Emma starred at the stick in her, nerves taking over as she sank onto the closed toilet seat. She picked up the box and read through the result guide one more time, making sure she was reading it right. How can this be? She'd been only dating walsh for a couple of months. And they were always careful. She ran a hand through her wet golden hair and bit her bottom lip. Pregnant? How could she be so stupid? Emma quickly grabbed her cell and dialed the number to a clinic her and henry go to.

" Hi yes, id like to make an appointment please..." She heard the woman type something, then she asked emma what the appointment would be for. Suddenly Her breath caught in her throat and she clenched her teeth before shakely answering. " I.. I think I might be p-pregnant." She said shaking her head. The secritary explained she could come right in if she'd like, and emma quickly agreed. Luckily Henry was out at his friends for the night and she had the appartment to herself.

Emma sat figeting with her phone waiting for the doctor to come in. The suspense was setting her on edge, as she cursed herself for being so idiotic. Suddenly the doctor walked in smiling warmly at Emma. She closed the minella folder she was reading.

"Well Miss swan you are indeed pregnant." She said as she pulled up the ultrasound machine. Emma sat in shock as the doctor instructed her to lay down and lift up her shirt. She did as she was told and starred at the screen. "I take it this wasn't planned?"

"Ive been only dating this guy for 2 months." Emma mumbled more to herself then to the doctor. The doctor looked at her oddly then at the screen.

" Well you are far more pregnant then a couple of months miss swan." She said slowly. Emma gulped and eyed her belly. " You're approximately 3 and a half months."

" What?" She could feel herself start to shake from the nerves. If it wasn't walshes baby then... whose was it? Tears welled in her eyes, was it a one night stand that she was too drunk to remember? Was it some random phenomina? " I... How do I do a paternity test?" She asked sitting up and pulling her shirt down.

" Well we don't do those tests until after the birth since they can be risky to the pregnancy." She said carefully. Suddenly she opened her folder again and wrote something down then handing a couple of perscription papers to emma. She read through them. "Ill make an appointment for you in a couple of weeks to come back again, these are some prenatal vitamins you'll need to take." She said gesturing to the papers. Emma simply nodded, a frown firmly placed on her lips. A baby? What the hell was she going to do with a baby? Especially one she didn't even know the father of. She could kick her own ass for being so careless. It must've been a one night stand, she thought as she starred up at the ultrasound screen. What was henry going to think? Being a single mom was hard enough with one kid.

Emma sat the table in her dining room and starred at the small picture in front of her. She sipped at her hott coca, trying to come up with a plan. It was her thing, to always have a plan. Because if there was no plan there was no organization. She ran her hand over the photo and smiled to herself a bit. Maybe another baby wouldn't be so bad? Being a single mom in NY wasn't the worst thing and it wasnt like she couldn't afford it.

Then her thoughts traveled to walsh. She liked him, and so did henry. But balancing a relationship right now, especially in her state would be the wrong kind of plan. Plus what would walsh think of her? A one night stand, she couldn't even remember the guy and now she was carrying there kid? Shaking her head she took the picture and headed to her room. The appartment was peaceful and quiet and she silently thanked abby, the mom of henry's friend daniel for taking henry for the night. Emma pulled off her clothes and set her coco on her night stand. She placed the picture on her mirror and slipped into her tank top and shorts.

Killian trudged through the streets and inbetween pedestrians as he wove his way towards his next lead. He could almost feel his gut screaming telling him to walk faster. He glanced down at the paper in his hand. 'find emma, memory potion, in trouble.' It was in chicken scratch, but he couldn't figure out who wrote it. He knew it had to be from The Charmings, as snow was known for her messages by white doves. The day he received it , changed him forever. He had been sitting in a pub, on his 10th glass of rum, attempting to drown his broken heart, when the beautiful creature arrived to him. It was a bottle of memory potion, and the words find emma. It was his sign. The one he had been drunkily praying for, for months. He knew time passed slower in the enchanted forrest, and the four months in this relm felt like a year to him. It was much to long, and much to lonely and all he wanted was his swan.

He missed her blonde hair falling messy around her face. Or the red leather jacket that smelled of her favorite flowery perfume that made him weak in his knees. He missed her emerald eyes rolling whenever he made a dirty innuendo at her, or how she'd smirk at him everytime he'd insinuate something of there relationship together.

But mostly he missed her curves against his hand and hook. And the way she called his name that night, whispering it with pure pleasure and passion. Her lips felt like the warm sun that caressed his skin everymorning while hed sail. She fit so perfect on him, like glove to his hand. That night after neverland was what he thought would be the rest of there lives, but ended so tragically soon. And ever since then, he's felt empty and broken. He knew she was what he was missing in life, not even his ship felt like home anymore. It was missing something, it was missing her.