Ok… So when I found out about Josh and Ginny (the actors of Prince Charming and Snow White) being engaged this idea just popped into my head. I'll explain – (and please take all this in a non-creepy way… I just have a tendency to overthink when I'm excited) so I was all happy about them getting married… having little tiny cute babies (that we all know Ginny wants desperately) and I thought… hmm… what is a way that they could write her pregnancy into the series… and then still give her some time off for maternity leave?... and somehow this came about…

So – some background… this is set loosely in 2 years' time… I've made Henry 14… just because that's about right… This chapter takes place in Mary Margaret's apartment/loft which Emma, Henry and Neal now live in. and yep - I've decided to name the baby Lila because I wanted a name that ended in A (like Emma) and upon my quick research session figured out that lots of princess names end in A so yeah… that's my reason… (and by lots I mean I can think of 3 so… wow… yeah that's tons of names…) anyhoo… story below

Disclaimer – I do not own any characters (apart from the baby), or the setting (storybrooke) – only the ridiculous plot…. So yeah…. Enjoy :)

LILA

"Thank-you so much for babysitting Emma, Snow and I really appreciate you giving us some time alone." David whispered sincerely, so to not wake the sleeping baby in his arms.

Smiling tightly at the little bundle of pink, Emma nodded her head. "I guess it will give us some time for a little bit of sister bonding… even though I'm sure she'll only sleep, poop and cry whilst you're gone."

David cracked a big grin. "Yeah have fun with all that, I'm sure you can manage for 2 hours though."

"Yeah yeah… I'll be fine… pass her over." She replied sarcastically. Holding the tiny baby in her arms was surreal. It was an action that filled Emma with too many emotions to count, most of which were unresolved, and were the cause of some resentment between herself and the small innocent baby. Emma had been held only once by their parents before being shipped off to another world to grow up alone. And here was this small baby girl, with a head of dark hair just like their mother, who had two loving parents that didn't plan on going anywhere. She had had a whole week of being a child with parents, and Emma who had only had 5 minutes was already feeling a sting of bitterness towards her sweet little sister.

Little Lila squirmed slightly after being placed in her sisters arms and David reached out to stroke her cheek, before depositing an overflowing diaper bag on the kitchen table beside them. "When will Neal and Henry be home?" David enquired softly, having eyes for only his youngest daughter, causing Emma's stomach to churn.

"I don't know, sometime soon. I think Neal wanted to take Henry out for a drive… which I think is insane… the kid is not even 15… doesn't have a permit… it makes me look bad…" she rambled, looking anywhere but her father and missing his supportive gaze.

"Well, however you decide to deal with that is up to you sheriff! I'm off to have a meal with my wife which should be amazing as neither of us will be covered in baby puke."

"What!" Emma's eyes widen. "She pukes?"

"…a lot," David whispers with a cheeky smile on his face before turning serious. "Hey Emma, I just wanted to let you know that I'm proud of you, of how you and Neal are trying to make your relationship work. I know it was a hard decision on your part as to whether to let him back into your life, but I think you are doing the right thing. He loves you, and I'm so glad you have that. That you have some version of a happy ending. He makes you happy. I can tell." He smiles before leaning over to kiss her forehead.

Emma smiles back at him and murmurs a small, "thanks."

David leans down and kisses little Lila's head then turns around and walks out of the loft only turning for a quick wave before he pulls the door shut behind him.

Looking down at her sleeping sister Emma murmurs, "I guess it's just you and me squirt."

It hadn't taken long for Lila to wake up and realize that her parents were not present. She had gone from a sleeping angel to a wailing devil in a matter of seconds. Emma had tried everything on her parents list. Singing a song, wrapping her tightly in her baby blanket and rocking her. She knew there had to be something the kid wanted. Holding the baby to her chest with one hand she used her other to pick up the bag David had brought with him and tipped it upside down, letting everything spill across the table until she found what she was looking for. A bottle of expressed milk from Mary Margaret, with a sticky label of instructions stuck to it.

1 - Warm up bottle in a pot of warm water (not boiling Emma!)

2 - Shake well (don't go crazy)

3 - Test on wrist (make sure it's not too hot for her!)

4 - Feed to Lila until she's full (she normally drinks about 100mLs…)

5 - Burp Lila (make sure to have a towel nearby - she's prone to vomiting)

6 - Throw out remaining milk

Snorting at her mother's worried comments Emma hastened to the kitchen to ready the bottle.

She had just started to feed the calming baby when she heard hurried footsteps in the stairwell. Sighing and shaking her head, thinking Mary Margaret was experiencing a bout of separation anxiety from her new baby, Emma went to open the door. However, Henry slammed it open before she could get there, with a look on his face that made Emma anxious the second she saw him.

"Where's your dad?" she enquired as her eyes opened wide in panic. She was answered rapidly by Neal finally making it to the top landing of their building and hurrying inside their loft, his body tense.

"What happened?" Emma whispered, trying to look them in the eye. Her heart racing and her legs trembling. She glanced down at her sister, who unaware of the tension in the room continued to guzzle her milk and walked over to sit at the table.

"I was driving," Henry began making Emma groan.

"Please tell me you didn't hit anyone!" she moaned before turning on Neal, "Please tell me you didn't let him hit anyone… or crash the car"

"No no… nothing like that," he replied. With a sideward glance at Henry, Neal walked forward and pulled a chair out from under the table, to sit directly in front of Emma. "We had just parked, right outside of Granny's, when we heard a scream. Henry being the hero he is ran off to see what was going on. I followed, and Emma, I'm not even sure what to tell you next.

Her eyes wide she murmured, "The truth" as a feeling of dread settled in her stomach.

Neal closed his eyes briefly then pinched the bridge of his nose. Looking at Lila, as she drank her milk innocently in Emma's arms he let out a shuddering breath before returning his gaze to Emma.

"There were some loud noises out the back of Granny's diner. When we got there all we could see was a blur of white, and a hole in the ground. Kind of like a portal. And your parents were holding onto the edge of … the ground I guess. Henry tried to run forward and pull them out-"

"He wouldn't let me help them!" Henry half shouts in indignation from his spot behind his father.

Neal turned around immediately. "It wasn't safe Henry! Your mother and I don't plan on losing you at the hand of another god damn portal. You were being rash!"

"Whatever…" he whispered sullenly, "it might have worked."

Emma watched them bicker as a flash of anger came up through her. "So what you're saying is you just stood and watched as my parents got sucked down some suspicious portal?"

Neal rolled his eyes, "No! Don't go jumping to conclusions. After I pulled Henry back, I noticed that the tree out back of Granny's had fallen in that storm we had last week. We grabbed a long branch and held it out to them. Mary Margaret grabbed hold of it, but she wouldn't let us pull her out until your dad was secure… that was when the portal closed over, taking the branch with it" Neal finished. "We did everything we could Emma…" he muttered.

Nodding slowly, Emma looked down at Lila. Guilt. That's all she felt, Guilt. She had been too consumed by her jealousy and resentment, and had even spent nights awake dreading the birth of her sister. She had been so sure that watching Lila grow up happily with two parents would be the worst thing that had ever happened to her. However, she had been too selfish to realize that inflicting her own horrors on another person, her sister no less would actually be more horrific. Especially for the baby and her parents, who were already consumed by a guilt of their own. Emma felt responsible for this turn of events, as if she had wished it into existence. And who knows, maybe she had.

Henry's voice cuts through Emma's musings. "What are we going to do with Lila?"

"Look after her of course." Neal's voice is so sure, that it pains Emma. Family is the one thing in his life that had always been desired and understood. He made it seem so easy. And although they had similar circumstances as children, Family was the one thing Emma still failed to understand. She obviously knew she had to and wanted to care for her sister, but how could she? After all the hardships on her already, poor baby Lila had to be taken care of by someone who wouldn't even glance sideways at her child when he was born. How the hell was she going to do this?

Neal, noticing Emma's distress, took Lila from her arms and began rocking her. "We can do this" he murmured quietly. Whether to Emma or himself, she didn't know.

"Has she finished her bottle?" he asked Emma softly as he gazed at the baby.

Clearing her throat and checking to see how much the small child had drunk, Emma noticed her head beginning to throb. "Yep" she replied, holding up the almost empty bottle.

"Alright" Neal replies before placing Lila across his chest to burp her. As he pats her back Emma stares in a state of loss and anger. How could her parents do this again? How could they be so stupid to be separated from their baby? She thought they had learnt their lesson with her.

"EUGHH!" Henry groans, before laughing as he watches baby spew drip down Neal's back.

This drew Emma's attention. "Oh yeah… she does that apparently. David warned me before… before… he left" she finished in a small voice.

"oh… well thanks for the warning dear" He snipes sarcastically. He holds out the baby to Henry, obviously intending to change out of his ruined clothes.

"Nuh-ah" Henry says stepping away from the baby with a wary eye.

"Please!" Neal whimpers, "Some of its dripping down my neck."

Henry reaches out to take Lila, holding her at arm's length, and quickly walks her over to Emma. "I've …ahh… got some homework to do…" he mutters, and runs away the second Emma's arms have a hold on the baby.

Both boys run in opposite directions, getting as far away from Emma and Lila as possible. "Great." Emma murmurs, looking from the tiny baby, covered in vomit, to the table strewn in baby things. "It's just you and me squirt. Let's get you changed."

Thaaaaaaaankyou for reading! – Please let me know what you thought so I know whether to continue this or not… :)