This was one of the few times Emma Jones was freaking out. She was in a pain which she had never imagined before. And the pain was one that her husband, none less than Killian Jones himself, was powerless to stop. There was no amount of magic that could cease the pain of childbirth.
It was clear that Emma was panicking. This was worrisome to the one and only Mother Superior, who know that all of Emma's energy had to be put into birthing her daughter.
Rumplestiltskin had predicted the gender of the child. He had also told the expecting couple the name they would eventually choose. They would announce the name to the family after the girl was born.
Mother Superior did her best to calm Emma down. The new mother would be weak when it came time to push. This would cause problems. They were problems that she kept a secret to herself. She didn't want to further worry the already worrying woman. "Emma, you're doing great," lied Blue. "Just a couple more minutes and then you'll be able to meet your daughter. It's all going fine. Trust me."
Even a woman in labor could see through Blue's lies. "If this is fine," she grunted, "God save me from…" She broke off as a loud scream pierced the air. "AAH! Blue, what's happening?"
Blue looked worried. "Your time is coming sooner than I thought." A look Emma wasn't assured by grew over Blue's face. "Emma, it's time to breathe and push. Just follow that pattern. Deep breath, and then push." This was the part Emma hated. She had already birthed a child, but it had been in a Phoenix jail and not an apartment in Maine.
There was no way Emma wanted to do this at the hospital. She would not trust the main doctor, Victor Frankenstein, or Dr. Whale, anywhere near her daughter.
"Breathe and push. Breathe and push." Those words kept coming out of the mouth of Blue. Emma tried to follow the pattern. "Excellent, Emma, you're doing so well! I can see her head! She looks like her daddy already."
"Really?" asked Emma. "Well, I want to see." With a determined look, she scrunched up her face and purged all her energy into pushing. Then a cry rang through the air.
"Emma, you did it!" cried Blue. "She is adorable!"
"Emma?" asked David's voice. The door of the church slammed closed just after David, Snow, and Hook walked in. "Emma, you didn't tell us that it was time!" Immediately, Snow started to fawn over the baby. "She's a little thing of beauty. She's got your color hair, Hook."
"Of course she does," said Hook. "She's a little daddy's girl, isn't she?" He looked extremely proud, so David had no cause to burst his bubble with a sarcastic remark, as he usually did. Besides, he was just as proud. "We're getting old, Snow, we've got two grandchildren."
Snow burst out laughing. "If this is what getting old feels like, I'm glad we are," she said, and stroked her granddaughter's hair. "What are you going to name her?"
Emma and Hook looked at each other. "We had decided before now, but we wanted to wait to see her before we could be sure," Emma said. "We've decided to name her… Regina Marie Jones."
"You decided to name your daughter after the Evil Queen?" asked David, trying to hide his shock with little success. "I thought you and Regina were not exactly friends."
"Regina has saved our lives many times," Emma said. "I figured that this was the perfect way to thank her for it."
Emma and Hook took Regina home and raised her. But, at one year old, the little girl's parents travelled to the Enchanted Forest aboard the Jolly Roger and came back through Neverland. There was one problem: there was no return. They never came back.
Regina went to live with her namesake, the mayor, and her son, but when she got older Regina and Neal held a huge custody battle. For an unknown promise had been made, between him and Emma, that he would look after her child if anything should ever happen to her. Regina would have been willing to stay with her namesake, but there was one problem. Emma and Neal had gone to Gold to seal the promise, but, of course, they had to do it Gold's way and seal it with a kiss. And that was how Neal won the battle fair and square. At least in Gold's mind.
From three years old on, Regina grew up in Neal's household. He was the father that Hook never had a chance to be. Until something happened on the eve of her sixteenth birthday that would change her life forever.