Okay so funny story. I ended up moving off campus to an apartment over break, however I haven't had internet to be able to upload. So this chapter has been written this whole time. I'm so sorry. Anyway, enjoy!

"Ma, could you slow down?" Henry asked, glancing nervously out of the window. Houses and trees were blurs as Emma sped through the town. It was starting to make him nervous.

"Sorry," Emma said, smiling sheepishly at Henry in the backseat. "Wasn't thinking."

"The sheriff ignoring the speed limit," Regina teased. "How ironic."

Emma rolled her eyes before lightly pushing on the brake pedal to slow the bug down to 10 over the speed limit. "Better?"

"No," Henry mumbled.

Regina chuckled before sucking in a deep breath and clenching her jaw. She'd forgotten to watch the time to know when the next contraction was coming. In an instant, Emma's hand was in hers, reminding her to unclench her jaw and breathe.

The bug screeched to a halt in the parking lot of the hospital, and Regina rolled her eyes as she got out of the bug. "Did you even try to park, or are you normally this bad?"

Emma smiled and winked at her. "It's a gift."

"How are you guys still joking around?" Henry asked. Looking at him, Regina and Emma realized that he looked more freaked out then they did.

Emma shrugged. "We've faced worse."

Regina gasped and grabbed onto Emma's shoulder to hold herself up. "Although the pain level of this compared to electric shocks is pretty close."

"Right, that's our cue to go inside," Emma said, wrapping an arm around Regina's waist. Henry did the same on her other side. Together, the three of them walked into the hospital.

"What is going on?" Regina asked, her eyes widening as she took in her surroundings. Doctors and nurses were running everywhere, shouting orders to one another. Stretchers were going past, each with a person somehow bloodied.

"I don't know," Emma said, panicking. "I wasn't told anything."

"You're on family leave," Henry pointed out.

Emma swore before guiding Regina to the main counter. "We need a room please. My wife is in labor and contractions are getting closer together."

The receptionist looked at them apologetically. "I'm sorry, but there's no rooms available at the moment. There was a huge accident on Main Street and every doctor has their hands full."

"That's impossible, there aren't that many people in this town," Emma argued.

"Emma," Regina said, grabbing her arm and gripping it. Hard.

Emma put on her best brave face before looking at Regina, prepared to reassure her that everything was fine. The brave face quickly melted away as she saw what Regina was looking at.

Snow and David laid on two stretchers, side by side. Neither of them were conscious.

"No," Emma breathed, running over to them. She quickly checked for pulses, sighing in relief when she felt strong ones in both of them.

A team of nurses came to collect them, wheeling them off towards rooms. Emma jumped as one of the nurses touched her arm to get her attention. "They're going to be okay. They were the lucky ones."

Emma nodded before heading back over to where Regina and Henry stood. "They're fine. Apparently they were the lucky ones."

"So what happened to those who weren't as lucky?" Henry asked, not quite wanting to know the answer. The day had started out exciting, and suddenly had taken a much more stressful turn.

"I don't know, but we have a situation of our own," Regina said. "What are we going to do?"

"How far apart are contractions now?" Emma asked. She moved to Regina's side again, guiding her over to the waiting area. No use in her standing if they weren't going to get a room anytime soon.

Regina slowly lowered herself into the chair Emma had guided her to. "Still 15 minutes. Thankfully."

Emma sat next to her, grabbing her hand and squeezing it gently. "You're gonna be okay. Although you're probably close to reaching the point that drugs are no longer an option."

"Great," Regina mumbled. They sat in silence for a moment before Regina spoke again. "What if there's not a room in time?"

"There's going to be," Emma said. "All of this craziness will be over before you know it and then we'll get a room. Things are all going to go smoothly."

"I hope you're right," Regina said, allowing some of the panic she was feeling to creep into her voice.

They sat side by side for awhile, watching Henry at the main desk. He was hoping for any word on an empty room, but no matter how many times he asked there weren't any. Not even for the mayor and Savior.

Emma was fine with waiting. Regina seemed not to mind it either, and they both kept timing the contractions. Yes, Emma was fine with waiting. Until Regina finally couldn't take it anymore and cried out in pain as a stronger contraction hit her.

"That one really hurt," Regina groaned. She and Emma breathed through the pain together before Emma called Henry over.

It was hard getting Regina to release the grip she had on Emma's hand, but Henry quickly replaced her so Emma could go to the desk.

"Do you know who that is over there?" Emma asked, pointing. The receptionist nervously nodded, looking like a deer in headlights. "Then why aren't we in a room? Is that really that hard of a request to make?"

"I-I'm sorry sheriff," the receptionist stammered out. "But there's nothing that I can do for you until rooms are cleared out."

Emma slammed a fist on the desk. "Listen to me. Her contractions are getting closer and she cannot deliver in this waiting room. So you make this happen."

"Ma!" Henry called. Emma glared at the nurse one last time before jogging over to Henry and Regina. She quickly kneeled in front of Regina, grabbing both of her hands. Henry winced before flexing his hand. Regina was strong.

"What's going on?" Emma asked. "Why'd you call?"

"She screamed," Henry said. "I didn't know what to do."

"Okay," Emma said, kissing Regina's forehead. "How far apart?"

"I don't know, I lost track," Regina whimpered.

"No big deal," Emma said soothingly. "You've got this, remember? Deep breaths. We'll have a room in no time. Lola's almost here."

A throat cleared behind Emma and she turned slightly to see the receptionist standing behind her. "What?"

"There's a room available," she said softly. "And Dr. Green is on her way."

"Thank goodness," Henry said. "I was starting to get worried. Like, really worried."

Emma smiled at him before turning her attention to Regina again. "You ready?"

"As I'll ever be," Regina said, smiling slightly. She used Emma to help her get to her feet before making her way to the wheelchair that the receptionist had brought over. After she was seated, Emma and Henry quickly took her down to her room.

"Doctor will be in shortly," the receptionist said before taking the wheelchair and shutting the door behind her.

"We left the bags in the lobby," Henry said. "I'll be right back."

While Henry was getting the bags, Emma helped Regina change into her hospital gown and get comfortable. When the nurse came in to get her hooked up to the IV, Regina barely even winced. That wasn't the most painful thing she'd have to go through today.

"These are heavy," Henry panted, setting the bags on the ground. "Like geez Ma. How many clothes do you think Mom needs?"

Regina and Emma laughed, grateful for the distraction from how stressful the day had recently been. Henry winced as Regina cried out again. In all honesty, he hoped that he'd never have to hear her cry out like that ever again after today.

"Hey," Emma said, getting Henry's attention. "You don't have to stay in here you know. We won't be mad if you need to wait in the waiting room. I can come get you when she's here."

Henry shrugged. "I don't want to leave you guys."

"You also don't like seeing her in this much pain," Emma said, looking at Henry knowingly. "You wince every time she cries out."

"Why aren't you?" Henry asked curiously.

"Because then she'll hold it in so I'm not worried," Emma said. She smirked as Regina glared at her. "You know I'm right."

"Smartass," Regina mumbled before groaning. "They're getting closer together."

The door opened then, revealing Dr. Green and a few nurses. "Good thing I'm here then. Sorry for all the chaos, there was a pregnant mother in the accident and I had to monitor her for awhile to make sure she and baby are cleared to go home."

"Are they?" Emma asked anxiously.

"Both mother and baby are just fine," Dr. Green said. She smiled gratefully at one of the nurses who handed her a pair of gloves. "Alright Regina, I'm sure that you're loving the position that you're in currently, but I need you on your back."

Regina nodded without saying anything, slowly letting out a breath as she rolled onto her back.

"Well," Dr. Green said in surprise. "How long were you out in the waiting room?"

"Too long," Emma said. Regina rolled her eyes.

Dr. Green laughed. "I'm sure. How far apart are contractions?"

"I lost track," Regina said. "But they feel very close together."

"That would be because you're very close to pushing," Dr. Green said. "A few more minutes and you'll have your baby girl."

Emma smiled down at Regina. "You ready to meet Lola?"

Regina nodded. "Let's meet Lola."

Lots of pushing and swear words later, Lola Maria Swan-Mills came into the world. Emma and Regina both had tears in their eyes as they looked down at her, swaddled in her little pink blanket with a pink hat on her head.

"She's so tiny," Regina whispered. "Look at her little hands and feet."

Emma chuckled before reaching out and letting Lola grab onto her finger. "And strong. Like her mother."

"Mothers," Henry corrected gently, coming to stand next to Regina. "I checked on Snow and David, they're both fine and are being discharged soon. Then they're coming here."

"Okay," Emma said, gently pulling her finger out of Lola's grip. "I'll be right back. I need to get my hand checked out."

Regina laughed. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be," Emma said, kissing her forehead. "You're worth it." She left the room, hoping that things weren't too busy and she could make it back quickly.

Henry reached down and stroked Lola's cheek, smiling as she opened her eyes. "Welcome to this crazy family. You're gonna love it."