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"Ok, mom." Henry started, raising an eyebrow at me. "What do you have to tell me that is so important?"
He sat down on the bench I had driven him to. We were facing the Central Park's lake. The place was empty because of the cold, and I was quite happy we were alone. I indeed wanted to talk to him about something, and I had looked for a place where we could be just the both of us. I sat down as well and looked at him with pure innocence, amused by his comment.
"Why do you think we're here to talk about something special? Don't I have the right to spend time with my son?"
"Mom, you bought a box of sweets. It's full of sugar. You would never let me eat that without a good reason. I know you, and I know you always do that when you have something to tell me, because you're afraid of my reaction and you think it's easier to make me happy by offering me pastries before speaking to me."
"I let you eat those things!" I defend myself with a falsely outraged look, trying to ignore the fact that my son was really knowing me all too well.
"Yeah, for Christmas, Thanksgiving, birthdays or any special occasions. But I don't feel like we're celebrating something, am I wrong?"
"And the option that I just want to share junk-food with you didn't cross your mind?"
"Answer me, mom." He said, showing me that he was done playing game with me.
I took a deep breath and moved to sit crossed-legged and the bench. It was cold outside, but the sky was clear and some ducks were playing in the lake. I looked at my son with a little smile. I wanted to talk to him about some important stuffs, but I couldn't resist the temptation to tease him a little bit :
"Ok, kid, I don't know if you've guessed it, but I wanna talk to you about something."
He looked at me with pure annoyance, and I burst out laughing. I always liked to joke with my son, especially because now that he was a teenager, he was always reacting in a funny way. I took a chocolate doughnut from the box and added in a secretive voice :
"Don't look at me like that, because you were wrong. The sweets are not there to coax you. They are here because I needed something to encourage me."
He finally lost his scowl to laugh, and grabbed a croissant from the box to take a bite from it with an obvious pleasure. I myself ate a bit of my pastry, looking at the lake for a few seconds to focus. I eventually looked back to face him and said in a low and more serious voice :
"Look, Henry, I want to talk with a you a little bit, because there are a lot of changes in my life at the moment, and therefore, your life is a bit turned upside down as well."
He frowned and didn't say anything. I wasn't expecting him to be quiet, but I understood that he was waiting for me to continue, so I resumed :
"Your new sibling, the engagement… I want to make sure that everything is okay for you, because you didn't ask for any of this to happen. I just want to ask your opinion. What are you thinking about all of this?"
"Hey, mom." He said, smiling. "I've already told you : as long as your happy, everything is okay. You have been miserable for way too long, and you finally look at peace with yourself. So of course I'm happy for you."
"That's sweet, kid." I said, feeling deeply proud of my son because he was such a kind young boy. "And I'm honestly happy. But I wanna know your opinion. And I mostly want to talk with you about the little one coming into our lives. I want to make sure that you understand why I chose to give you up for adoption and I want to raise this one."
I placed a hand on my rounded out stomach to illustrate my words. I was only six months pregnant, but the baby was already taking a lot of place. I was actually feeling huge and heavy most of the time, but luckily, Killian was always there to comfort me. He was always whispering in my ear that I was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, and I could tell he wasn't lying to reassure me. He was actually thinking it. And it made me feel so much better about myself.
"I get it, mom." He said, frowning. "We talked about it hundreds of times : you wanted to give me my best chance."
"I know, and it's true. It's because I've loved you since the moment I saw you for the first time that I decided to give you away. You deserved to get a real shot in life. But don't try to tell me you didn't feel a bit left aside when we announced my pregnancy."
He looked at me with pure confusion, as if he didn't understand what I was talking about. I added with a smile, wanting to clarify my thoughts :
"Henry, I've been there. My parents gave me up, and I don't blame them anymore because I know now they didn't have a choice. It was me against an entire kingdom, and they had to protect their people. But I'm not going to lie to you : I've been upset when Mary-Margaret told me that she wanted another child. I felt like I wasn't good enough for my parents and that they wanted to try again and have the perfect kid. I wondered for a bit why I hadn't had the chance to have my parents with me growing up, and this child could. I felt unloved and unimportant for so long. These thoughts didn't last long, and I love Neal so much, he's such a lovely little guy. But I would have liked for my parents to talk to me about this decision, I wished that they had reassured me and told me they loved me. But I'm a big girl, and they didn't bother doing it. But you, you're still a child. And I want to talk to you about it, I want to assure you that I don't love this kid more than you : you're both my children, I love you so much, and I haven't gave you up because you didn't matter. I gave you up because I felt like you were important enough to deserve a real chance since I was still a child myself when I had you. I just don't want you to suffer like I did."
"I didn't know you felt this way." He said with a worried look on his face.
"Henry, this is not about me. I'm fine. I just want you to tell me if you feel the same way. We're in the same situation, so I would understand, you know..."
"I… I don't know." He stuttered, staring at the park in front of him as if he was concentrating on what I had just said. "I'm really happy to have a sibling. And our situations aren't that similar, really. I mean, I've been adopted. I didn't feel unwanted as much as you probably did, given the fact that you grew up in the system."
"You're right, kid." I admitted with a nod. "I just want to make sure that you're happy. This time, this child has everything. I have a job, a family, the dad is there with me. When I learned that I was pregnant with you, I was only a teen, I was in jail, I didn't have a job or a place to live, no one I could rely on. I just wanted you to be happy."
"I know mom, and I am. This family is bigger that I could have ever imagined. And I found you. We're together now. That's what matters, right?
"You're a great optimistic, aren't you?" I said with a smile before turning to face him.
I wrapped my arms around him, trying to show him how proud I was of him. I pulled away after a few seconds and kept one of my hand on his shoulder. I smiled at him and said gently :
"I love you so much, kid."
"I love you too, mom."
He smiled back at me and we stayed quiet for a couple of minutes, eating our sweets. I took a moment to enjoy the delightful sensation of the melted chocolate on my tongue.
"And you've never talked about it with Grandma or Grandpa?" My son suddenly started again.
"Huh?" I asked absent-mindlessly, lost into my thoughts.
"You've never talked with them about your feelings?" He insisted, and I turned to face him again with a little wince :
"Henry, I'm a grown-up. They didn't need to talk about that with me. I didn't have the right to interfere with their choice."
"But they've hurt you! You've suffered because of that. You should talk to them, tell them how you feel, we are a family..."
"It was a long time ago, Henry, and it didn't last long. I know they love me. I don't want to stir up the past. It's done, I'm fine and I love my little brother.
"If you say so..."
I glanced at him, a bit surprised that he wasn't trying to argue more. He simply smiled at me in an innocent way, and I gave up, deciding to enjoy my son's company instead of thinking about the past.
"You know what, mom? I'm not against these kind of conversations. You can talk to me whenever you want."
"You're saying that for the sweets, aren't you?" I asked with a smile, stopping the car in front of our house where Killian was probably waiting for us.
"That plays a big part in my opinion, yeah" He answered with a mischievous smile.
I laughed at his comment. We had spent such a wonderful afternoon, laughing together and eating until we got a stomach ache. I had seen my son deeply happy, and I had really enjoyed these moments spend with each other. I had missed our laughter, and it had been a while since we had spent a few moments together without being interrupted by a crisis of some sort.
"I'm really happy to have spent this time with you, kid." I said with a smile.
"Me too, mom." He replied before going out of the car.
I followed him while an unpleasant rain was pricking my face. It was really cold now, and we had decided to shorten our afternoon a bit because of the weather. I had gotten pretty sick after my panic attack two weeks prior (it wasn't a big surprise, really), and I was just starting to get better. Killian was already way to worried to see me go out of the house in the cold again, and I hadn't wanted to make him more anxious.
Lost into my thoughts, I looked at my son as he was walking toward the door. I suddenly had an idea, and I said, hastening my step to get close to him and protect myself from the rain :
"Hey, Henry?"
"Yeah?"
"I promise you that when the baby will be born, we're still gonna have these kinds of moments, just the both of us, okay? Your sibling isn't gonna change anything between us."
"It better!" He said playfully.
I shook my head, amused by his reaction, and followed him inside the house, closing the front door behind me. At the time I had took off my coat, he was already enthusiastically talking to Killian, and I joined them on the living room. I held back a bit, not wanting to break their moment together. Killian had really become a father figure for Henry, and I was so happy to see them so close. Hook was often taking him to sail on the Jolly Roger, and they were regularly spending a few hours just the both of them. A real trust had grown between them, and it really made me feel happy and proud. Killian was going to be the best dad ever, I could tell by the way he was acting with Henry and the love he already had for our unborn child. After a few minutes, my son got off the couch to go into his room, and I walked toward the sofa to sit down next to Hook
"How did it go?" He asked with a smile while I brushed my wet hair behind my shoulder.
"What do you think?" I answered, looking at him with a little smirk
"He seems really happy, so I'd say it did go well."
"Good call."
I stopped talking for a couple of seconds and put one of my leg underneath myself to turn and face Killian. I had an idea, seeing my son and my fiancé so close, and I wanted to find the best words to explain it :
"Babe?"
"Aye, love?"
"So as you know, I just talked with Henry and he assured me that he was happy to have a sibling, but..."
"You're worried?" He guessed, gently smiling at me.
"I just… I see you two together, and you seem so close, and I don't want this to change because you're going to have your own child. He really does like you, you know. I want you both to keep your moments together even when the baby will be born..."
"Because you thought I was planning on stopping them?" He asked, looking a bit surprised by my words.
"No, I trust you. I know you like him too. It's just… I'm scared that everything will change when you'll have a child of your own. He really sees you as a father figure, and I want him to be able to rely on you anytime..."
"Who do you think I am, Swan?" He asked, looking a bit upset.
"I just want him to be happy. And I'm worried about all the changes he has to face at the moment." I said, looking gently at him to make him understand that my demand wasn't induced by a lack of trust.
"Okay, Swan, I get it. But you have to know that at this point, I kinda consider Henry as my son too. I love this kid, he's awesome. But I really don't know if I should be upset by your lack of trust in me, or proud because our child is going to have the best mother that has ever existed." He added in a serious way.
I rolled my eyes, realizing that he was gently teasing me. He laughed and wrapped his arm around my shoulders to pull me closer to him. I finally smiled, unable to stay annoyed at him, and placed one of my hand on his stomach.
"Don't worry, I'll take good care of the lad."
"Thanks, Killian." I said before kissing him on the cheek. "It really means a lot to me, and to him."
"I will teach him how to be a good sailor." He resumed with laughter in his voice.
"I'd rather not." I said, laughing out loud at his teasing.
"I'll teach him a bunch of stuffs. And to the little one too. It's gonna be great, you'll see."
"Hook, I would really like to keep my son as he is. Don't change him into a monster, please." I scoffed.
"Are you calling me a monster?" He said, looking falsely upset.
"No, Let's just say that one sailor in my life is enough."
I turned to face him with a big smile, and he laughed before getting closer to me to press his lips against mine.
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