A/N: Okay, I know I took a long time to update, but I needed a break to work on other things and take care of personal matters and honestly, I've just been stressed about this story and I've changed some things that I had planned originally. Thank you all for bearing with me and putting up with my terrible cliffhangers. I can't say the next chapters will be much better, but I don't plan them that way, the story just sort of writes itself :). The usual warnings apply, including smut and mentions of rape and abuse. Anyway, enough babbling. Hope you enjoy.

Emma sighed softly, feeling lips and tongue on her skin, the tingle between her legs growing by the second. Eyes still closed, her hands reached for the back of his head, her fingers weaving through his soft hair. His mouth was hot on her stiffened nipple as he sucked, twirling his tongue around the bud.

"Killian… please..." Her quiet words were full of encouragement that seemed to fuel his movements.

He growled against her skin, sending vibrations through her as his hand reached for her clit. She quivered, her core throbbing for him as she waited in anticipation. His thumb was pressed into her nub as he started rubbing circles with his fingers, groaning with her breast still in his mouth. Softly bucking her hips into his touch, she cried out quietly, happily surrendering her body to him. She was too tired to protest, not that she wanted to. His hands and lips and tongue felt incredible on her.

He was soon releasing her breast from his mouth and kissed both of her nipples before lowering himself to her aching center. His tongue was instantly on her slit, encouraging her to open herself up for him. "Mmm… I want to lick you, love. Spread your legs for me," he begged sweetly in between a trail of kisses down her folds. She immediately obliged, lifting her knees and spreading her legs to give him full access to her. She was so wet and dripping, she knew it wouldn't take long for her to come in his mouth.

He nuzzled her entrance with his nose, letting her irresistible aroma invade his senses. She moaned in anticipation, bucking her hips again, begging for his talented mouth that she had dreamt about since they day he ate her out in his office. If it were possible, she became even more aroused just thinking about it.

His tongue dove into her warmth and began licking and nipping as he caressed her thigh with his hand. She was moaning and tugging on his dark locks to pull him closer, and her responses seemed to inspire him to move quicker, using more tongue and growling as he feasted on her wonderful flesh. His hand moved to her belly, lovingly soothing her skin. She happily accepted everything he offered, no longer feeling the insecurities she had last night. He made her feel so beautiful and desirable, something she wasn't used to, especially since her belly had grown to the size it was.

Killian groaned, thoroughly enjoying lapping up everything she had with his incredible tongue as he brought his hand to her thigh again, lifting her leg and holding it into place for better access. Her body was writhing, consistent moans escaping into the air as she let him bring her to the edge. It was different than last time. There was no teasing or torturing; he seemed to be just devouring her cunt into his mouth like a man starved. Not that she was complaining; she enjoyed every second of it and was crumbling to pieces in a matter of minutes. He drew in her hard nub, sucking her clit greedily until she was coming and screaming out in blissful pleasure that left her muscles convulsing.

He gave a final stroke of his tongue, making her wince before he pressed a wet, delicate kiss to her thigh, breathing heavily on her skin.

Her eyes fluttering open, she was coming down from her high as he made a trail of soft, wet kisses up her stomach and breasts until he reached her lips. "Morning, love."

"A very good morning, indeed," Emma breathed with a smile falling over her lips as he captured them slowly. She sighed into the kiss, closing her eyes again and savoring the taste of her essence on his tongue. She reached for him, running her hands up his chest before realizing he was wearing clothes. She broke the kiss, gently pushing him away. "You got dressed?"

"Aye. I got a call and had to deliver a baby." He covered them in blankets and laid next to her, wrapping his arm around her as she curled up into his embrace. "I was hoping you'd still be here when I came back."

She looked at him, surprised. "I didn't even notice that you were gone, honestly. I slept like a rock."

"Good, I'm glad. I didn't want to wake you, so I left you a note." He kissed her cheek and she could feel the broad shape of his lips against her skin.

"You seem awfully happy for just getting back from the hospital," she teased with a weak laugh.

He lifted a flirty brow, biting his bottom lip. "Hmmm… I wonder why that is. The wonderful dinner we had last night, the delightful dessert followed by even more dessert, sleeping next to you or having some delicious morning breakfast in bed. Did I mention the amazing sex?"

Emma laughed. "Actually no. You implied it three times but no, you didn't mention the word itself."

"Well… that's what you get for asking questions you already know the answer to," he teased playfully.

Emma lightly smacked his shoulder as she kissed his lips. When she pulled away, she could see something else in his expression. It was happiness, but a different kind. Perhaps excitement. "Okay, what else is making you happy?"

Killian blushed as he scratched behind his ear with his free hand. "Ah, you do have quite the superpower, love. Well… I was going to tell you over an actual breakfast but I guess now is as good a time as any."

Her face fell slightly in confusion. "What is it?"

"Liam called me before I came home and I stopped over at his house for a moment because he had some news… it turns out he and his wife are having a baby."

Emma's eyes lit up in shock. "That's great! I'm so happy for them…. but I thought that… I mean when we ran into eachother at the store he was buying…."

"Protection and tampons? I know. I was surprised too. But I could tell just by looking at her this morning that she was pregnant. They recently started trying again and were trying to throw me off so I wouldn't butt in like last time."

"Last time?"

He sighed softly, his smile fading a bit. "Cordelia was pregnant a year ago but she had a miscarriage. They both took it pretty hard."

"Oh my god. That's awful."

"Aye, it was. They had been trying for years before that, with my help… I started her with fertility treatments and I may have been a little too encouraging, but only because I love them both and I couldn't wait to have a little niece or nephew. They were so happy when I told her she was pregnant… but when I had to be the one to tell her that she lost the baby… it was devastating."

"So they made you think that they weren't trying when they were?"

"Well, they didn't want to get their hopes up or mine I guess. But they actually got pregnant before they started actively trying again, from what I gathered. I doubt that they used condoms every time." With that, he let out a small laugh. "Sorry, I'm used to talking about this stuff with my patients, it doesn't even phase me anymore. Liam always gets embarrassed by me when I start talking conception methods, especially when it involves him and his wife, which is why they didn't want me to butt in."

"I could imagine," Emma laughed. "Well, I will have to congratulate them when I see them."

"Thanks, love. They would like that. Liam was so ecstatic… but I couldn't help but think that something was bothering him."

"Like what? Do you think he might be worried about Cordelia having another miscarriage?"

"No, I don't think so. They both seemed pretty optimistic about it, but I'm not sure what else could be bothering him."

"Do you think he knows about us?"

Killian looked at her, a little thrown off that she asked him that. "No, I'm sure that's not it. No one knows about us… well except for Ruby. But she figured it out on her own."

"Yeah I figured that she knew…" Emma chewed on her bottom lip, contemplating whether she should tell him who else knew.

Killian could see the look of uncertainty in her eyes. "What is it, love?"

She sighed in surrender. "Ruby's not the only one who figured it out."

"She's not?"

"No. James knows also."

Killian suddenly released her and sat up, looking down at her, a mixture of concern and anger in his eyes. "He knows about us?"

Emma sat up as well, clutching onto the sheet to keep her chest covered. "He figured it out like Ruby did. Besides, he won't tell anyone."

Killian let out a heavy sigh as he stood from the bed. "Emma, I know that you trust him, but I don't."

"Killian… I promise he won't."

"And how can you be sure? He deceived you when you first met, haggling you out of fifty bucks."

"I know, but he's different now. He would never hurt me. Besides, I'm not your patient anymore. Does it really matter if people find out about us?"

"Yes, it does. Emma, I have a reputation in this town," he bit out, irritated.

"That's all you're worried about - your reputation?" Emma stood up sharply, wrapping the sheet around her as she searched for her clothes, picking up her dress and underwear.

"Of course not. Emma, I risked my job to be with you. Do you think I would have done that if I didn't care about you?"

She didn't answer him as she started to pull on her panties, keeping herself covered with the sheet.

He closed his eyes briefly, drawing in a long breath. "Love, I've seen you naked. You don't have to cover yourself up."

She still attempted to put on the bra while holding the sheet, but it didn't work very well and she finally threw the sheet on the bed and then still struggled to snap her bra into place, huffing a sigh of frustration with her back turned to Killian.

"Let me help you…" He walked over and she sighed in defeat, letting her arms fall as he stepped behind her, latching her bra. She felt his breath on her shoulder and found it difficult to breathe in such close proximity to him. "Love, I'm sorry, I just think it's too soon to tell anyone. The medical board may not take it so kindly if they knew I was having any romantic relations with a newly former patient of mine." His voice was soft, slowly calming her as he swiped her disheveled locks over to one shoulder. "I'm sorry I got upset at you about James when I myself let it slip to Ruby." Killian laid tender kisses to her shoulder as he placed his hands on her arms, his thumbs caressing her skin. "I just don't want to see you get hurt by him, that's all."

Emma turned around in his arms and wrapped her hands around the back of his neck, looking deeply into his eyes. "I won't. Just trust me that I know he won't hurt me."

"I trust you completely," he whispered softly. "It's him I don't."

Emma leaned in and rested her forehead against his as his hands went to either side of her belly. "I know."

"I don't want to ruin anything with you. You make me happy and I want to do everything I can to make sure you are as happy as I am, so I'm putting my faith in you, love."

She gave him a small smile. "Thank you."

He shook his head slightly. "I should be thanking you. My life has been so much better since you've been in it," he said sincerely with a smile before kissing her forehead and caressing her cheek. "Now, why don't I make you breakfast and we can enjoy the rest of our morning together?"

She nodded and kissed his lips. "Okay." She put on her dress, allowing him to zip it up and she took his hand, letting him lead her out of the bedroom. He finally gave her the tour he promised her, showing her the bedrooms, explaining that he and Milah had planned on using them for when they adopted. Killian and Milah had discussed it several times since she couldn't bear children, but never got the chance to. But now, he would have a spare bedroom for his niece or nephew when they came to visit. And perhaps for a family in the future.

After the tour, they had a leisurely Saturday morning. Killian cooked them breakfast and they ate at the breakfast nook, chatting casually. They went upstairs to take a shower together and she let him wash every inch of her decadent skin before they made love in bed as he reminded her again how incredibly beautiful she was.

On Wednesday, Emma showed up to Dr. Tink's clinic and sat anxiously in the waiting room. She had already called to set an appointment and Killian had transferred all of her medical information over. Rosabell and Killian were still not on speaking terms so no questions were asked, but Emma had a feeling she would be questioning her about it.

"Emma Swan."

She heard the nurse calling her name and Emma stood, following behind her as she was led to one of the patient rooms. Emma went through the normal procedures and was left to put on the plastic gown as she waited for the doctor.

"Morning Emma." Dr. Tink walked in and shut the door behind her, holding a clipboard in her hand as Emma flashed her a fake smile. Emma hadn't seen the doctor since she had to watch her put the moves on Killian and the image came rushing back to her. A pang of jealousy shot through her stomach, even though she knew she shouldn't be jealous. After all, Killian was her boyfriend now and adamantly expressed his feelings for Emma and assured her that he had no interest in the pretty, blonde doctor. But still, this was a terrible idea.

"Good morning," Emma spoke politely. The doctor, however, seemed chipper and exuberant but Emma didn't think too much of it. She just couldn't wait to get this appointment over with.

"I was surprised to hear that I would be your new doctor."

"Yeah…" Emma chewed on her bottom lip, remembering what she and Killian had discussed. "I've been seeing someone recently and he's kind of the jealous type, so he didn't want me to see a male doctor." Emma realized how this made her look as soon as the words left her mouth.

Dr. Tink eyed her suspiciously. "Well, excuse me for saying so, but isn't that your decision to make, not your boyfriend's?"

Emma nodded, relieved that she at least bought it. "Yes, but I really like this guy, so if I had to make a few changes to be with him then so be it." God, she sounded so lame and she knew it. But this was something that Neal would feel insecure about. When Neal found out she was pregnant, he scheduled the appointments, making sure Emma had a female OB and not a male one and said that if he found out any man was examining her, he would kill them. He even showed up to the appointments just to make sure her doctor was a female. He also made sure not to leave any bruises on Emma so no questions would be asked. Although she definitely paid for it later when he finally blew up and attacked her, pushing her on the floor and forcing himself on her to prove that he still controlled her, no matter how much she struggled against him.

Emma wished he had never found out she was pregnant, but she thought that if she told him, he would take it easier on her. That of course did not work. Besides, her baby bump started to show and he would eventually figure it out on his own and would be even angrier that she didn't tell him and would have beaten her to a pulp, pregnant or not.

"Well, that's a shame," Dr. Tink said, pulling Emma from her thoughts. "I know Killian really enjoyed you as a patient. He said you were never afraid to ask questions if you were concerned about something. And doctors love those kinds of patients. It puts less stress on us."

"Dr. Jones is a great doctor. I just prefer a female OBGYN," Emma stated, hopefully ending the conversation there.

"Okay. Well, I will do my best to take care of you as good as he did. He sent me over the paperwork so I have all of your information."

Emma nodded and Dr. Tink put on her stethoscope and strapped a rubber cuff around Emma's arm to take her blood pressure. "Killian really is a great guy. I've known him for a long time. I probably shouldn't be telling you this but I really like him."

Emma cringed. She really preferred not to hear about the doctor's feelings for her boyfriend. But the doctor kept rambling on.

"And at first I didn't think he felt the same way. I tried to kiss him at your birthday party and he pushed me away so I backed off. We hadn't spoken since. But now I'm getting mixed signals and I don't know what to think."

Emma looked at her, confused as Dr. Tink removed her stethoscope and the blood pressure cuff. "How so?"

A blushing smile took over the doctor's face as she sat on the stool in front of Emma, a dreamy look in her eyes. "Well, I just heard this rumor going around that Killian started… but it could be nothing," Dr. Tink explained, shaking her head. "I don't even know if it's true."

"What kind of rumor?" Emma asked, honestly curious to say the least.

"A colleague and friend of mine told me that Killian told some other doctors that he and I slept together, which we didn't, but it just made me wonder why he would say something like that unless he had feelings for me too or that he wanted to sleep with me."

Emma felt like the air in her lungs had escaped her as she tried to digest what Tink was telling her. She took a deep breath and spoke in a breezy tone, to cover up her confusion and anger. "It's probably something someone made up. And even if it were true, boasting to his friends that he slept with someone when he didn't; don't you think that's a little high-schoolish? I mean do you really want to be with someone who would talk to his friends about you like that?"

Tink nodded, seeing her point. "You're right, but it's just so unlike him. I guess I don't know what to think."

"Listen, I think you should be with someone who actually wants to be with you, instead of someone who just spreads rumors around. You deserve so much more." Emma's tone was sincere as she flashed her a smile.

Rosabell returned it. "Thank you. That's sweet of you to say."

"No problem. I happen to know someone who is interested in you, but he's afraid you're too good for him. Which you might be," she admitted with a small laugh. "But he's a really good guy if you get to know him."

"Really?" The doctor asked, intrigued.

"Yeah. His name is James Nolan. Do you know him?"

"Only that he's David's twin brother. I saw him at your birthday party. Honestly, I thought he was the boyfriend you were referring to."

Emma shook her head. "No, he's just a friend."

"Okay, well I guess it wouldn't hurt to meet him." Dr. Tink got up and wrote down her number for her to give to James. "Could you make sure he gets this?"

Emma could see the disappointment in her eyes about Killian and she felt a twist of guilt in her stomach, even though she knew she shouldn't. Dr. Tink was obviously smitten for Killian and it was best not to let her get her hopes up and leave her even more disappointed and hurt in the long run. Maybe, this way she could be able to move on and be with someone who wants to be with her. Emma convinced herself that she was doing Rosabell a favor. Emma nodded towards her purse that was sitting in a chair by the door. "Of course. Just slip it in my purse."

"Thank you." The doctor obliged and stuck the small piece of paper in Emma's bag before making preparations for Emma's exams.

Emma tried her best to get through the rest of her appointment without letting the anger inside of her bubble to the surface, convincing herself that Killian would not spread a rumor like that. It had to be a mistake.

After Emma scheduled her next appointment with Dr. Tink, she walked into the waiting room and spotted Belle sitting in one of the chairs, reading a magazine. "Belle?"

The brunette looked up from the magazine and a warm smile graced her lips. "Emma! It's so nice to see you." She set the magazine aside and used the arms of the chair to push herself up. She looked as though she were about to have the baby any second. "How are you and the baby doing? Did that book help?"

"Yeah it did. We're both fine. And you?"

"We're doing great." Belle placed her hand on her belly. "I'm so ready to have her. Just wait. The last few weeks of pregnancy are the worst."

"I can imagine."

"I'm surprised to see you. I thought Dr. Jones was your doctor."

"Yeah, he was but…" Before she could finish, a man's voice interrupted the conversation as he approached Belle and put his arm around her, kissing her cheek. "I'm sorry I'm late, dear. Is it time to go in yet?"

"Not yet. Honey, this is Emma. I met her at the bookstore."

When he turned to look at Emma, her face turned a pasty white and her jaw fell on its own accord.

"Emma. Nice to meet you," he greeted her as he stuck out his hand. "Robert Gold."

Emma's mouth became dry and she swallowed harshly, shaking his hand. "Nice to meet you too." Her eyes went back to Belle, who was looking at her, concerned.

"Emma, are you alright? You don't look so well?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just need some fresh air." Emma released his hand and quickly left the clinic, practically running to her car. She got in, trying to steady her breathing. Emma couldn't believe Belle's husband was the same man she ran into a while back, who looked oddly familiar to Neal. She had convinced herself before that it was just a coincidence, but now she was not so sure. The man looked as though he were related to Neal somehow, but she didn't know any of Neal's living relatives. He ran away as a boy and lived on the streets like Emma did. So even even if Mr. Gold was somehow related to him, chances were that Neal didn't know he existed. But still, Emma knew what she had to do now. She was tired of living in fear. Tired of sitting around and waiting for Neal to show up and find her. She reached into her purse and dug out the number to Regina's office. But then she looked at the address and decided to just show up instead.

"I need to see Regina, please."

"Do you have an appointment?" The woman at the front desk asked her.

"No, but it's an emergency."

"I'm sorry, she's with a client."

"Can you just let her know that Emma Swan is here?" Emma pleaded. "She knows who I am."

The woman sighed and mumbled under her breath. "It's always an emergency." She pressed the intercom button to Regina's office. "Regina, there's an Emma Swan for you."

She responded after a few seconds. "Send her in. I'm just finishing."

Before the woman could say anything more, Emma continued around the desk and headed for her office. She hurried toward the door with Regina's name on it and just as she approached, the door opened and a man walked out, wiping his mouth. She eyed him suspiciously as he nodded at her.

"Afternoon, lass," he greeted with a British accent as he continued walking in the other direction. He looked familiar but she's probably seen him in the diner or around town before.

Emma opened the door to Regina's office and stepped in as Regina was sitting at her desk, looking a bit flustered. She cleared her throat and flashed Emma a smile.

"Emma, it's about time. I didn't think I would ever hear from you outside the diner."

Emma toyed with her fingers. "I know. I just didn't want Neal to find out where I am."

Regina's features fell, concern washing over her. "Please have a seat and tell me what's changed?"

Emma obliged and took a seat across from her. "Well, I'm just tired of living in fear. And I have a feeling that's exactly what he wants. I think that he's found me and he's just waiting for the opportune moment."

"And what makes you think that?"

"Because I know him. He would always make me think I'm in the clear, giving me some space before he would attack again. He would tell me that he enjoyed making me live in suspense. He enjoyed mentally torturing me just much as he enjoyed physically hurting me."

Regina stood up and came around her desk, sitting on the edge with her arms crossed. "So what made you want to come in and see me now?"

"I don't know. I think there's someone in this town who may be related to him, but I'm not sure. And everytime I see him, I freak out."

"Who is he?"

"Robert Gold. Do you know him?"

"Yeah, but as far as I know, he doesn't have any relatives. Only a wife, Belle."

"I'm probably just being paranoid, but I just have this gut feeling that I'm being watched. Wherever I go, I feel like he's there."

"Look, Emma, maybe I'm not the person you want to speak to about this. Have you considered seeing a counselor, maybe joining a support group?"

Emma shook her head. "I just want to make sure my baby is safe first before I do anything else. What can I do to protect him?"

"Well, have you ever reported Neal to the police?"

Emma shook her head again.

"Has he ever put you in the hospital?"

"No. He always knew exactly how to hurt me without drawing attention or causing too much damage that would put me in the hospital."

Regina sighed. "So you left what, three months ago and have no proof or history that he's ever attacked you?"

Emma didn't answer, looking down at her hands, still nervously fidgeting with her fingers.

Regina looked at her knowingly. "Your husband raped you, didn't he? That's how you got pregnant? And you still didn't report him."

Emma looked up at her defensively, a sharpness in her tone. "Even if I tried to go to the police, he would find a way to stop me. He had spies everywhere. He would even have his friends keep an eye on me while I worked as a waitress. And if he found out I went to the police, it would just make him more angry. Haven't you ever been so afraid of something that the fear crippled you?"

Regina's features softened as she considered her question. "Yes, I have. But, I'm telling you that you can file a temporary protection order, but then the judge has to decide whether to give the order or not. There are many things to consider and being pregnant might give you a good chance, but I can't promise anything at this point."

"Great. So, what do I need to do?"

"You need to go to the court clerk's office and fill out a Protection From Abuse form, describing the abuse and include lots of detailed examples and specific dates, especially when you were attacked while pregnant. If the judge does not give a temporary order, you will still have the chance to get an order later, after a court hearing and you'll have to provide proof and be willing to testify in court."

"Fine. I'll do whatever it takes."

"I just wish you would have sought help sooner, Emma."

"I know… I just thought that I could do this on my own. I thought that maybe I could just leave everything behind me when I came here."

"Yes, well, you do seem like the stubborn type. At least you escaped when you had the chance and are willing to do what it takes to protect your child."

Regina continued to explain the procedures and what Emma needed to do to file a complaint against Neal. Emma understood and stood when they were finished.

"In the meantime, I suggest you find somewhere safe to live. Somewhere Neal can't easily enter. Maybe get a security system in place and don't go anywhere by yourself. Make sure a friend is with you at all times."

Emma nodded. "Thanks for the tips." Emma offered Regina money for her service but Regina declined.

"Why don't you save the money for the baby."

Emma looked at her, surprised. "Thank you."

Regina stood up to open the door for her. "Well, Emma, I hope that things work out. And if Neal does show up to attack you, protection order or not, you have the right to defend yourself and your unborn child with whatever force necessary. I suggest carrying a knife on you, just in case."

Emma nodded, although she wasn't sure that she felt comfortable with that.

"Good luck."

Emma said goodbye and walked out, contemplating what she was going to do next, trying to come up with a plan. And meanwhile, she decided to pay Killian a visit. She decided she wasn't going to be angry just yet. If he did spread that rumor about him and Dr. Tink then maybe he had good reason. She just had too much to worry about other than silly gossip. And she needed all of the support she could get. She had her baby to protect and she was willing to do what it took to keep Neal from harming him.