"I'll be an older brother?" Henry asked. He didn't sound entirely enthusiastic about this, but he didn't seem pleased either. Emma knew this was how he would react. She turned to Neal, hoping he would say something.

"Yes, an older brother." Emma said, trying to smile. This was a lot harder than she thought it would be. Henry was eleven years old and was about to become an older sibling. Emma didn't even know if she was ready for this. She sighed, and put her hands on her knees, as she looked into Henry's eyes.

"Hey, Henry, look at me." Emma said, tilting Henry's chin up. "Everything will be alright. You're younger sister or brother will be fine, and we're going to get through this as a family." She said as she turned her head towards Neal, who was rubbing the back of his neck.

"Exactly." Neal added as he placed his hand on his son's shoulder. "I know it may all seem a little… well overwhelming now," Neal began before he took in a deep breath. "Believe me, I'm still overwhelmed," Neal said as he let out a suppressed laugh. "But we are going to get through with this. Emma has her first appointment with Dr. Whale soon, and we're going to bring you over to your Grandparents so they can watch over you while your mom and I are at the hospital." Neal said, taking his hand off of Henry's shoulder. Henry thought about this. He had to admit, as much as he was uneasy about having a younger sibling, he was kind of excited. He managed a small smile.

"Okay dad," Henry said, as he ran into Neal and gave him a hug. Neal being surprised by the hug went along with it anyway, and hugged Henry back. Emma watched as Neal and Henry embraced, and smiled. She hoped that the next several weeks would go by smoothly.

The next day Emma and Neal planned to tell her parents about the baby. The whole night Emma was tossing and turning in her sleep, anxiety taking over her. Yes of course they were her parents, but she was still nervous about how they would react to the news. Would it be similar to the way Henry reacted? Would they be happy? Emma was stressing over it, and Neal could sense her angst from a mile away.

"Hey, everything will be alright, okay?" Neal said as he put his hands on Emma's tense shoulders. She immediately began to relax under his touch, and sighed.

"I really hope you're right Neal," Emma said closing her eyes. "I just - I don't know how they're going to take in this news. This is a pretty big deal in case you haven't noticed," Emma said, biting her bottom lip, and crossed her arms over her chest. Neal sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

"Look Emma, I know. But I think, that Snow and Charming will be happy." Neal said. "We'll all be eating dinner together, and then we'll tell them." He said as he shoved his hands in his front jean pockets. Emma brushed away a stray lock of blonde hair, and leaned against the counter.

"If you really believe that they'll be happy, then I'm okay." She said, nodding her head. Neal smiled sheepishly.

"Now let's go and get things ready, okay?"He said as he adjusted his jacket. Emma nodded, and pulled her coat on. They were on their way to get food to cook for dinner.

Emma was setting up all the plates and utensils when the doorbell rang, and her anxiety kicked in again.

"Neal, they're here!" She shouted as she finished last-minute adjustments. Henry was sitting on the couch, reading one of his comic books, and Emma walked over to him.

"Hey, your grandparents are here, come on and greet them." She said with a smile. Henry looked up from his comic book, and placed it on the coffee table.

"Okay," He said as he hurried over to the door with Emma. Neal opened the door, greeting Snow and Charming first.

"Hey Neal," Charming said as he gave him a hug, patting him on the back. "How's it going?" He asked. Neal shrugged. "Not too bad," He said, letting out a suppressed laugh. Snow smiled as she watched the two interact.

"Emma," She said as she greeted her daughter with a hug. Emma strayed back a little, not wanting to have too much pressure on the baby.

"Hi mom," Emma said with a smile. "Ready to eat?" She asked, leading her parents to the table. Henry got to his set first, next to Neal. Emma sat on the other side of Neal, and Snow and Charming sat on the opposite side.

"Oh this looks delicious," Snow said as she started to cut into the chicken.

"We cooked it ourselves," Neal said proudly. Charming nodded his head in approval. "I agree with Snow, it's as good as it looks." He said with a chuckle. Emma laughed nervously, still worried.

When they were halfway done with dinner, Emma cleared her throat.

"Uh, mom and dad?" She began. Snow and Charming turned their heads towards their daughter.

"Yes?" They both said almost at the same time.

"Neal and I…uh….we…." Emma stammered, her cheeks flushing a bright red.

"We're going to have a second child," Neal finished for Emma. At first Snow and Charming didn't know how to react.

"Oh," Snow said after a while. Charming looked at Emma.

"T-this is wonderful news." Charming finally said. "Another grandson, or daughter." He said with a nervous laugh. Emma tried to smile. Emma wanted to crawl under the table. She knew this was a bad idea. But when would she ever tell her parents about the child? Emma sat awkwardly in her chair, wanting the day to be over.