Emma needs a minute to collect herself. Her wedding will be in two and a half months, she knows that as soon as she knows that she's pregnant, that will start the countdown to whatever evil wants to take her baby. A baby that her mother knows is coming and her fiancé does not, but that's technically because, said baby does not exist yet.

And her father doesn't need to know that he will be a grandfather in the near future.

That'll be enough to screw up anyone.

Still, Emma wishes that she didn't have to carry this burden by herself; she has her mother and she's grateful for her help but what if they can't figure this out in time? What if something happens to her before the baby is born?

What if...?

Calm down, Emma, she reminds herself. This baby hasn't even been conceived yet.

"Emma,"

She looks towards her mother as Snow comes over to her. "I know why you want the wedding to be sooner Emma, but we need this time to figure out our next steps. This evil coming, whatever it is, it's targeted you and your baby and we need to find a way to protect both of you,"

"A child that technically does not exist yet," Emma reminds her, sighing, "Just because I know that I will have a daughter one day, doesn't mean that – the future could change between now and then,"

"Perhaps," Snow reasons, lowering her voice to a whisper, "But between now and then, you and I will be very busy planning for your wedding and that should be more than enough time to figure out what to do about your other problem,"

"Well, I'm not going to worry about it anymore. If I continue worrying, it's going to drive me crazy and I don't want to throw Killian off,"

Snow looks at her curiously. "Does he suspect anything?" she wonders.

Emma sighs, shoulder slumped. "I tried to talk him into having our honeymoon onboard the Jolly Roger because I'm pretty sure in my vision or whatever you want to call it, I gave birth in the castle,"

"Don't worry Emma," Snow says, "We will figure this out,"

Or maybe we don't need to, Emma reasons.

Killian doesn't say anything as he watches Emma reenter the hall with Snow. He knows that something is going on between the two women but he also notices the subtle change in Emma's behavior. She's less worried and anxious, which he originally attributed to having breakfast with her parents. But he feels whatever she's going through, it's something else bigger than the wedding.

He brushes it off for the moment, smiling at her as she takes her seat next to him.

"What were you two conspiring about?" Charming asks.

"Nothing." Snow says quickly. "Only wedding preparations,"

Charming and Killian look to Emma and she blushes. "No too big fluffy dresses and corsets," Emma confirms, "because the last thing I want to happen is to trip over myself or pass out due to lack of oxygen,"

"No big dress," Snow muses, "but the guests..."

"Still non-negotiable," Emma reminds her, standing abruptly, "I didn't sleep very well last night. I think I'm going to take a nap,"

Killian stands too and takes her arm. "I'll escort you to your room because I can do that now," he says proudly, eliciting an eye roll from Charming.

Killian doesn't say anything to Emma until they reach her room, not wanting to upset her again but he needs to know if something is wrong. Emma lets go of his arm, coming back to her room but Killian holds onto her, forcing her to turn around and look at him.

"Killian, what is it?" she asks.

He shrugs. "I don't know, what's bothering you Emma?" he counters.

Emma sighs, smiling at him. "I don't know what you're talking about," she lies.

"You know, you are a horrible liar," he retorts, letting go of her arm and walking inside the room. "I didn't think so much about it this morning, you asking me if it was possible to have our wedding on the Roger or going away for the honeymoon but now, you're anxious to have the wedding sooner than later,"

Emma sits down on her bed, removing her earrings. "So, I wanted to have the wedding sooner. That's not a big deal. I love you,"

"I love you and I do want to be with you Emma, more than anything, but this relationship can only work if we're honest with each other. I learned that lesson the hard way, but it should work both ways, love," he continues, coming over and taking her hands in his. "Now, please, if there's anything that's bothering you, you know you can tell me,"

Emma smiles at him thoughtfully. "I know I can tell you anything," she muses, "I know how hard we fought to be together and I sincerely hope that we do not have to fight to have the future we want together,"

"We shouldn't have too, everything should be smooth sailing for us here on out," he reasons, looking at her curiously. "Is there any reason to believe it won't be?"

"The witch, she has a history with my family Killian," Emma starts, "She wanted to kill me and I ate the poisonous apple...she could come after us again and we need to be ready for her if she attacks us again,"

Killian sighs, leans over and kisses her forehead. "Is that what has you all worried? That she might come after us again?" he asks.

"Aren't you worried?" Emma counters. "She blames my mother for separating her from her daughter and she could do the same thing to us in the future,"

"I understand love but since there's no child between us to speak of, there's no reason to be worried at the moment," Killian offers, smirking, "not that I wouldn't mind you having my baby. I would like a son. I could teach him how to fight like a pirate, or former pirate,"

"I would love nothing more than to have a family with you, Killian," Emma says, turning and hugging him. "I just don't want either of us to keep fighting for what's rightfully ours; our happiness,"

"I know love," he soothes.

Killian is convinced that something is going on, even if Emma did not specifically say so. He leaves her alone to

take a nap and quietly slips out of the room, finding Snow White talking quietly with Red. Killian smirks, coming up to them.

"First, you're conspiring with my fiancé and now, with her godmother," he starts.

"We're not conspiring," Red retorts, "Snow was just going over wedding plans with me,"

Snow looks curiously at the former pirate. "What is it Killian?" she asks.

He shrugs, crossing his arms. "I don't know, but I'm beginning to suspect that there's more going on than simple wedding planning," he says and Snow shifts uncomfortably, "and you know about it,"

Red looks between Snow and Killian and steps away. "The only plans I know about are wedding plans," Red reassures him, "so, I'm going to stay out of this one,"

"What did Emma say to you?" Snow wonders.

"You do know something," Killian continues, "Please Snow, if you know what's bothering her..."

"She didn't tell you?"

"She refuses to talk about and I don't even know what it is,"

Red sighs. "If it – is a metaphor for something we're not supposed to be talking about – then I think I'm definitely staying out of this conversation," she reasons, backing away again.

"Well, it is very important at the moment, at least not for another month and a half, and then sometime afterwards," Snow continues, sighs and puts her hands on his shoulders, smiling. "There's no need to worry about anything. I'm sure when Emma is ready, she will talk to you about whatever's bothering her,"

"That's reassuring," he says, "but I can't even have a hint about what it might be?"

"No," Snow says finally, "Not from me anyway,"

Killian doesn't how to respond to that cryptic and very complicated explanation. "Do I need to be worried about anything?" he asks simply.

"Not right now," Snow assures him.

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