So, one of my favorite Christmas tropes is somehow a baby being born/brought home/adopted around Christmas. I decided to tie in a request I got from Karen Hardy to show Henry meeting his new baby sister for the first time. This also totally isn't a way for me to avoid writing the next chapter to this verse because it's gonna hurt…not at all. Anyway, here's Day 5 of Charming Family Christmas.

Mary sat by the tree, placing the last gift underneath. She was quite proud of herself for managing to get them all under there. As always, she and David went all out for their kids and grandson, but this Christmas was working a little different. For the first time since Emma moved out, she'd actually be spending Christmas morning in their house. She had asked her parents to put Henry's presents under the tree from "Santa" for her and Bae. They hated that they wouldn't be home for Christmas Eve, but they had a pretty good reason.

The woman that was having their baby wasn't originally due until mid-January. However, she had called Emma three days prior to inform her that she was in labor. She and Bae had to pack quickly, promising they'd be home Christmas Day. Henry had been disappointed they'd be missing all the usual pre-Christmas traditions, but was quite excited to meet his baby sister. Neal was able to keep his nephew distracted for the most part.

Mary looked over at David, who was just finishing up the stockings. She walked over to him, plopping on the empty cushion beside him. "I almost forgot what it was like to play Santa."

"I know, how long has it been since Neal actually believed?"

"I'm not sure. I think this may be the last year Henry does."

David frowned. "Well, he grew up too fast."

"Kids normally do."

"Still, Christmas is always magical. Remember our first with Emma?"

Mary snuggled into his side. "Yeah, she was so excited. I thought I was going to cry so much during that day."

"Now she's married, with a family of her own."

"We're all a family."

It had taken awhile to get there, but they were. All the heartbreak and pain, both Emma and Bae being stubborn, it had all paid off. They were so incredibly happy. No marriage was perfect, but theirs was pretty damn close. It was all a parent could ask for, especially when it came to Emma. She had changed so much since the day she showed up on their doorstep and was still the same in many ways. That tough, determined girl who had walls up, hadn't knocked them down. Rather, she had decided to let people inside of them.

Their thoughts were interrupted by the door opening. David and Mary exchanged a look, very few people had a key to the house.

"Who could that be?" Mary asked.

"Santa Claus?" David suggested with a shrug.

Mary rolled her eyes and got up, cautiously heading into the foyer, David close behind. Her worry dropped and a smile fell across her face when she saw Emma standing there, holding a car seat.

"Emma!" She rushed over to her, giving her a hug, which Emma returned with one arm. "What's going on? I thought you two weren't going to get back until tomorrow morning?"

"We decided we couldn't miss being here when Henry woke up, so we drove back early."

Baelfire walked through the door, holding their bags. "Hope you don't mind us crashing here tonight."

David grinned, helping him with everything. "Of course not."

The baby started fussing and Emma leaned down, picking her up and letting the car seat settle on the floor. She started rocking her, shushing her and cooing. David smiled, Emma was a tough sheriff, but if perps could see her with babies, they'd never take her seriously ever again. The baby settled down a bit and Emma stepped closer to her parents. They peered down into the bundle of pink blankets, where there was a tiny baby girl. She was smaller than Henry had been, her nose all scrunched up. She was wearing a white and red striped onesie, along with a Santa themed beanie.

"Oh, Emma," Mary breathed. "She's adorable."

"We kinda like her," Emma teased with a wink.

David kissed the top of his daughter's head. "Congratulations, guys."

"Can I hold her?" Mary asked.

"Of course."

Emma slowly placed the baby into her mother's arms. Mary gazed down at the tiny one, smiling as tears gathered in her eyes.

"Hey there sweet girl, I'm your grandma, you are just so beautiful." She bounced her a bit. "Yes, you are."

"Can we finally know her name?" David asked.

Bae looked over at Emma, smiling brightly. "You tell them."

"Well…you know we were both adopted, it's such a big part of our lives," Emma said. "Now our adoption journey continued with her. We wanted to name her after two people that helped us even get to where we are…so…Mom…meet Margaret Belle Gold."

Mary's eyes whipped up to her daughter. "Are you serious?"

Emma nodded, grinning. "We're going to call her Maggie."

"Oh." The tears trickled down Mary's face and she placed Maggie into David's arms, throwing her arms around Emma, hugging her tightly.

Emma giggled, hugging her tighter. "Merry Christmas, Mama."

"I don't…I can't even…are you sure? I mean…" She pulled back a bit, cupping Emma's cheek.

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't even have my family." Emma shrugged. "I never thought I could be a good mom and I know I'm not perfect…but I know I learned from the best."

The tears continued to flood down Mary's face. "Oh, sweets." She pulled Emma back into a big hug. Emma grinned, hugging her tighter and letting out a content sigh.

Henry woke up Christmas morning, feeling a little different than most years. He knew his parents would be back soon, but it wasn't the same. Usually, he'd wake up and run into their room, waking them up. He didn't even want to touch his presents from Santa until they were back, so he decided to try to go back to sleep. That was until there was suddenly someone jumping onto bed.

"Henry," Neal sang out. "Time to wake up, Santa's come."

"Mommy and Daddy aren't back yet," Henry said. "I'm not opening presents until they get here."

"Well, we can at least go look and try to guess, come on."

Henry let out a dramatic sigh, which make his uncle laugh. "Alright, fine."

The two boys headed down the stairs and into the living room. Henry gasped when he saw the basinet he had seen his grandpa setting up the previous night in the middle of the living room. Walking closer, he saw a tiny baby laying inside. She looked up at him, staring with her big brown eyes.

"Merry Christmas," a familiar voice came from the doorway. Henry turned around and found his mom leaning lazily into the doorframe.

"Mommy!" Henry ran to her, hugging her tightly. She returned the hug, just as tight.

"Oh kid," she mumbled into his hair as she brushed a kiss against his head. "I missed you."

"I missed you too!" He looked over and saw his dad, who was grinning down at him. "Daddy!" He practically jumped into his arms.

"Hey big guy," Bae said, pulling him onto his hip. "You wanna hold your baby sister?"

"Can I, really?"

"Of course, come on, we'll get you all settled."

Bae carried him to the couch and sat him down, while Emma lifted out Maggie and settled her into his arms. Henry stared down at her with big eyes, making sure to support her head like he had been taught.

"She's so tiny," he breathed.

"You were about that tiny once," Emma said.

"No way."

"Yes way."

"She's so squirmy." Henry laughed. "Like a worm."

"I think she's just trying to say hello."

Henry kissed his baby sister, which Bae was managing to get with his camera. "Hey Maggie, I'm your big brother, Henry. I promise I'm gonna be the best big brother ever."

Tears prickled Emma's eyes and she felt an arm wrap around her waist. She gazed up at her baby brother, it was so weird having him taller than her. She leaned into him.

"I remember the day you came home," she said.

"Did you try to sell me?" Neal teased.

Emma laughed, rolling her eyes at the same time. "No, I was so excited to meet you. I was the first person you smiled at."

"I was probably trying to laugh at you."

"Alright, you're ruining the sappy moment, Nee."

"I'm just kidding." He smiled down at her. "I was really lucky to get you for a big sister."

"Not as lucky as I was to get you for a baby brother." She paused. "Do you ever think what life would've been like? If Helen had put you with another family? Do you think we would've met?"

"Of course, we always find people in this family. I was always meant to be a Nolan, just like you." Neal kissed the top of her head. "I love you, Em."

"I love you too, little bro."

Neal cracked a wider smile. "Little bro, kinda ironic considering I'm taller than you."

"I told you to stop growing up, it's not my fault you didn't listen!"

"And it's not my fault you're a shrimp!"

Mary and David were watching from the doorway. Bae was busy recording Henry being adorable with Maggie, while Emma and Neal traded insults back and forth, all in good nature. Mary laughed, snapping a picture of the scene.

This was her family. She wouldn't have it any other way.