Keeping it in the family
Sorry, something's gone wrong with this chapter, so I've had to write it again. I was watching the BGT final, so that's why it's up later! Anyway, I was asked for Neal wetting the bed aged 10 so being taken to the hospital where they run some tests. There the family find out it's genetic because Emma had the same problem.
While I have a moment, guest who said they were a long time reader, I'm very sorry, but if I wrote your request, I'd then have to write all the requests that came in late.
Neal slouched down in his chair with his arms folded tightly across his chest. He hated this. He hated that he'd been forced into coming to the hospital to talk about his "little problem" by his parents. He'd been made to pee into a cup. Gross! He hated it even more that Emma was here too. She'd taken time off work to be there so she knew Neal was ok. She said that she just wanted to be there for him, and even though Neal appreciated it and knew that Emma already knew he was still wetting the bed, to him, it was sill one more person to witness his humiliation.
After what felt like an age to the little boy, Whale called the family into a side room to discuss the results of the tests.
"Well Neal, the good news is, I think I might finally know what's causing your problem." Whale announced. The family waited anxiously. They knew that Neal felt awkward about that, and what's more, it was affecting his confidence and his wellbeing. They wanted to get a solution. "I was quite puzzled at first. Your test results weren't having anything pop out at me. So I decided to dig a little deeper. I pulled out your family's files and saw that, as I'm sure you know, your sister had a very similar problem at your age. It was put down to her home circumstances, but I think they were wrong. I think it's a genetic problem. A bad communication link between the brain and the bladder at night time." Whale explained, rather pleased with himself for working it out. Emma, on the other hand, was gobsmacked. She hadn't told her family she'd had the same problem as her brother. Her face had turned bright red. Neal turned to face his sister.
"You wet the bed?" He asked her. Emma stayed silent. She couldn't admit it, but she now couldn't deny it either. Neal began to snigger until Charming nudged his side. This wasn't a laughing matter. Whale's eyes widened with horror as he realised his mistake. He too went rather pink.
"Yes, well," He began before clearing his throat. Charming and Snow were now fixing him with murderous looks. Clearly Emma hadn't wanted them to know that. It wasn't his place to tell them all, especially in front of Neal. "We'll have the nurse come by soon with a night wire for Neal to wear so he wakes up before any accidents occur until he grows out of it. Now if you'll excuse me I think I see an emergency…somewhere else in the hospital. The nurse won't be long." Whale said rather quickly before bustling from the room. Emma groaned and dropped her face to her hands. She might have to have a word with Regina to see if she would have Whale's arm removed again. It might do her hero Saviour cred some damage if she did it herself.
