"Come on, Mom, I'm going to be late," Henry yelled at the bottom of the stairs. Just a week ago his parents had told him about the new baby and ever since, Emma allowed herself to sleep a little more in the mornings.

"I'm a comin'," Emma murmured as she finished walking down. "You have everything you need?"

"Yeah, I'm ready."

"You got your lunch?" she asked, putting a hand over his shoulder and started to walk over to their coats.

"Right here, Mom."

"Alright, let's get going."

"Bye Grams, bye Gramps," Henry yelled over his shoulder as they stepped outside to the cold winter. "I missed you at dinner," he quietly said putting on his seatbelt while Emma started to drive.

"I know, sorry about that," Emma murmured feeling a little guilty about it. With everything that was going on she was trying to avoid her father, not because she was mad, but because she was trying to avoid a new confrontation. She got what he was feeling, but she also knew what her own fear had cost her. "Neal and you are going to spend the afternoon together, right?" she asked parking in front of the school.

"Yeah, Dad is picking me up after school."

"Why don't you tell him to drop you off at the station? That way we could have dinner together," Emma hopelessly proposed.

"You know what I meant, mom," he answered as he reached for his backpack.

"I know kid, just come over to the station and we'll see, okay?" she whispered as she put her hands above one of his.

"Okay, I'll tell Dad to take to me the station," Henry replied with a little smile "See you later, Mom."

"Be careful and no running away," Emma reminded him as he stepped outside the car and walked to towards the school and when he got in, she started the car again and slowly drove to the station. After all that had happened, Snow had established that they should have dinner together as much as possible, which had turned out to be every day and after what Henry said she couldn't help but feel a little guilty about brushing them off. "Okay, let's see what I can do," she whispered as she decided to talk to David and try to get past the awkwardness they were living in.

When Emma finally turned off her car in front of the Sheriff's station she didn't want to walk in there so soon. She knew that David had a strong character, especially when he was trying to protect his family and that, on more than one occasion had led to an argument between the two of them so she allowed herself to lean back in her seat and close her eyes as she gathered her thoughts.

"Here we go," she whispered as she left the car and started to walk towards the door, and with each step she felt her legs getting heavier and heavier.

"Morning, Emma," he greeted her when she opened the door of her office.

"Hey," Emma replied as she took off her coat and sat behind her desk, only to stand almost immediately forcing herself to go out of the office and sit beside him. Emma knew that if she didn't do it now, she would probably back off.

"Everything alright?" David asked after a couple of minutes of silence.

"Yeah… I was just... We should probably talk," Emma finished as she silently kick herself over her poor choice of words.

David, on the other hand, couldn't hide his surprise as he completely turned to his daughter. After all they went through during the last year, Emma was never the one to try to initiate a conversation and even when Mary Margaret and he tried to do it, that almost never worked out the way they wanted.

"I don't want to hear any apologies," Emma stated as he saw him opening his mouth. "I know that you are not sorry about what you said."

"You're right, I'm not sorry about what I said but I'm sorry about the way I said it," he accepted. He knew there was only one way to talk to Emma, and that was to be totally truthful. "I just need to understand why you would go back to him with all the history you have."

"All you need to do is accept the decision I made," Emma said, but looking at his eyes she knew that her words had come out a lot harder that she intended, so she took a deep breath and leaned forward, placing her elbows on her knees. "David, all I'm asking is for you to give him a chance, he is Henry's father and we are going to have another baby in less than seven months," she reminded him, if it wasn't for her, she knew he was at least going to do it for his grandchildren.

"Okay, Emma, I'll do that," David said after he thought about for a couple of minutes of staring at his shoes. "As you had said, it's your life and your decisions, so I'll tolerate him but if he ever comes close to hurting you again, Emma…"

"Got it," Emma interrupted him before he could finish what he was saying. Like some people said, it was better to leave while you are winning, so she tried to stand up and leave, but she felt his hand gently wrapping her wrist.

"I really am sorry about the way I've been acting with you; I never wanted to push you away and I love you," he said with a sad smile.

"I know, and I'm sorry about pulling away these past days." Emma murmured finally walking away from David, as a smile started to creep, after all, that little chat had been better than expected.

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