***I really love writing for evil Regina, she's so much fun! In my other story she's gotten good so I had fun writing her in this even though she kind of softens near the end of this chappy. She's up and down in this story which i like! Don't forget to review!***

Chapter 4

Day 91

After the last student left the classroom Mary Margaret quickly grabbed her things and got out of their quickly. She had one thing on her mind all day everyday: Emma. She could not get her out of her head. At times it would even distract her at work. She walked to Regina's house as quickly as she could. She knocked on the door waiting anxiously.

The door opened and Regina grinned. "Miss Blanchard.''

"Hello, Ms. Mills. Are Emma and August ready to go?"

"Go where? Oh you mean the park." Regina always had a meeting around 4pm each day and it became a routine that Mary Margaret would take the children to the park for an hour.

Mary Margaret nodded and smiled.

"I'm afraid they're already there. You know Ruby? She took them."

Snow's face grew in utter disappointment. She felt like she was going to cry. "Oh."

"Yes." Regina smirked. "She will be taking them to the park everyday for now on. She can get here sooner then I'm less rushed."

"Well perhaps, I could come for a visit when they get back."

"I'm afraid we have dinner plans with the sheriff."

"Oh... Well maybe tomorrow."

"I doubt it." Regina slammed the door in her face.

Mary Margaret stood there for a moment and her breathing was growing rapidly fast and she was growing dizzy. She placed her hand on the door to hold her balance. Emma's face was the only thing she could see in front of her. She closed her eyes tight but still Emma's face wasn't leaving her mind. "This is crazy, Mary Margaret." She spoke to herself regaining her breathing back. "She isn't your child."

"Emma is your baby. Emma is your baby. Emma is your baby. Emma is your baby." August's voice kept playing through her head. Everything was spinning. She had to see her. Even if she was crazy she had to go see her. She gained her balance and headed for the park.

When she arrived at the park August was playing on the swings, his favourite thing at the park and Ruby was sitting on the bench trying to calm down Emma who was crying. Mary Margaret stood there watching poor Emma cry. She just wanted to hold her. To calm down the little baby and make her feel better. She wanted to give that baby the world. She didn't know if Ruby would tell Regina if she walked over to see Emma. Would that make it worse? Would Regina keep Emma from her for good? But Emma's screams took those thoughts away. Her instincts sucked her right over to that park bench. She sat beside Red. Emma was kicking her little legs as Red had her seated on her lap. Emma looked up at Mary Margaret and held her hand out to her.

Ruby looked at Mary Margaret. "I can't get her to stop crying. Can you try, I know you baby sit them a lot."

Mary Margaret's eyes filled with tears as she brought Emma onto her lap. She stopped crying and smiled up at Mary Margaret. She pulled Emma into her chest and held her tight. "It's okay baby, I've got you."

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Day 180

Regina wasn't letting Mary Margaret see Emma anymore, just briefly if they would pass on the street or at Granny's. But it didn't stop Mary Margaret from sneaking to the park everyday to see Emma. Ruby never said anything to Regina, quite frankly she didn't care it got the baby to stop crying and she was still getting paid to watch the kids so she was happy.

Mary Margaret dropped off some flowers at John Doe's bedside, like she would do most days when visiting the patients. There was never any sign of him waking up. But it became routine to go see him. She heard some bustling outside, she went to see what's wrong.

"Whale, do something! Emma is burning up, I've never seen her like this before." Regina was bouncing a screaming Emma on her hip.

"What's wrong with Emma?" Mary Margaret instinctively went over to them.

"I'll check her over." Whale took Emma and sat her on a bed. He pulled out his tools to check her.

"What happened is she okay?"

"Any other symptoms?" Whale asked as she looked down her throat.

"She's had like a barking cough since last night, it's been getting worse she's been having trouble breathing and she's burning up."

Emma laid there crying and she started coughing hoarsely.

"I'm going to need an x-ray of her chest. I think I know what's wrong but I want to rule out other problems." He picked her up.

"I'm going with her."Mary Margaret stated, leaving no room for arguing.

Whale looked confused but Regina nodded. "It's fine. She'll make it better on Emma."

Whale handed Emma to Mary Margaret. Emma kept crying, Mary Margaret wasn't used to Emma crying in her arms but this was different, she was sick. "It's okay Emma, everything's going to be okay." She kissed her forehead.

After the x-ray, Mary Margaret and Regina waited in the hospital room with Emma. Mary Margaret ran her hand through the blonde hair that had started growing on Emma's head. Finally Whale walked in with Emma's file.

"What is it?"

"Emma has croup."

"What's that?"

"Croup is a respiratory condition that is usually triggered by an acute viral infection of the upper airway. It's a very mild case of it. It's not serious, but to Emma it would be. It's hard on babies. I'll prescribe some steroids but she can go home."

Mary Margaret and Regina both smiled in relief. Mary Margaret picked up Emma and held her tight. "Hear that baby, you're going to be okay."

Whale handed Regina the prescription then left. Regina turned to Mary Margaret and Emma.

"I want to stay with her tonight."

"But Ms. Blanchard..."

"Please. I know she's your daughter but... but... she needs me."

"Fine. One night."

"Thank you."

Mary Margaret slept on the rocking chair in Emma's room. Emma kept waking up crying but when Mary Margaret looked down at her in the crib Emma would relax looking up at her.

"I love you, Emma." Mary Margaret smiled at the baby. Her baby. She didn't care what anyone else said, Emma was her baby.