Emma's baby
Fefisgbf13 asked for a oneshot of Snow being there when Emma gives birth to Henry. So for this one we've gone down the route of Snow making it through the wardrobe with Emma.
"Make it stop!" Emma screamed, tears pouring down her face. This was agony like she thought could never exist. Snow gently rubbed circles on her daughter's back.
"If I could I would angel, but it's only going to stop when this baby's out of you." Snow told her honestly. She hated seeing Emma in so much pain, but there really was very little she could do except be there for her.
"I'm so stupid!" Emma cried through the pain. "I can't do this mom! If I can't even give birth how can I look after the baby? I'm not ready for this, I'm not!" Emma panicked.
"Emma, listen to me." Snow said softly. "Yes you can do this. You can give birth and you can raise this baby. You're not going to be doing it alone, I'm going to be with you every step of the way." Snow assured her daughter. Truth be told Snow was shocked when her seventeen year old daughter had come home one day and told her she was pregnant. She didn't even know Emma was sexually active. She knew if her father was here he would have gotten the father's name out of Emma and skinned him alive for touching her. But he wasn't here, he was somewhere far away with Regina's curse. But Snow was here, and Snow wasn't going to let Emma feel alone ever. "Nobody ever feels ready, believe me. But when they're here you'll just know. Sure, you're going to make mistakes but everyone does. You're still going to be this baby's mother, and they're going to need you and you'll crawl through Hell if you have to if they need you to." Snow assured her. Emma buried her heady into her mother's chest as another contraction his her. Snow stroked through Emma's hair. "You're doing great baby. It will be over soon."
Snow sat on the edge of the bed, stroking her new grandson's cheek.
"He's beautiful." She whispered in awe. "Just like his mommy." Emma smiled tiredly.
"Thanks." She whispered. Snow gently took Henry off of Emma and placed him in the little crib beside her.
"Sleep." She told Emma, helping her lie down. "You've more than earned it. I'll wake you up if he needs feeding."
"But what about you? You need to sleep." Emma asked her. Snow smiled, settling down on the edge of Emma's hospital bed.
"Don't you worry about me Emma. I'll be just fine. Sleep honey." Emma nodded sleepily, letting her eyes close over. Snow smiled, first looking at her and then her tiny grandson. They were going to ok, and they were going to find Charming. Of both those things she was sure.