Summary: Emma is not the only child of Snow White and Prince Charming raised an orphan. However her older sister Sierra wasn't given up for the greater good but stolen from her crib during the war with King George and the Evil Queen and left in the middle of the Enchanted Forest. She led a different life than her sister and then the curse came...

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Once Upon a Time or any of its characters and sadly not Colin O'Donoghue.

It had been a year since Snow White had been married to her Prince Charming in front of his mother by their friend Lancelot. Snow had explained to David the sacrifice that his mother had made so that they could have children in their future. Little did they know how soon in the future that would be, 5 months later Snow realised she hadn't bled in two months but the distraction on war with King George and the Evil Queen had distracted her. They went to a healer only to discover she was indeed about 2 months pregnant.

Struggling with war and travelling while pregnant was difficult but when Snow's water broke they managed to find a quiet place for her to give birth. That's what was happening now, Snow was holding her husband's hand as Doc encouraged her to push.

"AHH!" Snow let out a scream while she pushed, she'd been out of action during the fighting for four months, she'd complained about not helping but now she was glad. She didn't think she'd have to energy to give birth if she'd fought as well.

"You're doing great Snow! Just a few more pushes and our son will be here" David encouraged and if she wasn't in pain she would have laughed. Snow had never corrected him on the fact that the way the necklace swung meant she was having a girl.

"One more big push should do it" Doc explained just as another contraction hit and Snow felt the urge to push, letting out another scream she pushed harder and her scream was followed by silence and then a small cry as Snow slumped back in relief and David let out a laugh.

Doc wrapped the baby up, "It's a girl" he said handing her to Snow.

"A girl?" David sounded shocked and Snow started chuckling.

"I didn't have the heart to correct you" Snow laughed and the baby mewled at the shaking.

David looked amused and shook his head "You're so sneaky," he said before taking the babies small hand "Your mother is so sneaky" David shook her hand. Before looking at Snow "She going to look like you Snow" he brushed back the thin black hairs on his daughters head.

Snow shook her head "No, she has my hair but she takes after you, she looks a little like your mother actually" she told him "Would you like to hold our daughter?"

Reaching forward, David took the small baby and held her close "Hey baby girl, I'm your papa. You're very beautiful and very tiny" he spoke to her gently. Cradling her closer to him he looked to Snow, "What are we going to call her?"

"Well, I was thinking about Tamsin" Snow suggested and David nodded.

Smiling down at his daughter "How do you like that hmm? Tamsin sound good to you?" he asked and the baby gurgled and Snow laughed.

"I think she agrees" Snow rubbed her daughters cheek, eyes opening and revealing the bright blue eyes that she got from her father "Our Princess Tamsin".

8 weeks later...

Snow was back in action 2 months later, David disagreed to her joining the fighting so soon from giving birth but Snow was determined. They had help of friends they trusted who didn't fight to care for Tamsin when they were fighting but both would prefer that the war was already over. Tamsin was so young and all the moving around and fighting was risky. They didn't want to leave her without parents but there was only one way to end this and that was by winning.

Currently Snow was humming a song to Tamsin walking back and forth trying to get her to sleep, the child just kept giggling and kicking her legs making Snow smile at the energetic baby.

"You're just not ready to say goodbye to the day, are you Tamsin?" she asked and the baby laughed grabbing one of her curls "Yeah, it's the same as yours isn't it?" she spoke softly and Tamsin babbled as if agreeing with her.

"She still not sleeping?" David asked and Snow shook her head smiling.

"She usually falls asleep in her papa's arms, you always hold her until she falls asleep" she stated and David smiled taking Tamsin from Snow and she let out a little squeal and giggle.

David kissed her head "Were you waiting for me my little Princess" he said holding her too him. Snow smiled at the interaction between father and daughter. There was a peaceful silence between the small family, however it did not last long.

"WE'RE UNDER ATTACK!" came a shout from outside the tent and David and Snow looked at each other as Granny came into the tent.

"King George's men have breached the camp" she stated taking Tamsin from David as Snow grabbed her arrows and David his sword "I'll protect the little one, go on and lead your people" Granny stated putting the child in her cradle and sitting in front of the tent with her crossbow ready.

The Charming's ran from the tent trusting the older woman to protect their daughter as they went to defend their camp.

Granny sat near the cradle ready to defend the Princess as the sounds of fighting came from outside. The angry sounds of fighting and the sudden feeling of being taken from her parents arms made the small baby begin to cry. The screaming continued for a long time before Granny decided to try and comfort the baby and stop her from crying.

"It's alright little princess, you'll all be safe, you and your parents" Granny comforted taking the child's small hand in hers and shaking it. The tiny fist wrapped around Grannies finger and her screams began to quiet to shuddering sobs and whines.

"I wouldn't be too sure about her safety" a cold voice said and Granny turned around seeing nothing but a shadow in the dark but too late as she was shot in the leg with an arrow. Removing it she realised it was silver tipped before she passed out.

Stepping out into the light revealed the shadow to be King George, stepping towards the cradle quickly he lifted the baby from the cradle and instantly the baby began screaming again, as if sensing the danger. The men in the camp were a distraction, most of them probably wouldn't make it back but George didn't care. He was going to take David's legacy and heir as David had done to him. Sneaking out the back before the Charming's realised that there certainly wasn't enough men for an attack and something more suspicious was going on.

Getting onto his horse, he rode out of there fast before he could get caught. Once he was far enough away he turned directions and rode away from where his camp was located to the darker parts of the enchanted forest. This area was said to be filled with the darkest creatures imaginable and that was where George was planning to abandon the child. He doubted the babe would last any longer than a few minutes in this section of the forest with the vile animals inside especially with all the crying.

After travelling through the forest for 2 hours, King George set the baby in the forest and walked away. He didn't feel any remorse for leaving the defenceless child, in fact, he felt pride at finally being able to extract some vengeance on the Sheppard. He was no Prince, and his daughter would never be a Princess.

"David what are we going to do!" Snow cried holding the cream blanket with the mint green lace and stitching, the name Tamsin embroidered on it.

"We'll find her Snow, we have people out there looking for her right now. I'm about to go join them," David said, his voice cracked slightly trying to hold in the pain. He could barely think about it, their daughter, their baby girl, separated from them, alone and afraid. David had no idea what they were planning with her and the thought of all the possibilities scared him "We'll find our Tamsin, she'll be safe. She's our daughter, she'll be a survivor".

Snow shook her head "Why didn't I just stay with her? Instead of fighting, I shouldn't have been so stubborn-"

"Snow!" David interrupted "You can't blame yourself for this, we were purposely distracted. This was planned! Granny is one of the best people to look after her while we're fighting, she has senses that can see anyone trying to sneak up on her and unfortunately someone figured that out and disguised themselves. It's how I know it was planned, but we'll find her, I'll find her. Just like you, I'll always find her" David explained resting a hand on her face "I don't know how long it'll take, but I will find her".

Sniffling, Snow nodded "I know you will, and your right, she'll be alive. No child of ours would go down so easy. We just need to have hope that we'll find her quickly" she stated.

David nodded as someone came in to say that their search party was leaving, to cover more ground both Snow and David were going with two separate groups. Kissing his wife on the head and putting a hand on the soft cotton blanket, David turned and left the room determined to find her.

After he was gone, Snow let more tears fall down her face and the sobs began. Granny felt guilty, but as much as Snow wanted someone to blame she couldn't find it in herself to blame the older woman. David was right, it had been planned to work against them, but when Snow got her daughter back she wouldn't let her out of her sight again. Raising the blanket to her nose she inhaled the baby and forest like smell that ultimately reminded her of her daughter. Crying into the blanket, Snow felt her heart clench of her daughter not being safe and warm in her arms.

She'd been crying for what felt like hours but was probably minutes as she felt arms wrap around her and pull her close. Rubbing her back to comfort her, Snow noticed the warm voice of her best friend and the god mother to her daughter.

"I'm so sorry, Snow, we'll find her" Red told her.

Snow nodded and sniffed loudly "You didn't pick up a scent?" she asked.

Red shook her head, "No, whoever took her, masked both of their scents". Snow sighed disappointed but she stood up.

"Well, I'm not going to find her sitting about doing nothing" Snow said determinedly before getting up "Let's go out and cover more ground".

Rising from her seat Red followed her. Snow would find her daughter, she had to.

Robin had been on the run for a while, he'd had a close call with his last robbery. He needed to get as far from them as possible and the people had chased him on their horses. Luckily enough he'd found one along the way and 'borrowed' it. Robin had managed to lose them in the darkest part of the enchanted forest and was making his way back when he heard it.

The wailing of a small child. Taking his horse he walked in the direction of the crying, looking around he eventually located the direction of the crying. The child was hidden from view by some sort of beast however and reacting quickly Robin got his bow ready, removed an arrow and shot the beast just as it had raised its claw to silence what would have probably been its next meal.

Getting off the horse Robin corrected his cloak making his way over to the child. Looking down he saw it was a small baby girl, she couldn't have been anymore than a few months and appeared to be cold and abandoned. Taking off his cloak, Robin leant down and picked up the baby swaddling her in the warmth of his cloak and cradling her close to his chest to warm her up. Robin knew he needed to get her out of the dark forest, it was too dangerous for a baby to be here and it was cold, she was probably hungry too so he would need to find a wet nurse.

It was a cruel fate for any parent to abandon their child in the dark forest, no child under any circumstances should have been left to the cold and wilderness to die. Robin instantly got on his horse and took off in the direction of where his merry men were camping.

The opposite direction of Snow White and Prince Charming's camp.

"What are we going to do with a baby!"

"I don't know, but I'm not leaving her in one of those awful houses for children, you just saw the conditions and the treatment" Robin told the merry men "We've looked after her for the last few weeks, what's the harm in keeping her around?" he asked.

Little John snorted "How about the fact that none of us know how to look after a baby?" he suggested with the agreement of a lot of the men.

Robin shrugged "Nobody does at the start, we'll learn, I don't think we've done too badly so far" he said, the other men who had agreed with him about keeping her shouted their approval of the statement.

"That's three weeks Robin, keeping her is a lot more care needed," Little John explained "I'm just trying to look at this reasonably, we know nothing about babies, we're a bunch of thieves who are constantly on the run, that's not good for a baby".

"T'be fair, the conditions yer thinkin' about leavin' 'er in isn't great either mate" Will Scarlett added in.

Little John threw his hands up "I'm not saying we should leave her at the children's home, but how is running around with us good for her? Convince me why we should keep her instead of finding her a better home?" he asked.

Robin shrugged "We can be her home, she's one of us. I know it" he explained.

Little John watched as Robin looked at the little girl in his arms who kept reaching up to grab his hair or face. Instantly he knew the problem "You grew attached to her didn't you?"

Robin looked up "She's pretty adorable".

Little John started laughing "So I guess we should name the first merry women then?"

"I kind of already did" Robin said and Little John snorted.

"Of course you did".

5 years later

"Sierra!"

The giggles of the small child sitting in the tree carried down to the man looking around worriedly for her. Looking up Robin saw the five year old sitting on one of the high branches laughing and hugging the tree so she wouldn't fall.

"Sierra get down from there" Robin called as the little girl smiled.

"I can't" she replied.

Robin laughed "You got yourself stuck?" he asked and she giggled

"Yep, I need help" Sierra shouted back to him and Robin chuckled.

Robin didn't know how he was supposed to get her down, there weren't a lot of branches to hold onto to climb and he didn't want to risk her falling when they were coming back down. In fact, Robin didn't really know how Sierra had managed to get up there.

"Sierra, how did you get stuck in the tree?" he asked

Sierra bit her tongue as she thought about it "Well, I was thinking of a good place to hide, and I wanted to hide in the tree and then there was a blue cloud and I was in the tree" Sierra explained and Robin and the few merry men that were around looked confused as the young child giggled again.

"Magic", Marian said in a whisper as she walked up to Robin. They had married a short while ago, Marian had fit in immediately, especially with Sierra. Sierra adored Marian and Marian loved Sierra too. She believed there was something special about the energetic little girl and she was correct apparently.

"We can't be sure of that until we get her down from there safely" Robin said and Marian nodded as they looked back up to the girl.

Little John came forward with a wooden ladder a few minutes later "While you stand about thinking, I get stuff done" he joked as he put the ladder up against the tree and Sierra began to climb down, jumping onto Little John when she got down far enough who grabbed her quickly so she didn't fall.

Sierra had a big grin on her face as she chattered away to Little John who walked towards them. Robin instantly took her from him pulling her into a large hug and kissing her head before looking at Little John and Marian. They knew that this trick was something they would have to keep an eye on.

Over the next few months Sierra had shown more and more signs of magic. Lifting things that were far away from her, making flowers bloom and age, teleporting during games of hide and seek. While these were some of the calmer times, whenever she had tantrums or got upset, as young children did, Sierra's magic would be wild and sometimes dangerous to herself and others because she didn't know how to control it. Raising Sierra had got a bit more stressful and Robin and the merry men, as well as Marian didn't know how to handle it. It wasn't long after they discovered Sierra's magic that they discovered that Marian was pregnant. Raising the 5 year old sorceress as well as dealing with the pregnancy was becoming difficult and they needed to figure out a way to help Sierra with her magic fast.

"I don't know what to do, we don't want her to fear her magic-"

"But it is too dangerous to have her around the baby if she can't learn to control it Robin" Marian explained rubbing her husband's back as he sat hunched over with his head in his hands.

Robin looked at her "I wouldn't even know where to begin to look for someone to teach her".

Marian sighed "Well we have to find someone, before she hurts herself or someone else" she explained "I'm afraid for her"

As Robin and Marian discussed it they failed to notice the young girl in question was listening. Picking up what they said wrong, Sierra turned and left running into the forest surrounding the merry men's camp.

Sierra was running through the trees and it wasn't long before she got lost and started crying. People were afraid of her, she was dangerous, she might hurt someone. Scared and alone the child tucked herself in under one of the trees in the forest, eyes shut tight trying to stop her tears as she could already feel her magic crackling around her. When she stopped crying she felt a strange gust of air, it wasn't her magic but it was some type of magic.

Opening her eyes Sierra looked up to see a strange shadow standing before her. Sierra instantly back up against the tree afraid of the thing before her, the shadow offered a hand to her and instantly Sierra felt a bit calmer, whatever this was it wasn't trying to hurt her. It was offering her something, when she came closer she heard a voice, telling her of a land of magic where she would fit in all she had to do was go with the shadow. With some hesitation at first Sierra took the shadows hand.

Then the shadow began to transport her to this land of magic. Neverland.

Pan was grinning with success, Princess Tamsin had some powerful magic, and it would soon be his to control.

7 Years Later

Sierra had been taught to control her magic over the years, the boy Pan appeared nice but Sierra could tell when someone was lying, and everything about Pan seemed false. She missed Robin and Marian and Little John and the rest of the merry men. Right now she wished she had come across Will Scarlett, rather than the shadow, the last time she'd seen him was 10 years ago but he always made her feel better and at least then she'd feel safe. At least she'd be able to go home. Pan didn't make her feel safe, nor did the rest of the lost boys, the only one she felt safe around was Baelfire. He was sweet and looked out for her. Currently he was looking for a way for them to escape Neverland, she only saw him on occasion, he was hiding from Pan.

"Psst" Sierra heard, looking behind her at the trees she saw Bae standing there "Sierra, come on" Baelfire hissed at her.

Sierra looked around to see if anyone was watching before running to him. Baelfire took her hand and pulled her with him before they began running through the trees.

"Bae, where are we going?" she asked as they hurried.

"To my hide out, I've found a way to get us away from here" he told her and they quickly got to the hollowed out tree that Baelfire had been hiding under in order to stay safe. Picking up a coconut shell with holes poked in it he turned to her "I've got pans shadow trapped in here. This is our way off this land".

Sierra looked unsure "But what if we get caught, or Pan's shadow kills us?" she asked.

Baelfire put his hands on her shoulder "I'm going to get us out of here Sierra, this is the only way I can think of. You're like a little sister to me, I'm not going to let anything happen to you" he explained but Sierra still looked nervous "Do you trust me?" he asked.

Nodding her head she watched as Baelfire held out his hand "Then come with me".

4 Years Later

"Neal?"

"Yes, Sierra?" Neal looked over at the nine year old who was drawing at the table in the cafe. It had been 4 years since they escaped Neverland, the bond between the two of them had grown stronger. Neal was now 18 and looked at the 9 year old as his little sister. Sierra was the only real family he'd had in a long time and he was determined to keep her safe.

Sierra looked up from her drawing "Why did we have to run?" she asked.

Neal sighed, they'd been running from town to town for a while now, they'd seen two different states. They had been taken in originally by a nice older couple who couldn't have children. The Cassidy's had looked after Neal and Sierra until Mrs Cassidy had got sick and passed on and Mr Cassidy was finding it hard to cope. Neal had overheard him talking to the foster home and so Neal made sure to get Sierra and himself out of there. He heard rumours of people being split from their siblings in those homes, he was sixteen and he felt he'd be able to take care of Sierra. They'd been running ever since. Neal knew how to drive, Mr Cassidy use to teach him.

"We had to run because someone figured out we're on our own. They would take you away from me if they caught us because I haven't got a stable home for you" Neal explained and Sierra nodded.

"Good, I don't want to be taken away" Sierra told him before going back to her drawing.

"Did you finish your reading today?" Neal asked and Sierra nodded not saying anything "Did you really?" he asked.

Looking up innocently she smiled "You aren't supposed to be drawing until you've finished" he said sternly.

Sierra huffed "But I don't want to read".

"It'll help you learn" Neal explained.

"What if I don't want to?" she asked and Neal rolled his eyes.

"You have to"

"Nope"

"Yes or I'll confiscate you're art supplies" Neal told her and Sierra glared.

"Fine" she huffed again, reaching into her bag and took out her books. Neal wanted to keep up her learning, two years in school wasn't enough. Neal had looked up books that children read for school in the Library and found a way to get them for her, not all the methods were the best but it was important for her. He also made her do some maths but she absolutely hated it. She knew enough of the basics of maths to get by in life but that was the only agreement they made as long as she kept up her other learning. She loved art though and she was pretty good at it.

As Sierra began reading to Neal from the book she had a waitress walked over "May I take your order?" she asked with a smile.

Sierra grinned up a Neal "Can I have a hot chocolate with cinnamon please?" she begged and Neal put his hand in his pocket to see how much he had. They still had to get the bus out of here so it could be risky. After estimating the bus cost he nodded to the waitress to say it was okay and ordered himself a glass of water.

It wasn't long after they had finished their drinks that they were packed up and on the way to the bus. Portland, here they come.

6 Years Later

Neal was lying in the back of the car, Sierra was currently at some art school that she'd sneaked into most days. The 15 year old had got a great passion for art since coming to this world. He was going to drive to meet her at the park at 3:00 so he decided to sleep until it was time to go.

He woke up to the sound of metal scraping and the door of his car opening. Smirking as the blonde got into the car without noticing him. The sound of the car starting before pulling away, he waited before sitting up.

"Impressive. But really, you could've just asked me for the keys" Neal smirked at her startled reaction holding up his keys "Just drive. It's fine" he told her.

"I just stole your car. Your life could be in danger" the blonde told him and he smiled. She was kind of adorable with her thick glasses and tight ponytail.

"Neal Cassidy".

"Yeah, I'm not telling you my name" she snorted

"No, I don't need it to have you arrested when the robbery's in progress" he told her.

The blonde looked at him exasperated "Emma. Swan" she said reluctantly.

"Good name" he told her to which she rolled her eyes.

"So, do you just live in here, or are you just waiting for the car to be stolen?" she asked sarcastically, amusing Neal.

Neal grinned "Why don't I tell you over drinks?"

"Excuse me?" shocked she looked at him instead of the road.

Neal panicked "Hey. Eyes on the road". It was too late however and she'd ran the stop sign, if she got the car taken off of him, he'd have no shelter or way of getting around for him and Sierra. Not to mention if he was hauled off to jail, Sierra would be left alone and entirely confused.

"I am not having drinks with you. You might be a pervert" she said with disgust.

Neal laughed "I might be a pervert, but you're definitely a car thief" not that he wasn't. He couldn't turn her in without getting himself in trouble.

"I said I was sorry".

"You didn't, actually". Emma didn't know how to reply to that.

The sound of sirens cut the conversation off from going any further and Neal had to stop himself from panicking. He wasn't leaving his 15 year old sister alone with no clue as to where he went.

"Damn it" Emma said beginning to pull over

Neal looked at her "That's why I said 'eyes on the road'".

Neal noticed instantly that her tool for starting the car was still in the ignition "Screwdriver" he told her leaning over the seat pulling it out and replacing the screwdriver with the keys just before the cop reached the window.

"License and registration" the man asked.

"Hi" Emma said innocently looking at the cop sheepishly. It reminded him a little of the look Sierra gave people when trying to get away with something.

Neal leaned over quickly "Terribly sorry officer, but this is actually my car. I'm… I'm trying to, uh, teach my girlfriend how to drive stick" he told him.

The cop looked at him "She's got a lot to learn".

"I know. But, you know… Women" he said and Emma turned to him in shock.

"Alright, I hear you. It's a warning…this time".

"Yeah. Thank you so much" he said as the cop left and Neal climbed out of the back of the car getting in the front seat.

Emma looked at him outraged "What are you, some sort of a misogynist?" she asked.

"You're welcome. Oh, go. We got lucky" Neal said pointing forward and she raised her eyebrows.

"We? This isn't your car either, is it? I stole a stolen car?"

Neal smiled "Now, how about that drink?" Emma laughed slightly before starting the car again. Seeing the time on the dashboard of the car Neal saw there was 5 minutes until 3:00 "Can we call around to the park first, I've got to collect my little sister" he explained.

"You drive your sister around in a stolen car?" Emma asked and Neal shrugged.

"She's 15, not to mention, she helped me steal it" Neal stated and Emma smirked at him.

Pulling around at the park he saw Sierra standing there, getting out he let his sister climb in the back looking confused as he sat back in the passenger seat.

Neal smiled at her "Emma this is my little sister Sierra, Sierra, this is Emma. She tried to steal our stolen car" he told her making Sierra laugh.

"Nice to meet you Emma" Sierra said as she took her dark hair out of the plats they were in.

"You too" she said.

"How was your art class?" Neal asked.

Sierra shrugged "The last one I went to was better, this man knew nothing about art" she explained pulling on a leather jacket "Where are we going?"

Neal looked at her "Drinks with our new friend Emma".

"Sounds like fun" Sierra said smiling at Emma.

Sierra walked into the prison Emma was staying in. She'd discovered the visiting hours for prisoners and asked for a meeting with Emma. Sierra had ran away from Neal, she couldn't believe he'd listened to that man and left Emma. He said it was to help Emma, but Sierra thought it was because he was afraid. Afraid of the world he'd came from, afraid of seeing his father again.

It had taken 4 months for Sierra to gather up the courage to go see Emma. She was scared that Emma wouldn't want to see her, that she would tell her to leave. Finally getting up the courage, Sierra was going to see the girl she'd grew attached to over the past year.

Walking into the room where many people were meeting their loved ones. Sierra saw Emma sitting at one of the tables. Walking over Emma looked up and her and Sierra gave her a sheepish smile.

"Hello, Emma" Sierra said nervously.

"Hey" Emma said. The two of them sat in silence for a while before Emma finally spoke again "Why are you here Sierra?"

Sierra looked upset "I'm sorry" she told her "About what Neal has done, that you got caught in this. I'm not going to leave you though, I'm not going to abandon you" she told her.

"You're only sixteen, Sierra-"

"I don't care, Emma. I can take care of myself" Sierra interrupted "Neal made his own choice" she told her.

Emma looked down "Have you spoke to him?"

Shaking her head she continued "No, I ran off when I realised what he was doing. I tried to get to you in time but I saw you being put in the police car and it was too late" Sierra explained "I haven't seen him since, he tried to contact me but I didn't want to know" she told her.

Emma nodded tears sitting in her eyes about to fall "Thank you" she said breathily trying to stop her voice from cracking.

Sierra reached across taking one of Emma's hands in hers "Of course Emma. Neal was in the wrong and when you get out of here, me and you are going to stick together and support each other" she said smiling. Emma didn't look at her again until Sierra squeezed her hand "Are you okay?"

That seemed to make Emma break, her chest started to heave as she tried to keep in her sobs and Sierra was in shock, "Emma what's wrong?" she asked "You only have 7 months left until you get out and then we'll move away and we can start everything new. Have a fresh start!" Sierra tried to comfort her.

"I'm pregnant"

Sierra was instantly quiet, she didn't know what to say. Neal had left Emma in this state, pregnant and alone.

"Emma-"

"I'm giving the baby up" Emma told her "I can't keep it, I can't raise a baby. I'm only 18 and I wouldn't know how, I've had no good parenting examples. I mean my birth parents left me at the side of a highway. I can't mess up this child's life, I won't" she cried

Sierra was quiet again for a while letting the information sink in before speaking "Yeah Emma but both of us know what the system is like, maybe your child would have a better chance with us. I mean we love each other, you're the best friend I've ever had, we'll love the baby. You already do, I know it" Sierra told her.

Emma nodded "I do, which is why I can't screw this up" she said putting her free hand on her stomach "And they won't be in the system, It's a closed adoption. The agency has already found the child a family. He or she will have their best chance".

"You sure?"

"It's for the best"

Nodding Sierra smiled sadly "We'll get through this together Emma. I'll visit when I can, I'll try and find us a head start in our new life, choose a new destination to live".

"Tallahassee" Emma said instantly "I like the beach" she explained.

"And it's kind of a fuck you to Neal?" Sierra smirked.

Emma snorted "Kind of"

"Then let's do it"