Emma sat there nervously drumming her fingers against her shaking knee wondering wether she should look or not. Had it been three minutes yet? No probably not she thought to herself and started pacing the room until curiosity got the better of her and she decided it was time to check out the damage

Two pink lines. That's what Emma saw when she looked. 'Oh shit' If she was completely honest with herself she didn't need the test, she already knew the answer. She could feel it as if it were any other part of her and she hadn't had a period in at least two months. She was pregnant. She was pregnant with Captain Hook's child.

'Fuck' Emma muttered to herself, suddenly thankful she'd waited until he had gone out to do the test. First she gets pregnant by Rumplestiltskin's son and next it's Captain bloody Hook! Seriously, what luck did she have?

How could they be parents when they didn't even know what they were themselves? Before she knew what she was doing Emma threw herself on to her bed sobbing, she wasn't exactly sure why but it felt like the only thing to do. Eventually she calmed down enough to send David a text - because right now she really didn't want to talk to anyone and he'd know something was wrong the second her heard her voice - and let him know she would need the day off because she had a bug. She knew he wouldn't question it. Only yesterday he was saying how pale she looked.

She knew Killian wouldn't be home for a while yet so she had time to think, she'd been alone the last time she found out she was pregnant and was sure she could manage again. Of course she would do everything different this time, she wasn't a scared 17 year old stuck in prison and she wouldn't put another child up for adoption that was for sure.

A text from David interrupted her thoughts 'No problem Emma, take all the time you need. Henry can stay with us tonight your mother will bring him home when they finish school. If you need anything let me know. Love you'

She read the text three times with a small smile, having a family was all she had ever wanted and now she did. She had Henry back in her life, the son she gave up for adoption 12years ago. She had her parents in her life, who, would you believe turned out to be none other than Snow White and Prince Charming! Even Neal was back, Emma thought, letting more tears fall down her face at the thought of what he put her through all those years ago. He might have sent her to prison (though he believed it was the only and right thing to do after August came to him) and left her pregnant with his child, though he never knew about that, but he also destroyed all hope she had of a happy life. He destroyed her trust in men and trust was important to Emma. She hadn't trusted anyone for a long time...until she met Killian Jones. And now she realised how much happier she had been even if she didn't know where they stood with each other.

Killian had moved in a few months ago, taking the spare room. Henry was all too happy at the prospect of Captain Hook living in their home and would listen to his stories all day if he could. Killian was good with Henry, Emma thought to herself, really good. He'd taught him to sail a boat and most weekends they could be found aboard The Jolly Roger doing whatever it is that pirates do when their boat is anchored in a realm so unfamiliar.

It was in the small hours of the night with Henry sound asleep in the next room that they found each other, they took out all their frustrations on each other. It was amazing sex. The best she'd ever had and it always left her wanting more.

The nights he stayed at Regina's (his adoptive mother and coincidently the evil queen that cast the curse that resulted in the life they all had) Killian would always end up falling asleep in Emma's bed. She never minded. If anything she wanted it to happen more often, for those mornings she would wake with a smile when she realised his arm was wrapped around her whilst he so soundly slept.

She knew she had to tell him, she'd already vowed she would do things differently this time and that meant telling the father of her child he was about to become a daddy. She'd never had to do that before. She didn't know how she was going to do it.

Before she could think anymore she was rushing to the bathroom to throw up for the sixth time that morning. At this rate Captain Hook would figure it out before she even got around to telling him, she thought, so resigned to herself that she would tell him tonight when he came home. Henry was staying at her parents' house so it was perfect. Unless you were accidentally pregnant with a man who was seemingly no more than a fuck buddy then it was absolutely terrifying.

After laying on the bathroom floor for the best part of an hour, letting the cold of the tiles seep through her skin, Emma stood up carefully and got herself a glass of water before heading to bed. She was exhausted and she had the day to herself so thought it best to get as much energy as she could. She didn't know how Killian would take the news and wanted to be able to stay awake enough to actually tell him. Turning over in the bed she lay on the pillow he used when he slept there and breathed in the sweet but spicy scent of rum that always sent butterflies right through her. She sighed and dozed off.

*Knock knock knock*

'Emma love, are you in there?'

It was 4.30pm when Emma awoke and if it wasn't for Killian knocking on her door she was sure she'd sleep for days. She certainly felt like she could.

'Mmmm' she groaned back to him sleepily while rubbing her eyes to clear her vision. Killian opened the door to talk to her 'Is everything okay Love? Only I saw your father earlier and he said you took the day off sick'

The sight of him sent waves of hope and panic through her entire being simultaneously. His eyes, deep sapphires looking into her with concern in them, melted her heart. She was about to reply that she was fine when nausea swept through her again and she had to rush to the bathroom. Luckily it was only a couple of steps away.

'Emma?' Killian said softly, watching her with concern on his face. She didn't need to look at him to know he was worried, it was evident enough in his voice. Maybe he thought he was going to catch it.

After emptying her frankly already empty stomach Emma took the glass of water Killian offered and sat back down on the bed for a minute. Her body was shaking and she wasn't sure she had the strength to stand long.

Killian sat next to her, biting his bottom lip, eyebrows pulled down in a frown and looked into her eyes with even more concern than before. She smiled weakly at him trying to diffuse the question she knew he was about to ask.

'What's wrong Emma? Is everything okay?' He asked brushing a strand of golden hair from her face and resting his thumb on her cheek. That did it. His touch sent fireworks through every nerve and she couldn't hold it in any longer.

'I'm pregnant Killian' she blurted out before even thinking. It's true she had wanted to cook him dinner and try to not give him a heart attack when she told him the news but it just tumbled out before she even realised what she said.

'I'm pregnant Killian, I'm pregnant'

She said letting out a huge sigh of relief, at least she'd told him now that was a weight lifted off her shoulders.

Killian didn't move, he froze where he was sat, his hand touching Emma's face looking into her eyes as she repeated what she said. She looked so scared right now he'd thought when he sat down and asked her what was wrong. But he never expected this. His eyes shifted down to her flat stomach and back up into her eyes and his hand fell to the bed without him even realising. Pregnant.

'Are...are you sure?' He asked her, neither of them missing how rough and broken his voice sounded.

'Positive, I've missed two periods, done a test - which was positive. And yes they're very accurate. And unless you hadn't noticed I've not stopped being sick for days'

'Aye love, I noticed' Killian said, his face completely unreadable. Emma still couldn't tell how he felt about the news. She wasn't expecting him to be over the moon of course. Why would he? He probably thinks I've ruined his life. He gets to over 300 years old then gets someone pregnant. Typical. Emma thought.

'I..it's okay, I can do it on my own. I don't expect anything from you I just thought I should at least let the father of my child know. Honestly it's fine' Emma rambled sounding braver than she felt.

'Father' seemed to be the only word that registered in Killian's head for a few seconds as he kept muttering it over and over to himself while Emma decided to sip her water, mainly just to give herself something to do. Then his eyes flicked up at her and all she saw was sadness in them. Her heart broke. She could see what his decision was. She didn't need to hear it. Silent tears rolled down her face.

'What do you mean you can do this on your own and don't expect anything from me?' He said, it was evident he was upset, something Emma hadn't banked on. She expected anger and frustration. Slammed doors and curse words. Maybe even some rum. Definitely some rum. Not sadness.

'You don't want me?' He said with a small nod to her stomach, she saw his eyes fill with tears and it weakened her even more. This man. How could he make her feel like this? Like there was only the two of them in the world in that instant. His eyes bore into her waiting for her answer.

'Killian of course I want you' she said regretting it almost immediately. It was hard to keep her guard up around him. 'I just didn't think you wanted this' she continued.

The tear that had been threatening to release slipped down his cheek as a dazzling smile spread across his face. He leaned in to catch her tears with his thumb and whispered 'I want you too Love'

That was it Emma couldn't control the tears after that. Silly though it was. Killian placed his lips on hers with the softest of touch then pulled away, a question clearly on his mind.

'What's wrong?' Asked Emma worriedly after noticing him stiffen. 'You really thought I would leave you' it was more of a statement than a question but Emma nodded anyway. 'Why?' He asked 'have I not given you enough reason to trust me, trust in me?' She took a deep breath, he was right, all he'd done was prove himself to her.

'Well it's a big responsibility and well we, well what are we Killian? I don't even know. Are we just screwing around? Because we can't carry on doing that now. And well how many pirate captains have babies?' She asked incredulously.

He chuckled at her, she was right of course, the idea of Captain Hook with a baby was enough to make anyone laugh but the truth was he'd always wanted a family. He just didn't think he'd ever be lucky enough to have one. He didn't deserve it.

'Well lass, I know plenty of pirate captains who fathered children but no, none that actually looked after a child. As for us, well that's upto you love. From the moment I first laid eyes on you I knew...unless you hadn't noticed I've become quite taken with you' he said running his hand through his hair and hoping Emma hadn't caught on that he'd nearly declared his love for her. He wasn't sure she was ready for that. Especially now.

'So you want...more? You want to be together? You want this baby?' Emma asked him hope rising in her voice as each question left her lips.

Killian reached out his hand and felt her stomach whilst Emma watched him waiting for his answer, 'Aye Love, I do' he said then kissed her with more force than before. His arm wrapped around her waist and his Hook in her hair.

His tongue snaked her bottom lip waiting for her to let him in, the passion driving them both wild. She put her arms around his neck and tugged at his hair lightly, pulling him closer each time. They couldn't get enough. Their breaths getting deeper as their tongues danced and teeth clashed. 'I do too' Emma breathed pulling her mouth from his just slightly and staring into his eyes. She knew she could trust him, she'd always known but looking into his eyes right then she'd never been more sure of anything else.

'Have you eaten today Love? You look like you could do with some food' Killian asked pulling her to her feet and leading her into the lounge. 'No, I was too worried about talking to you then I fell asleep' she muttered. 'Ah not to worry love, I'll sort something out' he said flashing her his brilliant smile. 'But from now on you make sure you eat okay?' She nodded weakly while he went to the kitchen to see what he could throw together. Food in this realm was so different and it was all still new to him so he gave up and found the take out menus. After calling and ordering pizza (something he found he really couldn't get enough of) he came back into the lounge holding a hot chocolate with cream and cinnamon for Emma and a packet of biscuits he'd found in the cupboard.

She eyed him suspiciously with a smirk across her face 'Not that I'm complaining Captain but that doesn't look like much of a meal' she said with a small laugh. 'Very observant Swan, this is for until the pizza arrives...unless you'd rather not have it?' He teased back sitting down next to her whilst the magic picture box (that she called a TV) was on in the background. 'Well I didn't say that did I?' She said taking a sip of the hot chocolate. 'Good?' He asked 'better she replied'.

Later that night he took Emma to bed, practically dragging her off the couch because she was falling asleep in his lap. He was happy she'd eaten and drank enough and she didn't seem to be shaking so much anymore but she was still tired and not paying attention to the magic picture box anymore.

Once they got into bed Killian realised his pillow was missing 'Emma have you seen my pillow Love?' He asked her whilst searching around the bed 'Oh yeah I had it earlier, I wanted to...here it is' she said passing it to him 'wanted to what?' He asked curiously raising an eyebrow at her.

'Nothing, it just smells like you that's all' she said with a smile 'And what, darling, do I smell like?' he asked with a devilish smirk on his face 'Rum' she replied kissing him and turning so she was now straddling him, her legs over his hips, her hand running through his hair. She moved her mouth to his neck and started planting kisses, moving to his ear lobe and back down by his Adam's apple.

Her arms went to his bare chest as she carried on going down noticing his moans getting deeper until he moved so quickly she hadn't registered what had happened. She was lying on her back with him over her. He started to kiss her so passionately and so forcefully it left them both breathless.

His hand snaked the hem of her shirt and pulled it off over her head to reveal a bare chest. He bent down and started to kiss her. He wanted to touch every part of her body with his own. His hand skimmed her breast and her body arched into his touch, he caught her nipple in his thumb and finger and started rubbing it, her mouth went into that familiar 'O' shape he loved so much. He carried on, switching breasts occasionally, his tongue eventually moving to her nipple he took her in his mouth and teased her whist his hands found her thighs.

She wrapped her pyjama clad legs around his and pulled him closer 'Killian' she breathed deeply. He brought his mouth down and decided it was time to take her pants off. She unwrapped her legs from his and tilted her hips to help him then she tugged at his 'fairs fair Captain' she'd said giving him a cheeky wink and nodding to his own pyjama bottoms 'as the lady wishes' he replied. She knew he didn't wear underwear, he just couldn't get used to it so didn't bother. And seeing him completely naked was hardly new but it still exhilarated her.

Killian bent down and kissed her whilst his hook caught the end of her knickers 'fairs fair Swan' he said seconds before he ripped them off. With her hands in his hair Emma gasped as the cold metal of his hook touched her bare skin, it felt good. She looked into his eyes and pulled his head down more 'I need you Killian' she whispered as he entered her more forcefully than intended. Her back arched, her mouth back to that familiar 'O' shape, he knew she liked it like that and he thrust again deeper.

For each thrust he gave she matched with one of her own both knowing exactly what each other would do, their bodies synchronised. He bent down and started to place feather light kisses over her breasts while she moaned his name even louder, her fingers scratching and digging into his back. Then she rolled and was suddenly on top of him, her hips straddling him once more, taking him whole and thrusting even harder. He loved watching her this way and she knew it.

Each time he shouted her name out she knew he was getting closer. His hand moved down between them and found her clit. He started to rub it slowly knowing exactly what she liked. He was close, they bother were. 'Killian' she moaned as he moved his fingers and hips faster. And then it was there, the release they'd been building to. They both tumbled through the orgasms trying to catch their breaths, 'Gods Emma' he moaned as his release came. He caught her hand to steady her as she collapsed onto his chest 'Gods Emma' he repeated kissing the top of her head.

'That was different' she'd said in his ear after they'd lain catching their breaths. Killian wrapped his arm around her body, both still naked, he kissed her bare shoulder and entwined his fingers in hers 'That lass, was love' he said pulling her closer.

'Oh shit!'

It was no more than five minutes later when Emma heard Killian curse. She turned around to see what was wrong, his face blank and expressionless.

'I'm afraid I might not be around to see this little one at all' he said, his hand on her stomach, fingers tracing patterns.

'And why's that Killian?' Emma asked worry and concern and even anger rising with every word.

'Your father love. He's going to kill me. I got his little Princess pregnant after he warned me not to touch you' he said raising his eyes to meet hers. Emma smiled at him and gave him a quick kiss.

'I won't let him. Anyway the mans a sucker for love just spin him some tale and it will be okay' she said jokingly.

'Aye but I don't need to spin him a tale love, anything I told him about you, about us, it would be the truth' he replied, his eyes staring into hers as if seeing her soul. So full of love and hope.

'I love you Miss Swan' he said lightly against her mouth, their noses touching, his hand in her hair.

'I love you too Killian' she replied, against her better judgement, kissing him softly and putting her head in his chest where they both fell asleep. Sated and happy.