The moment she stopped in front of the garage of the house Emma had a strange feeling. Maybe she had forgotten something, but even before she started to think about it, the front door of the house opened.

"So, what is it? Boy or girl?" he asked.

"Hello to you too, kid," Emma joked as she leaned into Neal's side.

"Come on, let's get you away from the cold," Neal recommended with a smile, ignoring Henry's question as he had been doing for the last couple of hours. "Henry, why don't you go wait for us in the living room and in a couple of minutes we'll be there to tell you, ok?"

"Fine," he murmured stepping into the house and walking straight towards the living room, annoyed by his parent's secretive behavior. "Two minutes." He added making both of his parents chuckled.

"I could get use coming home to this," Emma murmured as she stepped inside and started to get her coat off. "So don't get me wrong when I ask what are you doing here?"

"Apparently someone forgot to tell her mother that I was going to pick Henry up today," Neal replied taking the coat from her hand and hanging it. "When we both show up for him she invited me to dinner and I couldn't say no with Henry giving me his puppy eyes, could I?" Neal explained with his own set of puppy eyes. He knew dinner with her parents was the last thing she wanted, and he could almost see as her brain tried to look for a wait out of it.

"I guess no," she murmured giving him a suspicious look. Maybe fake a call from the station, she thought but quickly discarded, David would sell her out to Mary Margaret in seconds and she wasn't going to be happy about it.

"Besides, if you father hadn't kill me yet, I doubt he'll do it during dinner while his family watching."

"I wouldn't be so sure."

"Your time is up!" Henry yelled from the other room.

"Come on, let's see what that kid of ours is doing," he said taking her hand and leading her away from the door and into the living room, where their son was now laying on the couch with his eyes fixated on the television.

Without saying anything, Emma let herself fall in one of the sofas bringing Neal down beside her, who casually put an arm around her shoulders as his other hand traveled to her abdomen, where the baby's movements were starting to get notice by the mother.

"It's a boy," Emma said before he got the chance to ask again. "We were right; you're having a baby brother."

"I knew it!" Henry exclaimed. "That's why you didn't want to tell me," he added pointing at Neal.

"I was just waiting for Emma," Neal defended himself.

"That's probably right," Emma joked at the same time, leaning comfortably against him. "I told him he should tell you as soon as he picked you up."

"I'm going to tell grandma."

"Let me," she said standing. "anyway, I told David, so she probably already knows." Emma added as she walked over to the stairs. "And you should be doing your homework, not watching T.V"

So yeah... I'm not really happy with this, especially the second half of this mini chapter and for that I'm really sorry. I hope to write more soon, but with free time I really can't concentrate. Anyway, I've been writting a couple of other stories and I hope to advance them before posting it, but I thought it would be nice to tell you, it's one Emma/Snow, an Emma/Henry/Regina and one THG. Oh and another Neal and Emma, of course.

Anyway, thanks to everyone that had made it this far, thanks for all the favorite (39) and follows (98) because WOW, you guys are totally amazing. And thank you who took your time to post a review I really love each an every one of the.

Now I go, before this note gets bigger than the actual chapter.