Emma.

She's never been before in a relationship that felt healthy from the very start. She never understood what the word "Healthy" meant when people were referring to a relationship. But whatever the meaning is, it has to be very close to the relationship Killian and her had developed. Yes, they were barely starting things up, but everything felt so easy, in a good sense of the word. To make a date appointment was easy, they agree quite fast on time or place, sometimes they just stayed home and read in silence next to each other, or they end up watching tv, agreeing easily on a show to watch. Simple things she never managed to have with Neal. She is not trying to compare because there is no comparison, but she's acknowledged many things she never had before with a partner.

But there was one thing missing between them still, she's the one who's been trying to delay it for them, and Killian has been supportive of whatever she needs. But that does not mean she doesn't want to go for it. Every time they found themselves on a steamy make out session it was getting harder and harder to ignore her whole body pulsing to the rhythm of his every move. Being honest with herself she was scared, things were so good between them, and sex always ruins things. When she met Neal, he was all fantastic and supportive, and sweet, then the more they had sex the more distant he seemed, as if he was so secure of her, he wouldn't even try to court her anymore. Well, eventually she fell for his roommate and here she is.

They have been dating for almost a month, and Emma's been staying at his place a lot or sometimes he works late and ends up knocking at her door staying at her place, the both of them already have a bunch of things in the other's apartment. But they have not taken that final step that will seal their physical relationship. Everything was what you can call perfect, Killian is an amazing partner, thoughtful, generous, sweet, considered, and with an amazing plus of being sinfully hot. And all those adjectives and probably more that she can't think about right this moment, makes what she's going through today more difficult.

She's right at this moment, hiding inside one of the stools of her office's bathroom, biting intently one of her fingernails almost drawing blood out of her finger, holding with her other hand a pregnancy test waiting for the result. She is late, she's been for a while but she said to herself at first it was because of the stress of the brake up, then her body felt as if it was coming at any time but never did, and she's been so happily lost in the first stage of her relationship with Killian that she let time go by without even noticing. But by this time the responsible thing to do was to take a test. After the three longest minutes she's had to endure in her entire life she saw the very clear form of a positive sign. She froze for a minute, then she threw the test in the garbage bin she walked out of the stool feeling numb and washed her hands, she looked at herself on the mirror, her head was imploding, so her body was working on autopilot. She stared at her reflection for a long time, without really looking at herself, lost in her thoughts or at least trying to make sense of what she just found out. She walked out of the bathroom and went straight to her desk, her eyes looking straight ahead to nothing in particular, then she heard Elsa's voice.

"Emma? Are you alright?"

"Huh?" she managed to ask looking at her friend's eyes.

"You look pale. Are you ok?"

"How accurate is a home pregnancy test?" she asked ignoring Elsa's questions. Elsa frowned worriedly.

"From what I know they can give you a false negative, but if it is positive is quite accurate. Are you pregnant?"the girl asked surprised. Emma's eyes traveled to her desk feeling lost and nodded softly "Oh my god…" Elsa exclaimed pulling a chair and sitting next to Emma, worried clear on her face "Dear, you shouldn't worry so much. Killian seems like a very nice guy, I'm sure you are worrying for nothing" when Emma heard her words looked her in the eyes again, tears barely concealed.

"You are right, he is nice, and sweet, and the most amazing man I've ever been with…He doesn't deserve this" tears crossed her face, and Elsa grabbed one of her hands, looking at her with a sincere smile.

"Sweetie…It is soon for the both of you, but I'm sure you can work it out. I bet he'll be thrilled"

"No, he won't…We haven't…he's not the father" Emma tried to explain and Elsa's expression was as frozen as Emma's was a few minutes ago "Of course everything was too good to be truth. Emma Swan was not brought to this world to have nice things"

"Don't say that. You have a nice thing growing inside you right now. Yes, things are…complicated, but a baby is something to be happy about…Do you...Do you want this baby?" Elsa asked with a worried frown. Emma looked into her eyes thoughtfully then she put a hand over her stomach.

"Of course" she said softly "I…I'm just sadden because I'll lose Killian"

"You don't know that"

"I can't ask him to do this with me. It's easy if we just broke up" Elsa shook her head.

"Just talk to him, give him a chance to make a choice for his own, don't make it for him…And you should make a doctor's appointment" Emma nodded and Elsa went back to her desk, her friend knows her well enough to give her space.

She texted Killian, after a few minutes trying to get back to the paper work on her desk and failing, asking him to meet her tonight at her apartment. She needs to do this today, he texted back almost immediately as he used to that he'll bring dinner, she started to text back not to do it but then she reconsidered, she didn't want to predisposed him to a bad conversation, so she deleted what she had written and texted back a simple 'Ok'.

She wants to be a mother, of course she wants that. But she was not expecting it right now. She had this dream of having a baby with someone she loves and loves her back, so they can raise this kid together. She never wanted to see Neal again, now she has to, maybe. She didn't want to think about Neal. Killian and his beautiful smile was on the front of her mind.

Killian.

He was waiting for his food to go at Granny's. So he decided to call Tink.

"So he lives" she said as soon as she answered the call.

"Yeah yeah, don't waste precious time by being petty" he answered annoyed.

"I thought you forgot I existed at all" he could hear the smile and he smiled back.

"Well I have called but you've been busy with your new conquest"

"Oh come on, we are just friends" she defended herself.

"Yeah right!"

"What we do inside closed doors is none of your business" she replied giggling.

"Ughh…bad idea to call you"

"I'm messing up with you. So…how are you?" she asked curiosity clear on her voice.

"I'm very well, thanks for asking" he said smiling.

"So it was worth all the waiting and all the drama"

"It was"

"Don't mess it up" she warned him.

"I don't intend to, love" he said with a goofy smile "How are you? Is the bloke treating you well?"

"Stop it. We are just getting to know each other…but he is fine"

"Well I'm just happy you keep him away from Emma" he joked.

"They are just friends, you need to stop it with that" she answered probably rolling her eyes.

"I know, It's just good to know he is interested in someone else" at that moment the waiter put a big brown bag in front of him "Love, I need to go. I would love to see you soon, I'll call you tomorrow"

"Love to hear your voice Jones, keep it coming…Say hi to Emma for me"

"I will, bye"

He paid for the food, and took his leave. He was happy he was seeing Emma tonight, well they see each other almost every night at least for a little while, but it's been a busy couple of days, and their last meeting was way too briefly for his taste. He was planning to have a nice quiet dinner, maybe watch some tv or whatever Emma is up to, and sleep right next to her. And he needs to tell her he has to make a trip to New York, there are some business he has to attend there and he hopes she can go with him for a couple days. He parked in front of Emma's building and walked inside smiling to whoever he approached, so this is what it feels to be happy. He knocked on the door and Emma was there almost immediately, a frown replaced his smiled when he looked into her eyes. She's been crying that's obvious, her eyes were red rimmed and she looked…well it was difficult to describe the way she looked, the words that came to his mind was Lost.

"Come in" she said softly trying to smile and not really succeeding. He walked in and put the bag on the table.

"What's wrong?" he asked. Emma frowned but ignored his question.

"Are you hungry? We could eat first?" she asked avoiding his eyes and he really worried then.

"Whatever you want, love"

"I want to eat" she said and started walking toward the table, but he put himself on her way, grabbed her chin forcing her to look into his eyes.

"Whatever it is you know you can talk to me, right?" and looked into her eyes waiting for an answer.

"I know" she said finally and he let her walk past him. He made a vow not to push her into anything, and whatever is going on, he trusts she will tell him as soon as she gathers her confidence. He sat down on the table and watched her in silence put their food into plates, finally she sat down and took a bite from her sandwich, after a few minutes she seemed more relaxed and started talking "how was your day?"

"Ahhm...very good" he answered with a smile taking the opportunity to ease the mood, try to make her comfortable so she can tell him eventually what's going on "Things in New York are happening and I have to travel there very soon. I was actually thinking we can go together for a couple of days" Emma looked surprised "…if you are able to, of course" she smiled with nostalgia, and he felt so confused.

"I don't know…"

"You don't have to tell me right away, maybe you need to check your schedule or something" he tried to explain and she just nodded staring at her sandwich. This is the most uncomfortable dinner he ever had with this woman, and it was slowly pushing his temper, but he knows he needs to give her time to put into words whatever is going on in her head.

"I wish I met you before, a few years earlier, when I felt the world was against me, when everything was wrong in my life, I wish I met you then" she said after a few minutes of silence staring at the uneaten half of her sandwich, she looked into his eyes before she added "You would've been a very good influence in my life" Killian frowned trying to make sense of her words, trying to understand where is she coming from.

"Maybe a few years earlier I was too much of a mess to be good for you. Although, I'm pretty sure I would had been a sucker for you even then" he smiled softly and she mirrored his smile. She then stared at her half eaten sandwich as it held all the answers of the universe in it "Ok. I'm not hungry anymore, and you evidently aren't either. What's going on? You are worrying me" She looked into his eyes for a few seconds, then she closed her eyes tightly and he knew the truth was coming, she opened her eyes before speaking.

"I'm pregnant" she said frowning in concentration. For a few seconds Killian stayed still, his mouth slightly open in surprise, the world colliding inside his head, his only focus were Emma's green eyes "I'm sorry" she added and that awoke him from his trance.

"Why are you apologizing?" he asked almost whispering, it wasn't easy to find his voice with his mind imploding from the inside.

"Because…This between us it could have been good. I'm so sorry…I'm just glad we haven't…that'd be even more confusing" she said staring at her hands on the table looking completely embarrassed.

"It could have been?" he asked confused. Is she seriously breaking up with him without giving him a bloody chance to say a single word? Emma looked up into his eyes.

"I can't and I won't put you through this…This is the best for everyone"

"I will agree this is…is…complicated…But you have to give me more than just one minute to take it in" he said trying with all his might to control his temper, because what he really wanted to do was to take a glass and crash it against the wall or on Neal's face.

"There's not much to think about…Maybe you don't see it now, but soon I'll be walking around with a huge bump carrying another man's baby inside me and you will resent it, I rather have a clean break now than a messy one later"

"So, let me see if I get this thing right. You brought me here on false pretenses, made me sit here and have the most awkward dinner ever to tell me in the end to fuck off. You might as well text me the news and avoid me this nonsense" he said a bit too loud, got up and walked to the closest window trying to calm down. Then he heard Emma's voice.

"Is not nonsense, is not a puppy we are talking about here" He turned to look into her eyes, they were filled with unshed tears.

"The nonsense is you breaking up with me" he barely got the words out, because a huge not formed in his throat just with the idea.

"Is easy this way" she said cleaning a tear that finally left one of her eyes.

"Easy for whom?" he asked frustrated raking a hand through his hair.

"For you" she said cleaning more tears, but looking sure of her words.

"You really don't understand how I feel about you. Because what you call 'easy' sounds like the most difficult thing in the world"

"I think you better go" was all she answered back and he could almost hear his heart breaking.

"Whatever you need, love" he said sarcastically, his own words turned into him, and she knew it, she knew he'll do whatever she asks him to do, even leaving her. He started walking towards the door, but before he reached it he turned around to look at her again, she looked so broken, probably as broken as him but he knows her good enough to know that staying it could be worst than leaving right now "I'm not giving up on you…" her tears were running freely, she stopped cleaning them a while ago. She was staring at her hands "I love you, you know…" she looked surprised but didn't look up at him "And I hate to say it right now, but I really don't know if you'll give me another chance to" he opened the door and gave her a last look before he walked out. He closed the door and lie against it and heard Emma sobbing inside, he's been through a lot of crap, a lot of heartbreaking shit, but this is going to the top. His hand reached for the door knob by pure instinct and to his luck the door was unlocked, he opened it and walked inside. She looked up instantly, he was almost running towards her, she stood up from the chair and their body's collided in a tight hug.

A/N: I wrote two different takes of chapter 11. With two different roads to take. It was hard to decide wich one was better. But as I said in the note I left in the last chapter, what happened in this one is what I thought about from the very start, before I even started writting the whole thing, it was hard to trust my muse, but in the end after reading both takes this one was the best one. So I really hope you like where this is going. I'm not trying to turn it into a pregnancy fic, is not about that. I really like to add Henry to my fics, because Emma is many things but being a mother is one of her most amazing features. And a baby it's the last gift from Neal, so he will keep messing up this relationship making things hard for our favorite couple.