A story dedicated to my fav OTP.

If you haven't realized it by now most of my stories are "hurt/comfort" because I don't believe it's true love unless there are obstacles to overcome.

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Plus read my other story: Dreams and Nightmares. Another Captain Swan story!

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Part 1

Emma shot out of bed and ran into the bathroom. She leaned over as last night's dinner violently came up into the toilet. She continued for another minute until her stomach was emptied. She breathed heavily as she stomach kept heaving. She flushed the toilet and shakily got to her legs. Emma wiped at the tears that had leaked out and reached out for her toothbrush. What the hell? She thought. This was the fifth day in a row she this happened. Plus her stomach was acting weird. She nearly lost her appetite yesterday when David was barbecuing. Oh shit. Her toothbrush fell out of her mouth. Emma wiped her mouth and opened up the sink cupboard.

She took out a small rectangular box. "Pregnancy Test" in big pink letters stared at her. She breathed deeply and took it out of the box. Four tests later (I mean- look at the guy! She would be stupid if she didn't have some just in case.) Emma nearly choked. Each one of them had a plus sign on them. She was…pregnant. Pregnant. PREGNANT. Her back hit the wall as she stumbled backwards from the sink. She slid to the floor and began to cry.

Killian felt the bed shake vigorously as his wife ran to the bathroom. The clock next to him read 6:30. He groaned and pulled the covers over his head. For nearly the past week she had been doing that. Killian didn't understand it, was she sick or something? If she was, Emma would definately tell him, he was sure. He pulled the covers back and the clock read 7:00. Emma had not come out of the bathroom yet. He frowned and got up, something was wrong.

"Emma, love?" he called when he reached the bathroom door. "You alright there?" He quickly opened the door when he heard her moan. She was sitting against the wall, face buried in her knees and her arms wrapped around them. He squatted down across from her and pried her arms from around her knees. She looked up at him her face wet with tears, a sight that nearly broke his heart. "What is it, lass? What's wrong?" He whispered. She pointed to the sink. He got up to see four white things, no idea what they were. He brought one back to Emma. "What is this?"

"A pregnancy test," she whispered, not looking at him. A pregnancy test… He looked down at the little symbol. Plus means positive...which means… His eyes widened.

"You're pregnant?" She looked up at him, tears starting to flow again.

"I'm sorry," she sobbed and buried her head in his chest wrapping her arms around him.

"Sorry? Emma, love, why are you sorry?"

"I thought..you would be mad…" she cried against his chest.

"Emma, I could never be mad at you. You've made me feel like the luckiest man in the world over and over again! And you've done it once again." He kissed the top of her head. "You're carrying my child. You don't know how happy I am now that I'm going to be a father." Emma looked up at him again, her tears still falling.

"I thought you'd be mad because I don't think I want to have this child."

Oh shnap! Who doesn't want to have Hook's child? Haha just kidding, Emma...Please don't kill me...!