My Royal Christmas

Chapter 2 The Tree

After I changed into a nice pantsuit, we made it to the Forest of the Evergreens. I couldn't help, but smile at my family already looking at trees. Snow and David were talking to Ella and Lucy when I got there.

"Oh, Regina, I'm glad you're here!"

"Snow, it's Queen Regina."

I rolled my eyes, "David, we're family. There's no need to calling me by my title."

"Mom," I turned to look at Henry. "How about this one?"

I smiled, "I want to look at some more before making a decision dear."

Lucy looked at her father and asked, "She really wants to look at all the trees?"

Henry nodded, and they all followed me. As I was looking at the different Evergreen trees, I couldn't help but think about Hope. I want to know why she has brown eyes and dark hair when no one in Emma or Hook's has brown eyes. A high-pitched scream broke my concentration. I turned around to see Hope in her father's arms and an expression that read pissed off beyond reason. I walked around the tree to eavesdrop on the conversation.

"Give her here. She's hungry."

"Nigh, she isn't hungry. She wants to get away from me."

"Killian…"

"Emma, she clearly senses that…"

"That is enough! You are her father! You were there when we conceived her!"

"Explain the brown eyes! Explain the magic outbursts! Explain when she gets too upset that she disappears and ends up with the Queen!"

"Regina is her godmother…"

"Really Emma?"

"You think that Regina and I…are you sick?"

I decided that I've heard enough, and I began walking to some different trees. As I was admiring and checking out each tree, I hear a poofing sound, and to my surprise, little Hope was in my arms. I smiled and gave her a kiss to her forehead.

"Well, hello little one. Are you here to help me pick out a tree?"

She made a cute little cooing noise. As we walked around, I couldn't help but sense the magic that Hope has. It has a familiar feeling. I felt Emma's magic, but I also felt…no!

Hope made an adorable coo at the tree I stopped in front of, and I looked up. It had to be at least nine almost ten feet tall. It was the grandest sight. I looked at the adorable little girl in my arms and smiled.

"You think this is the one?"

She reached out to try to touch the tree. I walked closer to the tree to see what she would do. When Hope touched the tree, it began to glow a soft golden color.

I turned around and called out, "I think we found the tree."

Ella, Lucy, Henry, Snow, David, Hook, and Emma followed my voice to where Hope and I were. They looked at the tree.

Lucy bluntly stated, "Are you sure that you want this tree?"

"Well," Henry began, "the castle has tall ceilings, so the tree needs to be majestic."

Hook, with his smart-ass remarks, replied, "So how will this majestic tree get to the castle?"

Emma rolled her eyes and David began chopping it with an ax. As the tree was being cut, Hook and Emma broke out into a huge argument.

"I told you she went to the Queen."

"Regina is Hope's godmother!"

"Lie!"

"What the hell is your problem?"

"What is my problem? Hope is supposed to be our little one, but as she grows…"

"Killian!"

"As she grows, she is becoming more like her godmother!"

"That's it! You are sleeping on the Jolly Roger tonight!"

I stood there…mouth agape…what just happened?