She was sitting on their bed when Killian finally made it home to have lunch with Emma. The first thing he noticed was that she had their wedding album in her lap. The next thing he noticed were the tear tracks on her cheeks. By the look of her, she seemed to have been crying for a while. Not quite understanding why his wife was sitting in their bed crying in the middle of the day, he slowly made his way to her. Of course, she heard him the moment he stepped into their room.
When she looked up her eyes immediately found his and she smiled, which made him feel slightly better about the situation. She couldn't be too upset if she was going to simile at him like that. When he reached the bed, he climbed in behind her and pulled her into his lap.
"What has got you so vexed, love?"
"I was just looking at the wedding album and remembering what a great day it was. It is hard to believe it was a year ago."
"Aye. Best day of my life that was."
Killian looked at the page she was on and smiled into her hair. In the center of the page was a larger photo of the two of them taken after the wedding. The page also included a picture of Emma getting reading and him down at the docks. The last two photos were of Emma's wedding dress with her shoes and one of him tying his shoes.
The whole album was full of pictures in much the same fashion due to Snow insisting they have the best photographer in all of Storybrooke for the wedding. In fact, the entire wedding had been as close to a fairytale wedding as Snow could get it to be, a fact that Emma spent most of the time pre-wedding complaining to him about. In the end, however, neither he nor Emma could complain about the beautiful day that they had.
Emma's kiss to his chin pulled him out of his thoughts.
"Mine too," she said with a smile.
"Well then, love, would you like to explain why such a happy moment would bring tears to your eyes in the middle of the day no less?"
"It must just be the hormones."
Then, she gave him a sly smile that always indicated that she was either hiding something or up to something.
"I am not sure I follow, Swan."
"Well, I went to the doctor this morning."
"Ah yes, you have been a bit ill for the last several weeks. Is there something amiss?
"Not really amiss, no."
"Well, then…"
She grabbed his hand and placed it on her stomach, then looked at him and smiled. Again. Suddenly, everything clicked into place. Her bring sick for the last several weeks, but always feeling much better by the end of the day. Her emotions as of late. The fact that she was crying over the wedding album in the middle of the day. His head snapped up and his eyes found hers once again.
"Are you… are you with child?"
"Yes, Killian. Whale even confirmed it today."
As soon as the words were out of her mouth, his mouth was on hers kissing her like she was the air he needed to breath. When the kiss was finished he placed his hand over her still flat stomach.
"You're happy?"
"Exceptionally so, love."
He pulled her towards he chest while he leaned his back onto the headboard of the bed. He couldn't have been happier. It may have taken him well over 300 years to get to this place, but he didn't regret one minute of it. He finally had the family that he had searched for and the child he always wanted, but though he could never have.