Author's Note: Hi fellow Oncers! This is my first OUAT fanfic and my first fanfic in years (reading Fangirl made me want to write fanfic again- great book I totally recommend it!). I'm planning on this being more than a one-shot but coming up with a plot in between trying to survive my freshman year of college isn't easy, so bear with me, please!

Disclaimer: I, quite unfortunately, don't own OUAT or any of the characters.

Please like and review if you like, and I'm definitely open to any suggestions you all might have plot-wise or otherwise!

"David, look!" Mary Margaret's voice was full of awe and excitement, her eyes bright as she stared at the image on the black and white screen of the ultrasound machine. On it they could see their growing baby; the faintest outline of his head and his tiny fingers. Even the Blue Fairy's magic hadn't come close to showing them such a sight when she had been pregnant with Emma.

David smiled at his wife before turning to look at the screen himself. He couldn't help the undertone of worry that crept at the edges of his excitement, plaguing him with unwanted thoughts. There was no curse, no more suffocating green fog. They would not lose this baby the way they had Emma. He gave Mary Margaret's hand a gentle squeeze as he tried to reassure himself, relaxing as she squeezed back.

"I'm looking," He assured her.

Mary Margaret clutched the ultrasound photos to her chest as they walked toward Granny's, keeping them as close to her heart as she could. The slightest pang of sadness made its way through her and she thought of a baby Emma, whom she had no pictures of, ultrasound or otherwise. Without warning her eyes began to tear and she paused mid-stride. She could feel David's worried gaze on her but she didn't look up, even as he wrapped her into a hug.

"Snow," His voice was a verbal caress and she smiled faintly at the use of her real name, glancing up. His eyes were calm, the look in them loving. "It's okay."

She shook her head. It wasn't okay. It wasn't fair. Not to them and not to Emma, especially with this new baby on the way. Emma had grown up an orphan in a world that she was never meant to grow up in, with no one to love and care for her the way Snow and Charming had desperately wanted to. This baby would have what had been taken from her.

"It is," David assured her. "Emma is getting her second chance, and Regina. It's finally our turn. I'd say we deserve it, wouldn't you?"

"But Emma..."

"Understands," He interrupted her. "More than we think. She did what she did to give Henry his best chance, too." He reached down and touched her rounded stomach lightly. "Emma's all grown up, whether we like it or not. We need to give this baby his best chance, too."

Mary Margaret studied his face quietly for a moment before rising up on her tiptoes to press a faint kiss on his lips.

When the pair got to Granny's, Mary Margaret immediately sought out Ruby and as they exclaimed happily over the pictures, David ordered. He spared a glance toward Dr. Whale who sat at the counter nursing a drink, oblivious to the hands of the clock and the bright sunlight streaming in through the windows. David tried to keep the frown off of his face. "One night" or not, he couldn't stand the thought of him and Mary Margaret together. Drinks in tow, he headed back toward his table where the women had quieted down.

Ruby grinned at him, plucking her drink from his hand. "The baby is adorable already! Looks nothing like you, David." She teased.

He chuckled and took a seat, sharing a smile with his wife before handing her a mug of hot chocolate. "How can you tell? It's in black and white. And it's tiny."

She laughed and shrugged. "But strong." At their raised eyebrows she pointed to her ears, wolfish in all but appearance. "I can hear the heartbeat."

Mary Margaret's smile brightened, her hand traveling hesitantly to rest on her stomach. The way she did it was always hesitant, like she feared that any child who blossomed in her womb would be taken from her, curse or not.

-0-0-0-

Snow White's hand rested comfortably on her stomach as she looked out the window at the stretch of land that was only a small part of their world. There was the forest, of course, an impenetrable mass of green from this bird's eyes view, and just beyond it the water glittered like a mass of diamonds as it reflected the sun's light.

A flash of blue captured her attention as a tiny bird rested on the ledge of her window, eyeing her curiously. She smiled and held out a hand, and the tiny, cerulean creature hopped into her palm.

"Hello," She greeted it and it chirped in reply.

"Talking to animals again, Snow?" A teasing voice asked and she turned happily to face her husband.

Charming looked tired, but happy, and she was happy to see that he wasn't wearing armor; there had been no threats from Regina today. He stroked a dark curl out of her face when he reached her, glancing at the baby bird still sitting complacently in her hands, staring out at the land.

"Go on." She urged it gently. After a few seconds of hesitation its sapphire wings spread and it took to the skies.

"How's our son?" Charming asked after they watched the bird disappear into the horizon, putting a hand atop hers where it still rested on her stomach.

"Daughter," She corrected, smiling. "And she's well."

"Good." He pressed a kiss to her cheek and they both turned at the sound of hurried footsteps approaching.

"Your Majesties," The courier bowed quickly.

"What's wrong?" Snow asked, keeping the fear and worry that churned her stomach out of her voice.

"It's Regina."