HEY GUYS I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS NEW CHAPTER

7 MONTHS LATER…

Killian awoke next to Emma, his arm protectively caressing the swell of her stomach. He sighed with contentment. In the past 7 months, a lot had changed. He and Emma had gotten their own apartment, and were sharing a bed. Emma was now officially showing (and was bigger than ever), so now the whole town was abuzz with her pregnancy. Although, in these past 7 months, no one had heard anything about the Snow Queen. This bothered Killian immensely. What if that damned Snow Witch was after Emma and their unborn child? Emma subconsciously snuggled further into his embrace and sighed with contentment. "Emma, I love you so much." He whispered, knowing that she couldn't hear him. But now that they were saying the phrase actively, he couldn't say it enough. He pressed a soft kiss to her neck, and then to her lips. "Killian…" She moaned. He smiled. She was having another one of her dreams again. He pressed a soft kiss to her stomach, muttering "Good morning, little one." Into her skin.

"Should we start talking about names, love?" Killian asked with excitement. "Umm…I assume you have some in mind then?" Killian nodded. "How about Isabelle, or Stella, or uh…. Rosalie?" "How did you come up with Rosalie?" Emma wondered. "I've always liked that name, there are many variations of it in the Enchanted Forest." Killian lied "Rosalie Swan." Emma tested. Killian cleared his throat. "Uh...why not Jones?" "Because Rosalie Jones sounds weird." Emma protested. And Killian had to admit, she had a point, and they weren't even married yet. "Well, we could try Stella Jones." He suggested "Or Isabelle Swan-Jones." "Okay, but what would her nickname be? I do like Rosie." "Me too." Killian admitted. "Rosalie Swan." Emma repeated. "I do like it but…." "We don't have to decide right now, love. We've still got 3 more months." "You're right." She said, kissing him softly. "But what about middle names?"

Emma was out shopping for nursery supplies with Snow, and Henry was with Regina. It was just David and Killian alone in the loft. "So, mate…Emma and I have been discussing names. She likes "Rosalie Swan" so far, but we're l considering Isabelle and Stella." David looked confused. "Why "Rosalie"? I've hardly even heard that name in the Enchanted Forest or anywhere, for that matter. "Well I told Emma that there were variations in our world, but I didn't tell her the real reason. My first love, my Milah, she always loved that name after reading it once in a book. She always told me that if we ever had a daughter, she wanted to name it Rosalie." Killian was tearing up. "Oh, so the name is sentimental. It is a beautiful name. "David said thoughtfully "David, there was also one other thing I wanted to talk to you about. I'm thinking of asking Emma to marry me." David smiled "You have my blessing, if that's what you're getting at." "Aye, mate, but do you think she will say yes?" "If she loves you, then you have nothing to worry about."

"So Mom, have you got any ideas for middle names?" Emma said as she and her mother paced the aisles of the baby store. "Does this mean you have a first name?" Mary Margaret asked excitedly. "Uh…yeah sort of but I don't want to tell anyone until we have decided." "Okay well what about Charlotte?" Snow asked "Rosalie Charlotte Swan." Emma muttered. "Rosalie?" Snow repeated. That's unusual. "Killian wanted it. " Emma explained. "Umm 'Charlotte' is a maybe." "Okay, what about Charlotte Isabelle Swan?" "That's a good one, but I think Killian wants Rosalie and so do I. What aboutIsabelle? Rosalie Isabelle Swan?" Snow smiled. "I love it!" Emma looked down at her stomach and rubbed it softly. "I can't wait to meet you Rosalie."

Killian and Emma lay tangled in each other's embrace. Killian's hand rested protectively over Emma's stomach. "Killian? Why Rosalie?" Killian smiled softly. "My first love, Milah, she adored that name. She always said that if we ever had a daughter, she wanted to name it Rosalie." "That's nice. Mary Margaret and I came up with a middle name. Rosalie Isabelle Swan." "Emma, I love it. I love you." He placed a kiss at the top of her stomach, then to her neck, then to her lips. They both sighed in contentment. There was no place they would rather be. "Emma, there's something that I have been wanting to ask you for the longest time now." "What is it, Killian?" "Emma Swan, would you do me the honor of marrying me?" She pulled him in for a deep, gentle kiss. "I thought you'd never ask." And for one brief, shining moment, everything was right with the world.

Review? Whoever can guess why I named her Rosalie first gets to choose a plot point that I will work into the story.