Charming hated this time of day. It was just after everything else had been dealt with. The castle was quite , peaceful and he could not put off the mountain of paperwork any longer.

Always being the Shepard at heart he preferred to be on his feet, busy with... Well anything other than paperwork.

Snow had dealt with some of it when when they had first married. Nowadays she was too tired this time of night, her pregnancy coming further along, plus the extra added stress wasn't helping matters.

Charming let out a sigh, the situation with the Queen was getting to both of them but he worried about Snow. He could see it in her eyes each day that passed. He hoped that Geppetto would finish the magic tree soon. The quicker he got Snow and the baby into the wardrobe the better. He could deal with what comes after as long as his wife and daughter were safe.

Daughter. The sound of that word sounded almost foreign to him. The day he had found out about Emma, he had been angry at Snow for giving that imp information that he could use in the future. Charming did not trust Rumpleskitskin but the way Snow had pleaded with him to visit the cells, he couldn't say no.

But now Charming knew what his future holds, he is only grateful that he now knows what the baby will be and even has a name for her. Though how Snow came up with it he will never know. The instant he heard it, it had felt right.

He wanted Emma to know that her father loves her. Sure Snow will tell stories about their old life, but he wanted to tell he in his own words.

Deciding to put the paperwork off longer, Charming pulled out an empty parchment before he knew it he was writing down everything that had been going though his mind the last couple of weeks. It was a calming action.

A little while later Snow walked in to the office, candle in one hand. Waking up with Charming missing had panicked her, it may have to be something she gets use to but while he is still around she wanted him next to her.

When she found him slumped over the desk fast asleep, he heart softened. For the first time in ages he looked peaceful whilst asleep. She almost hate to wake him.

"Charming." Speaking softly place her free hand on his shoulders to gentle shake him awake. "Charming, it's late. Come to bed."

"Hmm?" Charming stirred. Blinking a few times in confusion. When he looked down at his desk he saw the parchments and it all became clear.

"Guess I managed to put off the paperwork for another night."

"What have you been doing in here I was worried." Snow glanced down trying to see what Charming was looking at.

Gathering the pieces of parchment together he folded them to form their own envelope. Sealing them with the castle crest that he kept ready and waiting.

"Charming?" Snow enquire agin.

Not saying a word to her Charming turned the block of paper around and wrote one clear name on to it.

Emma.

"This way she will hear from me how much I wished I could be there for her." He finally replied, placing the letter in a lockable draw.

Finally taking a peek at his wife, he saw the tears rolling down her face "Of course she will know, I will tell her everyday. Not for one moment will I let her think that she is not loved by both her parents."

Charming decided not to reply, he didn't want to add to his wife's, standing up he gave her forehead a kiss and took her hand.

"Let's go to bed."

Part two will be coming up very soon, Emma finds and reads the letter. Please review and tell me what you think so far.