Chapter 8- Soothe
Emma's feverish cries tore through Snow and David's heart. "Shh… Shh.. Baby…" Snow pressed reassuring kisses to their little one's burning for-head while bobbing
her softly. "Charming, the medicine isn't working. What if?..."
But, before she could even utter the unspeakable thought he enveloped them. "Listen to me. We will not lose her. We'll give her some more and I'll draw her cooling bath. She's going to be fine my darling." He swore gently before pressing several sweet kisses to his loves sweaty forehead and lips respectively.
"Mmm. Love you Charming."
"Dada." The very tired Emma managed. "MA! Come on Em. Let's get rid of that nasty fever hmm?"
Forty minutes later, Snow, David and a considerably brighter Emma were all enjoying a relaxing bath together.
"Eee!" The eight month old exclaimed as she played with her very wet dolly and the tiny wooden boat Johanna bought for her. Snow's face lit up. "Do you like your boat Emma?" She said enthusiastically before giving an excited gasp. "Oh! Shall we see if we can make it sail?"
"I think we should make it sail." David agreed just as happily checking her temperature. "Her temperature is virtually gone. We better be quick." He said unable to help the smile that he could see graced both their lips.
"Yes!" They sang watching the boat bob as Emma clapped, one happy and content child and one happy boat.
A little while later they gently lay her down in her crib, read her a story and give her several tender goodnight kisses.
"Goodnight my precious Emma." Snow said softly as David held her close. "We love you." He finished. "I can't leave her Charming. Not tonight. Not until I know she's better." She quietly cried into the crook of his neck. "Shh." He stroked her hair and brought her face up to meet his and placed the most loving kiss on her forehead. "We won't leave her side. I swear to you. I'll get some blankets and our pillows… We'll make a little den on the floor."
She sniffed and her face slowly lit up. "A den for our little Emma." "It's perfect." "Hmm. I love you." Pushing herself up on her tiptoes she gives him a long a slow kiss that makes him have to fight back a blissful moan so as not to wake their princess.
"I love you my darling." David whispered when they finally broke the kiss.
That night Snow and her Prince Charming settled down to sleep huddled together on the nursery floor. They didn't hear a peep from the babe, not until they awoke to the delighted puzzlement of Johanna who had recently agreed to be Emma's nanny as well as already being a treasured step-grandmother. But, they didn't care, for by that afternoon her fever had been completely vanquished and Snow, Charming and Princess Emma were back to being a happy family once more.
Sorry, it's so short. I promise the next one will be longer. Thank you for the reviews, follows and love and Happy Holidays if I don't update before. xxxxx
