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Chapter Twenty-Three

There’s a collective gasp that rings out through the diner but it’s otherwise silent. The air is thick and she can feel everyone staring at her but her eyes are on Killian.

He blinks at Zelena, her grin seemingly growing wider as he lets the words sink in. She should have told him weeks ago, now he’s found out because of the Wicked Witch.

Emma stays quiet as he squeezes his eyes shut under his furrowed brow before he raises his hand toward Zelena.

“You’re lying!”

She sucks in a breath because she doesn’t want this to happen here, he doesn’t want the baby, he doesn’t want her and now everyone knows it.

Tears form in her eyes as Zelena giggles and puts the wine glass down. “Not quite how you pictured telling him, was it, Savior? Perhaps you should have taken my advice and told him sooner.”

His eyes snap back over to her and all she can do is breathe out his name, ready to beg him to give her a moment to at least explain, to make him try and stay.

“Emma?” He searches her face as he tries to move, almost falling in his attempt.

Her chin starts to quiver as she watches him take another pull at the magic that holds his feet before growling in frustration.

“Let me free, witch.” He hisses.

Zelena eyes him with amusement until his fist clenches and he lets out a strangled noise from the back of his throat.

The harshness and anger in his voice makes her flinch. She was prepared for his anger, but it still surprises her at how hurt she is over it. Part of her hoping that he might actually be hap—

“All in due time,” Zelena tells him with a smile. “It’s so nice of you to make up for what your parents took from me. It was such a nice little surprise...” She stops and smirks at Killian. “Well, a nice little surprise for you, too, Captain.”

Emma tries to take a step forward, but her mother’s grip on her wrist tightens, keeping her in place.

“What do you want.”

Zelena sighs and brushes something off of her shoulder. “I told you. I came to get what belongs to me.”

David begins his own fight against the magic while Snow tries to pull Emma away, begging her to move.

“Relax, dear, it will only take a second.” Before she can blink, the Witch is in front of her, leaning close to her face with hard look. “This might sting a little.”

Her right hand jams toward Emma’s stomach as her parents both yell out her name at the same time Killian hollers, “No!”

Before Zelena’s hand can make a connection, there’s a flash of white light and she goes flying back toward the counter. David and Killian are let go and they both move forward to stand protectively in front of the women.

“Are you okay?” her father asks, eyes moving over her as he puts a protective arm in front of Snow and Leo.

She moves to catch Zelena, ignoring David’s question, when Killian steps in front of her. His eyes are filled with fear and his jaw is clenched.

“I’m okay,” she whispers.

They all turn when Zelena growls before she pushes herself up off the ground, “You haven’t won, Savior! I will get your baby!”

Through clenched teeth, Emma hisses, “Not today!”

Zelena lets out an angry yell before she vanishes in a cloud of green smoke. Emma sighs while her mother tries to calm Leo down, and her father turns back to her.

Eyes searching her over again, David asks, “Are you sure you’re okay?”

But she doesn’t answer him, because when she looks up, she sees Killian staring at her. Both her parent’s stop their fussing when they notice and the diner suddenly goes silent again. Their eyes are locked and she can feel the weight of her decision on her shoulders. He’s angry, extremely angry, she can’t remember if she’s ever seen him so angry.

Keeping his eyes on her, he growls, “Everyone out.” When no one moves, he turns back to the crowd in the diner and yells, “NOW!”

“Okay,” David calls out. “You heard the man. Everybody outside.”

There are no words spoken between them but they continue to stare while everyone files out of the diner. She wants to say she’s sorry, she wants to beg him to forgive her, to not leave, but all she can do is wait.

She doesn’t know how much time passes before he finally speaks, his voice dripping with anger, “How long have you known?”

Taking a deep breath, she tries to keep her voice from stuttering, “Since the last night in New York.”

His jaw clenches and he takes a step back to rub his hand over his face. “Before we got our memories back?”

“After.”

Pinching his brows together in confusion, he shakes his head, “When?”

“After you took David to the airport,” she explains. “He said something before he left that made me realize I had gone through all my symptoms before, I ran down to the grocery store and bought a test. Whale confirmed it when I went to see him.”

“This is what you’ve been keeping from me?” She looks to the ground and nods. “Who else knows, besides the Witch?”

She flinches, it was by pure accident that Zelena found out, be she doubts he’s going to care about that.

Her hands go together, fingers twirling the ring on her finger. “Just my mother and Regina. It kind of slipped out the first night we were here.”

He lets out a dry chuckle and she sees from the corner of her eye him move back and rest his hand and hook on a chair. “Did it slip out with Bae, too?”

Licking her lips, she flinches and keeps her voice low, “No, I told him myself.”

They are both silent for a long time and the weight of her decision feels heavy on her shoulders. What was she thinking when she told Neal before Killian? She deserves to be left alone after what she did.

But it still terrifies her, she loves him so much… if she can only make him see how sorry she is--

“So you’re saying,” he starts, his voice hard and his eyes trained on the chair he’s leaning against, “you were more comfortable telling all these people before you told me?”

“It’s only thre—“

She jumps when there is a crash after he throws the chair to the ground.

“I don’t bloody care if it was only one!” he hollers. “They all knew before me!”

She opens her mouth to argue that she planned on telling him when they talked later, but the bell above the door in the front rings and Regina comes running inside with her parents close behind.

“What the hell happened? Leroy is screaming all over town about Zelena.”

Killian takes a step back, his body is still stiff and she can tell he’s frustrated that they were interrupted, but there’s nothing either of them can do about it.

“Mom, dad,” Emma starts. “Is Leo okay?”

Snow nods. “He’s fine. Belle took him back to the loft for us.”

“Where’s Henry?” Killian asks roughly.

Regina eyes him before she answers, “Robin has him at the park with Roland. Now, what happened with Zelena?”

Emma moves back while her parents explain what happened, when they mention Zelena trying to do something to her stomach, Regina’s head snaps over.

“She tried to go after your baby?” Killian lets out a noise and Regina looks over at him. “Congratulations, by the way.”

His teeth chomp while he glares at her, but he doesn’t say anything. David takes a step toward them with his arms crossed.

“I’d actually like to talk about that…”

“Now is not the time,” Snow whispers.

David chuckles and puts his hands on his hips. “Excuse me if you’ve had time to process the fact that we’re going to have another grandchild.”

Regina rolls her eyes while her mother glares.

“She’s our daughter, David! She asked me not to tell and I respected her wishes!”

Emma looks down at the ground in shame, she has been so wrapped up in her own feelings about her pregnancy that she never thought how asking other people to keep her secret would affect them… and the ones they were keeping it from.

“I understand that,” David says with a sigh. “But don’t you think it would have been better to say something sooner?”

“My thoughts exactly,” Killian hisses.

When she looks over at him, he loops his thumb through his belt and clenches his jaw while he stares at her. A shiver runs down her spine and she wraps her arms around her body, she can’t remember the last time she’s been so ashamed of herself… she was so selfish.

“Can we get back to the matter at hand here?” Regina calls out. “What does this witch want with your baby?”

Letting out a sigh, she runs her hands through her hair. “I don’t know what she wants. She said she wanted to ‘get what belongs to her’.”

“What the hell does that mean?” Regina asks.

Growling, Killian looks over to Regina, “Do you think if we knew that we’d be standing here?”

Regina takes a step forward, her face showing anger, but Snow steps up and interrupts her, “Whatever she meant, she tried to touch Emma’s stomach and was stopped by a white light.”

Regina lets out a gasp. “Your magic. It projected itself out to protect you.”

Before Emma can comment, she notices smoke coming from the kitchen. “Is something burning?”

They all turn to the counter before David rushes out, he comes back seconds later with Granny in tow.

“You all trying to burn down my diner now?”

Everyone stays silent as Granny walks behind the counter into the kitchen. There’s a loud groan before she comes barreling back out with a silver pan in her hands holding a black charred block in the middle and it’s smoking as she lets it drop onto the counter.

The smell hits Emma’s nose and her stomach starts to instantly turn.

Trying not to gag, her nose wrinkles as she asks, “What is that?”

“That,” Granny huffs out as she takes potholders off her hands. “Is a perfectly good pork gone to waste.” The old woman puts a hand on her hip and glares at the group. “That Witch just destroyed Leroy’s dinner. Who’s going to be the one that tells him, because I sure as hell ain’t!”

Emma presses her lips together but her stomach continues to turn, covering her mouth with her fist, she closes her eyes to try and calm herself.

“Emma, are you okay?” Snow asks.

She opens her eyes to see everyone looking at her, so she takes a deep breath and gives a forced smile. “I’m fi—”

Before she can finish her sentence, she feels all the food she’s eaten start to come back up. Turning quickly, she rushes over to the trash can in the corner of the diner because she knows there is no way she is making it to the bathroom. She’s barely there before her body starts to expel whatever she has in her stomach.

Her hair is pulled back and she knows without looking that it’s Killian. She tries to push him away, she doesn’t want him to see her like this, but he huffs and stays put. They both stand there while she throws up for what seems like hours and when she’s done, she swears she’s never going to eat sauerkraut again.

She spits into the trash can, trying to get the taste out of her mouth when he hands her a napkin.

“Thank you,” she mumbles as she takes it to wipe her mouth.

When he doesn’t answer, she crumbles the napkin and throws it in the trash. Her eyes flicker back up to him and she can see they are still filled with anger and hurt, making her want to cry.

Their eyes once again stay locked on each other before David takes a step toward them, “Let’s all go upstairs before Granny kills us all for interrupting her business.”

The old woman walks out from behind the counter and calls out over her shoulder, “I’ll send up some ginger tea. I hear it’s supposed to help.”

She wants to roll her eyes and say she’ll be fine, but Killian puts his arm around her waist and ushers her toward the stairs in the back, so she keeps her mouth shut. They all walk in silence and when they reach their room, she immediately goes to the bathroom to brush her teeth. When she walks out, she sees Regina and her mother sitting at the table in the kitchen area while her father and Killian guard the door.

“I don’t get it,” her mother starts, “why would she need Emma’s baby?”

“The number of spells involving baby parts would surprise you,” Regina says with an eye roll.

Emma’s eyes go wide and she stares at her in horror as she sits down at the table while Killian growls.

“I’m only eight weeks!” she cries out. “The baby barely has any parts!”

Regina opens her mouth but stops, before she sits up in her seat, “Wait, you said she mentioned ‘getting what she came for’?” Both Emma and Snow nod. “I think she just gave us a clue as to what happened back in the Enchanted Forest.”

“What do you mean?” David asks.

“I’m talking about Leo,” Regina explains. “It’s not possible for us to be gone a year and half and for you two to have a one-year-old son, and since we know he’s yours, Zelena must have sped up the pregnancy. That’s what she was probably trying to do with Emma.”

With her eyes wide, Snow asks, “That’s possible?”

Regina tilts her head slightly, “Mostly anything is possible… it would explain why Leo is one and not six months like he should be.”

Emma sees both of her parent’s go stiff, with this new information, it seems Zelena went after her little brother first, but something happened…

“Wait,” she starts. “She said you guys took something from her. That means you guys beat her.”

“Too bad we can’t remember,” Regina mumbles.

They are all silent for a few moments before David finally asks, “What did she do before we found out who she was?”

“Nothing really,” Snow says with a shrug.

Killian looks at Emma with his eyebrow raised and she sighs, “It’s true. Mom and I were having lunch one day and she introduced herself as the midwife and offered to help with Leo. It wasn’t until later when we were at the loft when I had a little bit of morning sickness and she found out… She did seem rather excited about it, though.”

“Do you think she knew about you being pregnant before you got here?” Regina asks with her brow together.

“I don’t see how,” she explains. “I didn’t even know until the night before we came, and you two were the only ones I told.”

For the first time in a long while, Killian finally speaks, his voice still stiff, making her to flinch. “Whale?”

“No,” Snow says as she shakes her head. “I don’t think so. He’s a doctor and takes it very seriously.”

David snorts. “Until the Wicked Witch tortures him for information.”

“If Whale was tortured, we’d hear about it.” Regina explains.

Emma’s eyes flicker over to Killian, she can see the muscles on his jaw ticking while his fist is clenched at his side. Guilt washes over her again because they have been in Storybrooke for three weeks, Regina and her mother have known about her being pregnant the entire time, while he’s just found out. It must be killing him to hear the three of them talking so casually about it while he hasn’t even had time to process the information yet.

There’s a knock at the door and Killian instantly jumps forward to stand in front of her. Regina rolls her eyes at his reaction while Snow just smiles.

David opens the door to reveal one of the waitresses holding a steaming mug. He thanks her before he takes the mug and shuts the door, before he places it on the table and gives her a small smile. Her hands wrap around the mug, and the warm rushes through her body.

Killian snorts. “Perfect, so I was the last to find out.”

Emma winces as she takes a sip of her tea, he’s still angry about her keeping it from him and she knows she deserves every little snide comment and spark of attitude thrown at her, but it’s slowly breaking her heart more and more.

“Are we still going on about this?” Regina asks in disbelief. “She didn’t tell you, you’re upset. But you know now. Get over it.”

He lets out a sarcastic laugh. “Forgive me if I’m still trying to process all of this, Your Majesty. I’ve only just learned about it not twenty minutes ago, by that bloody Witch!”

“Okay,” David starts as he takes a step forward with his hand up, trying to stop their argument.

Emma places her hand on her forehead and closes her eyes, she knows this is all her fault, if she would have just gotten over her fear of being left alone and pregnant again, this would have never happened. Now there’s no way she can expect forgiveness from him.

“Well, excuse me, guy liner,” Regina hisses through clenched teeth. “We don’t have time to let you ‘process’. In case you haven’t noticed, we have a bit of a problem on our hands.”

He takes a step forward. “I’m aware of the problem! I’m bloody well here, aren’t I?”

Regina snorts. “Please, you’re only here for Emma.”

“I’m here because it’s where we belong!” He growls. “If you truly think so little of me, do you believe I would have brought Emma and my son bac—”

Regina shoots up from her seat and glares daggers at him as she shouts, “He is not your son!”

Emma slams her hand onto the table and yells, “Both of you stop!” Neither say anything but they continue to glare at each other. “Regina, I told you, Killian is Henry’s stepfather. I know you don’t like it, but you can’t expect someone to change how they feel. Killian, the person you’re really mad at is me, don’t yell at Regina because you can’t yell at me.”

His jaw ticks and his eyes move down before he turns to look at her. He stares blankly at her for a few seconds before he takes a step back and rubs his hand over his chin. She watches her father mumble something to him, but it’s too soft for her to hear, before Killian nods and crosses his arms over his chest.

They all jump when there is a crash and the sound of breaking glass rings out. When they look up, they see a flying monkey standing on the broken window while it shrieks loudly. Before she can move herself, Killian is pulling her out of the chair and forcing her behind him while David does the same with her mother. The monkey shrieks again and moves to fly toward them, but Regina throws a fireball at it and it crumbles into ash before it’s feet even leave the window sill, a piece of paper floating to the ground in its wake.

She tries to take a step forward, but Killian stops her and a noise of frustration escapes her throat. She wants to yell at him to get the hell out of her way, who did he think he was holding her back? But then his head snaps back to glare at her, it’s then she realizes his right hand is placed over her stomach with his fingers spread out, while his hook is in front of him ready to strike.

He isn’t holding her back, he’s trying to protect her and their unborn child.

Regina walks up to the pile of ash while her parents take a step forward. Emma knows better than to try to move again, his body is still stiff and his hand is still pressed against her stomach. It’s not until she covers his hand with her own that he finally relaxes, but only just barely.

“What does it say?” David asks as Regina stands up with the piece of paper.

Regina’s eyes move over the paper before her jaw locks. “She wants to meet me to meet her on Main Street at sundown.”

“You?” Snow gasps. “I thought she wanted Emma?”

She tries to take another step forward, and this time, he lets her, but he doesn’t move from in front of her as his hand drops from her stomach and he laces his fingers with her own.

“She says she has some things to tell me about my past,” Regina explains before she flips the piece of paper over to check the back. “That’s it.”

Snow shakes her head. “It’s a trap. Regina, I don’t think you should go.”

“Snow’s right,” David agrees. “She could be lying just to get you to meet her.”

Rolling her eyes, the Mayor huffs, “You don’t think I know that? But she’s listing some very specific details in this letter. Things only my family would know.”

David steps up and takes the letter so that the four of them can look it over.

“It says here she’s going to start killing people if you don’t,” Killian reads.

Regina puts her hands on her hips and nods with a sarcastic smile. “I know.”

“I guess that means you have to,” David says softly. “We can’t take the chance she’s bluffing.”

Panic washing over her as all the horrible things can happen when they meet up, she rushes out, “We need to get Henry out of here.” Both Killian and Regina look at her and she motions to the paper. “I don’t want him anywhere around for when this showdown takes place. Plus, he doesn’t have his memories, how would we explain two witches brawling in the middle of Main Street?”

“I’ll go to the park and tell Robin to bring him back. Then I’m going to my vault.” Regina moves to walk toward the door but Killian steps up.

“Ugh, fancy fixing our window, lass? I don’t need the Widow Lucas coming up here causing riot.”

Pressing her lips together, she waves her hand, instantly, the window is fixed and the glass along with the pile of ash is gone.

“Why do you need to go to your vault?” David asks with his brows together.

She stops with her hand on the door and looks back over her shoulder. “Look through my mother’s things. Maybe there’s a clue in there that will let me know what this Wicked Witch has to tell me.”

Emma turns back to her parents after she leaves. “You guys should think about getting Leo out, too. It’s not safe and I know both of you will want to be there.”

Snow nods before the worry is evident on her face. “Where are we going to send them?”

They all stand there in silence for a few moments before Killian offers, “Could take them out on the water. It’ll get them out of the town in case something happens, but keep them close enough to know if it’s safe to return.”

She turns to him, “Can we use the Jolly? Maybe tell Henry it’s a… tour boat of some kind?”

With a roll of his eyes, he groans, “Ship.”

“Ship, okay. Can we use it?”

David and Killian exchange a look and she tilts her head. When she looks over at her mother, the woman shakes her head letting her know she has no idea what it’s about either before Killian turns back to her.

“I’m sure we can come up with something.”

She stares at him but he keeps his face blank, there’s something he’s not telling her, she just knows it. He arches an eyebrow up at her, almost daring her to question him, and she stays silent, she can’t exactly call him out on keeping something from her when he’s just found out she’s been keeping something from him.

“Okay, but who’s going to take them out?” Snow asks.

Motioning to him, Emma starts, “Well, Killian can—”

“Like bloody hell I am!” He growls, causing her to sigh. “That Wicked Witch is after you and our unborn child. Do you really expect me to—”

Cutting him off, she cries out, “Protect our other child? Yes!”

His face goes soft and he takes a step back. She can tell he’s having an internal debate, he wants to stay and protect her, but he also wants to make sure Henry is safe.

Taking a step closer to him, she continues, “Tell me who else I should trust to keep our son and my brother safe? Tell me who you would trust to do that?”

He lets out a sigh and runs his hand over his face as her father takes a step up and puts his hand on the Pirate’s shoulder.

“Trust me when I say I’m not going to let anything happen to her, just like I’m trusting you not to let anything happen to my grandchild and son.”

Killian searches his face for a couple seconds before he finally nods. “Aye. I’ll take Henry and the little Prince.”

Emma wraps her arms around his shoulders, squeezes her eyes shut, before she whispers, “Thank you.”


Leo yanks at the ends of her hair with a shriek and Emma laughs. Belle dropped him off after her parents called her, then the three of them went to go see if they could find anything that might help Regina.

“Mom!” Henry calls out as he runs out of the diner with Killian behind him.

They haven’t gotten a free moment together since he found out about the pregnancy and it’s weighing on her, because she knows the more time passes, the angrier he’ll get and she doesn’t want to wake up one morning to him not being there.

But she also can’t be selfish, Zelena has threatened the whole town and they need to worry about Henry’s safety.

“Killian’s going to take me out on a boat again!”

She smiles and reaches over to brush her hand through his hair. “I think you mean ship, kid.”

Henry’s brows go together and he looks over at his stepfather, “I thought you said it was a boat?”

She looks up at Killian in confusion and he chuckles as puts his arm around Henry’s shoulder. “Aye, it is.”

Her eyes squint at him but he keeps his face blank, like he does every time the Jolly is brought up. Leo lets out another shriek and starts to squirm in her arms. She looks down to see Henry tickling the baby’s belly with a laugh.

“What’s LL doing here?”

“LL?” she asks in confusion.

“Yeah,” he says with a smile. “Little Leo.”

Both adults laugh before she tells him, “He’s actually going to go out with you guys. Mary Margaret and David asked for a little time off and I have to work on my case, so Killian offered to take him. Is that alright?”

Henry’s face lights up for a quick second before he looks up at her with a frown. “Does this have anything to do with the person who killed my dad?”

She sucks in a breath and feels her heart start to race, she doesn’t want to lie to him, but she can’t tell him the truth.

Thankfully, Killian steps forward and takes the lead, “Lad, why don’t you do me a favor and take the babe’s bag and car seat to your mother’s car for me. We’ll talk more out on the waves, aye?”

Henry’s shoulders sag but he nods. Emma gives him a kiss on the cheek before he grabs the items and runs off. Leo starts to squirm again and she giggles when she sees him reaching for Killian. A small smile appears on his face, the first she’s seen since Zelena showed up, before he steps forward and takes her brother from her arms.

Leo lets out an excited cry and slaps his hand against Killian’s face. They both laugh before the baby tries to reach for his left arm. He lifts it up and when the baby sees his prosthetic instead of his hook, his little face scrunches up in confusion before he looks back at Killian with a noise.

Snorting, he says in amusement, “Never thought I’d find someone who missed my hook.”

She smiles and hands Leo his teething ring to distract him. “Oh, I don’t know. I kind of miss it when it’s not on.”

His eyes snap to hers and she feels her cheeks blush.

She bites her lip and whispers with a shrug, “I’m a fan of every part of you.”

His eyes search hers and she gives him a small nod.

“Aye,” he starts softly. “Just not a fan enough to tell me that you’re with child.”

She winces, he’s still angry and hurt and she deserves everything he wants to throw at her.

“It wasn’t—”

“Wasn’t what, Swan?” he demands. “Wasn’t you keeping me in the dark? Or was it that you believed I didn’t deserve to know?”

Tears prick her eyes and when he finally looks up at her, she sucks in a breath.

“I was going to tell you, I just—”

Taking a step back, he adjusts her brother in his arms and reaches up to wipe his lips, “You know, I understand you telling your mother, Regina, not so much, but your mother, I understand that. But Bae? How could you ever think it was okay to tell him before you told me?”

Her chin quivers and she tries to keep her hands from shaking. “I didn’t want him to find out from anyone else.”

The choked noise that passes his lips makes her realize how stupid her excuse is. Again, she was selfish.

“You didn’t want him to find out from anyone else,” he stares at her as she starts to pant. “But it was alright that I found out from the Wicked Witch?”

Stepping forward she places her hands on his chest as Leo lays his head down on Killian’s shoulder, “No, I never wanted that. Please you have to believe me.”

His eyes search hers once again before he sucks in a breath and murmurs, “I don’t know what to believe anymore. I’ve given you your space. I’ve given you everything that you’ve bloody asked for, but it’s not enough. How could you do this to me?”

Her head drops as she tries to figure out what to say to him. He’s right, of course. This whole time he’s been following her lead, allowing her to walk away when the memory of their happiness was too much, and holding her close when all she wanted was to feel him against her.

He always gives her anything she asks for, and how does she pay him in return? By being selfish.

“Hey,” Henry calls out as he walks up, making her take a step back. “Are we ready?”

Killian closes his eyes in frustration and cracks his neck. “Aye. Take Leo to the car for me, lad, I’ll be right there.”

Their son looks back and forth between them before he nods and takes the baby from Killian. They hear Leo giggle as Henry walks him back to the car, telling the little baby all about what they are going to do once they get out on the boat.

Fear stabs her heart that this might be the last time she ever sees him, but then she remembers he’s leaving with their son and her little brother, and though he might hate her at the moment, he would never take Henry away from her.

“The real tragedy in all of this,” he starts low, his voice hard and full of anguish. “is that in the back of your mind, you still think I’m going to leave.”

Her body goes stiff and her eyes move to the ground.

From the corner of her eye, she sees him shake his head as he clears his throat. “I have to take our son and your brother sailing now.” Her head snaps up. “Call as soon as it’s safe to come back.”

She opens her mouth to say… something, but stops short because he’s right and there is nothing she can say to change that.

Voice low, he tells her, “We’ll talk when I get back.”

Tears prick her eyes and she looks back up at him. “We keep saying that.”

“There’s a difference now,” his eyes move to hers. “I’m not letting you walk away this time.”


Emma taps her fingers on the table in her room as her knee bounces. The fight with Zelena was intense now all she wants is Killian and Henry back so she can make sure they are okay. Her mother had called her to let her know he dropped Leo off, so they should be there any minute, but it’s still taking too long. She’s just about to call his cell phone when she hears him outside of the door. She shoots up out of her chair and yanks the door open to find Killian standing there with a sleeping Henry in his arms and his hand out to grab the handle.

“Swan?”

Completing forgetting about the anger he still held toward her, she wraps her arms around his shoulders, and mumbles into his neck, “You guys are okay.”

“Aye, love. I spoke with you on the phone, remember?”

She pulls back and gives him a nod before she leans up and kisses Henry’s cheek. “I know, but it’s better when I see you.”

She moves out of the way so he can carry their son into the room. He lays him down softly on the couch bed before he rushes back over to her. His hand hovers her stomach and his eyes look her over.

“How are you? Are you alright?”

Her brow pinches together because she doesn’t see any hint of the anger he had before he left, his face is filled with concern and she bites her lip. She doesn’t want to tell him about how Gold knocked her down, but from past experience, she knows if she tries to keep something from him, someone will just end up telling him.

“Um,” she starts and his body instantly goes stiff. “No, it’s fine,” she says quickly. “Gold just knocked me down.”

His eyes widen before he starts to search her again, frantically.

She puts her hands on his arms to stop him. “I’m okay, everything's okay. It was just a push.”

He puffs out a breath of air before he pulls her into his arms. Her face scrunches in confusion but she breathes him in, trying to cement his scent to memory. It feels good to be in his arms and for those brief seconds, she lets herself believe that he’s not angry, that he loves her and everything is going to be okay.

They stand there for a couple moments just holding each other until they hear Henry snore from behind them before they go to finish putting him to bed.

“How was Leo?” she asks in a whisper.

Killian lays Henry back down after they put his pajama top on and sends her a smirk.

“I’m going to make a pirate out of the little Prince.”

She has to cover her mouth so her giggle won’t wake up Henry before they walk into the bedroom. She sits down on the bed and Killian hands her his phone before he starts to move to undress. A small smile appears on her face when she sees the background image, it's a picture of the three of them Henry took two days ago when they went to the park, before she goes to his photos. Her cheeks start to hurt from all her smiling as she looks over the pictures of Henry and her little brother.

“Did Henry have a good time?”

Killian removes his jacket before he takes his waist coat off. “There’s more of Bae in Henry then you realize, love.”

Looking up at him with sad smile, she mumbles, “I know, he deserves to know who his father is.”

“Aye.” She sighs and puts his phone down on the bed. “How did the Queen fare against the witch?”

“She survived, and, oh fun little fact. Zelena is Regina’s sister.”

He stops untying his boots and looks up at her in shock. “She’s what?”

“Apparently Cora had a lot of secrets,” she says with a nod.

He blinks and shakes his head. “So it would seem.”

When he sits down on the edge of the bed to take his boots off, she moves over to sit next to him.

“She tried to take Regina’s heart, but she didn’t bring it with her.”

He snorts. “She learned that from her mother, I wager.”

“Belle is going to do some research. Regina seems to think since she took David’s courage and wants her heart that…”

“They are ingredients.” She raises her eyebrow and he chuckles. “You don’t spend centuries trying to defeat the Crocodile without picking up on a few things, love.” Her stomach growls loudly and he looks over at her. “Have you eaten?”

She can feel her cheeks burn. “Well, with everything that’s happened…”

He huffs before walking over to the phone on the end table. Shooting up from the bed when he picks up the phone, she starts waving her hands at him.

“It’s too late,” she hisses. “It’s not a big deal.”

He gives her a glare before he speaks into the phone. “Ruby… it’s just as we discussed… let me ask.” He moves the phone away from his mouth and looks at her. “What do you want, love?”

She crosses her arms over her chest. “What are you doing? What do you mean it’s as you discussed? The diner is closed, Killian! It’s fine!”

He pulls the phone away from his ear and presses the mouth piece on his chest. “Swan, you don’t tell me what you want, Ruby is just going to cook everything on the menu.”

She presses her lips together and keeps her mouth shut. She refuses to put anyone out just because she didn’t make it back to the diner in time to grab dinner. He raises his eyebrows and she gives him a pointed look before he nods and puts the phone back to his ear.

“Aye, everything then…”

Stepping forward, she slaps his arm. “Will you stop it!”

“Then you better choose, or else the wolf’s going to be cooking for a long time.”

“Fine,” she huffs. “A cheeseburger.”

He smirks before he brings the phone back to his ear. “A cheeseburger, please…” he looks back at her and moves the mouthpiece down. “Anything on it?”

She squirms and rubs her hands together. “Relish and ketchup.” He nods and moves to speak into the phone when she takes a step forward. “And mayo.”

His eyebrows lift. “Anything else?”

“Onion rings and a strawberry milkshake.”

Chuckling, he moves the phone back to his mouth. “Did you get all that… aye… Henry’s asleep so… smashing… cheers, lass.” He hangs up the phone and turns back to her with a smart ass grin. “Was that so hard?”

“What did you two discuss?”

He ducks his head and shrugs. “The wolf girl and I came to an accord. Since we both know how distracted you tend to get, she’s willing to cook you anything you want, at any time, you need just ask.”

Her hands clench into fists. “I’m pregnant, Killian, not an invalid.”

“Aye, and because you are with child, you need to eat properly. I don’t know much, but I know that’s one of the most important things.”

She lets out a huff and plops down onto the bed. It is nice to know that he’s looking out for her, it makes her feel all warm inside, but she doesn’t like people going out of their way for her, it makes her uncomfortable.

They stay silent as he walks over to their door and closes it. As soon as she hears the click, her heart starts to race. The moment she’s been dreading since she found out she was pregnant is here and there’s nothing she can do. Her instincts tell her to run, to avoid it at all costs, but when he looks back at her with his eyebrow raised, she knows that what he told her before about not letting her walk away was true.

“Are you going to yell at me now?”

He leans back against the dresser and crosses his arms. “You think I want to yell at you?”

She shrugs and looks down at her lap, “Seems like you did, earlier.”

“I’d just learned we’re about to have a child by the Wicked Witch, give me a little bit of a break, Swan,” he huffs as he takes off his prosthetic.

“I know you’re angry. I didn’t plan this, if that’s what you’re thinking. I was just as shocked as you when I found out.”

He chuckles and clicks his hook into place. “I doubt it.”

She sighs and bends her left leg up on the bed when she turns to him.

“I was going to tell you so many times…” she shakes her head.

“Why didn’t you?”

“I don’t know,” he raises his eyebrow and she sighs. “Fear… doubt… trying to deal with what’s going on here…”

“So you thought it best to put unwarranted stress upon yourself? I may not know much, but I know that stress is never good for a woman with child.”

“No matter what you think… I was going to tell you.”

He shrugs and looks to the ground, “Whenever you got around to it, I wager.”

“Killian...” she breathes out.

“Is it because I’m a pirate?”

She lets out a watery chuckle and shakes her head, “No. I don’t care that you’re a pirate, despite what I’ve said in the past.”

“Do you feel that I may be unfit to be a father, because I-I understand that but I--”

She shoots up from the bed and gasps out, “No, of course not!”

“Then why?”

“I was going to tell you early… it’s why I asked for us to talk.”

He shakes his head. “It doesn’t change the fact that it’s been weeks and I’m just learning.”

Her arms wrap around herself and she almost swears she sees his body twitch, but he doesn’t move.

“I know, I should have told you sooner--”

“Sooner?” he chokes out. “You should have told me that night in New York!”

Flinching she runs her hands through her hair. “I didn’t… I wasn’t…”

“Are you sure that’s when you found out?”

Her eyes snap up to him. “W-what?”

She watches as he sucks in a breath. “Please, tell me that you didn’t keep this from me when we were hap--” he stops and shakes his head. “Is that truly when you learned?”

She bites her lip to keep it from shivering. Because of what she did, he’s questioning everything she’s told him.

“I swear I found out after you and David left for the airport. When I was sick, being pregnant didn’t even cross my mind.”

His eyes search hers before he gives a tight nod and he looks down at the ground. There are a million things she wants to say but all she can do is stay silent and wait. Wait for the words that she knows are coming… she’s hurt him too much, he doesn’t love her anymore and he’s going to leave.

“How could you do this to me?” he repeats and it’s like a sword through her heart.

Licking her lips, she murmurs, “You were right, I thought you would leave once you found out.”

His face turns to frustration and he groans, “What the bloody hell is it going to take for you to…”

“I know, we’ve been through this, okay? But you need to realize that I was pregnant before and was left alone.” She chokes out a sob and slaps her hand on her thigh. “I know you love me, Killian. On the long list of things that I regret, doubting your feelings for me after we got our memories back is up there, but I guess when I got my memories back, they brought back some of my walls, too. And it’s not fair, you spent a lot of time in New York breaking them down, but you didn’t sign on for this. We never talked about kids… we have Henry, but more…” she shakes her head. “I know I have issues. Being pregnant doesn’t exactly help with my hormones either, and it doesn’t matter how many times Regina or my mother told me it’s ridiculous, I still had this voice in the back of my head that told me you were going to leave once you found out.”

He stares at her in disbelief. A tear runs down her cheek and she wipes it away. She feels so raw and so open and part of her wants to run, but she keeps herself seated on the bed.

He wipes his chin and when her eyes finally connect with his, she can see tears sparkling in them. “You don’t trust me.”

“Excuse me?” she hisses as she takes a step toward him.

His words aren’t even a question, it’s like he already knows, or he thinks he already knows the answer and it pisses her off.

“Your feelings have changed...”

“That’s what you think this is about? That I don’t love you anymore?”

He shakes his head and gives a shrug. “Is that not what this is about?”

“Of course I still love you!” she cries, making his mouth drop open and his eyes widen slightly.  “I love you so much, it hurts,” she chokes out, tears once again running down her face. “I miss you, every day, and you’re right in front of me. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. I’m sorry that I let my past fears cloud my judgement. I do trust you. I trust you more than anyone I know. But everyone I have ever been with is dead. Graham… now Neal…”

“Is that why you’ve been pulling away from me?”

She reaches up to wipe her nose. “I can’t lose you, too.”

His eyes search her face and she shrugs. Everything is out in the open now, she has no more secrets left to keep.

“Well, love,” she looks up as he pushes away from the dresser. “You don’t have to worry about me, because if there’s one thing I’m good at, it’s surviving.”

Her lips twitch at his words, but she stays silent. It’s such a cocky, Killian thing to say and she wants to argue with him, but can’t because they’ve made her feel better. Before she can say anything, he moves in, wraps his arm around her waist, and presses his lips down on her own.

Whimpering, she reaches up to cup his face, her thumb brushing over the scar on his cheek as he tightens his hold on her. When they pull apart, he rests his forehead against her own.

“We’re going to have a baby,” he whispers in awe.

She opens her eyes and is surprised to see a dazzling grin on his face. She stares at him in shock and her body goes tense. The anger when he first found out is gone, it’s replaced with pure happiness. Why is he happy? He was so angry before. That’s what she’s expected…

His brow goes together and he pulls back to look at her fully. “What is it?”

“Why are you so calm about this? Do you realize what is happening right now?”

“We’re going to have a baby,” he repeats.

His hand and hook go to her arms but she backs away. Her body starts trembling and her hands ring together in front of her.

“Emma...” he starts, his voice low. “What’s wrong?”

“I… well… I guess I’m just… worried.”

He lets out a dry chuckle. “About what, love?”

Taking a step back, she starts to fidget with the ring on her finger. “Are you sure you want this, Killian?”

His mouth pops open and he looks at her in disbelief. “You don’t believe me?’

“Is this going to be enough for you?” She looks back up at him and motions around. “Am I going to be enough? You’ve always said how the Jolly is your home, what if one day you wake up and decide you want to be on the ocean again or if you regret all of this and end up hating me? I couldn’t live with myself if that happened.”

You’re my home. You, Henry, and our unborn child.”

Tears prick her eyes and she wants to believe him, but she can’t stop the voices in her head.

“But you spent hundreds of years with your ship, it was the only thing…”

“The Jolly isn’t here, Emma.”

Her eyes snap up to him and her brow goes together in confusion. “Yes, it is. Mom told me it came over with the new curse…”

His jaw clenches as he shakes his head. “She was mistaken--”

“You’re lying.” Staying silent, he just stares at her, his face completely blank. “Does this have anything to do with how you really got your memories back?”

His thumb loops through his belt and he chews on his bottom lip. They are both quiet for a couple seconds before he finally sighs. “Your father gave me a memory potion.”

“But I thought he said they only had one.”

“Aye, they did. David came to the pub that afternoon. He couldn’t face seeing his daughter look at him like he was a stranger.”

“What happened then?”

“He gave me some photos the lad took before we left. He was held up at Bae’s old flat, so I went there to confront him about them. We talked and he gave me the potion. After that, all we needed was a potion for you.”

“That’s not easy to come by in a world without magic.”

He presses his lips together and looks down at his feet. “It is if you have a friend that can travel through realms and something of value to trade.”

She snorts. “Yeah, what was that?”

He sighs and looks up at her with a fake smile. “Why the Jolly Roger, of course.”

Her mind goes blank and she stares at him in shock as she tries to process what he’s just told her. The dreaded Captain Hook, feared by all who sailed the open seas, the man who spent hundreds of years fueled by only vengeance aboard his beloved ship, traded it all so she could come back to save her family.

“You traded your ship for me?” she asks in a whisper.

This whole time, one her main reasons for not telling him about the baby, was because she was terrified he’d chose the Jolly over her and he, once again, gave it up for her.

Swallowing, he gives a nod and says softly, “Aye.”

She’s moving before she even realizes it and puts her lips on his. They kiss softer than she can ever remember and she knows in that instant, all the insecurities she’s ever had about him, fly out the window.

Because of all the people in her life, Killian Jones is the only one that has never and will never leave her.