AN: I was cleaning out my desk and found this written in a notebook in nine different colors of colored pencil. So I figured I would share this with y'all. I am assuming this is just after 4x3.
Snow decides it is time to get a babysitter for Neal. So of course the first person she "asks" is none other than his ass-kicking, crime fighting big sister.
"Okay we'll be back by 11." Snow called to Emma as they walked out the door, "bye!" They didn't wait for a reply as they closed the door, leaving Emma and Elsa in the living room with the sleeping infant.
"So…" Elsa started warily, "what now?" Emma opened her mouth to say something when Hook's frantic voice came over the walkie.
"Swan, we have a situation-" static came through, briefly cutting off his words, "Snow Queen," more static, "prisoners" static, "bloody hell, damn this thing." Emma rolled her eyes and gave him a reply.
"Stay there, I'm on my way." She clipped the walkie back on her belt as she put her jacket on. She gestured from Elsa to her sleeping brother, "You can watch him for me right?"
"Uh…yeah I guess," Elsa glanced at Neal, "What if he wakes up?" Emma shrugged as she grabbed her keys, phone, and gun.
"Feed him, change him, snuggle him…whatever works." Emma gave her a smile and a wave before opening the door, "Thanks!" She called as she quickly rushed out the door. The minute it closed Elsa heard Neal whimper.
"Please don't cry," Elsa pleaded. Too late, a loud shriek filled the apartment. Elsa sighed as she picked up the screaming infant. "This is going to be a long night."
AN: That's it. I know it's short…I guess I never got around to finishing it or didn't want to…whatever the case may be, I thought this was kind of cute… I have another fic scheduled to publish on Thursday…maybe Wednesday night at the earliest. Right now it's going to be called Neal's Curse. Anyway I have a few ideas for this one if you wanted me to keep going…