Let Me Help You

julia23602829 asked for a one-shot where Emma gets hurt very badly and needs Snow and Charming to help her with most everything.

Last week, Snow and Charming got a call from the school that Emma fell off the monkey bars. They met the ambulance at the hospital and went inside with their terrified little girl. A few hours later, they went home with Emma's arm in a sling and her foot in a cast. She broke her collarbone and her ankle. For the next several weeks, this independent little girl was going to have to accept her mommy and daddy's help more than she may have wanted.

"Emma, please," Snow begged. "Let me write the answers in for you." Emma was trying hard to use her left hand to fill in the answers on her math worksheet.

Emma shook her head. "I can do it."

Snow sighed. Because of the sling, Emma couldn't use her right hand. That was the hand she wrote with, so this posed a problem when the time came for Emma to do her homework. She was fine with letting her friends at school do her writing for her, but at home she didn't want Snow or Charming's help. She insisted that she was a big girl and could write by herself. She couldn't though.

"Emma," Snow put her hand on top of Emma's to stop her from writing anymore.

"Mommy, just let me do it."

"I know you want to do this by yourself, and you're trying your best, but your teacher isn't going to be able to read this, sweetie. Can you let me help you?"

Emma reached out her pencil to her mommy. "Fine." Emma knew her mommy was right. She wasn't very good at writing with her left hand and her teacher was definitely not going to be able to read what she just wrote. Emma sat back and watched her mommy erase what she tried to write and rewrite the numbers herself, then Emma told her mommy the answers to the rest of the problems.

Later that evening, Emma was sitting on the couch with her mommy and Neal watching some tv. Her daddy was out in the barn feeding the animals. Emma couldn't go with him because of her shoulder and ankle. She wasn't very happy about that. She loved going to the barn with her daddy.

"I'm going to take Neal upstairs and put him to bed." Snow stood from the couch and turned to Emma. "I'll be right back down to carry you up too, okay?"

"Can't I stay here and wait for Daddy to come back? He can carry me."

"Okay," Snow nodded, "he should be back soon. You stay right here on the couch though."

"Okay, Mommy."

Emma listened to what her mommy said for a little while, but then she decided she didn't want to wait for her daddy anymore. She was ready to go upstairs now and was going to do it all by herself. Emma stood up from the couch and hopped over to the stairs on her good foot, leaning against the furniture for help as she went. Then she decided she was going to crawl up the stairs and began pulling herself up step by step. She was too focused on the task at hand that she didn't hear the front door open.

"And just what do you think you're doing?" David picked Emma up from the stairs.

"I was just going to bed, Daddy." Emma gave him a big smile.

David raised his eyebrows at her. "You are not suppose to be going up these stairs by yourself."

"Aww Daddy, I was fine. I was almost halfway there."

"Let me help you the rest of the way."

"Fine," Emma huffed. She knew should could have climbed to the top by herself if her daddy would have let her.

David walked the rest of the way upstairs with Emma in his arms. He took her into her room and placed her onto the bed.

"Oh good you're up here," Snow said as she came into the room. "Let's get you dressed for bed, Em."

Emma looked up at her daddy. Her eyes wide. She didn't want him to tell her mommy that she just tried to climb up the stairs. She wouldn't like that.

David just gave her a wink, promising not to say anything.

Emma smiled and let her mommy and daddy help her get ready for bed.

Snow gently took off Emma's sling. Emma knew to keep very still so she wouldn't hurt her collarbone anymore. Snow was careful when taking off Emma's dress and putting on her nightgown too. Then, David put Emma's sling back on and took her into the bathroom to help her brush her teeth. Emma couldn't brush her teeth very well with her left hand either, so Charming was usually the one who did that. He carried her back into her room and tucked her into bed. They read her a few stories before kissing her goodnight.