Going with prompt #1 here. A canon divergence where Neal lived and they got married. I'm using my OC for Swanfire's daughter, Tallahassee "Tallie" Mary Swan-Cassidy. She may appear more times, alongside Henry in these.

Neither Neal or Emma are morning people. When they met, it was something that made each other even more irresistible. They talked often about lazy Saturdays, sleeping in on a bed that they owned and not having to answer to alarm clocks. It was hard to sleep in a car and the few times they could manage to stay overnight in a deserted motel room meant the mattress was most likely crap.

Now, they were married with a cute house not far from the beach and a comfortable mattress. Nothing should have stopped them from getting sleep.

Nothing except their 3-year-old daughter.

Tallie was in many ways like her parents. She had Emma's blonde curls and Neal's smile. She loved to learn about their jobs and going on adventures. She was probably the only toddler who could manage long road trips, because she knew the destination would be worth it. She was a wild child and Snow commented more than once, it was like getting a peak at what Emma was probably like as a toddler.

The only thing she wasn't alike with them, was her sleep schedule. Because of her energy, she tired early and rose even earlier. Most mornings, Neal and Emma beat her to it. Saturdays, were a whole different beast.

It starts with the door creaking open. Emma hears it, but keeps her eyes closed. Then there's the race of little feet across the floor. Still, Emma refuses to open her eyes and tries to tell herself, maybe it's the dog. Then there's some grunting and a tiny voice giving herself encouragement. Still, Emma's green eyes do not open.

And then there's a jump, followed by Neal groaning.

Yup, it's time to wake up.

Emma opens her eyes to find Tallie pounced on her husband's chest. He looks barely awake himself, his face still half-smushed against the pillows. He's wearing a white tank and plaid pajama pants, his usual bedtime attire. Through the yellow curtains, Emma can see that the sun is rising overhead.

"Tallie," Neal mumbles. "What are you doing?"

"The sun is up, Daddy!"

"That doesn't mean we need to be."

Emma snorts. Neal shoots her a half-glare and she moves under the quilt more. It's not her fault Tallie chooses to jump on him instead of her.

"Daddyyyy," Tallie expands his name as she moves her face closer to his. "It's beach day."

Neal yawns, clearly realizing he's fighting a losing battle by trying to get his daughter to go back to sleep. "Is it now?"

"You promised."

And Neal doesn't break his promises. Not anymore. Especially not to Tallie.

Neal smiles, despite his sleepy state. "I did, yes. And we'll go. As soon as breakfast is done and Henry gets here."

"Henry's comin'?"

"Henry is coming." He was now 17 and it was rare that he decided to tag along on their adventures anymore, but he decided to take a break from studying for the SATs to spend time with them. "And we're gonna have lots of fun."

Emma smiles as her daughter does. She pulls Tallie off of Neal and cuddles her for a moment.

"Come on, wild child," she says. "Let's get you changed, then we'll get some pop tarts so Daddy can get more sleep."

Neal gives her a look that says "bless you" and Emma responds with a peck to his lips. She gets out of bed, Tallie wiggling in her arms, excited at the promise of sugar.

"What flavor are you gonna want, Tal?" she asks her daughter.

"Strawberry. Like Daddy."

Yup, there's no doubting she's their kid.