I OWN NOTHING!
Here is a flashback full of cuteness and feels!
Avery pulled up to the end of town and met Archie at the edge of it. She smiled at she pulled up to her old friend but with a sickening pang in her pit of her stomach, it had been 18 years into the curse, and the thought of her
loving this man that didn't remember how much he loved her still hurt.
"Avery." he said smiling. "Let me meet him." Avery got out and opened the back door, there was an infant boy sound asleep in the back seat. "Ohh.." he cooed silently. "He's so precious, what's his name?"
"James.. James Richard Gold." Avery said.
"James Gold.. Why James?" he asked, Avery held her breath, he seemed to be lite up. Nothing. Damn.
"Its an old name.. someone in my past." Avery smiled. "I was thinking Richard for his first name, so he could be Rich Gold." They both laughed. Archie pulled something out of his pocket, a camera.
"Take him out, I'll take your picture." Archie said, Avery carefully unbuckled the little bundle from his car seat and stood with him all wrapped up in front of the 'Welcome to Storybrook' sign. Archie snapped the picture and Avery quickly put the baby back in his seat. "Marco has the crib all set up, and I got the Nursery all painted and everything in your place."
"Archie. You guys didn't... How did you, he is only 12 hours old." Avery stood there touched.
"Come on, follow me." He got into his car. Avery got back into her car and obeyed. It took a few minutes, and they pulled up to Avery's place, she checked in the back and James was still asleep, but she knew that it wouldn't last for long. She carried James and Archie had her things, and let her inside. There Marco and Pongo were there, the house was warm and Marco stood up as him and the therapist lead Avery to the Nursery. A beautifully crafted cradle and a lovely mobile hung over it. The walls looked like a story book forest, like a very childish version of the Enchanted Forest, a cartoon version of Avery's home.
"Oh.. Archie.. Marco.. its beautiful!"Avery said. "Look little James. Its your room. Archie and Marco worked so hard to make you the perfect little room." she said to the boy, who woke up, looked around and began to heave, beginning to cry. Avery was ready for it, pulling out a bottle of breast milk, pumped from a woman who donated her milk to the hospital. Avery hoped silently that the curse built enough new, over lactating mothers into the system, so she wouldn't have to give James formula. She stuck the bottle into the little man's mouth, and he was instantly content again.
"Pongo helped too." Archie said, pointing to a paint paw print on the wall. Avery giggled.
"Thank you Pongo.. I think I have some treats for the hard worker. Dog and man." Avery said. the whole time, Archie was taking pictures of Avery's reaction to the nursery, of her feeding the baby, of everything.
They were sitting on the couch, and Marco was holding James, cooing over the little baby, Archie was still taking pictures, and Avery was relaxing. Pongo kept sniffing James, then he licked his foot, but it was covered by James' onesie. Avery got up, took the camera from Archie and placed it on the table. She then took James and placed him in Archie's arms.
"O-oh Avery. I don't know. I.. I don't think.. I've never done this before." He stammered.
"You're a natural. But support his head.. there we go." Avery coaxed him, and there Archie was , holding James. Avery smiled and took the camera off the table and snapped a picture.
"Here. Avery, get in the picture too." Marco said. Avery sat next to Archie and placed her hand on James' head. They both smiled, and Archie shifted James so he was supported on one of his arms, and put another around Avery. She could have cried, but didn't. She smiled wider and leaned into him. The camera shuttered, and Avery knew, that picture was a keeper. She leaned over and kissed James' little head, when there was a knock on the door. Avery got up and to her horror, it was Regina.
"Averianna.. Good evening.. I hear stories that you brought home a little bundle today." she smiled.
"I did.. My new son, Madame Mayor."Avery kept her shoulders square.
"Well. I am here to meet him-" Regina tried to make her way in, but Avery put her arm forcefully and stopped her from entering.
"I am sorry Regina. But my son is so new that I don't want too many people around him. Marco and Archie practically quarantine themselves." Avery stood nose to nose with Regina.
"Oh.." she purred evilly. "Well congratulations.. I wish you all the happiness." Regina smirked and left, Avery felt a pit in the bottom of stomach.
"Avery.. Are you okay?" Archie asked, Avery took James and held him close.
"Archie.. I don't trust the Mayor. Please.. Don't let me face her alone." she looked at Archie.
"Of course not." Archie said. "But I don't think you have to worry too much." he smiled, he placed a hand on James' head.
I hope you all realize who little "James" is.. *cough cough* Henry *cough cough*.
Wasn't Archie and Marco so ssswwweeett?
Hehehe is was like Archie and Avery were a little family.. for a minute.
I hope you enjoyed.
And thank you for those who have reviewed the first chapter! :D