Emma and Killian decided to wait until they told everyone else, and Mary Margaret and David were more than happy to keep their secret for a little while longer. Emma didn't fail to notice the proud looks David kept beaming her boyfriend over dinner at Granny's. Henry was at Regina's for the night, two wanting to do some more work on the author, and Emma, who normally helped them, only wanted to be with Killian in that moment. His arm rested behind her on the booth bench, whilst David mirrored his actions with Mary Margaret, baby Neal in his pram beside the table, sound asleep.
"So how long do you think you'll wait?" Mary Margaret whispered.
"Until I start to show." Emma replied. "That way I have more time to try and figure out a way to tell Henry."
"I'm sure he will be happy about it…" David began.
"He might not be." Emma cut him off. "I don't know how he will react."
Mary Margaret reached across the table and held Emma's hand gently.
"Everything will be okay."
Emma managed a weak smile when she felt Killian's hand on her shoulder in a comforting manner.
After dinner, they headed their separate ways. Mary Margaret and David headed back towards their apartment, with a still sleeping Neal, whilst Emma and Killian headed down to the beach for a walk.
"Should we really be doing this?" Killian asked, his eyes glancing around as though one of the Queens of Darkness would jump out on them.
"We can't live in fear." Emma answered, as she wrapped her arm around his waist. "Plus, I always liked the beach."
Killian glanced at her from the corner of his eyes. "Hmm and why would that be?"
"When I was a little girl, I wanted nothing more than to find a family. When it finally hit me that no one wanted me…" Killian stiffened at this. "I started wishing for a pirate to take me away and let me lead a life of adventure.
Killian smiled at the last part. "You would have made a good pirate, Swan."
They continued heading down Main Street, towards the small path which led onto the beach. It was still fairly light outside, and a gentle breeze blew over them.
"What you would name the baby if he was a boy?" Emma asked, as they finally made it onto the sound, removing their shoes and socks, leaving them behind, as they continued to walk.
"Liam." Killian answered without any hesitation. "After my brother. He passed before his time. I would have given anything to save his life."
Emma squeezed his waist in a comforting manner, her head coming to rest on his shoulder. Killian sighed.
"What about you?"
"I like Liam." Emma answered. "It's a lovely name, and it has personal value."
Kilian smiled. "So Liam David Jones..."
Emma stopped and looked up at him. "Really?"
"Aye. My brother's name and your father's name." Killian smiled. "And I assumed he or she would be taking my last name."
Emma laughed. "Of course. And what about a girl?"
"Hmm, Emma II."
Emma rolled her eyes. "Lily."
"Personal meaning as well?"
"I once had a friend. I thought we would be friends forever and then it turned out she had been lying to me the entire time. Anyway, she gave me a number to call her when everything had blown over. But I didn't. And I regret that. She was a good friend, apart from the lying."
Killian smiled softly. "Lily Eva Jones."
"Eva? Have you been reading up on my family history?"
"Everyone knows about Queen Eva. She was one of the most beautiful Queen's to have lived. Come on, we should get back, it's getting cold."
Emma nodded, and they headed back up the beach, put their shoes and socks back on, before heading back to Granny's.
"I've been thinking, Emma, I think we should get our own place. You know for you, me, Henry, when he's not at Regina's of course, and the little one on the way."
Emma looked up at him. "What you made you think this?"
"Your parents loft is bit cramped and I can't keep renting a room at Granny's forever. With some of my gold left over and your wage at the station, I'm sure we can get a house between us. Of course if you don't want to, that's fine, I just…"
"Your rambling Killian." Emma chuckled. "I think it would be a good idea. Maybe something on the beach. Storybrooke's real estate, well, it's more like find something and have it now the curse is broken."
"So it's free?"
"No. It just means real estate isn't exactly a booming business here. Most people already have homes, still living in their cursed residency."
"How about tomorrow then?" Killian asked, as they finally reached his room at Granny's.
"It's a date."
Once inside the small one-bedroom inn room, Emma headed into the joining bathroom and used her magic to fill the bath tub with hot water, before stripping off and climbing in. She heard Killian routing around in the room, and she heard a heavy bang on the floor and the clashing of coins. She had a small smile on her face as she heard him empty not one, but ten bags onto the bed, before counting them all.
"You're going to be there all night." Emma shouted, trying not to chuckle when he lost count.
"Dammit Swan! Trying to concentrate here…" He entered the bathroom, a handful of gold in his hand smirked when he saw Emma laying there. "Well…" He threw the coins backwards. "I've lost my concentration now."
He too stripped off and joined Emma in the tub, Emma resting against his chest, his hand splayed over stomach in a protective manner.
The next morning, Emma took Killian down to the local bank and got his gold weighed in. Apparently ten bags full of gold, amounted to such a high number, that they instantly became richer than anyone in town, excluding Gold.
"I will never understand money in this realm." Killian muttered, as he fingered a one dollar note. "Why is so soft and easy to tear?"
Emma rolled her eyes. "Gold in this realm is a precious metal and tends to be expensive. Your gold will most likely be stored in a vault or given to the Storybrooke museum."
Killian sighed. "Alright."
Emma smiled as they entered Granny's diner, Emma carrying a small brochure in her hands of houses for sale. Killian's hand was on the small of her back as they stood in line, wanting to order their morning drinks. Emma was scanning over a small farmhouse with a curious look, as Killian ordered two hot chocolates with cinnamon.
"So that's the first one on the list?" Killian asked.
"Yeah. I know we want something by the water, but this looks nice. I thought we could just look at it."
"I'm happy to look at whatever you want. And what about Henry?"
"He texted me he'll meet us at the second house. The one on Regina's street."
Ruby smiled at them behind the counter. "So you two finally getting a place together. I knew it wouldn't be long. Granny's been complaining of the noise coming from…"
"I think we should go." Emma interrupted, dragging Killian behind her.
"Is she always like that?" Killian asked.
Killian gave a slight chuckle as they made their way to her small yellow bug.
"I think I might get a new car once the baby arrives." She said, as she got into the driver's seat, Killian in the passenger.
"I'll keep this one, just something a bit more modern and bigger." Emma replied, starting the engine. "And something automatic so that I can teach you to drive?"
"Auto…what? And me drive?"
"Auto is easy. It does everything for you."
Killian spent the car ride to the small farmhouse trying to convince Emma not to let him drive. She wouldn't hear it. And in the end he had to accept that he would be driving sometime in the near future.
The farmhouse was pretty plain. Killian held Emma's hand in his as they made their way towards the small house. The land was vast and green, and Emma could picture a small swing-set, but the house itself was old and looking worn out. Emma could sense Killian was thinking the same thing, but he wasn't saying anything.
"Do you want to go inside?" Emma asked.
"Not really." Killian answered, "But we can always have a look around."
Emma shook her head. "It's too old. It looks like it could fall apart any moment. Here…" She handed him her phone. "Text Henry and tell him we're on our way to the mansion."
The mansion was definitely a step up from the farmhouse. Killian seemed to like it because it was grand, and he stated that pirates tended to like grand things. Henry was already inside, chatting happily away to the real estate agent, who Emma learned was called Pippy.
"Do you like this one, Emma?" Killian asked, as they walked up the staircase.
"I love it mom." Henry called from the top. "Anyway, what suddenly made you want to buy a house together so quickly."
"Enjoying the quiet moments." Killian quickly called back.
"Good." Henry's voice came again.
"He's a smart kid, Emma. He'll catch on soon enough."
Emma rolled her eyes. "Come on."
In the end, Henry and Killian liked the mansion, but Emma didn't. She said it was too big, and wasn't child friendly. After Emma explaining the staircase and the fact that they backyard there was no grass, Killian agreed. Henry was a little moody because he didn't understand the true reasoning behind Emma's words, but he still went with them to the next and last house.
The very last house was a single story cottage by the sea front, with a green garden at the front and back and a private path leading down to the beach. Henry's eyes widened when he entered the house and discovered that it was huge.
"I think this is the one mom." He shouted.
Emma agreed. All she had to do was enter it and the sense of home hit her. Killian froze beside her, and Emma thought he didn't like it.
"Killian, there are…" She knew she sounded slightly disappointed.
"No. It's perfect." He answered. "Two gardens, all one level. Big. Four bedrooms… Master suite you call it."
Emma smiled. "You really like it?"
Henry came back into the room. "I'll say take it. You won't get better than this."
Emma and Killian signed the papers an hour later.
Henry became suspicious that something was up between Emma and Killian, because they were very discrete on why they wanted something suitable. It wasn't until they were almost at Regina's that he finally decided to question them.
"What aren't you telling me?" Henry asked, startling Emma.
"Nothing kid." Emma replied.
"I'm not stupid. I know something is up. You can tell me anything mom. I won't get angry." Henry said. "Are you getting married?"
Emma blushed and Killian chuckled.
"Not at this moment, lad."
Emma felt her heart flutter at those words. Killian had just made it clear he was considering marriage in the future.
Emma sighed and pulled over by a park bench.
"Alright, come on."
She got out of the car and Killian and Henry followed suit. Henry glanced between the two as they sat down, Henry beside Emma.
"Henry, I really don't want you to get upset." Emma said.
Emma took a deep breath. "I'm pregnant, Henry. Killian and I are keeping the baby and we want you to know that I won't love you any less."
Henry looked shocked. "Mom…"
"And I don't want you to be upset, because I would give anything to go back in time and raise you myself…"
"Mom, I'm happy for you." Henry said, nudging Emma. "You get a second chance. That's a good thing. I wouldn't be angry about this."
Emma breathed a sigh of relief and looked at him. "You're a good kid, Henry."
"I know." Henry said, before turning to look at Killian. "And you better take care of my mom."
Killian smiled. "I promise lad."
"Good. So when are you telling everyone?"
"When I start to show." Emma said. "Which could be soon."
Henry grinned. "By the way, I dibs the biggest bedroom."
"No you don't." Emma chuckled as the three made their way back to the bug. "That's the master suite, but you can have the second biggest."
Emma and Killian moved in the next week with the help of Mary Margaret, David, Henry, Regina, and Belle. And by the end of the week, Emma was showing. It was the smallest of bumps. She examined herself in the mirror, standing in the nude, her hand running over the tiny bump. Killian laid in bed, watching her from afar, a smile on his face, before getting up, and pulling her into his arms, kissing her gently, before making love to her as the sun rose.
Later that afternoon at Granny's, Emma didn't even bother covering up the small bump. People stared in good ways and some in bad. Granny was relieved that Emma's sickness wasn't to do with her food, and Ruby was questioning the baby shower. Belle meanwhile, simply gave Killian a hug.
"I'm glad you are getting you're happy ending Ho…Killian. We may not have gotten off to the best of starts, but you've changed and you deserve this."
"Thank you, Belle, and somewhere out there, your happy ending is too." Killian replied, before turning back to Emma who was laughing at something Leroy said.
"You know, Killian." Mary Margaret said, standing beside him. "Those dwarves will give you a hell of a time. You should have seen them with Charming at first. They couldn't stand him."
Killian chuckled, as he watched as Doc rested his palm flat against the bump.
"Also, if you are interested, I can tell you whether it's a boy or girl." Mary Margaret said, pulling Killian to a bench.
Killian watched curiously as she pulled out a small compass sort of object.
"If it swings North to South it's a boy. If it swings East to West, it's a girl." Mary Margaret explained.
Killian took the amulet and watched as it swung to the east point.
"A little lass." He mumbled, looking back at Emma.
Mary Margaret smiled as she saw a couple of tears in Killian's eyes.
"She'll be very beautiful." Mary Margaret whispered.
"Aye. Just like her mother."
"Are you going to tell her?"
Killian looked at Mary Margaret. "Did you tell, David?"
"No. But that doesn't mean you don't have to. Plus, David was convinced we were having a boy."
Killian chuckled. "Of course."
Emma made her way over and Mary Margaret quickly pocketed the amulet, before watching Killian bend down and kiss Emma passionately.
"Whoa, easy there tiger. We've got company." Emma teased, looking between her mother and Killian. "What is it?"
Mary Margaret smiled. "Nothing. I'm just happy."
Regina made her way over and smiled at Emma. "I believe a congratulations are in order Emma."
Then Regina shocked everyone by hugging Emma.
"You will make a wonderful mother. I may have insulted your motherly ways in the past, but you and Killian can do this."
Killian nodded at the re-formed evil queen, before turning around, jumping slightly when he came face to face with all of the seven dwarfs.
"Right this way, Captain." Leroy smiled. "My brothers and I have decided we need to have a talk with you."
Emma, Regina and Mary Margaret laughed as Killian was escorted to a booth near the back of the diner, surrounded by the seven dwarfs.
"I feel sorry for him." David said as he stood beside his wife.
Emma smiled as Granny handed her a hot chocolate.
Killian was in the custody of the dwarves for nearly twenty-minutes. Emma was starting to get tired, and Killian could sense that, and even though the celebration was for them that night, he kindly excused themselves and they went home, leaving everyone behind.
"It was so obvious she was pregnant." Leroy said.
Emma took another hot bath when they got home. Killian didn't join her. Instead he sat on the swing chair on the back porch, watching the waves roll in. His fingers twiddled a ruby engagement ring, a ring that belonged to his mother. He knew it would be a big mistake to propose now. It was soon, but a baby.
"Don't be stupid, Killian Jones," He muttered to himself, putting the ring back in his pocket.
Emma finally got out the bath a few minutes later, and wrapped herself up in a soft dressing gown, before making her way outside and sitting beside Killian on the porch swing.
"He or she will like it here." Emma said, rocking the swing.
Killian pulled her legs on his lap and rocked the swing instead.
"I'm sure he or she will."
Emma glanced at him curiously. "Do you know something?"
"Aye. Your mother gave me an amulet to tell the sex of the little one." Killian said, looking over the sea.
"You really want to know?"
"Of course. That way I can prepare properly." Emma chuckled.
Killian gave her a soft smile. "A lass."
Emma smiled and she couldn't help the tears which formed in her eyes. She may have been scared at first, and they might not have been thrilled, but in that moment, she wouldn't change their situation for the world. Especially when Killian's hand rested on top of the small bump on her stomach, and him leaning down to capture her lips in a tender kiss, before looking down at her stomach.
"Hello, Lily. My name is Killian, and I'm your dad."
So thank you for all the such amazing response. Like I said this will clearly NOT happen on the show. It's been for fun. Also this is the last chapter. I am not planning to write more. Thank you for all your such lovely reviews. I've enjoyed sharing this with you