It's only been a couple of years, since they returned from Neverland. Since then, so much has changed but slowly things started to fall into place. All this time ago, Killian had been right. Eventually, Emma did have to make a choice. Though it had never felt like there was something to choose. Yes, she had loved Neal but after all this time without her even noticing it, a certain pirate had fought his way through her walls, waking her up from the "curse" Neal had put her under. Once they had been back in Storybrooke and Emma had spent more and more time with Killian there came the time when she accepted, that she couldn't imagine a life without him anymore.

Back in the now, Emma walked towards Storybrooke a bright smile on her face. Lately, Emma had been noticed a few changes about her. Throwing up, feeling ill all the time, being extremely moody. After a visit at the hospital she got the diagnosis. Pregnant, 8th week. Emma couldn't exactly say that it was planned but once she had heard about herself being pregnant, she couldn't help but notice a strange feeling in her stomach, like butterflies flying around. She couldn't wait to tell Henry, her parents but especially Killian. A giggle escaped her mouth before she went back to her serious Sheriff attitude. Their home was only a few feet away.

Meanwhile in the loft, Killian walked up and down the room. Eyes swollen and red, hand running across his face, through his hair. He felt panic but at the same time anger rising inside him. What did that even mean? He wasn't supposed to have this. He wasn't supposed to get this. He was supposed to get a happy ending. With Emma, the woman he loved, the love of his life. He was supposed to have a family, to live eternally ever after but a happy ending didn't seem to be on the menu.

Killian, too had paid doctor Whale a visit lately unfortunately he didn't get a joyful diagnosis. Quite the opposite actually. -It must be because of this land- he thought. –I'm not supposed to live here, in a land without magic.-

"What is wrong with me, Whale?" Killian had asked him, worry on his face.

"I'm so sorry, Hook." The doctor had answered, eyes sunken down.

"You have cancer."

He had felt an aching pain in his chest. He had no idea what that illness meant, but it sure as hell wasn't good.

"How long?" Killian had asked, hands wrapped together, look on the floor.

"A year, at best."

Walking towards the bathroom, Killian opened the sink, throwing water against his face, he knew Emma would come home soon. Emma .. How on earth would he tell her? How on earth was he supposed to tell her, that he wouldn't even live to see Henry graduate, to build up a family with her, to marry her.

As the door opened, Killian felt another aching pain in his chest. Walking out of the bathroom, he saw her, bright smile on her lips.

"I have to tell you something." Clapping her hands together, she rose to the tips of her toes in excitement.

"Aye. I too have to tell you something." Killian didn't look at her.

"Me first." Emma said quickly, coming towards him. "I went to the hospital today .. Killian I- I'm pregnant."

His look shot up to look at her, eyes widening in shock? In joy? He didn't know. Suddenly he felt her arms hooking around his upper body, her head pressed against his chest. Pulling her close, the pirate kissed her onto her haid, tears streaming down his face.

"That's- That's wonderful, Emma. That's amazing." He pressed out.

Looking up to him, Emma had a warm smile on her face. "We're finally starting a family. Starting our happy ending."

"Aye." He nodded. "That we are."

A/N: So I've had the idea for this fanfiction a while ago but then the thing with my grandpa, some of you might know he has cancer, happened and I just lost the interest in the idea but now .. yeah it just sort of happened and it's a short introduction chapter, tell me whether to continue or not.