Chapter 43

"Henry please keep her still,"

"I'm trying," he mutters in frustration, trying to keep his hand gently on his baby sister's stomach as Emma tries to put a onesie on her.

Sophie was none too happy about being put in new clothes, she squirmed and wailed insistently as Emma struggled to dress her daughter properly. Killian had left the hospital to get his car, which both parents agreed was safer for transporting their daughter home. He also had to install the car seat in the back and get a diaper bag together. This meant that Henry was stuck trying to keep her still.

"Come on baby," Emma moans. "This won't take much longer."

"She's already stubborn like her Mom," David says, poking his head in. He, Regina, and Mary Margret had agreed to transport all the gifts, flowers, and other presents from her friends and co-workers. Mary Margret comes in to grab the bouquet of balloons and stops to help.

"You sure you don't want to use a pacifier? I mean David and I didn't for Jacob, but it might work for you."

"No thank you," Emma says, finally managing to button up her daughter's onesie. "We never did it with Henry and we won't do it for her."

"But Henry was an easier baby, he didn't cry as much," Mary Margret points out.

"Very lucky for a teen mom," Regina adds. She goes over and puts her arm around Henry as Mary Margret takes over his job of holding Sophie still.

"You were a good kid; both your dad and I can thank you for sleeping well early on."

"While she's quite feisty," David adds, before taking an armload of gifts to the car.

Finally, both mothers have managed to get Sophie dressed. Even though it was April and spring was in the air, it still wasn't warm enough for the blonde's daughter to be out without the essentials.

"There," the teacher says. "She's ready to face the world."

"I sure hope so," Killian says, coming into the room with the baby carrier and extra blankets. "It's bloody cold outside."

Emma smiles at her boyfriend as he places the bucket on her hospital bed. "Are you ready?" she asks.

"Aye."

She lets Killian pick up their daughter and gently place her inside the bucket. He then does the straps and buckles up and tightening them according to Sophie's size. Emma then covers the little girl in blankets, making sure every part of her body aside from her face is covered and that her hat is on. She then drapes a light blanket over top of the carrier's opening, hoping the infant will think it's time to go to sleep. The last thing she needed was a screaming baby on the ride home.

"Are we ready?" Regina asks.

"I think so," Emma says, giving a small smile. She slips her hand into Killian's as he grabs the bucket and she reaches for Henry's hand. The teen hesitates at first but then grabs it. Emma squeezes it tightly.

The group walks out of the hospital room, leaving it just as they had entered it. Hard to believe that it had been their place of refuge and now there was an additional member coming home.

As they walk down the hallway, David rushes and nearly runs smack into them. He's panting frantically.

"David, what's wrong?"

"I came to warn you that…"

"Why hello there Emma," a wicked high-pitched voice calls out.

Everyone minus the baby and Henry cringe, knowing who they're about to see.

Emma turns to see Zelena coming towards them, dressed in a loose-fitting shirt, which seemed ridiculous since the red-head wasn't even showing yet. She has her million dollar smile on as if they should be very happy to see her and be taking her picture.

Regina's blood runs very cold and she grinds her teeth together. She takes a step behind Mary Margret as if to hide and keeps her eyes cast downwards. The last thing Miss Mills wanted today was to encounter her sister, who is carrying Robin's baby no less. She knew that Robin had responsibilities to the unborn baby, but she was hoping to cut her half-sister out of her life completely. She'd crossed too many lines and stepped on too many toes to be forgiven, but as bad luck would have it, they would have to tolerate Zelena.

"I hear congratulations are in order," the red-head says in a sing-song voice. "Let's see the newest member."

Killian grips the carrier very tightly and tries to put it behind his leg as if to shield his daughter from this woman. He had heard all about what went on, from the house to crashing the baby shower and he didn't blame Emma for wanting to keep their daughter away from this woman. She was nothing but trouble waiting to happen.

"What's the matter Captain Guyliner? Surely you want your little girl to see her godmother."

"You are not her godmother, and nor will you ever be!" Emma hisses angrily.

"What? I don't get the honour, something that Regina has the privilege of being both Henry's and Jacob's"

"You lost a lot of privileges the moment your threatened Regina," Mary Margret snaps.

"I'm surprised you left your little monkey elsewhere, that's not what a mother should be doing,"

"You leave our son out of this!" David snarls.

"Besides, what do you know about motherhood, you wench!" Killian growls.

Zelena only smirks and takes a step closer to the group, without warning she rips the blanket off the car seat to reveal Sophie who is trying to go to sleep.

"How adorable," Zelena says, looking at the infant. "She looks just like her mother. I hope you took medication while you were pregnant Emma because I hear psychosis can be handed down genetically."

Emma wants to lunge at the red-head and beat her to the ground, but that might just prove Zelena right. Yes, she did have problems, after all, abduction and rape would do that to someone, but there's no way she handed down to Sophie. She bites her lip hard enough to draw blood, but it's Henry who comes to their rescue. He grabs the blanket from Zelena before she can react any further.

"My mom is fine and so is my sister," he says harshly.

"Oh, your first mistake speaks."

"Go stick your tongue in a wall socket!" the teen snaps. Most of the time, Emma would condone and punish her son for such a rude comment, but based on how she was feeling at this moment, she was happy he'd said it. She's fighting back tears of anger and grips Killian's hand tighter.

"Let's go," David says firmly. "Before I have Zelena arrested for harassment."

"You wouldn't put a pregnant woman in jail, would you?"

"The law does not discriminate against those with child and those without."

With that, the group walks on, towards the elevator and the exit of the hospital. Regina brings up the rear, avoiding he sister's gleeful gaze at all costs. The real estate agent decides to leave with her head held high, feeling slight victory of Zelena. Her sister may be able to give Robin children, but she could give him so much more.

"I finally see why Mom neglected her. She's just as much as mistake as anyone," Regina mutters.

Zelena, feeling satisfied that she'd done enough damage for the day, goes towards the sonogram room for her routine check-up.

…

Half an hour later, the red-head exits. Everything was as it should be. In reality, she didn't need the sonogram until she was sixth months into her pregnancy, but since she'd given Regina and Robin the last picture of her baby, she wanted one of her own.

She walks through the maternity ward, as if bathing in the fact that she'd eventually be here in a few months, she doesn't watch where she's going and runs right into someone.

She stumbles back to see who it is.

He catches her off guard and he almost takes her breath away. He's quite tall and very tanned, with lovely blue eyes and blonde hair that appears to have some dark patches in it. He's got thick arms and muscles that almost bulge through his shirt and he seems to have this intensity about him that makes her heart pound. He stands in front of the nursery window, staring at the babies swaddled in the cradles. She

"Watch where you're going," the man growls slightly.

"Excuse me, but you were in my way," Zelena snaps back.

"Didn't your mother ever teach you manners?"

"Didn't yours ever teach you to brush your teeth," she says wrinkling her nose. She can smell the alcohol on his breath.

"You know, I'm not above teaching a woman her place,"

"You come any closer to me, I'll call the police, I'm pregnant after all."

"Are you not going to teach your baby some manners too?"

Zelena rolled her eyes, she wants to push one, avoid this man as much as possible, but she stays. Her feet won't move any further. She's stuck on this man, there's something about him that she likes. Maybe it's his chiselled looks, or maybe it's his no-nonsense attitude.

The man is equally surprised, a woman doesn't usually stand around this long with him and she seems to have a fierce look in her blue eyes. They take him back to someone he remembers, someone he used to know.

"Well, I've never been so insulted."

"Then why are you still here," he mutters.

Zelena swallows. "I'm not really sure."

The red-head keeps the man's attention, she is as feisty as they come. He liked that, she had a real fire that could be hard to find. His ex-wife never had that, she never had the guts to even stand up to him, this broad on the other hand, could kill with one lethal stare. He decides to change the situation to be more pleasant.

"I'm sorry for the way I acted, I'm just having a bad day." He then offers his hand for her to shake. "Why don't I offer to buy this pregnant woman and her baby a snack? That is if you will tell me your name?"

Zelena is surprised how quickly the man's mood has shifted. Now he seems charming and not a total jerk. Her heart continues to pound with excitement. She takes his hand and shakes it firmly.

"I'm Zelena Mills,"

"That's a lovely name, I'm Jacob Hart."

A/N: Cliffhanger!