Author's Note: This chapter was thought up in about five minutes, but I swear it's gonna be fabulous. I got some of my inspiration from the show Bunheads, watch it, it's funny. Some inappropriate parts, get used to it. DISCLAIMER: I own positively and absolutely nothing. Please review, it literally makes my life to hear what you guys like and want to see (criticism is accepted happily). Emma's thoughts are the italics. Read and review!
Emma's POV
It had been months now since she and Neal had started dating again. They lived in the apartment with Henry, Snow and Charming lived in their 'castle', and Rumple and Belle lived happily in the pink house. Everything was quiet and serene for Emma Swan, Storybrooke had a low crime rate so she spent most work hours trying to beat her father in staring contests, she endured every weekly family dinner as her father and Rumple tried to out do one another in embarrassing her and Neal. She enjoyed waking up every morning to Neal's body against hers. Now, they were getting their first night alone in awhile. Henry was going to Snow and Charming's for the night and Neal had just left to drop him off.
"Ok Em, what creepy place are you watching me from?" Neal questioned, looking carefully around the apartment for a hint. He can't see me at all! Ha! She watched as he wandered over to the counter looking behind it. He thinks I'd be THAT obvious. Emma was almost offended from her great spot under the kitchen table, her near-nakedness blending with the chair legs that she crouched around. Ugh, he isn't even looking.
"Unless you start looking, you get nothing tonight." Her voice was seductive and loud. His head shot around, spotting her crouched form under the table. He quickly scooped her up and carried her off to their bedroom, both laughing as they slammed the door shut.
3:20am
Emma woke up after a great night with Neal to her phone buzzing like crazy. Seven missed calls from Mom. She quickly picked up the phone, worrying like crazy. Was it Henry? Was it her dad? Was it Snow who was hurt? "What's going on?" Emma asked into the phone nervously. Neal barely stirred, not even a train would wake him.
"Emma, Henry had a red room nightmare. He won't let Charming or me near him and keeps screaming for his mom." Snow exhaled all the words in one breath. Emma heard a loud noise in the background from Snow's end.
"MOMMMMM! Emma!" She heard Henry's voice, but it was pained.
"I'm on my way!" Emma spoke hurriedly as she dressed at the same pace, taking the time to write Neal a note and tape it to his forehead. He'll find it. Henry needs me, lets go. Emma grabbed the keys to her bug and ran out the door, jumping in the car and slamming on the gas.
3:30am
Emma ran up the stairs to find Snow and David outside Henry's door. He's crying, oh he's crying. She acknowledges her parents with a quick hug. Bursting in, she sprints to his bedside and grabs his hand. "Kid? Henry! Please talk to me, I'm here now." She holds his trembling body against hers in a bone crushing hug.
"Emma." Henry breathed a sigh of relief and sank into his mother's embrace. "I was so scared, I was back in the room. But no one was there, not even Aurora. I was hot and scared and the flames kept growing until I screamed. I woke up and I just needed to see you..." He trailed off, his sentence lost into his mother's hair as he buried his face into her neck like the scared child he was.
"Shhh, I'm here now. Mommy is right here, you don't need to worry. C'mon kid, lets go get some hot chocolate or something to put us back to sleep." Seeing that Henry wasn't moving, Emma ended up carrying him, not without a few curses, into the kitchen.
She looked up to see her parents had beaten her there. Man, we all think alike, all the time. Her father handed her two warm mugs as she sat down in a kitchen chair, Henry on her lap. Henry grabbed a mug and leaned back into Emma's chest, his heart slowing to join the steady beating of Emma's. Half way through his mug, Henry put it down and just snuggled closer to her. She put down her own mug, said an awkward goodnight to her parents and repeated the carrying process back UP the stairs, but with way more cursing. He definitely got heavier while we were in the kitchen.
Back in Henry's room he had claimed in this house, Emma tucked him in. Kissing his forehead and cheek before beginning to leave. "No, sleep here." Henry's words were slurred with exhaustion as he pulled Emma's hand. He needs me.
"Scoot over." She says, sliding under the blankets and lying next to him. Next thing she knew, he was curled into her, his breathing evening out, his soft snores sounding like Neal's. My baby, my beautiful boy. She loved seeing him act somewhat childish, it made her sad to see what she missed, but she adored the little bits she got. "I love you, kid." She mumbled into his hairline, falling asleep with him, forgetting all her worries and cares. Forgetting even the fact that tomorrow was Family Dinner night.
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