CHARACTER INFORMATION

David- 48

Mary Margaret- 48

Emma- 28

Prince Neal- 3 months

FOLLOW UP INFORMATION

This story will follow the idea of Emma being jealous of her younger brother even though she is an adult. It will contain language, verbal discipline and physical discipline so if you take offence at the idea of an adult getting punished then please don't read.

David's POV

Today hasn't been the hardest day of work. My day consisted of a few people calling me for help, and then when no-one was wanting me, I stared at the picture of my daughter, Emma, and I standing outside the sheriff's car. Having my daughter working with me is my dream come true and it is a great way to bond, giving that Snow and I have spent the last 28 years missing out on everything. I looked over and saw the sweet notes beside the picture before sighing, because I wish I could've been a part of her life from the beginning. This is the father-daughter relationship that I hope never ends.

Around a year ago, when we were stuck in Neverland, my wife and I discovered that we were expecting our second child, and to say that Emma took the news lightly would be an understatement. We spent the rest of our time on that island trying to correct the attitude Emma was using but all our attempts to do so failed.

FLASHBACK

Normal POV

As Snow and David walk on with Regina and Killian, Emma trudges heavily behind them, making sure that her feet make all the noise but her mouth doesn't. Once they make it up a hill, Emma only being half way up, Mary Margaret and David stop and turn sternly towards their daughter. Regina and Killian walk on.

"Emma, we need to talk!" Mary Margaret said sternly as though she had ran out of patients with her daughter's sudden change of attitude.

"What is there to talk about?" Emma replied rudely and like she was trying her best to shrug everything off.

"Why have you suddenly became so rude since you found out?"

"Because you're obviously trying to replace me! I didn't have a fairytale upbringing non like you! My first foster parents, the Swans gave me up when I was three and when they had their own kid! All you want to do is have everything you've never had with me and then you'll throw me out!"

"Emma, we would never_."

"Just fucking save it!" Emma snapped in a rude manner.

"EMMA RUTH SWAN!" David scolded his daughter although in all fairness he was trying his best to stay out of the argument.

"Excuse me. Ruth?" Emma commented, obviously confused.

"Yes. That is your full name." said Mary Margaret.

"Why the heck do I have to be full-named now? I never had a full name growing up! It was always just Emma."

"Emma Ruth! Your second name is after my mother who actually did save the likelihood of you being born. When she was dying she insisted that your mother should drink the water that would have cured her. You're 27 years old! I expect more from you Emma Ruth Swan!" David stepped in again.

"It doesn't change the fact that you're trying to replace me."

Emma walks on as Snow and David watch her from behind!

"When we get to our next camp you are not going to be involved with anything else!" David shouted over to his daughter who was having a serious attitude problem.

END OF FLASHBACK

That is the jealousy that is still going on today. When my son, Neal, was born just a few months after that, Emma was good when she was around Henry, but as soon as he left, the jealousy kicked in. Now our relationship isn't as good as it was, but hopefully, it will get better once all of this stopped.

I was told that I could leave now so I left my office, grabbed my keys and went out. Everything was calm until I witnessed purple smoke growing over the buildings. Looking at it, it was obvious that Gold was involved with this so I just walked on. However, it was a while after that when Leroy ran past me, and I looked back at him while he told me to watch what my kid was doing in the future. I sighed into myself after he said that. He has to be daydreaming! Neal is only a few months old so… Emma? No! It can't be my baby girl who's in trouble! I looked around the town again and remembered that Regina had been teaching my daughter magic recently so I may as well get home in case anyone else gets hurt.

...

On my return, I could hear crying coming out of our apartment. Neal hardly ever cries so if this is his voice then something has definitely gone wrong. I went in and the look on my wife's face looked terrified. I looked around then asked what had happened and where Emma was. The answer shocked me because I found out that she had been sent to her room a while ago for trying to put everyone's life at risk. For a minute, I tried to process that my daughter had done such a thing, but my anger became too much for me and I knew that I would have to punish her for it.

"EMMA SWAN!" I yelled up the stairs, my voice sounding like I was not messing.

She appeared on the stairs and I sighed into myself while I endured my disappointment. How could she do that to our town? How could she disobey her mother and I? How could she put her brother's life at risk? I took a step closer to her while she took a step back, and I sighed again before talking to her firmly.

"Emma; do you have anything you want to say about this?" I asked her while showing that I wasn't joking.

"Sorry Daddy."

Oh no! She just called me Daddy. I can't punish her now or she'll be really upset. Why is it that the one thing daughters seem to be experts at tying themselves around their Dad's fingers? I looked over at my wife who mouthed the words 'stay strong' over to me, and at that I looked back at Emma and give her a warning with my eye, although I found it extremely hard to remain this stern with her.

"EMMA; DO NOT BE MOVING ANYWHERE! I want you to give me an explanation as to why your mother looks so distressed and why your baby brother has just started crying." I scolded her firmly.

I watched as she looked over at Snow and Neal, before looking back up at me. By this time, however, I was tapping my foot repeatedly on the floor and my hands were on my hips. Secretly, she must have known that she was going to be punished because the next thing I knew she was giving me her puppy dog eyes.

"I'm Sorry Daddy." she said with her lip out.

I walked over to her and before she made it up the stairs again, I put my grip firmly around her arm and dragged her carefully over to the sofa. The way I was dragging her wasn't exactly hard enough to make sure she wasn't able to breathe, but was enough to get a warning through to her that I was not going to put up with this behaviour anymore.

"This is going to be dealt with young lady. You're my daughter and it's about time I started treating you like you're my child."

I sat on the sofa which I had went over to and before the seconds went on for any longer, I pulled my daughter over my knee. After doing so, I rested my arm on her upper back and waited a few other seconds before starting.

"YOU DO NOT DISRESPECT US OR PUT OUR LIVES IN DANGER LIKE THAT YOUNG LADY!" I scolded her before l lay five hard smacks on her bum.

"You can't call me that!" She cried and to be honest, it made me want to punish her even more.

"EXCUSE ME! I THINK YOU'LL FIND I CAN LITTLE GITL!" I said before laying down seven more smacks.

"Daddy, please stop!" she cried and to be honest, it was enough to break my heart. Nevertheless, I knew that I had to finish the punishment.

So that this punishment could finish as soon as possible I laid another sixteen smacks on her bum and then decided that was enough.

"Up now young lady!"

I watched as she got up and when I was standing she flung her arms around me and hugged me. My eyes went pleadingly over towards Snow, and I stroked Emma's hair before stopping when she had finally calmed down.

"Emma; I want an apology for this." I said in my stern and no nonsense voice.

"Sorry Dad." she said through tears.

I hugged her tighter for another minute and after I had let go, I looked sternly into her eyes again.

"Go to your room!"

Luckily, she listened to what I told her, but when she was upstairs I heard the door slam. I then walked back over to my wife who was cradling Neal in her arms and I sighed before falling in love with the look on his face. I will never let anyone come in the middle of me and my family.