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A Second Try

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When Emma finally got home that night, the mayor was curled in the arms of a deep sleep.

"Babe?" Emma asked softly, opening the bedroom door just enough to poke her head in and peek at the sleeping queen.

The woman didn't wake, so Emma approached quietly, and after staring intently at her lover's face, she crawled into bed beside her. This caused the woman to stir and open her eyes. When she turned to look at Emma, the blonde was flashing a satisfied smile.

"What?" the queen mumbled sleepily.

"I'm just so lucky to have you," Emma said softly, stroking Regina's hair, making the brunette smile back at her.

"And I'm lucky to have you."

They were quiet for a moment, looking intently into each other's eyes, until Emma finally said, "I have the most beautiful wife in the world."

"You're so cheesy," the mayor giggled, "and ridiculous."

"I might be cheesy, but I'm not ridiculous," Emma protested. "You are beautiful. And now... Now you have this... this glow..."

"What are you talking about?"

"You just look... radiant..."

With a slight blush, the mayor weakly shook her head, but Emma kissed her forehead and smiled.

"Shh," Emma whispered. "You're beautiful."

Sighing, the queen leaned back against her lover.

"I don't know why you're with me."

"Because I love you. Because you're perfect for me. Because you're carrying my child"

At this last sentence, Emma's voice nearly squeaked with excitement she couldn't contain, and this made the mayor laugh.

"Yeah," she said. "I am."

"It doesn't feel real."

"I know."

"Wait..." the queen started. "Emma..."

"What is it?" Emma responded, suddenly concerned by the tone of Regina's voice.

The woman just lowered her head and looked melancholy.

"Regina," Emma said sternly, "what is it?"

"What if I lose it?"

"What do you mean?"

"What if I have a miscarriage?"

"Why would you say that?" Emma said anxiously, grabbing the woman's hands and squeezing them.

"Because it's possible."

After a pause, Emma responded confidently, "I think we should make an appointment with a doctor and see what they have to say."

With a sigh, Regina nodded, and Emma leaned in to kiss her temple.

The next morning, Emma made the call.

"I'm scared," Regina said. "What if the baby's not healthy?"

"The baby is going to be fine," Emma assured her, kissing her cheek. "It's going to be fine."

To Regina's surprise, as soon as the image of the ultrasound appeared on the screen, Emma's eyes filled with tears.

"Oh, my God," the blonde breathed, gripping her wife's hand tighter than she'd meant to.

"Ouch!" Regina cried, pulling her hand away. "Jesus, Emma!"

"I'm s-sorry," the blonde said, unable to tear her eyes away from the screen.

"Is... Is it a boy or a girl?" the mayor asked the doctor nervously.

"We won't know for a while. You two will just have to guess for now," the doctor said, smiling at them. "Congratulations."

Emma's mouth hung open until the screen went back.

After a long discussion with the doctor concerning the likelihood of a miscarriage or birth defects, the happy family felt relieved.