Sum: What if Emma wasn't in jail she was just a normal teen growing up into adult hood.(if you read this before I had Henry's dad be named Dean but know we know the actual name is Neal...Just laughing cuz I had the EA correct for the name haha)
She stared at the test it had to be wrong. She wasn't cut out to be a mom...these things were wrong weren't they? She broke down crying on the ground of her bathroom floor. She was only 18...an 18 year old shouldn't go through this at all. She picked up her phone. She dialed the number he picked up.
"Neal..." she said barely able to breathe.
"Whose this?" he asked
"Oh Emma what's going on sorry didn't recognize the number"
"I need to talk to you"
"I rather tell you in person it's kinda important"
"I am busy at the moment and I won't be able to talk for a while so can you just tell me now."
"I am pregnant"
"I am pregnant with your son?"
"It's not mine"
"No it's not Bye Emma don't call this number again." He hung up That's when she dropped the phone. She meant nothing too him. She couldn't do this alone but she definitely didn't have him. She knew that if he didn't save her number she wasn't important. She finally got up and walked to her bed. She layed down.
8 months later.
She sat there on the hospital another contraction hit her. She had been having contractions for about 20 hours now her doctor finally came in but told her she was only 5 centimeters. She really hated Neal right now he never called her after or tried to contact. She knew that it wouldn't matter anymore. Once she could hold her baby she would be happy but she still had to decided was she really ready to be a mom guess she didn't have a choice now. But the one choice she did have was after did she wanna raise her child or let someone else take responsibility for her own actions. Finally 6 hours later the doctor came back in to check on her it was time. She was scared she didn't have support it was only her but she set up her apartment so she could do this. She could take care of her and a baby sure it wasn't enough but it was good enough. The last push was the hardest but in that moment it was all worth it. She fell back on the bed and heard a baby cry.
"It's a boy!" the doctor said holding up tears fell down her face. They took the baby away quickly and got him all ready then brought him back bundled up in a blanket, the nurse laid the baby in Emma's arms. The baby boy had greenish eyes and brown hair. Emma kissed his forehead. Totally worth the 26 hours of labor.
"What's his name?" The nurse looked at him. Emma looked up at her then back down at her son.
"Henry...Henry Jacob Swan..." She said holding her baby the nurse smiled. Alright I will get the birth certificate and we can put that on there. Emma nodded holding her son tight. Her son born on the first day of July. She just held him she didn't want too ever let go. She didn't care if his father didn't want him she didn't mean anything too him.