Chapter 2: Year One
"And her name?"
When this had started Snow had called herself Mary, after a glance at her husband. The glance was all the conversation she needed. The will that said Regina would come looking, sided with the sorrow at the necessity of the move 3amcs had given the name David without needing to think on it.
But they held each other's gaze at this one last question.
Through it becoming, "Have you two not picked one?"
Snow was the first one to look away. To her hospital sheets, that she was paler than where her fingers knotted the cloth, and paler yet for what the question asked of her. The first of so many things this whole plan would ask of them.
Trusting Rumpelstiltskin.
Lying, hiding, taking care of twenty-eight years.
"It's Emma," David said sitting on the side of the bed, and pulling Mary into the curve of his arm at the same time as she gravitated to his nearness. He felt the sigh as the flush of tension released from her body, against him, but he never looked away from the nurse. "Her name's Emma"
They could do all of it So long as they were together.
They would not give up everything now.
Not when this was the beginning.
Not when they would win now.
