed," David whispered reaching for his sleeping daughter. Snow didn't want to leave her child. This was the first time that Emma was seriously sick; she wanted to make sure she would be okay before being left alone. "Don't worry, she'll be ok," he said as he took Emma from Snow's arms. "Alright, Charming" she gave a weak smile before heading to bed, "I'll get some sleep but I'll be back in soon" she said as she walked out of the door but not before placing a kiss on her daughter's forehead.
Emma stirred at the change of hands but David held her tight. "Hey there baby girl, you're alright Daddy is here." he whispered. He found a bowl of water Snow had left by Emma's cradle, taking out one of the cool wet rags and placing it on the tiny baby's forehead. David then took his wife's place in the rocking chair, relaxing into a familiar nighttime practice.
David absolutely loved being a father. He could not think of anything better than staring into the bright green eyes of his newborn daughter making her smile and laugh in oh so many ways. "I love you Emma," David whispered in Emma's ear. Then he began to hum a lullaby that was once sung to him by his mother. The words long forgotten but the melody still remained. Emma's eyes began to droop, giving in to the music coming from her father.
When Snow awoke the next morning she raced to Emma's room to check on her daughter, feeling terrible that she hadn't checked on Emma during the night. When she opened the door though she couldn't help but stop and stare. David and Emma were still curled up in the rocking chair together sound asleep. At the sound of Snow's footsteps David's eyes opened. "Good morning," Snow said as she placed a hand on Emma's forehead. "Her fever is gone," she smiled. "Yes it is," David smiled as he stood up, Emma still asleep in his protective arms, "It passed late last night, but she was so peaceful I didn't want to move her so I just stayed," he chuckled softly. Snow placed a kiss on David's cheek, "Good job, Charming."