Authors Note: Hello everyone! Hope you enjoy this Swanthief future fic, it's a two shot! I'm not sure if it's AU, or what.

It happens a couple months after the family returns from Neverland.

Neal awoke when he reached to only find air instead of Emma beside him. Deciding that his wife would be back soon, he attempted to fall back asleep, but as time passed he let curiosity take the best of him. Once he managed to get himself out of his warm bed, he slowly opened the door and could see some light coming from another room. Neal tried to walk as silently as he could towards the light and as he got closer he could hear Emma humming.

He reached the room and peaked his head inside. His heart melted at the scene of Emma sitting in the rocking chair moving back and forth with a small bundle in her arms. She hadn't heard him walking and her focus was entirely on the baby. Emma's finger was tracing the outline of her baby's face and Neal could see that his wife was smiling at the site of their child sleeping peacefully in her arms. He didn't want to ruin the moment, so he leaned on the door frame until he saw Emma's green eyes meet his brown.

"Hey." She said softly and Neal waited for her to nod for permission to interrupt the moment she was sharing with their child.

"Hey" He replied back as he gave her a kiss on the temple. His eye's going to the sleeping baby.

It took Emma a moment to realize that when she had left, Neal had been fast asleep, and she turned to look out the window, it was still dark so it hadn't been that long that she was in here. "What are you doing up? I thought I told you that I'd take the night shift tonight." She furrowed her brow in confusion. If there was one thing that Neal and her loved, it was their sleep.

"I woke up to an empty bed and I just wanted to make sure you both were ok." Neal started to defend himself but when Emma gave him an eyebrow raise he laughed and went on, "plus it's hard to fall back asleep without you in the bed." He pressed a small a kiss to Emma's lips and then his attention turned back towards the baby. "How's our girl doing tonight?" Neal's finger's ran through their daughter's light blond peach fuzz.

Emma smiled, watching how much love he had for their children always made her love him even more. "She's good. Woke up about forty five minutes ago and she demanded that it was time to be fed." Emma softly ran her finger over her daughter's small hand and let out a small laugh when her daughter hand took a hold of her finger in her sleep.

"Why did you..." Neal forgot to whisper and for a moment he stopped talking, eyes darting to his daughter making sure that he didn't wake her, "come in here though? You usually feed her in our room." Neal finished in a low whisper, still watching for any hint that his daughter was waking up.

Emma shook her head at him as she let out a soft chuckle. "You were really that tired, huh?" And when Neal tilted his head to the side in confusion, another laugh escaped her lips. "Babe, I did feed her in our room. I only came in here because, apparently our daughter is stubborn and din't want to go back to bed."

After a few moments of the parents looking at their beautiful little girl, Emma took a moment to look around the nursery. The soft yellow and pink walls, her daughter's name hanging above the crib (that they have barely used), the toys that sat on the shelves, it just felt right to Emma. She didn't ever expect that a room could make her feel so calm. She never thought that a simple room for her daughter could make her forget about her worries.

11 months ago, when Emma found out that she was expecting and got up the courage to tell Neal, they had decided that moving out of the loft was the best thing for their family. Henry needed his own room, their new baby would need it's own room, and Emma and Neal would love a room that didn't have a curtain between their room and the kitchen (parents need their privacy after all). So they found a nice house, close to the one her parents had bought, and instantly they both fell in love with it. Henry loved his room, he even got his own bathroom, well at least for now until his sister could share it with him. They had also managed to hide the news about the pregnancy longer then they thought. Of course Neal wanted to scream the news from the top of the clock tower he was so excited, but Emma didn't feel the same way. She was happy and excited about the new edition to the family, but at the same time her fears started to creep over. The last time she was pregnant she was alone, in a jail cell and had to give her baby away. It didn't take Neal long to realize what was going on in Emma's head and it hurt him to know what she was feeling, because he knew how happy about this baby she was. So Neal made it his job to make sure that Emma knew this time was going to be different. He started to follow her everywhere, yes he may have taken it to far but it worked, and it drove Emma crazy after the first day. Once Emma announced the pregnancy her mother and her started working on the nursery and while doing so they bonded even more, so not only is it the room where Emma would get to bond with her daughter, it was the room where Emma got to bond with her mother.

"How long has she been asleep?" Neal snapped Emma out of her thoughts and she looked at him and then back down to her baby girl.

"About fifteen minutes or so. I didn't have the heart to move her." Emma said keeping her eyes away from Neal, trying not to let him see the lie she was telling. It wasn't a complete lie, but it wasn't the full truth either. Catching on to her, Neal just raised his eyebrow and gave her the 'oh really look' and Emma took a deep breath before answering one hundred percent truthfully. "I just...when I get this time with her. When I have her in my arms... it's scary for me to let her go because..." She stopped and placed her hand on Neal's shoulder, "I know it won't happen, trust me I know, but because of what happened in the past, sometimes I feel like she won't be there when I go back. That I'll wake up and someone will have taken from me." The mere thought of having another child ripped from her was unbearable and Neal ended up clearing away some tears that fell down her cheeks. Emma let herself continue, her voice soft and struggling to keep her emotions in check, "I still have that feeling with Henry sometimes. That this is all a dream and I'm going to wake up and have none of you here with me, that I'm going to be back in Boston and I don't have any of you." Emma took a deep breath and then let out a breathy laugh. "It's silly I know." Emma's cheeks turned red as she tried to hide her face and clear the rest of her tears from her eyes.

"It's not silly." Neal knelt in front of her. One hand resting on her shoulder and his other hand went under her chin for her eyes to meet his. "And I hate myself for being the reason that you feel this way." He could see Emma start to try and stop him but he just placed his finger over her lips. "No you let me finish, because I want you to hear it." He could see Emma give in, her eyes giving him the 'ok' to continue. "I'm sorry that I'm the reason that you're scared that she won't be here when you get back." Without saying anything Emma just looked at Neal and she could see the guilt in his eyes. "It's my fault that you went through the pregnancy with Henry all alone, and you were forced to give him up. But I wan't you to know that nothing, no one can take any of us away from you. You are stuck with our son, our daughter and I for as long as we live." Neal heard her laugh and saw her lips form into a smile, and before Neal could say anything else, Emma pulled him in to give him a kiss.

"I love you, you know that right?" Emma said, lips still against Neal's.

"I do. And I love you." Neal kissed her back, but when he felt his daughter fuss between them, he pulled away. Neal just watched as Emma settled their daughter back down and placed the baby so she was resting with her head on her mother's shoulder and ran her hand in circles on her little back, calming the baby instantly. Watching Emma with their daughter always made him smile, she was a great mother, and he couldn't have asked for a better one for his kids. He could remember when their daughter made her entrance into the world how scared Emma was and constantly telling him that she didn't think she could be a good mother. Once the baby was handed to Emma it took no time for the maternal instincts to kick in.

"Now, can we please stop going back into the past. I thought the last time we talked about this was going to be the last." Neal was going to argue but she interrupted him. "I don't want to live in the past Neal. I've forgiven you...it took time, but I let you back in. So let's just live in the present and for the future with our family." When Neal didn't reply she raised her eyebrows challenging him and spoke again. "Ok?" This time it was more forceful and Neal nodded his head, not daring to challenge Emma, especially an Emma who hasn't had all that much sleep. Emma smiled her victory smile and Neal leaned in for a kiss and she kissed back.

"Mom? Dad?" They broke apart when they heard their son's sleepy voice, Emma crinkled her nose realizing that they had been caught by their 11 year old. At least it wasn't like the time where he almost walked in on them, oh how they loved having a door to their room.

"Hey buddy. What are you doing up at this hour?" Neal question as he got to his feet and walked over to Henry. It wasn't until he got a little closer that he saw the fear in his son's eyes. "Hey, what's wrong?" Neal pulled him into a hug.

"It was nothing." Henry tried to cover up, taking in the warm embrace.

"No kid, what's wrong." Henry hadn't realized that his mother was now by his side. His sister tucked into her arm as her free hand rose to his chin, making Henry look directly into his mother's eyes. "And no lying."

After a few seconds he answered, "It was about Neverland again." His eyes starting to water.

"Oh kid." Emma pulled her son into her other side, making sure not to disturb her daughter.

He tried to wipe some stray tears away before he spoke. "I went to your room and when I didn't see you I got a little scared." He cuddled into his mother's side and let out a relaxing breath when he felt his father rub soft circles on his back. Then Henry remembered where he was. "Why are you in here? Is Anna ok?" Concern for his sister becoming more important than his nightmare.

"She's fine bud. Just inherited your mom's stubbornness and didn't want to sleep." Neal felt Emma give him a small hit on his shoulder and Henry laughed. Neal smiled at his son as the concern went away. "What do you say we go back to bed. Hmm?" Neal asked and pulled Henry closer towards him. Henry gave a small nod. "Then you can tell us about your dream. Does that sound good?" Henry gave another nod and Neal swore he could see a faint smile on Henry's face realizing that he was going to get to sleep in his parent's room (Henry really didn't care that he was 11, he needed his parents right now). Neal let out a small laugh and led his family back to his room.

Hope you enjoyed part 1! Part 2 will hopefully after I finish work tonight. Reviews are loved and who knows if that will make me post a little sooner :P Thanks for Reading!