I walked down the sidewalk deep in thought on what could be wrong with me. Before Peter left, he once again had to hold back my hair as I retched. Not only that, I've been moodier, regular jeans don't fit me entirely too well, I get really tired easily, and certain food aromas make me sick. Like chicken! I used to love to eat chicken. I shook my head from any other thoughts and walked up the steps of Regina's house/mansion.

I walked into Regina's house to pick up Henry for our little date at Granny's. Instead, I nearly got a face full of glass vase. I ducked just in time and immediately pulled out some water from the plant nearby. Wincing as he cried out from the abrupt dehydration. "Sorry." I whispered quickly before duck walking forward. I caught sight of Henry behind the sofa, casually reading his story book. I crawled over to him and pulled him down with me. "Your boyfriend." He said with a small smirk. I glared at him and he elaborated, "He wanted to know what Mr. Gold was planning." I tilted my head to the side in confusion as the fighting abruptly stopped. I stood up and walked into the dining hall where Regina, Peter, Mr. Gold, and Emma stood. "I come in here to pick up Henry and I nearly get a face full of vase. What the fuck happened?" Emma looked taken aback at my language but Regina just looked down ashamedly. She knows i'm absolutely pissed when I curse. Peter abruptly turns to me with tears in his eyes and wraps his arms around me. "Uh-wha-okay." I stuttered as I awkwardly pat his back. Mr. Gold carried a smug look and I shot some water in his face. "Oi! I paid my debt to you both! All I did, dearie!" He said as he took out a hanky and pat his face dry. "Giving me memories of past lives is your payment?!" I shouted. "NO! That's only the small fee you pay for being fertile!" Everything. Went. Silent. I looked down at my once flat stomach and ran my hand over the small bump. I looked at Peter with tears in my eyes and then at the small baby bump. "I think i'm pregnant." I whispered. "I'm sorry, what?" Peter asked, an expression of surprise on his handsome face. I nodded as my hands shakily rubbed the bump. "I need a test." "Oh the media is going to have a field day with this." Emma said. Everyone stared at her with slightly narrowed eyes. "What? Did you think her fame only existed in Storybrooke?" I shook my head, rolled my eyes and turned around, walking passed a flabbergasted Henry. "Wait!" Henry shouted as he lightly tugged my arm. "Does this mean I am and uncle?" That sparked the questions. "So that means I have a brother, very well." Gold said with a defeated expression. Regina ran her hands through her hair, "Oh my gosh, I'm a grandma." I rolled my eyes, grabbed my coat, shrugged it on, then made my way to the nearest drug store. No one said nothing as I left. It was quiet today, leaving me no choice but to drown in my thoughts.

1) would you want Peter to propose? I mean, they are in fact 18 now.

2) what gender should the baby be? Or should they have twins?

3) BABY NAMES! I NEED BABY NAMES NOW! I know I would want to name the girl Legacy. Like in Pitch Perfect 2.

4) Do y'all want a rated R flashback? I was originally planning on doing one but then I realized its not up to me on that.

5) this isn't a question, I have some drama coming your way with her foster father. just a heads up!

~vXxBlackRabbitxXv