Mine

The terror in Lily's eyes when she saw Mikael, he had made it clear to Lily that he was only there to get information about his son and his where abouts. "I swear, I have no idea where he's at!" She lied to him, trying to keep her son safe and everyone else who lived there. Mikeal wasn't believing what she was telling her, as if she knew where he was. He beat her, kicked her. "If I have to kill to get to him? Then so be it!"

Back in Storybrooke, Maine, Natasha was living on the jolly Roger with Emma and Killian and their kids. It's been about 9 months since Clint left and she was now heavily pregnant with twins, a boy and a girl. Clint still had no idea of his daughter and son. Her mother still had no idea she was pregnant with Clint's children, 'like that would have changed her mind about him, to her Clint is evil just because his father is a villain..' Nat thought as she rubs her pregnant stomach.

"Have you thought of names, Tasha?" Emma asked, she had a new nickname for Natasha. Smiling and nodding, Nat says with a brightened smile on her lips. "For the girl I have Alexandria Lily and for the boy Clint Jr." She admits then adds. "I'm naming my son after his dad to punish my mother...to make her feel horrible." Emma just looked at her and just went to hug her, as she understood where Natasha was coming from.

At the tower, Lily's fate remains in Mikael's hands as she continues to hold on as long as she can to keep Clint and the people of Storybrooke safe, even if she had to take the beating for the man who raped her. Having a wipe in his hand, Mikael whipped her hard. "Tell me where the hell is my son, Lily!" Lily bit her tongue as she felt the whip and tears run down her face and only this time she didn't say a word to him.

Which only made Mikael much more aggressive and furious with Lily, "you stupid bitch! TELL ME NOW!" He slapped her across the face. Lily's face moved involuntarily, as she felt the back of his hand hitting her cheek. Moving forward to Storybrooke, where Natasha finds herself almost near due; meaning having her babies and has decided to tell Regina and make her feels horrible about making their own father leave them.

Upon arriving at the house she was raised in, Natasha ends up knocking on the door. Holds her belly and waiting, before hearing her mother opening the door and asking her how she got pregnant. "Sweetheart! How in the world did you get pregnant?!" Although in Regina's mind she actually thought she forgot about Clint and found someone else someone new. "Remember my boyfriend, Clint....I'm having his babies, yes two and yes they ar twins." She looked down at her pregnant stomach then up to her own mother in tears. "AND NOW THANKS TO YOU, I GET TO RAISE THEM BOTH WITH THEIR DADDY.. you happy now mother is this what you wanted?"

Natasha had yelled at her mother, before feeling that water broke. Regina feeling horrible about the situation her daughter was in, have to raise her children alone without their father, she wanted to do something nice; like drive her to the hospital. "Let me drive you, Emma or Killian are probably busy." Natasha looked at her mother and nods but calls Emma and Killian either way to let them know they were coming now and after letting Regina drive her, the nurse asked Natasha if she'd  like her mother in the delivery room with her.

Regina's eyes lit up when the nurse asked the question, but soon faded when Nat shook her head no. "No, I dont want her in there." She told the nurse as Emma and Killian ran in and rushed to Natasha. "Are you guys okay, are you in any pain?" They both asked Natasha. "Who are they?" The nurse asked aloud. "I live with them, and I dont exactly trust my mother right now. I want Emma in there with me." Regina felt heartbroken that she had lost her daughter on her own, it wasn't on no one else but her.

In the tower, Lily was hanging on for dear life. "If I have to die to safe my son from you, then it's a good way to go." She had tears in her eyes. "So you rather leave him without a mother? I dont believe you!" Mikael tells her with the smack of his hand to her other cheek, using knives now