A guest requested a fic about Emma being jealous of Neal and Snow talking with her about it. Not really proud of it, I find it hard to write Emma jealous. But this is what I came up with!

Emma walked into the loft and fell down on the couch closing her eyes. To tired to move. Feeling a terrible headache coming up. David closes the door after her.

"Hey!" Snow called walking up to him for the kitchen holding Neal.

"Hey." He smiles and kisses Snow and Neal's head.

David moved to sit down besides Emma. But got called back.

"Gramps! Your home! Grams said we could go to the arcade!" Henry came bouncing down the stairs.

David shot a questioning look at Snow.

"He wanted to go! I said he should go with you. I am not taking Neal there, too many loud noises, it would scare him."

"Or he could get used to it." Emma whispered under her breath. This has been going on for so long. Every single thing goes about Neal.

Snow turned around. "Hm?" Asked not hearing her.

"Nothing! Nothing." She sighs.

"Well buddy, I'll take you. Some time with my man. I can't say no to that."

Henry smiled and grabbed his coat, David opened the door for him. "Bye, we'll be back in time for dinner." And followed his grandson out.

Snow walked over to the couch and sat in front of it with Neal on the ground.

"How was your day Emma?" She asked smiling at Neal. "Hi! Hi!" She coos at him.

"It was good, a bit..." She looked at her mom who wasn't listening to her at all. "Tiring." She sighed.

"Sorry?" Snow asked looking up. "What did you say?" She smiled at her daughter.

"Nothing." Emma said grabbing the remote control and turned on the television.

After a couple minutes she looked down at Snow again. Still smiling and cooing at Neal. She shook her head and turned back to the tv.

To her own dismay she couldn't help but looking over at the couple every now and then. Feeling a bit jealous Neal was getting all this attention. Why should she even be feeling jealous. She didn't like attention, certainly not the kind of attention her mother was giving her little brother. But still, she felt jealous.

She caught herself staring again. She was actually feeling kinda mad at her mom. Snow was so caught up in her baby she didn't even notice that her other baby was feeling miserable.

She suddenly started coughing. She winced looking down, normally her mother would go all super mom on her, making sure she was ok. But Snow didn't even notice.

She had a headache, her throat was itchy, she was tired and her mom was getting on her nerves.

She turned off the tv and stood from the couch going upstairs to take a nap.

Snow looked up. "Emma?" She stood up and placed Neal in his bassinet.

She went to Emma. "Emma, is something wrong?"

"Nope." Emma sat up on her bed.

"Emma."

"What?" Emma snapped.

"Something is wrong." Snow stated.

"What do you care?"

"I care because you are my daughter."

Emma huffed. "Wouldn't you rather be with your baby then me?"

Snow smiled now slightly.

"What are you smiling at." Emma said irritated.

"You, jealous of your little brother."

"Am not."

"It's okay."

"I am not jealous, just irritated." Emma sighed.

Snow sat down next to Emma. "And why would that be?"

"Neal." Emma mumbled embarrassed.

"So you are jealous."

"I am not jealous! I am not a four year old!" Emma was getting more irritated now.

"It's okay Emma-"

"It's not okay! I am 28, I am not supposed to be jealous of my little brother. I am just irritated that every little thing is about Neal. Does he have enough diapers, he can't go to the arcade of to much noise, you have to wash your hands first before holding him. It is just getting on my nerves."

Snow was shocked.

"He is a baby yes, you have to be careful, but he won't die of loud noises, and because Henry touched Pongo and then holding him."

"First. I am sorry, but it would have been the same with you-"

"I ended up in the forest with nothing but a blanket and I survived." Emma cut her of. "Babies are durable."

"Fine, I'll try to stop that if it is irritating you. But I won't say I can."

Emma nodded. "Thanks." She mumbled.

"But Emma, you have to understand a lot of time goes to Neal and I get you are jealous-"

"I understand that, I am not jealous-" Emma cut her of again.

"Stop interrupting me! Let me finish." Snow said in a motherly tone.

Emma nodded with wide eyes.

"A lot of time goes to Neal, but I won't forget you. What you said about me being rather with 'my baby' then with you? You are my baby too. Don't you ever forget that."

"Why didn't you notice me coughing and feeling ill, you always do." Emma said quietly and in such a childish voice it made Snow's heart ache.

Immediately Emma felt stupid. "Forget I said that.." She looked down.

"No Emma." Snow placed a hand on Emma's knee. "I did notice, I just thought you were sick of me mothering you around so I didn't say anything."

Emma looked up touched. "I am sorry for being a douche."

Snow smiled. "You are not a douche. If something is bothering you, just talk to me next time, please? I don't want my babies feeling sad."

"I wasn't sad, and stop calling me a baby."

"But you are, my baby." Snow smiled pinching Emma's cheek.

"Hey! Stop that!"

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