Emma blinked open her eyes. For a moment she fretted, for the idea of being in a hospital bed again terrified her. But then she noticed that white walls didn't own her view. Actually, it seemed like half of the town surrounded her. They were wearing friendly smiles and she noticed something squirming in Killian's arms. And then she realized.

She had delivered last night.

"Oh Honey we're so proud of you," beamed her father.

"What a safe delivery," expressed her father.

"He's beautiful," blinked Ruby as she hovered over Killian.

"And he kind of looks like me!" Shouted Henry with a smile.

Emma smiled gratefully at them but she felt like her space was being invaded. And just then Madam Superior came bursting in. "Hey!" There was authority in her voice as the chatting came to an abrupt end. "Leave, leave," she shooed at the people who were milled around her. "She just had a baby, would you appreciate it if you didn't get alone time? No! I don't think so!" And so Emma sent a grateful glance at her.

Only Henry, her parents and Killian remained after Madam Superior had done her job. She still hadn't seen the baby and hopefully she would soon. During the delivery she passed out halfway through, this little boy had been harder then Henry. For Henry she was only in labor for two hours but this boy left her in agony all night long. If it weren't for the magic of Mr. Gold she'd probably be dead. Never again, She thought with a sigh of relief.

"Well we should be going," said her father a few minutes later. Killian tried to conceal his smile. "Come on Henry, we'll treat you to ice cream." And the kid, who was reluctant to leave his mother, followed with a smile.

"Have you named him yet?" Asked Snow hastily but she was greeted by a shake of the heads and so the three left, though they sent looks back at her the entire time.

"So…" she said after a minute and her eyes drifted to his and she reached her son. "What are we going to name you?" She asked the little bundle. His eyes were ocean-blue, just like his father's. The face was broad but angled and he had inherited his ears. Along with hair. There was a tuft of black fuzz and Emma would think he was bald if she had known better.

"My father's name was Pann, I know never knew him but… it would be nice to honor him in my child." There was a hopeful smile along his lips and for the first time the man she had fallen in love with looked like an adult. There was no goofy grin but the sincere look of strength. He looked happy but where immatureness had once been there was a dash of sternness.

"Fine," she snorted. "But if his middle name is Pann then I'm naming him Peter."

"Peter Pann – no!" He hung his head in his hands and shook it. "I still don't see your obsession with this fictional character."

"If there is no Peter Pan then I am making one!" It was hard to contain the laugh, but it shown through her eyes. "With or without your consent!"

He shook his head again but then pressed his lips against hers. "Whatever you want my Princess, but this poor child will be named a horrible name and its all your fault." But there was joy in his eyes.

At that moment Ruby rushed in, there was confusion and enlightenment in her eyes. "Guess who just found out the gender of their baby!"

Emma smiled. For a few months Belle had been pregnant and for some time they had conversed, the two pregnant ladies of Storybrooke. "Get on with it Ruby!"

"They're having a girl! And they're naming her Wendy!" Ruby did not see the amusement in Emma's eyes. Neither of them understood when Emma spontaneous burst into a ball of tears and howls.

A / N Sorry for the shortness of this chapter. So after this is the epilogue! Which should be either really short or really long, depending on my mood. Just for your notion the epilogue will take place 7/10 years ahead of time and in Fairytale land. ): I feel really sad to end this, but I got plans ahead. Thank you so much for reading!