So I tried to add some Daddy Charming in here for the guest from chapter 14/15. I am sorry you had to wait so long; I know it isn't much but I hope I at least did it justice.

Thanks to Sashagomez98 for leaving the 100th review! Thanks to all of you who reviewed chapter 20, I was anxious to see how it would be received.

I wanted to wait ten days from posting 20 till I post 21, but as readers have decreased and reviews have stopped I decided to post today. 8 days is longer than you've had to wait before so :')

I will probably post another before Christmas, but maybe not. Who knows.

I don't have a name for this chapter, but apparently I can't post with no name so I had to come up with something on the spot.

Possible TW.

Chapter 21 – "…"

Snow glanced up at her husband for a second before looking back down at the warm, mewling bundle in her arms. The grin had not left her face she was handed the child by the proud father. The couple had had discussions on the name, but had not informed the royal couple were eagerly awaiting the announcement, but they were content just looking at her.

The child had been cleaned and checked and was perfectly healthy. Charming had stated when he first saw her that she looked just like a potato, but that she was the cutest potato he had ever seen. He had received a swift elbow to the gut for that one, but it had made Emma smile and so he had done his job.

Snow was staring at the newborn, now only a few hours old, and she could see similarities between her and her mother. Charming wrapped his arm round his wife's waist, and pressed a kiss to her temple, his other hand gently stroking the cheek of his youngest grandchild. Snow managed to look up from the adorable creature in her arms to look at her daughter, who was watching them sleepily, her smile only widening as she saw her son-in-law place an adoring kiss on his wife's forehead before placing a chaste kiss on her lips.

Everyone had told Emma to get some rest; that the baby princess had her daddy, her grandparents and a whole host of medical staff looking after her, but after witnessing her daughter not breathing at birth, the second time mother had not let her daughter out of her sight. A whisper of her name in her ear drew her attention back to the newest addition to their family. Charming had lifted her hand, examining every part of it down to her fingernails and the already loved child had his pinkie finger in a death grip. With a glance up to her true love, she could tell by the look in his eye that he was noticing the same things she was as he watched his granddaughter in wonder. There were some clear similarities between the baby and how Emma had looked when she was a newborn.

The royal couple had spent the five minutes they had with their firstborn memorizing every inch of her face and, save the 28-year gap; they had never forgotten the features that made their daughter. Now looking at their daughter's first daughter, they could see some features that were almost identical. Snow had read during her pregnancy with Neal in her favourite 'what to expect' book that a babies eyes will change numerous times before they settle, but even so, Snow could swear that the shade of blue of the infants eyes currently, was the same hue that Emma's had been at birth. Emma's hair was slightly lighter when she was born than it was now, and the downy fluff on the newborns head was slightly darker than Emma's current shade. Though Snow had always considered Emma to be the most beautiful girl in the world, she had declared loudly, and to anyone within hearing distance that her daughters new baby was just as, if not more adorable.

All too soon, however, the little bundle in Snow's arms began to wail; and Emma stretched her arms out for her daughter. A different experience for the family, especially Emma and Killian. Though she had been around Neal plenty, neither of them had raised a baby before. The first time Emma had given birth, the baby had been removed from the room not to be seen for a number of years, the same with Snow. Killian had never had any dealings with people with infants, and Charming had spent his childhood around babies of the animal variety, not humans, so though he was raising Neal, his granddaughter was the first baby girl he'd really spend any time with. Though Snow had given birth twice, she'd never watched a baby girl grow up before; that was something she couldn't wait to see.

After Emma had a hold of her daughter, she closed her eyes, breathing in the newborn smell as she took a moment to just be with her baby. When she elicited another wail, Emma frowned, passing the bundle into her husband's welcoming arms. She huffed as Kilian cuddled their shared child to his chest, settling down with her into a chair to give her a feed.

Emma had expressed her want to her mother and her husband to try breastfeeding, and ultimately do everything she hadn't had a chance to do with Henry with her new child. However, Whale had advised her to abstain for 48 hours while the drugs she had been given after her collapse left her system. Instead, she watched as Snow sat beside her husband and took the tiny hand in hers as she drank sleepily from the doll-sized bottle, commenting to Killian how the baby's nose was unmistakably his. As happy as she was with her expanded family, the blonde couldn't help but feel emotional with everything that had gone on, and that everyone had held her daughter more than she had. She turned away from two of the three loves of her life as she felt her father settle next to her on the bed.

It took all she had to not get up and tear her baby out of her husband's arms, hold her close and not let go. She had passed out before Whale and the specialist had managed to get her daughter breathing. To Killian it had seemed like hours as he watched one specialist try and make his daughter breathe while another was trying to stem his wife's bleed, but in reality, less than three minutes after her birth was she breathing, and seemingly perfectly healthy, and within the hour Emma was in recovery from minor surgery, awake and begging to see her baby. They were informed they would have to spend a few days observation in the hospital, but as much as Killian had tried to persuade Emma their kid was fine, she just wanted to see for herself.

She could see how much her husband and parents adored the little one, and could see, although the three of them tried to pay attention to the mother as well as the daughter, they were already besotted with the new princess.

"Hey there princess." The blonde saviour was drawn out of her thoughts as her father squeezed her ankle. Her frown at her mother was pointed at her father as she turned to face him. "Don't be too hard on your mother honey; I know she'll be quite the presence in your life for a while but this is her second chance to be involved in the raising of a little princess…" Emma nodded, and this time it was David's turn to frown, the whole thought of watching the baby girl grow would be bittersweet for the royal couple. She looked back to the baby, who was being rocked to sleep in her father's arms.

"I know dad. She hasn't stopped staring at her since the moment she walked in… Do you think she's replaced me with her granddaughter?" It was meant to be a joke, but there were undertones of her childhood abandonment in her voice. David's serious face made her frown, an uncomfortable feeling settling in her chest. "What's up dad? Now is supposed to be a happy time…"

"Whale told me what happened." He raised a brow at his stubborn daughter, as she took hold of his hand and squeezed it tightly. "Ruby did some research for me while we were waiting. It's funny how no one mentioned the possible complications of an abruption, how you didn't tell us…" He took a breath to calm himself. "Do you have any idea what it was like to see Killian walk out of the room in tears, tell us you were bleeding and unconscious, and that no, we couldn't see you…? Do you have any inclination of how that felt?" Emma nodded, ignoring the searing pain as she sat up straight, throwing her arms around his neck.

"Don't worry about me daddy. I'm the saviour. Storybrooke needs me; I'm not going anywhere…" She smiled as he chuckled, hugging her tight. It had been a long time since he had felt this closeness with his daughter, with dark ones and time travel and villains always getting in the way.

"Well I do have to say, my daughter makes beautiful kids. She must have good genes." He grinned, groaning as her elbow met his ribs, moving to sit properly beside her so she was comfortable and could try and get some sleep. Together they watched his wife and her husband doting on the little girl. When the infant was deep asleep, Emma held her arms out, wanting the physical closeness that had been missing between them in the few hours she had been born.

"It's my turn. Gimme my baby!"

Killian stood, gently kissing the infants downy curls as he placed the one love of his life into the other's arms. She settled; grinning as the newborn snuggled closer to her in her sleep, seeking out the comfort of the person she had been closest to for the last number of months. Charming moved off the bed, kissing the tops of his daughters and granddaughters heads. "You did good honey."

Killian quickly moved into the spot Charming had vacated, watching the smile of contentment on Emma's face, as she lay back with her eyes closed. Having spent a great deal of time at the hospital, the grandparents decided to leave, going to pick up their son and spend some much needed family time with their altered family unit. They whispered their goodnights, barely receiving responses as they made to leave the room. Surprisingly it was Charming that needed Snow to physically remove him from the room, telling him the couple needed time to bond with their new baby. She didn't miss his frown as they had the same thought, that they'd never had that chance with her.

When they stepped outside the room, the older couple wrapped their arms around each other, staring at each other as a mixture of emotions flashed through them. Charming knew how difficult this was for his wife, and so kissed her gently, leaning their foreheads together as they basked in the feeling.

"Did you see how much…?" Charming began.

"She looks like Emma?" Snow finished his sentence, knowing they'd been feeling the same things for the past hour. She continued with a desolate smile. "I memorized every tiny detail of our princess before she was taken from us, do not think I did not recognise every similarity.

Charming chuckled; he knew his wife well. "Well then. Let's go get our boy. We'll come back tomorrow, bring Henry to see his sister…" He didn't need to finish his thoughts. Snow knew her husband well too; she knew he was just as desperate to return to his daughter and make sure she was alright. They left the hospital hand in hand. Their family tree was even more complicated now, but the couple had never felt more love than they did for their daughter and son, and grandson and granddaughter.

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16/12 - So thank you, guests for your feedback regarding the 6th paragraph, which people really seemed to dislike. I have now edited it for a third time, lest it be 'offensive'. however, you can't please everybody. I had my reasons for including that paragraph so I will not be removing it.

P.S. Saddened to see one of you guys removed this story from your favourites list but I get it. However, if you have any ideas on how I can improve this story, constructive feedback is good, so if it will help me make it better, have at it.

~cjkp~