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She's always loved the mornings. Not the loud crowded ones where everyone was looking for food or coffee, but the calm, quiet ones. The ones where the only sounds were the birds chirping and her own thoughts.
This morning was one of the latter. It was the dead of summer and so the sun was rising long before anyone else even felt the pull of consciousness. She woke silently, letting the suns rays warm her face for a few minutes while her eyes adjusted to the brightness. Eventually she rose, stepping into her slippers silently as to not wake the still man lying next to her, and left the room.
As she walked down the hall and through the massive house she pondered all that had led her here. From the moment she entered this town she knew her life was changing, but boy she had no idea just how much. All of those adventures, battles, tears, they all have left her with the utmost desire for peace and now she has it but even if she could, she would never change how she got it.
Making her way into the kitchen she reached into the cupboard pulling out the hot chocolate and cinnamon. Usually she would make coffee that would be shared by her husband, and now, teenage son who claimed "if I can go to the underworld I can drink coffee", however this morning wasn't a coffee morning. She wanted to hold onto the calm as long as she can before her caffinated family made themselves known.
After making her hot chocolate and sprinkling it with cinnamon, Emma went to the back porch that faced the ocean, sat in the rocking chair and looked out upon the town she has come to call home. She gently rocked back and forth in time with the waves, feeling closer to them now than she ever has before. Maybe it was because they were steady and omnipresent, giving stability while also representing the unknown mysteries of what they're covering. Honestly though, the real reason is more likely the man still asleep upstairs, the one who has given her the home she only dreamed of, her pirate.
With her love for him grew a love of what he also loves. She thinks that because the ocean is in his blood that it's only right that she loves it too as she loves every part of him. Thinking about this brings a smile to her face and she remembers watching him sail the very waters she was sitting in front of now. Shoe doesn't know how long she sits there before she hears the familiar creek of the stairs as Killian ventures down to begin the day.
He grabs a mug of hot chocolate for himself, adding cinnamon as being around the Charmings so long has allowed him to favor the taste as well, and leaves the house to join Emma.
"Good morning, love," he greet as he takes a seat beside her. Emma turns and looks at her pirate in all his disheveled glory. He clearly came straight to her after waking up as his hair was sticking up every which way and he remained clad in only his pajama pants, which she had gotten him after her father walking in on him making coffee naked one too many times.
"Good morning. Is Henry awake yet?" she asks wondering whether she should begin making breakfast for her son.
"Not yet, it's still early. What about you love, how are you feeling this morning?" Killian asks as he takes a seat in the chair next to Emma, takes her hand in is, intertwining their fingers. His eyes travel down looking at his wife, still not completely sure as he was able to be this lucky. Emma's other hand goes to her rounded stomach, rubbing it gently with a small smile on her face.
"We're doing just fine. Just sitting here watching the waves. I think the baby loves them just as much as their father"
She watches as his eyes light up at the mention of his impending fatherhood. They had never really discussed having kids, but when he found Emma sitting on the bathroom floor with a positive test in her had, he could not have been happier. That was about four months ago and now both parents were anxiously awaiting the arrival of the newest family member.
"Now that would only make sense, pirates are born with the sea in their blood." Killian said with his crooked smile and proud gleam in his eye, "How about we take a trip on the Jolly today love? Give the lad a taste of the sea?"
"That sounds great," she responds with a smile spreading over her face, "you go upstairs and get dressed and wake Henry, and I'll start breakfast and call my parents." Killian stands up, offering his good hand to his wife to help her stand from her chair. Shooting him a grateful look, Emma takes his hand and inside they go to start their respective tasks.
As Emma waddles into the kitchen and Killian makes his way up the stairs, she pulls out her phone to call her mom.
"Emma? How are you sweetie?" Snow asks as she answers the phone.
"I'm good mom, I just wanted to ask you something. Killian is going to take Henry and I out on the boat today and I was wondering if you and Dad would like to join us?"
"That sounds lovely, we'd love to!"
"Great, meet us at the docks in an hour."
"Will do, bye sweetheart"
"Bye Mom" As Emma hangs up the phone Henry comes bounding down the stairs sleep still in his eye.
"Good Morning Mom, wanna tell me why I'm awake this early?" He asks as he takes a seat at the countertop where his mother is mixing the pancake batter.
Handing him a mug of hot chocolate which he accepts gratefully, she says, "We're going to take a trip on the Jolly Roger today. Enjoy the warm summer while it lasts and all that"
Henry nods and take a couple sips of his hot chocolate. Eventually Killian comes back down the stairs, fully dressed this time, and goes to Emma in the kitchen.
"Alright love, I'll take it from here," he says guiding her to the stool next to Henry "You just sit and relax." Emma takes a seat next to her son and watches as Killian attempts to finish the breakfast she started. After finding out Emma was pregnant, Killian didn't become too overbearing but he did start to try to take over some of the more tedious tasks that he could. This included serving breakfast. He makes plates for Henry, Emma, then himself and the quaint family of three, soon to be four, sit down for their breakfast.
As the three arrive at the docks they find Snow and David already waiting for them by the Jolly Roger. Killian goes ahead of them to prepare the ship, and Henry follows close behind having been learning all about sailing from his step-father. As Emma makes her way towards the ship, her parents fall into line beside her. Her father extends his arm to her as she makes her way on deck. Soon Killian, with Henry by his side, begins taking them out to sea.
"How are you feeling today dear?" Her mother asks. She was so excited when Emma told them she was pregnant. She's already bought her new grandchild more clothes then they'll ever need. Her dad on the other hand had originally been furious with Hook, in his eyes Emma was still his little girl. However, he quickly got past that and is excited to be a grandpa twice over.
"I'm good Mom. He's been pretty quiet this morning and Killian thought he might like to get a taste of the sea."
"He?" Her father asks, his eyebrows furrowing down clearly unaware of the fact he was gaining a grandson. Snow looks at him, with a similar bewildered expression, as Emma pulls a fuzzy black and white photograph out of her pocket handing it to her mother.
"We just found out yesterday," she says, her smile growing hands instinctively going to her stomach. She looks up at the helm of the ship where Killian was standing behind Henry as he steered the ship.
"Oh Emma that's wonderful," says her mother, drawing her attention back to the conversation and wrapping her arms around her. Emma honestly didn't care too much what gender her baby was, as long as it was healthy, but now that she' having a son all she can see is a little boy that looks just like Killian right down to the black hair and piercing blue eyes.
"Hey Mom!" Henry says from the wheel of the ship, "Come look what Dad taught me!" Emma looks at Killian as her son calls her over, seeing the smile on his face and gleam in his eye anytime Henry calls him "Dad". When he first did it they had been surprised, but neither acknowledged it outright and since then Henry and Killian have been thick as thieves.
Making her way up to the helm, Emma stands beside her husband as her son shows her how he's maintaining the ship.
"Now lad, let's show your mother what you've been practicing, turn the wheel two notches starboard."
"Aye aye Captain!" Henry replies cheerfully, the pirate talk only widening the grin on Hook's face.
After watching Henry steer the boat this way and that, Emma found her self standing by the side looking out over the open ocean. This is the life she had always longed for; two parents who love her, a wonderful husband, and children she loves unconditionally. As she looks out, she feel a sharp movement in her stomach.
"Oh!" She exclaims as her hands fly to her stomach, a look of surprise etched on her face. Killian, hearing his wife's exclamation is by her side in seconds.
"What is it love? What's wrong? Is the lad okay?"
"Killian it's fine I just… I felt him kick," she reassures as she looks up at him tears at the corners of her eyes and her smile growing. Killian's face begins to mimic hers as he realizes just what had happened. Emma takes his hand and places it on her stomach and as soon as she does she feels another kick right against his hand.
"Oy he's a strong lad, isn't he? Told you he'd love the sea, just like his father" Killian says joyously, reveling in the feeling of his son kicking against his hand. Emma chuckles as she watches his face show pure adoration for their son.
It was then that she began to feel unsteady, the kicks suddenly making her feel off balance and the edges of her vision began to blur.
"Emma, love, what is it? What's wrong?"
"I don't… I… I don't know" She mumbles as she begins to sway. The rest of her family now noticing the two by the side and Hook reaches out to steady her. As he soon as he does so he sees her eyes begin to roll back into her head.
"Emma!"
As she feels herself going limp in his arms all she can think about how a day could've started so well and go horribly wrong.
Thanks for reading, I'm not sure if this'll be a one shot or if I'll continue. Depends on how many people are interested I guess. Let me know what you guys think and if you have any suggestions, writing style wise or story wise!
