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Snow White stood near the door of a balcony, a bluebird flew off her finger.

"What’s wrong?" David asked his pregnant wife.

"Nothing." Snow answered. David knew what she was thinking it was written all over her face.

"You’re thinking about what the Queen said again, aren’t you? Snow, please. I can’t keep having this conversation. You have to let it go. We’re about to have a baby."

"I haven’t had a restful night since our wedding." Snow confessed.

"That’s what she wants – to get in your head. But they’re only words. She can’t hurt us." David reassured.

"She poisoned an apple because she thought I was prettier than her. You have no idea of what she’s capable of."

"What can I do to ease your mind?"

"Let me talk to him." Snow said, talking about the Dark One.

"Him? You don’t mean…"

"I do."

"No, no, no. It’s too dangerous."

"He sees the future."

"There’s a reason he’s locked up."

"Can you promise me that our child will be safe? Can you guarantee it? Because he can." Snow pressed on, she will not take 'no' for an answer

"Alright. For our child." The door opened up to reveal Christine who held a teddy bear and a flower basket filled with them.

"I found babies breath and orchids. I thought they'd look pretty on the walls." Christine placed the bear and flowers on the table. David watched his first born with pure happiness.

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Emma and the twins were driving in the car.

"I’m hungry. Can we stop somewhere?" Henry asks Emma. Maria was hungry too but didn't want to bother her birth mother.

"This is not a road trip. We’re not stopping for snacks."

"Why not?" Henry tested.

"Quit complaining, kid. Remember – I could have put your butts on a bus. I still could." Emma threatened. Maria grabs her bag, remembering the cookies she packed just in case and handed one to Henry to make his shut up.

"You know I have a name? It’s Henry." Henry said while eating the cookie. Henry and Maria start reading the book from earlier.

"What’s that?"

"A cookie. Want one?" Maria answered, thinking Emma was talking at the food.

"No not that, the book."

"I’m not sure you’re ready." Henry admits.

"I’m not ready for some fairy tales?"

"They’re not fairy tales. They’re true. Every story in this book actually happened." Maria says. Emma looked like she didn't believe them.

"Of course they did." Emma said sarcastically.

"Use your superpower. See if she's lying." Henry said.

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