"Emma come in, this is a great surprise!" David said. His eyes moved to Killian, who was standing right next to Emma. "Was a great surprise." he muttered under his breath. "Hi Emma!" Snow said, fussing with a squirming Neal. Like David, her smile diminished ever so slightly when she saw Killian. Neither one of them (especially David) really approved of him going out with their daughter. "Any special reason you're here?" Snow asked. "No, I just came to have some hot cocoa with you guys." Emma said shyly, holding up three cups from Granny's.
Fifteen minutes later, when they had all downed their hot cocoa, Snow said, "Well, if that's all you came for then-" "I'm pregnant." Emma blurted out. "Oh! Okay..." Snow said, her voice trailing off. "Who the hell-" David began, his eyes immediately falling on Killian. David punched him in the jaw. "What?" He questioned as Killian rubbed his jaw and Snow and Emma stared at him, wide eyed and mouths open. "He deserved it." "Dad!" Emma shouted, pulling Killian closer to her. "Fine. I'm sorry" David said through gritted teeth.
Seven months later, Emma gave birth to a beautiful, healthy baby boy named Liam David Swan-Jones. He had his father's dark hair, his mother's emerald green eyes, and both his parents combined ability to kick-ass and be "devilishly handsome" at the same time. Henry was officially the world's most overprotective big brother and David was finally forced to admit Killian was part of the family now, especially when the ring around Killian's neck, the one his brother had given him, found it's way on to Emma's finger.