I realized I didn't point this out in the last chapter. If you're new to my Red Snowing fics, my head canon is that after Neal, Ruby gave them a third child: Charlotte aka Charlie. The age differences vary depending on the verse. Since this one for the most part follows canon events, she was born when Neal was 2 and Emma was 32.

It was quiet, too quiet for David's taste. The kids were in bed, Ruby was working a night shift and Snow was out of town. An old friend of Emma's childhood was getting married and had invited her to be a bridesmaid. Emma was nervous about the whole thing, she hadn't seen Lauren since they were 8 and 10 respectively, living in the same group home. Snow had agreed to go with her, to make it a little easier on her. David and Ruby would've gone too, but Emma said it would be a tad suspicious. It wasn't like she could tell Lauren that Snow was her mother, they all appeared to be the same age. So, for one weekend (and one weekend only), Snow was moonlighting as Mary Margaret Blanchard, roommate and best friend to Emma Swan.

David walked back downstairs after checking on Charlotte for about the millionth time. Unlike Neal, she was a pretty easy baby. At only 8 months old, she was already mostly sleeping through the night and didn't give them much fuss. He couldn't help but wonder if Emma was the same way when she was a baby…

His thoughts were interrupted by the familiar sound of Skype beeping coming from the computer. He walked over and grinned when he saw Snow's profile picture lighting up his screen. He clicked accept and his smile only grew when he saw Snow in real time. She was wearing comfortable pajamas, leaning against the pillows in her hotel room.

"Hey," he said. "What are you up to?"

"Just relaxing. Emma's with the rest of the bridal party at some bachelorette party. I was invited and went for a bit, but it's just a bit too wild for my taste."

David chuckled. "Not as much as a party girl as you once more?"

"Having two young toddlers seems to have calmed me down a bit. Where's Ruby?"

"Working a late shift. Neal and Charlie are sleeping."

Snow smiled. "So, it's just you, huh?"

"Just me."

"I miss you, all of you. I wish you and Ruby could've came."

"Me too. Though, I'm glad I don't have to pretend to just be a friend of Emma's."

"I know." Snow sighed. "It's hard for Emma too. She's almost slipped and called me "Mom" a couple of times, luckily it's close to Mary Margaret. The good news is, the wedding is tomorrow and then we'll head home. It's nice to meet someone from her childhood, though."

"Does she have stories?"

"Oh quite a few. I'll wait until I see both you and Ruby to tell you, though."

David smirked. "I can't wait."

"There's a lot of things I can't wait for," Snow said, seductively. "This hotel room is so nice, I can only imagine how the three of us would wreck the bed."

He purred a bit. "I agree. I know just where I'd touch you too."

"Oh?" Snow smirked. "Prove it."

She undressed, her Frosty the Snowman pajamas (a gag gift from Ruby around the holidays), fell to the floor. David took in her appearance. Two kids had given her more curves than she had before. Even though she was no longer breast feeding Neal, her breasts were larger than they had been when they first met. Of course that didn't matter to any of them, time was changing them all. Yet, they still felt the same attraction they did so long ago.

"Where would you touch me, if you were here right now?" Snow asked.

David's hand moved to his crotch. "Um, I would start with your nipples. I would circulate them just like I used to."

Snow grinned and did just that, her pinky circulating the small pink flesh spots.

"Like that?"

"Uh huh."

"What else would you do?"

"I would take off your underwear."

She complied with what she said, so she was sitting completely naked on the bed.

"And then, I'd kiss you right in your favorite spot, maybe even nibble a little bit."

Snow moaned at the image, moving her fingers down there and pinching to simulate the sensation. "Uh huh."

"And then I'd wait until you were at your height…"

"Oh, you'd make me work for it, would you?"

"Of course. Then I'd insert myself into you, so I could feel you and how amazing that would be."

Snow let out another moan as she inserted her finger into herself. David unbuckled his pants and allowed his hand travel down so he could feel himself as well.

"How hard are you?" She whispered loudly.

"Very."

"I wanna see."

Adjusting his laptop and moving backwards, he maneuvered down his pants and boxers. Snow's smile widened.

"I would love to feel that inside of me, I would want you to come."

"And I would love to do that for you."

"I bet you taste as good as you feel."

"You know I do."

David let out a small sigh as he could feel his relief. "I wish you were here now."

"Me too, my prince Charming, but come tomorrow we'll all be together once more."

They dressed once again and soon, Emma came through the room, plopping down next to her mother when she heard her father's voice.

"Hey Dad," she said.

David smiled. "Hey Em. How was the party?"

"It was alright. I wish you, Mama and the kids could be here."

"Trust me, I do too. We've all missed you."

Emma couldn't help but notice the amount of time her parents had been talking. "You two just chatted before we left for the party? How much could there be to say in 45 minutes?"

Snow and David instantly turned pink, the latter changing the subject to ask about what Emma had to wear the next day. Their daughter pulled a face, launching into discussion of the lavender monstrosity. Luckily, she didn't realize that he was trying to distract her. Snow leaned back against her pillows. A close call indeed.