12/1/14
Emma woke to an uneasy, sick feeling. She hopped frantically out of bed and raced for her bathroom, emptying the remaining contents of her dinner from last night into the porcelain bowl. She has felt this way for a while and sadly, it's just getting worse. Emma could not find a reasonable explanation for why this strange phenomenon was occurring but it was and she needed to find out why it was happening. Emma considered several possibilities but shook them away when she had to vomit again.
"Emma, love? Are you alright?" came a loud, manly voice from the bedroom. Ever since Hook and Emma got married, they have been very open and straightforward with each other, so Emma felt no shame about telling him about what had happened.
"Yeah, I'm fine," she said a little shakily considering the event that had just taken place." I just feel a little sick, that's all."
"Well," he started, " is there anything I can do to help?"
"No," she said weakly, " I'll feel better soon, maybe it's just a bug."
"Alright love. Well I wish you better," he said. "I love you, Swan," he finished.
" I love you too," she replied. Hook left the apartment to get food from Grannies Diner and Emma was a little relieved considering the possibilities of this so called "bug". She picked up the phone and called over a friend of hers to have a little girl talk, with Regina, her newfound friend.
After the curse of Shattered Sight had been gone for a while, the Charming's, Gold's, and Mills' families had never been closer and well, getting along with each other so splendidly. Emma now has a friend other than Mary Margaret to have those sentimental "girl talks" with. Believe it or not, both Regina and Emma seem to enjoy them.
Emma hears a knock at the door and hurries over to open it. There stands Regina with a grocery bag and a petite smile signaling that she is glad that Emma had called because it had been a little while since their last little chat.
"What's with the bag?" Emma asks almost sarcastically.
"Well," a naïve Regina starts, "When you called and told me what happened, I wanted to be prepared for all possibilities." She pulls out a small pink box marked "PREGNANCY TEST" in large black letters.
Emma rolls her eyes, but then she starts to become nervous. She doesn't know what to think, so she stares at the box for a brief moment and finally says as relaxed as possible, "Regina, I'm not pregnant."
Regina tilts her head thinking how ironic that could sound. "There's only one way to find out," Regina says half grinning at the irony, but she also realizes how scary this could be, and not just for Emma, but for all of the Charmings.
Emma takes the box and goes into her large bedroom bathroom that she shares with Killian. She has done this before but it's even more frightening now because last time, the test came out positive. She follows the instructions on the little box and waits for the told time of three minutes.
One minute and thirty seconds passes and she gets more nervous by the second.
Two minutes
Two minutes and one second, two seconds, three seconds…
She can't wait any longer. Besides, she thinks to herself, maybe the blank result will ease my mind a little.
Unfortunately, the result made her feel even worse. Two lines were shown. The second one was there, crystal clear. She is astonished, scared, and exited all at the same time and her mind couldn't decide which one she feels the strongest, she feels a tear run down her face, but this tear was not one that she could control. She thinks to herself about it for a long while: about the circumstances, the technical stuff, and who is there for her, to help her. She thinks long and hard about this, and starts to grin. She can't decide if she is happy yet, but her heart tells her that she is.
"Emma," Regina's voice comes from her bedroom, "are you alright? What does it say?"
Emma gets up off the floor on which she had been sitting on and opens the door to a concerned Regina. She walks over to her as if she was texting, just staring at the stick in her hands. "What does it say," she asks again.
Emma has no words to say, so she simply hands Regina the stick with a somewhat large smile across her face. Regina looks at the result and smiles as well. Being the supportive friend that she is, Regina hugs Emma and says, "I'm so happy for you Emma! You're pregnant… you're going to have a baby!"
"I know," Emma giggles. Thoughts race around her mind faster than the rotating Earth. All she knows is that she can't wait to tell Killian the wonderful news, but the only question is how…
Suddenly with a loud opening of the door and the dropping of food from Grannies, Hook walks clumsily into the apartment. "Hello love," he says, he kisses her head gently.
That night, after Killian was sound asleep, quietly snoring next to his wife, who was still wide awake, Emma thought about the events of that day. She was still tying to find the reality of all this, the reality that she was pregnant. She lied on her bed, her hand rested protectively over her abdomen, stroking it up and down in a repetitive motion. She tilted her head towards the clock on her bedside table. 1:34 AM. There is no way I'm getting up early tomorrow she thought to herself as she slowly drifted off to sleep.