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CharmingsDaughter requested Snowing hiring a bodyguard for Emma. It doesn't go over well. I hope I did this justice for you. This takes place in season 6 after Snowing learns of her vision, but before 6x7.
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Once Upon a Snowing
Lead Balloon
Emma gave her parents a very disapproving glare. Charming had to resist the urge to squirm where he stood. When Emma used that look, she looked exactly like Snow and it was not a look he had ever liked being on the receiving end of.
His wife, however, was unfazed and stood her ground.
"You can't be serious," she ground out.
"Em…" he started to say.
"You hired a bodyguard?!" she exclaimed. He winced and looked around for help. Regina's face was an unreadable mask, as usual. No help there. Hook stood beside Emma, but seemed to know better than to touch her at the moment. So useless on that front too.
Henry looked to be a mix between amused and terrified. Emma was her mother's daughter when she got angry. Scary.
"Honey...we're worried about you. You just told us you're having visions of someone in a hood trying to kill you," Snow admonished. Emma crossed her arms over her chest.
"So you hired a bodyguard?" Emma questioned.
"It's just for extra security since we know we can't be with you all the time," David argued.
"Dad...I'm gonna be fine," Emma insisted.
"You're not. If someone is out to kill you then I'm going to stop them! We're not losing you again," he snapped firmly. His words hung thickly in the air for several moments, as Emma seemed to soften slightly.
"Dad...I know you and Mom are trying to protect me, but if my magic can't do that, what exactly do you think some bodyguard is going to do?" she asked. David sighed.
"Extra precautions are never a bad idea," Snow reasoned and Emma sighed.
"Besides...we trust Nicholas. He fought with us when we were taking back the Kingdom and he's always been loyal," David added. Emma rolled her eyes.
"Fine...he better keep up though," Emma huffed, as she stormed out of the apartment.
"This should be fun," Killian mumbled, as he followed her out.
"I told you that was going to go over like a lead balloon," Snow mused. He smiled at her.
"To be fair, I thought she'd argue more," he replied.
Two hours later
With a bodyguard on Emma, they had been able to relax a little more. With the apartment empty for the moment and Neal taking a nap, Snow and David were enjoying a few moments alone, before he had to return to the station.
As he kissed her passionately and slowly started moving them toward the bed, his phone rang, interrupting their bliss.
Their lips parted and he answered.
"Sheriff," he answered.
"Oh, hey Nicholas," he greeted, as Snow listened in.
"She what?!" he exclaimed, before pulling the phone away from his ear.
"She ditched him," he said, as Snow tried to fight a smile.
"She is so your daughter," he complained, as she bit her bottom lip and he put the phone back to his ear.
"Where are you? We'll come get you," he said, as he listened to the bodyguard and she noticed his eyes widened.
"Okay...we'll be right there," he said, as he hung up.
"Where is he?" she asked.
"In the woods...strung up in a net," he mumbled. Snow barked out a laugh.
"Oh...she is so yours too," Snow laughed. He tried to remain serious, but collapsed into laughs with her. Neal was awake by now and she plucked him from his crib.
"Come on baby boy, we need to find your sister and rescue that poor bodyguard," she cooed to him, as she bundled him up.
"Just another day in Storybrooke," he quipped, as they joined hands and headed out.