Chapter one
Snow smiled broadly down at the sleeping baby who she had just been able to successfully put down after a significant amount of fussing, she had finally managed to get her son to sleep.
Looking over at the clock, she determined that it was about four in the morning and there was probably no way that she would be getting back to sleep. For a moment, she considered waking her husband up so that she didn't have to be alone for a couple of hours, but he had work soon. The only reason that he had been able to get any sleep at all was because Ruby had taken pity on him and offered to man the phones for the night. The prince was just hoping that his peaceful sleep wouldn't be ruined by some major incident.
The brunette turned her attention back to Neal and was tempted to reach down and touch him, but she refrained as she realised just how long it would take to get him to go back to sleep. A thought popped into her mind and she couldn't even help herself as she began making her way silently up the stairs.
Snow was more than sure that her eldest child would not be happy if she ever found out that this had happened, but she figured that she was at least entitled to do it once so she continued to climb her way up to Emma's room.
Once she had reached the door, she stopped herself and considered what she was doing.
She often had to remind herself that her daughter was a grown woman, and she had also stopped herself from going to look at her for no reason.
She was pretty sure that if she stayed looking at Neal, she would end up waking him up out of boredom, so she just pushed the door open and smiled at the blonde snuggled in many blankets.
She stared at Emma's peaceful face for a moment, before she furrowed her brow and ran her eyes down to her shoulders and waited for them to move up and down.
Her eyes widened as she counted for thirty seconds and nothing happened.
Rushing forward, she peered over the woman and found that she couldn't even make any sound when she tried to open her mouth to shout for her husband.
With a shaking hand, she reached down and lightly touched the blonde's face, instantly recoiling when she felt how cold her child was.
Taking heaving breaths, she fell backwards and span on her heels, all but running towards the door.
In her haze of panic, she didn't notice Emma grunt in her sleep and turn over to face to other way.
Snow's feet pounded the stairs and she flew across the room to grab the phone, punching in three numbers.
"Emergency services, what seems to be the issue?" the operator asked in an annoyingly calm voice.
The brunette swallowed hard and said, "Emma isn't breathing…"
There was silence for a moment, before the reply came, "do you know what could have caused this?"
"No!" Snow shrieked and Neal instantly started screaming.
She looked over at him and was torn as to what she should do, after a split second, she just turned her attention back to the phone, she needed her husband to wake up anyway.
"I don't know, please just send an ambulance," she said desperately.
She got a small squeak in response and took that as assent, before hanging up the phone.
Snow was about to rush back up the stairs, but she heard someone sleepily ask, "what happened?"
Looking over to her bed, she saw David padding across the room while rubbing his eyes. He made it to the crib and reached down to try and calm their son, to no avail.
The brunette considered her words, but she didn't know if there was any way to explain what had just happened. She had no idea why Emma wouldn't be breathing, and then it occurred to her that she had no idea whether her daughter was even alive.
"Emma…I went up to her room to…check on her…" David looked as if her was about to question this, but it certainly wasn't the time to explain why she was watching their daughter sleep, so she held up her hand to shut him up. "She…she wasn't breathing, David!"
The man looked stunned for a moment, he did seem to have any idea what he should do.
The thought had just occurred to Snow, however, that the saviour would be needing CPR if she had any chance of coming back to them, so she whipped around to run back up the stairs.
The moment she did though, her mouth fell open and she watched as a sleepy Emma came down the stairs, rubbing her eyes in very much the same way that her father had just been.
As soon as she reached the end of the steps, she removed her hands away from her face and looked between her parents with confusion written across her features.
The blonde then turned her attention to her crying brother and shot her parents questioning looks before she went over to the crib and waved her hand over the distressed boys face. As soon as the spell took effect, the baby calmed down significantly and then she looked back over to her parents.
Furrowing her brow, she asked, "what's with all the shouting?"
Snow and David exchanged a look, before the brunette rushed forward and engulfed her daughter in a bone crushing hug.
Emma's eyes widened and she looked to her father for any sign that her mother had finally snapped, but he was wearing a similar look of relief mixed with confusion.
She was about to question this, but was stopped short by the sound of a frantic knock at the door.
Snow removed herself from Emma and then ran over to the door, yanking it open, she revealed two paramedics with a gurney behind them.
They each seemed ready to run into the apartment, until they looked over to see a perfectly healthy looking saviour standing next to her brother's crib.
"Was this some kind of joke?" one of them almost spat, clearly trying to get his breath back after they had rushed here so quickly.
Snow just shook her head, she had no idea what she could possibly say, because frankly, she had no idea how to explain it herself. For a moment she considered whether she had imagined it, but then she told herself that there was no way that she would be mistaken about her child not breathing.
"You said she wasn't breathing!" he continued.
Emma's eyes widened at the paramedic's admission and then her shoulders slumped when she realised what must have happened and she desperately tried to think of a way that she could continue the façade that she had kept up since she had arrived in this town.
"It was a misunderstanding," she announced after a moment.
The paramedic narrowed his eyes, he was clearly still very much pissed about being called out so early in the morning and the sight of the perfectly healthy blonde wasn't helping.
"How can it be a misunderstanding?!" he asked exasperatedly, "you're either breathing or you're not, there is no grey area. You do know that wasting emergency services is against the law, Sheriff Swan?"
Emma pinched the bridge of her nose and decided that her parents would find out the truth in a minute anyway, so she might as well give them a little preview of what she could do.
She crossed the room as quickly as possible and came to stand next to her mother in front of the upset man. She placed her hand on his arm and smiled charmingly at him, "it was just a misunderstanding," she said again.
He opened his mouth to argue, but he suddenly felt a strange bliss come over him and a dopey grin adorned his face as he stared intently at her face.
"You're really pretty," he said in a faraway voice.
Snow furrowed her brow and turned to look at her husband who looked just as utterly confused as she felt and then they both turned back to look at what was going on.
"Go back to work and never tell anyone about this," Emma commanded and she made eye contact with the other paramedic, causing a similar smile to come upon his face.
They each nodded eagerly and Emma stepped back to close the door in their faces.
She looked between her parents cautiously, fully prepared for a barrage of questions, but they just seemed completely lost for words.
This was not how she wanted for them to find out her secret and she was clinging to hope that she could somehow convince them that there was no issue. Of course, she wasn't going to use the power she had just used on the paramedics on her parents.
"I really didn't want you to find out this way…" she began once she realised that there was no way out of this and she also knew that it was about time that she told them anyway.
Snow inspected her for a moment, paying particular attention to the way that she now seemed to be breathing and all she could think to ask was, "why weren't you breathing five minutes ago?"
Emma closed her eyes in frustration when it occurred to her that this could have all been avoided, but she replied, "I had a long day…and I forgot to."
"You forgot…to breathe?" Charming asked slowly.
The blonde nodded and waited for a follow question of some kind, but it soon became apparent that there were just no words and she knew that she had to further explain herself.
Running her hand across her face, she walked back over to the middle of the apartment, followed closely by her mother who went over to stand next to her husband.
They each stared at her expectantly and she bit her lip nervously.
A full thirty seconds of silence later, she went for the direct approach as she explained, "when I was twenty-two…I died…"
Snow and David stared at her blankly for a moment, before the brunette began shaking her head and nervously laughing, "are you trying to tell us that you're a vampire?"
Emma nodded slowly, feeling annoyance run through her system at just how condescending her mother was being.
"That is exactly what I'm saying."
Snow looked to David for a sign that he didn't believe her and she became sure that this was some kind of joke.
"You don't believe me?" Emma asked with a resigned sigh, "your best friend is a werewolf…"
The brunette shook her head and said, "there is no way that you can be, vampires are just an urban legend…"
The blonde rolled her eyes and opened her mouth and resisted the urge to just come up with some lie and convince them that this was all a joke.
Instead of taking the easy way out, she just used the one piece of irrefutable proof that she had: she protracted her fangs.
Snow and Charming each stared at them in silence for a full ten seconds and Emma kept her mouth open as she waited for some kind of reaction.
A moment later, she got what she wanted, but not quite what she was hoping for, Snow fell to the ground as she fainted.
The blonde rolled her eyes and waved her hand to poof the woman over to her bed across the room.
She then looked to her father who had turned to see if his wife was okay.
"So…you're dead?" was all he could think to ask.
The younger blonde just shrugged her shoulders and replied, "if you want to be technical…"
Charming blinked and just nodded, though the thought made him visibly pale.
Emma rocked on her heels for a moment, before she just sighed and said, "I'll give you guys a chance to think this through…"
"Emma…" the man said weakly.
Already half way to the door, the blonde turned around and looked at her father, waiting for what he had to say.
The prince swallowed hard and ran his hand across his face, "where are you going?"
The saviour smiled weakly at his concern and said, "I'm not running away, I promise. Text me when mom wakes up?"
He nodded and she continued on her way to the door.
The sound of the lock clicking shut, brought him out of his thoughts and he ran a hand over his face again.
My daughter is a vampire, he thought before he just shook his head and walked over to his unconscious wife. They certainly had a lot to work through, but he decided that his only option would be to wait for Snow to wake up so they could try and have an actual conversation.
He just hoped that he could find a way to stop her from freaking out again once she woke up and remembered that their little girl was a creature of the night.
A/N Hope you guys enjoyed.
I think I'll try and update this every Sunday :)
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