When Henry came home the next morning he found Emma and Killian sleeping on the couch. It wasn't an uncommon sight but what was uncommon were the two sticks laying on the table. He stepped closer and picked one up. He saw a smiling face on the screen on the stick and he knew exactly what it was. He dropped the stick and stomped off to his bedroom, slamming his door behind him and waking the sleeping couple up. "Henry, is that you?" There was no response to Emma's question so she unwrapped herself from Killian's embrace and followed her teenage son to his bedroom. She knocked gently on the door, and then a little bit harder when he didn't answer. "Henry Mills you better open this door."

"Go away. I don't want to talk to you."

"I don't really think that matters right now. Come out here now." She waited a moment but finally the door did open. "What is your problem?" He glanced down at the table and at Killian before looking back at his mother. "What do you care?" Killian had caught his glance and he looked down at the table to see one test on the table and the other on the floor. Realization dawned on him in an instant. "Swan..." She turned at the sound of her name and he nodded in the direction of the test on the floor indicating to her that perhaps what was bothering Henry was the knowledge of her pregnancy. "You saw the test."

"Well if you were trying to hide it you did a pretty lousy job."

"I understand that this might be difficult for you kid but I think you need to rethink the way that you're talking to me."

"I don't."

"Which is why I'm the parent and you're not."

"You're barely my parent. Regina is my mom. She raised me. You didn't." Emma took a step back and tears filled her eyes. Those words would have hurt normally but with her emotions heightened by the pregnancy they cut like a knife. The lights flickered in the room and Killian took a step forward. He was all too aware of what damage could be done by her powers when her emotions went haywire, which was something they hadn't even gotten around to talking about yet. This appeared to be a great opportunity to test what her limitations would be regarding stress and her powers during pregnancy though. "Lad, can't you cut your mother just a bit of a break?"
"Why would I listen to you? You're just a pirate."

"Aye. That I am. But I am a pirate that loves your mother and you very much. You more than anyone knows that your mother loves you and you're lashing out at her because you're upset because of the baby. It's understandable. But not acceptable." Emma laid her hand on Killian's arms and implored him with her eyes to let her handle this untenable situation. "Why don't you come sit down with me Henry so that we can talk?"

She went and sat down on the couch while he chose a chair on the opposite side of the TV. "What's there to talk about? You and Killian are having a baby."

"You're having a sibling."

"Don't act like things won't change Mom. They will and you know it. Maybe I should just go back and live with Mom. She would love to have me and really she needs me."

"We need you to Henry."

"For what? To watch you and Killian plan for YOUR baby. To watch you watch YOUR baby grow up?"

"Did you never think that at some point I might have other children?"

"No, I never did. I thought that I was enough for you." Emma got up and walked to the other side of the room, Killian filling her space on the couch, to pull up the footrest to sit at Henry's knees. He had gotten so tall and somehow she felt like she had missed that too. There was so much that she had missed with him. Even since she had gotten to know him there had been so many moments lost. Moments when he'd opted to go to Regina's or times when a curse or spell had kept them apart. Even though their memories of New York were false memories she still cherished them, just as she cherished the recent memories since they had gotten their house. Still he was a child she shared with another person and much of the time it felt as though Henry chose to foster his relationship with Regina because she was struggling so hard to stay good. He felt a responsibility to Regina because she was trying to change to be a better mother for him. Emma hadn't realized she was jealous until the thought that she was going to have a child that she didn't have to share with Regina crossed her mind. It was just there out of nowhere. "Henry why don't you tell me what this is really about?"

"This is really about you and Killian creating a family of your own and leaving me out of it. Just like I said."

"Not that this changes anything but it's not as if Killian and I tried to get pregnant. We're just as surprised by this as you are."

"I'm not a kid anymore Mom. Getting pregnant didn't just happen to you. There are ways to stop it."

"You're right. There are but that's not what happened. We didn't set out to get pregnant but if I'm going to be honest Henry I'm not going to apologize for being happy. Is this what we had planned? No. But it's a good thing."

"Fine." He got up and walked back to his room and shut the door. She glanced at Killian and saw bemusement on his face. "What do you suppose has him so upset Swan? I mean really."

"I think it's pretty clear actually. He's afraid of being left out. There's going to be a new baby and I think he's afraid of getting lost in the shuffle. I mean I'm thirty years old and I can't say that I don't get it. When my parents had Neal I felt a bit jealous. I felt a little replaced. Henry probably thinks the same thing. I just have to show him that he's not."

"Perhaps I should talk to him. I mean you gave it a shot and it didn't seem to take."

"You can try but I don't know how much good it's going to do." He got up, kissed her on the top of her head, and knocked on Henry's door. "Mom, seriously, I get it. You're having a baby and you're happy. Can we just drop it."

"Lad, I need help with a boat down at the docks. Can you come and give me some aide?"
"Do you really think that I'm going to fall for that Killian?"

"How about this then. I'm not asking you. I'm telling you to come and give me some aide." The door swung open and Henry stood there, anger written on his face. "Who do you think you are? You're not my father. You're my mom's boyfriend. You don't get to tell me what to do."

"Don't I? I am not your father lad. That's true. But when you have an issue at school that you need a male's perspective on who's there? When you wanted to learn how to sail who taught you? When you have a question about a lass who do you come to for advice? You have both of your grandfathers in this town and yet you still come to me. So no, I may not be your father. But I am playing the part. So I think when I ask you to come down to the docks to help me with some work, father or not, you can help me out. You're a perceptive lad though and you clearly know that the request was a ruse to talk to you about the baby. So why don't we drop the pretense and discuss it."

"It's simple. I don't want you and my mom to have a baby."

"Honestly lad that's not a conversation that even makes sense to have. Whether it's your desire that your mother and I have a child together it is happening. We are having a baby. So why don't you tell me WHY you don't want us to have a baby?" Henry's lanky teenage body sat down on the coffee table and he looked down at the floor. For the first time since seeing the test Henry's defenses dropped. Sitting in front of Killian he was no longer a teenager having a teenage size fit. He was the young boy he had met two years before, scared and unsure. "I don't want all of this to end."

"What end? This is a beginning."

"For you and Mom. But not for me. I saw this at Grandma and Grandpa Nolan's. They had Uncle Neal and suddenly everything changed. We couldn't make any noise at home because the baby was sleeping and Grandma wouldn't let him out of her sight. Grandpa suddenly didn't have time to take me fishing anymore because he had to get home to Grandma and the baby." Suddenly Killian was acutely aware of what Henry was afraid of. Being left behind. "Henry, I want you to understand something and it's very important that you hear me. Alright?" Henry nodded his head but didn't look up at Killian. "When I came to this town I had nothing and no one except my vengeance. But it was the quest for you in Neverland that changed all that. I was searching alongside your mother to be a part of something and it worked. She made me a part of her life. You've no idea the nights while we were searching for you that she told me all about you. Your grades, your habits, and the incredible story about how you found her. By the time that we found you in Neverland I was no longer searching for you simply to impress your mother, although it played a part. I was looking for you because I wanted to know the lad that had done such impressive things at such a young age. In the last year I've grown to know you as a person outside of your mother and you've become like a son to me. A feeling that has only increased as your mother and I have grown closer. If you've been staying with Regina more lately so that your mother and I can have time together please don't. It is a joy for us to get to do the family things with you. Your mother and I didn't have that growing up. She was in and out of the foster care system. I lost my mother at an early age and my father had left. My brother was all I had. The little things a family does are new to your mother and I and we do cherish them. We are a family. This baby doesn't create it. You and your mother are my family. I need you to understand that. The baby doesn't change that. You and I will still go sailing together, I'll still help you whenever you need it. Love doesn't get divided lad. It multiplies. Your mother and I have more than enough room in our hearts and our lives to love you and the new baby. Do you understand?" Henry finally looked up at Killian, nodding his understanding. There wasn't a necessity for words. Somehow his mothers boyfriend had figured out the core of what he was afraid of and set those fears to rest. He stood up and without thinking about it hugged Killian fiercely, burying his face in his chest. He had had such a short time with his father that it wasn't simply about losing time with Emma that had had him concerned. Killian had become like a father to him and he hadn't felt completely ready to share. As much as this was new to them it was new to him as well. He'd always had Regina but she hadn't been the most affectionate mother. She had improved but his childhood had been lonely and less than ideal. "So we can still go sailing?"

"We'll make an outing of it regularly."

"When the baby is old enough will they come with us?"

"Aye, I would imagine that at times both your mother and the new baby will come out on the boat with us. But I want to make sure that you and I go out without them periodically for some time as mates." Henry smiled and looked back at his mother, who was still sitting on the other side of the room with tears in her eyes. "I'm sorry for what I said Mom. I was just scared."

"I understood that then and I understand that now. I want you to know two things Henry. First, I love you. You are my son, my firstborn. That's something that cannot be replaced. This new baby will be loved just as much but you have no reason to worry that you're going to be left out of this family. I know that things changed at Mary Margaret and David's. But you have to keep in mind that their place is a lot smaller than this. They had one room and a little loft. It was an open space so we had to be quiet and it felt like Neal was everywhere. This house is a lot larger. The baby will be in the room with Killian and me, until they're old enough to be on their own and then we'll figure something out for them. But this is still your house and I'm not going to ask you to be silent in it."

"What's the second thing?"

"The second things is that while I understand that you were upset with us because this took you by surprise you were very disrespectful to both Killian and myself. You don't get to behave that way just because you're upset. I won't have it. If you're angry you can still talk to me in a civilized tone, without slamming doors or walking away. Problems don't get resolved that way. Do you understand me?"

"Yes."

"Good. Now that we've got all this serious stuff out of the way what do you think that we have a game night? Maybe a game of Monopoly?" She knew that it was his favorite game, and the fact that it was a game that was sure to take hours only made the game appealing. "Sounds good. I can't wait to tell Mom and Grandma and Grandpa about the baby." Emma and Kilian exchanged a look and Emma spoke at his encouraging nod. "I'm glad that you're excited now but if you could please hold off on telling anyone for awhile. We want to keep it a family secret."

"Why?"

"It's hard to explain. We want everyone to know but for a while we want to keep it for ourselves. It's Killian's first child and it's my first time getting to have a normal pregnancy. I was in jail when I was pregnant for you. There are things that I'm going to do for the first time and experience for the first time. As much as I cherished my pregnancy with you, because you were my constant companion when I was completely alone, there are things that I'm going to experience this time that I didn't get to before. I just want to enjoy it quietly for as long as possible before the Princess Mothers Club descends upon me with their well meaning advice. Can you contain yourself for a little while? I mean it's not like I can keep it a secret for very long. If my calculations are correction I'm probably already about seven weeks along so I'll be showing soon."

"Yeah I can keep it a secret. In fact it'll be fun to have a family secret again." Emma smiled and set up the board game that Killian had gone to get while she was discussing keeping the baby quiet. As the game began she surveyed the scene. A blanket on her lap, Killian on the couch next to her and Henry sitting on the floor on the other side of the coffee table. Somehow, despite all the craziness, her life was everything she had always wanted.