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David frowned, “she seems okay to me, she said she loved the apartment,” David thought about it and added, “she was the one who spoke to Gold and sorted out the lease and she’s the one who wanted to move so quickly.”

“Exactly,” Mary Margaret said, “it’s only been three days since we suggested it to her and now,” she looked up and towards the stairs as if picturing the bedroom and the boxes that were packed and ready there, “she’s going tomorrow.”

“We didn’t tell her she had to go, or give her a timescale,” David reassured, “she made this decision herself.”

“I know, I just,” she sighed and furrowed her brow, “I just feel that something’s wrong.”

David put his games controller down and left the arm chair he was sat in to sit beside the brunette, “there’s been a lot of changes recently, Emma and Henry are moving out, we’ve been packing things up, the new nightshifts have come in.. it just means you and Emma haven’t had the chance to spend much time together. It’s bound to make you feel unsettled.”

She considered this and slowly nodded, “yes, you’re right, I’m just building it up into something it’s not. She says she’s fine..”

“Then she’s fine,” David smiled, “we’ve just got to get used to a new normal.”

Mary Margaret nodded and looked up at her husband with a hesitant smile, “I didn’t want to say anything earlier because I wasn’t certain, I’m still not certain.. but I wanted to tell you.. I can’t keep it to myself any longer..”

David looked at her in excited shock, “Snow?”

“I think I might be pregnant,” she nodded happily.

David threw his arms around her and pulled her into a hug, “that is the best news..”

“Might be..” Mary Margaret added with a laugh.

“Might be the best news,” David corrected, before he pulled back and smiled at her, “when do we know for sure?”

“Tomorrow, I have an appointment in the morning,” she smiled, “though I’m pretty sure.”

He grinned, “tomorrow is going to be a big day, Emma and Henry get set up in their new place and we might have an announcement to make.”

Mary Margaret’s face fell and David pulled her into another embrace, “if you are pregnant then maybe that’s why you think something is going on with Emma? All those hormones?”

She nodded into his chest and answered, “maybe you’re right.”

Chapter 18

It didn’t take long to move Emma and Henry’s belongings from one side of the street to the other. Mainly because they didn’t have many belongings to begin with but also because of the help they received from David, Sean, Leroy and Archie.

“Can we unpack now?” Henry asked excitedly as Emma said thank you and goodbye to the last of the helpers.

She turned and looked at him with tired eyes, “er, yeah, some of the stuff,” she said as she flopped into an armchair, “just remember I’ve been working a nightshift.”

Henry nodded and started to rip open some boxes and emptied things out onto various shelves. Luckily the apartment came fully furnished and it was just going to be a matter of unpacking and they’d be moved in, which Emma was very grateful for.

“Are you going to help?” Henry joked as he hurried around the open plan apartment putting books and DVDs in the living room and plates and cutlery in the kitchen.

“Taskmaster,” Emma whispered as she pulled a box towards where she sat and opened the lid. She pulled out some leather jackets of hers and her baby blanket and stared at it for a while.

“It’s cool that you’ve kept that,” Henry said as he indicated the blanket in her hands.

Emma nodded blankly as she put the jackets and blanket on her lap and reached into the rest of the box and pulled out some CDs, “Kid, put these on that shelf will you?”

Henry took the CDs and placed them on a shelf and Emma put the blanket into the now empty box and pushed it to one side. She placed the leather jackets on the chair beside her and opened another box and looked inside, “is this your school work?”

“No,” Henry said as he stacked the CDs, “I already unpacked that.”

Emma picked up the large notebook and could feel loose papers, pens and scissors inside and opened it up. Inside she could see lots of notes that had been written and then cut out of the book and she frowned as she picked one up and read it, “Henry, what’s this?”

Henry turned around and smiled, “oh, that’s for Mom.. for Regina,” he corrected quickly.

“Oh,” she picked up another piece of paper, “but what is it?”

He knelt in front of her, “it’s for her memory jar I got her, so she can remember the good times we had together.”

“Henry,” Emma said in a sad warning tone.

“No, it’s okay,” he answered quickly, “she’s cool with it, I’ve already dropped off a few the other day and she said she was putting them in the jar.”

“Oh, right,” Emma said as she felt the now constantly pressure in her chest growing in intensity.

Henry smiled and gathered up the notebook and the pieces of paper and put them on a pile of his things he was preparing to take to his room.