** Correction: Nibs is two, not three. I believe I said three before.**
I DO NOT OWN OUAT
The next day Tink walks into Granny's with a little one on her hip. "Well, is someone spending a day with mommy?" Ruby asks as Trish sits Adam on the counter. The little two year old smiles, with a little giggle as the tall brunette brushes her nose against his.
"Yes he is. I just can't keep him in that day care any more. I miss my baby." Trish explain as she rests her head on top of the boys head. Who tries desperately to look up at his mother but finds quickly he can't.
Ruby laughs at the little boys face before pulling out her notebook. "Well, what will it be?"
"Pancake!" The boys screams at the waitress who just smiles down at him. "And for you mama?"
"Just tea please."
"Right up." Ruby states ripping out the piece of paper.
"UP!" Adam shouts sticking up his arms.
"Ruby can't take you with her, sweetheart, but I can pick you up." Granny states. The little boy looks confused at the older women but keeps his arms up for her to pick him up. Trish smiles and sits down on a stool.
She was only alone for a few minutes before a friendly face sat down beside her, with an equally friendly face, though a little confused, on the other side. "Good morning Mary Margaret." She smiles at the dark haired women before turning to smile at the new/old friend. "And Good morning... Lacey. Are you all moved into your place?"
"Yes, though it seems I have a lot of books."
Everyone around them laughs. "Well you are head of the library... or at least you were."
"Interesting, I never remember ever liking to read." Trish had to lock her jaw to keep it from falling to the floor, while Mary Margaret did a little before at not being effected.
"That's... very interesting." She states.
Ruby walks over to take Belle's order and Trish turns back to Mary Margaret with huge eyes. "Try not to think about it, it isn't her." She calms the women next to her. "Did you take care of our little... problem?"
Trish's mouth drops open, "Oh no, I completely forgot. I will go now." She states standing quickly and knocking over the diaper bag at her feet. "Crap, I have Adam with me. I can't bring him along."
"I'll watch him." Mary Margaret offers without a thought. "I mean it's only going to be for a little right?"
"You've never taken care of a baby before," Trish starts but quickly adds, "Not that I don't trust you it just, he's my last baby." The fact that she did not have the boys as babies was not lost on her. Or the others around her. Though the memories Regina had put in her head gave her at least three as babies and they were hard things to push out of her head.
"Mary Margaret will be fine. She was fully ready to be a mother, when..." Granny adds though trails off noting the company. No reason to confuse Belle any further.
"Of course. Mary Margaret, it would be great if you would watch him. He will want to eat first, he gets pancakes here when ever I have him. Then, just take him back to your place. He has toys in his back though could probably play with anything. He will most likely want a nap by the time you get back there anyway. Since you do not have a crib, could you just lay with him on one of the beds. He has a tendency to roll."
"Yes, of course."
"Great, he also drinks like a sailor, so just always have his cup filled with water and he should be fine."
"Okay." Mary Margaret says, smiling at the description as does everyone else.
"If you need anything, try my cell. Or ask Ruby or Granny. They know him pretty well." The two both nod. Trish hands over the diaper bag.
"Good luck."
"To you as well."
Trish gives the women a smile before walking behind the counter to Granny. "Okay baby, you are going to stay with Mary Margaret for a little okay? Mama has to leave, but she promises the rest will be our day okay?" She realized all the boy heard was 'Mama' and 'leave', when he through himself at her and hold on to her neck for dear life.
"MAMA!" He screams through his cries. A single tear falls down her cheek as she hugs and comforts the little boy.
"Not for long baby." She shh's him. The other women in the room stare at the scene, tears coming to their eyes as well. Lacey, who never even wanted kids, was hiding her face to not show her own tears. Trish nods to Ruby, who walks over a pries the boy off his mother. "I will be back before you can think baby. I love you." She kisses his head before rushing from the dinner as the little boys cries become louder with every step.
Tink flew with dry eyes toward the ship of the notorious Capitan. She knew she had to keep the boys safe with Peter gone. She was not enough to protect the little ones if he came around to bother them. With Hook, she knew she could strike a deal with him.
She walks up onto the ship and into his courters with a few glares to his crew. "And to what do I owe the pleasure?" Hook asks without even turning around. She did not think about that, only walked up to where he stood and waited for him to turn around.
"What do you want with me?" He turns and notices how close she is to him. Close enough to smell, close enough to touch.
"What makes you think I want something?" He asks bending down so his face is level with hers.
"The fact that you keep finding me and bringing me here, before asking questions about my magic and my boys. What do you want?"
Hook smiles and walks around her. "It's good your clothes change with you growth, well good for you at least." Tink rolls her eyes before turning back around and looking at the strange man who was tending to a glass of rub. She stands and holds his eyes contact, never letting up. Finally he gives in. "I need you to do something for me, though it may be a while, I will be hanging out in Neverland for a little while. Laying low from... other worlds."
"What do you need me to do?"
"Help me take down a man that needs revenge brought upon him. Magic will need to be used."
"Not for a while you say?"
"A few years should suffice I think." He states before taking a large gulp of his rum. Tink takes the time to re-close the distance between them.
"A few years, you are going to be here causing problems for a few years?"
Hook brings his face to her level again, only this time much closer. "Yes my dear, I will."
"In that case, I want to make a deal with you."
"I don't make deals." He grumbles pulling away from her.
"My deal," She continues anyway. "Is that you leave my boys and others who may come along, alone."
Hook turns back to her from the bottle of rum he was refilling his glass with. "What is in it for me dear? Torturing that boy and his little friends is my only enjoyment here."
"Me." Is all she says. Hook's eyes narrow at her, before looking her up and down.
"All of you?"
She takes a deep breath before answering. "Yes."
Hook smirks and closes the distance yet again. "Come visit me every third turn of the moon, and cater to my every whim, and you have a deal."
"Deal." She states, though is taken off guard when Hook presses his lips to hers.
When he pulls away he simply states. "To seal it."
"Snow!" David shouts into the apartment.
"Shh" She hushes him from the bedroom. He walks back confused, to find her laying on their bed with an arm lightly draped over a little Adam.
"Snow, did you steal a baby?"
She giggles and shakes her head, motioning for him to lay opposite of her. He lays down very slowly as to not wake the toddler. "No, this is Tink's youngest, Adam. She went to go deal with our resident Pirate and I said I would watch him. It took a lot to get him off her though. Ruby, Granny and me. But after he ate, he was out like a rock. I guess babies are funny that way."
They become silent as Snow watches the toddler and David watches her. "You're sad, because we missed it with Emma."
"Of course I'm said. But it does not take over the joy I feel now, having her back. With her son. Though, it makes me sad I missed it with both of them."
"I know, I feel the same way." They fall back into silence. "Maybe... when everything is settled... we could... try again."
Snow's eyes get wide as she look up at her husband. "Seriously? I mean, aren't we a little old for that now?"
"Well, technically yes, but physically we are only thirty. You don't want another kid?"
Snow falls silent, for a little before bursting. "Well of course I do but it is something we might want to speak over with Emma." David nods and they go back to watching the golden haired toddler.
As quickly as she could she could, Trish runs home and into her bedroom. Her jeans and a sweatshirt were not going to work to meet her old lover. As soon as he passed the door and reached the bed, she hears her door close and she did not touch it. Her head shoots up but she doesn't turn around. "I heard you were looking for me." A deep voice sounds from behind her, slowly getting louder as he spoke. "I figured I might want it to be on my own terms."
She turns around the face the pirate. "Something I wanted myself." She states.
He smirks and closes the space between them, before leaning down to kiss her. She pulls herself away to put just enough distance away so that she would not fall back into him. "We need to talk."
"Why talk?"
"I need to add something to our agreement."
Hook eyebrows rise in surprise, "Our agreement is still intact?"
This took her back, she figured that is why he wanted to meet on his own terms. "Unless you have a reason for it not to be."
"Not at all love." He walks up to her again but she walks away.
"Then I would like to add something to it."
Under his breath Hook mumbles. "So would I."
"I would like to add Belle to the list of people you leave alone."
"No,"
"Really? You can't let your vengeance go for him, at least until he gets back."
"Do you not remember our other agreement? She plays a large role is killing him."
"I'm just asking you to leave her alone while he is gone, okay? Please."
Hook takes a breath and glares at her. "Fine but I want to change something, from every three days to every two."
Trish's mouth drops open. "It was going to be hard enough sneaking around the boys with three."
"Deals a deal." He says and kisses her before she can protest.
"You're such a whore." Trish laughs when they pull apart.
"Only for you."
"Picture." Adam says holding up a little picture of Emma and Henry that had been sitting on the coffee table.
"That is a picture." Mary Margaret says kneeling beside the little boy. Pointing to them on the picture she explains, "That I my daughter Emma and that is her son Henry."
"Emma" The little boy mumbles taking back the picture to look at it.
Mary Margaret brushes the little boys hair out of his face with a smile. A knock sounds at the door and David walks away from the stove where he was cooking to answer it. "Oh Trish." Mary Margret looks up, sadness coming over her face before smiling back down at he little boy. "We did not expect you back yet."
"Mama's here" Mary Margret says to the little boy who looks over at the door as the young women walks in.
"Good job buddy, you made it the whole way this time!"
Mary Margeret gives a little laugh a she joins them. "Does he not normally?"
"At two they are just getting the hang of walking, so running eve though they want to does not always go so smoothly." Trish explains.
"Got it."
"So," David cuts in. "Did you deal with our..." He looks down at Adam not knowing what to say with the little boy. "Ship friend."
"He won't be bothering her anymore."
"Shhh" Adam tries before looking down at Trish's zipper.
"I he shushing us?" David asks with a laugh.
"No, I think he is trying to say ship." They all laugh at the little boys further attempts at the hard word.
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