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"Remove the cloth." Snow White ordered the knight, curious to see the face of the person whom wears such strange attire. The knight obeyed, whipping the cloth off, and letting curled blonde hair cascade down the prisoner's neck. Her face struck her strongly… it seemed so familiar. But suddenly, the suspected spy whispered a name she thought she would never hear again.

"Mary Margaret?"

Her body tensed and her mind glazed over as memories of a chicken coop, howling and Red filled her mind. How did she know the name she had used as cover when she first met Red and the one that she had only considered using? Her mind came back into focus though when she heard shouting from one of the guards.

"You will address the Queen as Your Majesty, prisoner!" He shouted, raising his hand to hit the prisoner.

"Stand down Sir Raon!" Snow ordered, the knights hand pausing mid air, then snapping back into formation. "Guards, please step out."

The guards only hesitated a moment before following her orders, they could tell that she needed to have a private conversation with the prisoner. Once they had gone Snow looked kindly upon the girl, suddenly wishing her husband James was here.

"How do you know of that name?" She asked kindly, looking carefully at the completely familiar face for any reaction. Her forest green eyes exactly like her own widened with something that looked like realisation and with a whisper that barely left her lips, she said,

"Henry… It's real… oh my god… wait, then…" Suddenly her head snapped up, looking directly into her eyes searching for something and suddenly her eye catches Snows swollen belly, and if it was even possible her eyes widened even more but with panic and her breath became ragged. Snow jumped off her chair, running down to catch the blonde before she fell to the floor.

"What is your name?" Snow asked, completely confused by the reaction of the girl that could be no older then her.

"Emma…" she replied, blacking out not seconds after, her head falling softly to the side.

Convincing the knights to take the suspected spy up to the spare room near her own was a struggle, but after pulling the 'I am your queen, you will do what I say' card, they grudgingly obeyed and hauled Emma up the castle stairs. Emma. Placing a protective hand over her swollen stomach, she shuddered involuntarily. She had known for a while that the baby growing inside of her was a girl… she didn't know how she knew, but the feeling was so strong, much to James' belief that it's a boy. But the thing that had scared her most when Emma said her name was so, was that the instant she heard it, she knew that's what her baby would be called. And the blonde looked so familiar, it just stirred up strange feelings in her gut. Who is this girl? She looks so familiar but I just can't place it! And her clothes… so strange, she thought watching Emma resting in the spare room from the doorway. Suddenly arms slipped around her waist and a head placed itself on her shoulder. James was home. She turned and kissed him, lingering slightly, but pulled away when she heard Emma mumble something in her sleep-like state.

"Who's that?" He asked with confusion, but Snow saw the same recognition in his face that she had experienced, but the same confusion at not being able to place the face.

"That's Emma. And it isn't just me, she looks so familiar don't you think! It's been nagging me all morning, even since Sir Raon brought her in-"
"Wait, why did Sir Raon bring her in?"

"Well… you see… she's could be, ah, a spy from Regina."

"What! What do you think your doing bringing a spy so close to our bedchambers? She could kill us in our sleep!"

Snow nodded slowly, knowing full well that she could have just risked both her and her husbands life, but Emma wasn't a spy, strange yes, but not a spy.

"But we have a spy in Regina's castle James and he hasn't said anything about her sending her own spy. She's not a spy James, cant you feel it to?"

James looked at his wife with confliction, not able to say no but not willing to say yes, but she took his silence as the answer she wanted anyway.

"She was acting strangely though… when she first came in she called me Mary Margaret." Snow commented, earning a look of disbelief from him. He was the only one besides Red and Granny and now Emma who knew about the fake names. "And she mentioned something about somebody called Henry and how he was right. She seemed to realise something when she said that, because next thing I know she fainted."

James brow furrowed as he mulled over these strange behaviours. Snow was right about something being completely familiar about her, but he couldn't just let a stranger into his castle.

'I'm putting a sentry in front of her door in case she does try anything. I've got to go debrief the knights from the mission though, don't stay her to late, love you." He said, kissing her again with a smile and walking back down the hallway. Snow watched him go, and as soon as he disappeared behind the corner, she walked gracefully into the soon-to-be baby room and sat down in a rocking chair that her own mother had held her in and waited for Emma to wake up.

I'm so sorry that this one wasn't exactly eventful, but I promise the next few ones will be ;) I have some interesting plans up my sleeves.

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-Bridey