AN/ Hi everyone. Here is something that has been on my computer for a while now. I wanted to finish it first before publishing it but as I won't have the time now, It'll be a two part story: the Emma and August part and the Henry part. I only ask you to read this with an open mind. It's kind of crazy but I hope that you will like it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Once Upon a Time or any of these characters. This story is for entertainment purposes only and has no commercial aim. Please do not publish without my explicit consent.

Worry

Emma sat down on the couch in her house. Yes, house. She was now living in the suburbs of Storybrooke with her son and her parents, who looked the same age as her but that didn't bother her any more. Not after what had happened in the past few months. She looked at the picture of her and Mary Margaret on the shelf. When they had taken it, they had been just roommates in the loft. Now they were best friends. Not always mother and daughter but they were getting there. Next to that picture, she saw another one. It was of her and Henry. They looked so happy. And they had been. Before this mess started. She took a deep breath and tried to be calm. She had to. She couldn't afford to lose control over her emotions. Not now.

She turned her head toward the coffee table and saw the most amazing picture in this house. Mary Margaret and David were laughing. He had his armed rapped around her. Next to them Emma had a grip on Henry who was trying to escape his mother's tickling. It had been a happy day. They hadn't known about the situation that was forming. They hadn't known the danger that they were in.

The noise of the front door clashing startled her. She looked in that direction expecting to see her mother but she was surprised when a puppet with the size of a grown man entered the living room.

"Hey." Her said with a warm tone.

"Hey. I wasn't expecting you until later." She said. "I thought that you and Henry were spending the afternoon at Marco's". Henry had insisted on visiting the old man after school.

"Emma, it's Wednesday. Henry is spending the afternoon with Neal." He reminded her.

"Is it? Sorry. I must have lost track of time." August didn't like the expression on her face. She was worried.

"Emma, you need to calm down. It's not good for you." He took her arm in his and pressed it to his wooden lips. "And it's not good for the baby."

"I know." Her eyes filled with tears. The combination of her opening up to the love of the people surrounding her and the hormonal cocktail of pregnancy was lethal. "It's just… I just regained control over my life and it keeps being interfered in. I don't know how much more I can take. I just got my family back and I don't want…. I can't lose any of you again."

"Emma." He wiped away the tears from her eyes and smiled as well as he could when Emma included him in the category "family". They hadn't really talked about the nature of their relationship but they knew it was serious. "We will get through this. I promise. I know that people don't believe my promises but you should this one. What I said the other day is true. You are not alone. You have me. And your parents. We will figure this out. You just worry about feeling well, ok?" Emma nodded. "Now, do you want some hot chocolate?" He asked. If his wooden face allowed it, he would smile.

"Sure. Still afraid of the stove?" She let out a small laugh and got up.

"If you burn yourself you can put on a band aid and you'll be as good as new. If I catch fire, I might actually burn down." They both laughed, which diffused the tension.

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"Any progress?" August asked while they were talking around the fire that same evening.

"I just spoke to the Blue Fairy." Snow answered. "She said they might have a lead on the Seer. Once we talk to her, we'll know what we are dealing with exactly."

"Emma." David put his hand on her shoulder. "It'll be all right."

"Let's better hope so." Emma took a deep breath.

"Are you sure you want to keep this from Henry?" Snow asked with concern in her eyes.

"Yes. Between moving in with me, getting to know his father and facing the fact that he'll be a big brother in 4 months, he has a lot to process. There is nothing that he can do for now." She took a deep breath.

"Emma, the Blue Fairy may be wrong." Snow said although no one really believed that.

"Both she and Rumplestiltskin?" Emma said with disbelief.

"This prophecy precedes them both. By a lot. What they know may be far from what originally was said. And we don't know that it is about you." David tried to calm his daughter.

"Yeah. The original could be worse." Emma said and put a hand on her belly where her child was growing. A child that could be their salvation or could bring their demise.

AN/ So? If I have done my job properly, you'll have a lot of questions. I have one: did you like it? Let me know. Please. Reviews mean so much to me (even negative ones).