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"I'm so happy things are back to normal now." I started absent-mindlessly as we were waiting on the uncomfortable chairs placed in the waiting room of the hospital.

"Me too." Killian answered with a smile. "And to be honest, it feels really good to be able to sleep."

I giggled at his comment. We had indeed finally managed to leave Liam at my parents' without him bursting out crying, and it had put me in such a good mood I couldn't help but smile or laugh at everything. He had calmed down since our little conversation in the middle of the night a week ago, but it was the first time he had agreed on staying away from me for several hours. It was so comforting, and seeing my son starting to behave like the happy little boy he was before all this mess was relieving me so much. In addition to that, I'd had the right to have a few good nights, and Killian had let me sleep until noon that day, waking me up with breakfast in bed and tender kisses all over my face. The few hours I had just lived had been absolutely perfect, and I couldn't have been happier.

We were waiting for Whale, who was supposed to check on the baby for the third months ultrasound. He was a bit late, and we were awaiting for a few minutes already. I was so relieved we had been able to leave Liam at my parents'. Taking him to the hospital with us was definitely impossible.

Despite the fact he should have been used to the examination, Killian was looking literally overexcited. He seemed so adorable, eager to see the baby, and the smile he had on his face hadn't left him since the morning. I had to admit I was pretty happy to see the little one again as well, and this day was definitely starting really well.

"Stop it!" I suddenly laughed, placing my hand on Killian's leg, which was bouncing up and down from his nervousness and was driving me crazy.

"Sorry." He said with a little wince, stopping the movement. "I didn't realize I was doing that."

"You're anxious?" I questioned, regaining seriousness quite quickly to make sure he was feeling okay.

"No. I mean, yeah. Well, I don't know." He mumbled with a little sight.

"Make up your mind." I gently scoffed to give him his smile back.

"I just want to know if the little one's okay." He explained with a somewhat sheepish smile, and I stroked his leg with my thumb to show him it was okay to be nervous. "Since you've been sick… let's say I'm a bit worried, and seeing the baby and make sure it's okay is going to reassure me."

"Me too." I admitted with a little smile. "But I'm sure we're worrying for nothing. It's okay, really. It's growing up fast, a bit too fast, actually."

My stomach was indeed beginning to get more and more difficult to hide under my everyday clothes, and I was forced to wear wide shirts in order to avoid intrusive questions. I still didn't want to be indelicate and tell I was pregnant to the wizards while they were trying to go back to their families, but I was aware I couldn't keep things like that for much longer. But for now, my stomach was still unnoticeable if I was wearing baggy clothes or wide blouses, and Killian and I were both enjoying this time during which we were the only one with our close ones to know a new baby was going to enter the family really soon.

"You realize we won't be able to hide the baby forever, right?" He teased me with half a smile.

"Yeah." I giggled at his comment. "It's just that the moment isn't right, that's all."

"The moment is never right in this town." He replied with his eyebrow raised, and I laughed once again.

"That's true, but I like the fact only a few people know about it for now." I admitted, taking his hand to woven our fingers together.

"Me too." He confessed, his smile reaching his eyes.

I leaned forward to press a tender kiss on his lips. When he was smiling like that, I could never resist approaching him because he was always looking so adorable. He laughed through our kiss and pulled away to press his lips again my forehead, his hand letting go of mine to land on my stomach. I put my head on his shoulder to enjoy his strokes, and we resumed waiting for Whale, who was definitely quite late, as always.

"Swan?"

"That's my name." I said, turning to face Killian, who was standing in the middle of the kitchen.

"If it's okay with you, I'd like to talk to you about something..."

"Yeah, me too." I answered a bit absent-mindlessly, looking away from him for a second.

"Ladies first."

"Don't you think it's a bit stupid to pin the ultrasound picture on the fridge while we're trying to hide my pregnancy?" I asked with one of my eyebrow raised, staring at the black and white picture in front of me.

"No." He shrugged, sounding a bit surprised by my comment.

"And what are we going to tell our friends when they'll ask us why we have a new picture of a fetus in our freaking kitchen?"

"We'll find something, we're good at inventing excuses. And the little one has the right to have its picture here, don't you think? Can I talk to you now?"

I turned back to look at him with a frown. He was behaving quite strangely. I knew he would have laughed at my comment if everything had been okay. But he had taken my joke seriously instead, and it wasn't like him. Staring at him more carefully, I realized he was looking extremely uncomfortable and nervous, clenching and opening his fist every few seconds as if he was trying to calm himself down. I walked toward him and gently asked, suddenly a bit worried :

"What's wrong, babe?"

"Nothing. It's not a big deal, love." He insisted, seeing how concerned I was and scratching the back of his ear, as always when he was embarrassed. "Don't worry. I just want to talk to you for a bit..."

"You're sure everything's fine?" I asked, taking his hand to guide him to a chair and sitting down in front of him.

He was scaring me a little bit. We had just come back from the ultrasound, and Liam was still at my parents'. Henry was in his room, probably reading or playing video games, and we were alone downstairs. Despite what he had told me, I was sure something was wrong. He was so happy to have seen the baby a few minutes earlier, and his sudden change of mood was a bit disturbing. I placed my hand on his leg and gently stroked it to try and give him his smile back. I hated seeing him like that, I would have done anything to make him feel better even if I had no idea why he was behaving so strangely.

"Yes, darling, please don't worry." He said, shaking his head and smiling, but I could see he was only doing that to reassure me. "I just wanted to..."

He stopped in the middle of his sentence and sighted. That wasn't like him at all, and I felt a lump forming in my throat. I took his hand to intertwined our fingers together. I didn't know what was making him so nervous, but I could tell it was really important.

"Killian, you can tell me anything." I said in a low voice, stroking his hand with my thumb. "Whatever it is, I'm with you and we'll solve this together."

"I know, Emma, I'm sorry, I really don't want to worry you." He sighted once again, looking up and staring at me with his beautiful clear blue eyes. "I know you always get me. I don't even know why I'm so nervous, it's silly. What I want to say is… I wanted to ask you if you've already thought about getting married?"

I pulled away from him to lean on the back of my chair, not believing what he had just said. I had expected everything, but definitely not that. Seeing how serious he was, I tried to keep a straight face, but I couldn't help myself but laugh, and I shook my head with an amused smile.

"Are you kidding me, Killian? I hate to be the one to remind you of that, trust me, but in case you've forgotten, we are engaged." I said, still giggling and showing him my left hand where I was wearing the ring he had given me two and a half years ago.

I could recall his proposal perfectly. The morning of my birthday, the year I was pregnant with Liam, he had given me his brother's ring, offering me the choice of what I wanted it to be : a simple ring symbolizing his promise of always staying by my side, or an engagement ring. And, at my own surprise, I had decided I wanted us to be engaged. This moment had been so magical for us : he was only back from the Underworld for a few months, and we were expecting our first baby together. Knowing how scared I was given my past, he had wanted to show me he would never leave me. And he had kept his promise. More than two years later, he was still there, we were still madly in love with each other, and we were expecting again. I was myself sometimes amazed by the strength of my feelings for him. I would have done anything for him, and he was not only the man I loved, but also my best friend. I was thanking the universe every day for finally giving me this beautiful family, something I had wished for my entire life.

"Sorry, I wasn't clear." He answered with a sheepish smile, driving me away from our past. "I know we're engaged, believe me, I could never forget that. I'm still wondering every day what I've done to deserve this family. But we're engaged for more than two years now, and we've never talked about getting married for real. Would you like that?"

"And you've had this idea just like that?" I asked, shaking my head and tears in my eyes from the declaration he had just offered me.

It was true that when we had gotten engaged, we had decided we would get married someday. But I had never asked myself if this day would come and I didn't know he was actually thinking about a wedding. This conversation was a bit sudden, but I could guess that he had turned this idea in his head over and over again before finally asking me this question. He shrugged with a little smile, and I leaned forward to place my hand on his knee and get a bit closer to him :

"You really want to get married?" I asked in a low voice, wanting to know more about this sudden declaration.

"Of course." He said in a somewhat shy way. "We are raising Henry together, he's like my own son, we have Liam and we are going to have another child. I just want to spend the rest of my life with you. So I don't see why we wouldn't do it. But if you don't want to..."

"It's not that I don't want to, Killian." I cut him off, tenderized by how embarrassed he was feeling about his own thoughts. "It's just a bit sudden, that's all. I need time to process everything."

I smiled at him to show him everything was all right, but I knew deep down the suddenness of the conversation was only an excuse. The truth was I was scared. Again. I had never thought marriage would suit me. My entire life, I had seen people tearing themselves apart after getting married. Of course there was my parents and others couples who were still happy together after years of marriage. And I knew that what Killian and I had was extremely powerful. We were true love after all, and even death hadn't seemed able to separate us. But I was so scared of myself, I was afraid I would run away because I was terrified my old habits would take control over me again.

But in addition to all of that, I was also a bit disoriented by my heart that was yelling it wasn't such a bad idea.

"Emma, if you don't want to, I'm certainly not going to force you." Killian resumed in a worried voice, triggered by my silence. "We are engaged. I know you love me, we don't have to get married for you to prove that. A wedding would only be an opportunity to celebrate our feelings with the people we love. It would not change anything between us. I just thought that we are having another baby, and tell me I'm old-fashioned, but I kinda want our kids to grow up with married parents."

"You're old-fashioned." I replied, nodding with a teasing smile and he laughed at my comment. "But it's not really surprising. You're two hundreds after all." I added, and he shook his head in amusement. "But at the same time..."

"Yeah?" He encouraged me, seeing that I was hesitating.

"That's weird, Killian." I admitted, deciding to be perfectly sincere with him. "All my life, I've thought this wasn't for me. After Neal has left me in jail, I was so convinced I was going to finish my life alone as I had started it. But then I met you. And everything changed. You gave me confidence. You brought my walls down, and you made me trust you more than I've ever trusted anyone in my entire life. We have two sons together – because Henry is your son too, you're the dad he never had. And now… Now I think that if we're engaged, we can as well get married."

"Really, Swan?" He asked, his eyes shinning with pure happiness. "Look, I don't want you to feel forced to do anything. This is a decision we have to take together. I don't want you to say that because you're scared of hurting me. I can handle it." He added, referring to our first kiss in Neverland, and I giggled at this memory.

"Believe me, I really want this." I said, before adding, shaking my head in disbelief : "God, Killian Jones, you've changed so many things in my life, and I could never thank you enough for that."

"You're the one who changed everything in my life, my love." He whispered, his eyes shinning with tears and I felt myself about to start crying as well.

"I have something to ask, though." I added in a broken voice, trying not to start sobbing by changing the subject. "I want it to be a little wedding. I just don't want us to spend ten months planning it. I want it to be a way of gathering the people we love, nothing really big, all right?"

"As you wish, darling. Whatever you want. I just want you to be happy. I'm going to ask you the big question now, okay?" He added, and I laughed through the tears I wasn't managing to hide. "Emma Swan, would you make me the happiest man on earth by marrying me?"

I waited a few seconds before answering, wanting to remember this moment forever. I imagined the ceremony : Killian in a suit, me with a white and beautiful dress, Henry and Liam beside us as we were telling our vows. Our smiles, the happiness, this promise of a beautiful future together. I wanted this. I wanted to become Emma Swan-Jones.

"Yes." I answered with a little pinch in my chest from the happiness I was experiencing.

My answer made his eyes shine even brighter. He was looking so happy, as I was. Unable to wait a second longer to pull him closer to me, I got off my chair and sat down on his lap, wrapping my arms around his neck and starting to kiss him slowly as tears of joy were streaming down my face.

"Very well, Henry. Sit down, please." I started, showing him the chair in front of me.

My son glanced at us, looking a bit scared, and obeyed without saying a word. The scene was indeed looking a bit like a police interrogation. Killian and I were standing in front of Henry, and the house was unusually quiet. Liam was already in bed, sleeping, and we then had the opportunity to say everything to Henry without being interrupted.

We had waited until now to finally tell him the news, enjoying these few hours during which we were the only ones to know we were going to get married. I wanted to talk to Henry the sooner possible, and Killian and I had decided to tell my son before anyone else. Even my parents weren't aware of what was going on, and I wanted Henry to be the first to give us his opinion. I was trusting him to tell us if he was thinking it was a bad idea or something was bugging him, but I was a bit scared about what was going to happen and that was the reason why I had talked so strictly without realizing it. What if he was taking this idea badly? He had been happy about our engagement two years ago, but a wedding was drastically different. I was just hoping he would be okay with it. It was one more change in his life, and I didn't want him to be disoriented. We just wanted him to be happy. His opinion was therefore very important to us.

"We want to talk to you about something important." I resumed, glancing at Killian, who was standing beside me and was looking very uncomfortable.

"Okay." My son answered, looking more and more puzzled by our behavior. "Whatever it is, I can explain."

"Huh?" No, wait, we're not here to give you a lecture." I said, perplexed, before adding suspiciously, his words making sense in my mind : "What have you done?"

"Nothing." Henry replied with is best innocent smile. "Nothing at all. I swear."

I looked at him carefully, trying to know if he was lying, but he seemed to tell the truth, even if my super-power was a bit disturbed by my pregnancy from time to time. If something had happened, I would learn about it sooner or later anyway. The most important thing was to tell him everything for now. I could take care of a potential mischief later. I then started to talk again after a few seconds of silence :

"Killian and I have taken a pretty big decision, and we want you to be the first to know about it."

"Mmm, it sounds like a pregnancy announcement, except you're already pregnant." He kindly teased me to relax me a little bit.

"Very clever." I replied, rolling my eyes but smiling at the same time.

"So, guys, what do you want to tell me?" My son encouraged us with a gentle smile, guessing it was hard for us to go for it.

I looked at Killian, a bit worried, and he smiled to show me his support, even if he was looking as anxious as I was. Deciding that the faster the better, I took a deep breath and finally said, trying to make my heart beat slower :

"Killian and I have decided it was time for us to get married."

I had said my sentence very quickly, as if the words were burning my lips, and I looked up to my son with a little wince, nervous about his reaction. He didn't say anything at first. He just stared at Killian and I for a long time, and I wasn't able to tell if the news was making him happy or not. It was driving me crazy, actually. After a few seconds of silence, I then resumed, nervously playing with my fingers :

"We wanted you to be the first to know because if something is bugging you about it, kid, we'll solve the problem. I want you to feel comfortable about that. If you don't, just tell us. Killian and I, we just want you, Liam and the little one to be happy."

"Wait a minute..." My son said, frowning and looking deeply perplexed. "Are you asking me my opinion? Really? But guys, I have nothing to say about it. It's your decision. It's none of my business."

"It's everyone's decision." Killian corrected, looking surprised by Henry's comment. "We are a family. If you think it's not a good idea, we'll stay engaged."

"Wow." My son let out a puff of air, shaking his head. "I can't believe it..."

"So, what do you think? Honestly, Henry, we won't be mad." I hastily said, impatient to know his answer.

"Mom, Killian, of course I'm okay with that!" He stated, a big smile appearing on his face. "I can see how much you love each other. I don't see why you would only stay engaged. It's a very good idea."

"Really, kid?" I asked, sighting in relief by seeing him so happy.

"Sure! I'm certain the party is going to be awesome."

"I'm happy you're taking the news so well, lad, because I have something else to ask you." Killian resumed a bit shyly.

"Should I be scared?" My son asked with a wince, a bit triggered by Hook's tone.

"No." Killian laughed. "Not at all. I just wanted to ask you if you would do me the honor of being my best man?"

My son stayed speechless for a few seconds, his lips parted in disbelief, looking absolutely amazed. I glanced at Killian, who was looking as amused as I was. We patiently waited for Henry's answer, guessing that he needed some time to process the information. I was so happy about this decision. Killian had asked me if I was agreeing with this idea right after his proposal, and I had said yes without even having to think about it. Henry and Killian were very close, I was so happy to see them getting along so well, and I knew Killian was considering Henry as his own son, even if he was never telling those things out loud because he was scared my son wouldn't feel the same way.

"Wait, what? Seriously?" My son finally cried out after a few more seconds of silence. "Not Grandpa, not Robin… You want me as your best-man?!"

"Of course." Killian said as if it was obvious. "I don't see who else I'd choose."

"Oh god." My son said, looking so moved by this offer. "Of course, I would be very happy to. Thank you so much for trusting me."

Killian's face lighted up completely, and Henry got up to wrap his arms around him. Hook seemed a bit disoriented by the embrace at first, but he finally hugged my son back after a second. I bit my lower lip, trying to hold back the sob that was obstructing my throat. Henry and Killian were not hugging very often, and it was making the scene even more powerful. The embrace didn't last long, and I realized they both seemed a bit embarrassed when they pulled away from each other. Killian scratched the back of his ear, and to avoid the discomfort to last longer and break this beautiful moment, I started talking right away :

"Look, kid, we want to wait a bit before telling everyone what's going on. Even my parents or Regina. We would like to make it a surprise to everyone in a little while, so if you could not tell anyone about it..."

"Understood." Henry nodded, still looking deeply moved by the information he had just received. "Do you already know when you want the wedding to be?"

"Actually, we wanted to ask you about that as well." I said with a smile. "We thought maybe it was a good idea to get married while I'm still pregnant, because we won't have a lot of time for ourselves when the little one will be here. Do you think we're right? We don't want a big wedding anyway, so we don't need a lot of time to plan everything."

"I think you're right." He nodded, a big smile on his face. "But I think Grandma is going to want you to have a big wedding. Like a princess." He relevantly added.

"I'll talk about that with her." I laughed, knowing that he was right, before placing my hand on my son's shoulder. "I'm so happy you're agreeing with us, Henry. Your opinion is so important for us."

"Of course I agree, and I'm more than okay with it." He said, looking touched by my words. "As long as you're both happy, it's all that matters for me."

How much he had grown recently hit me all at once, and I felt tears forming into my eyes again. He was becoming a man, loyal and kind, and I was so proud. He was the perfect big brother for Liam, and he was always trying to make everyone happy around him. I couldn't believe he was soon going to be all grown-up. He was so little when he had come to find me in Boston, and as my mom with me, I was regretting every second I hadn't spent with him during these ten years.

Henry approached me to hug me tightly. I suddenly realized he was now a lot taller than me, and it made me even more overwhelmed by everything that was happening. I swallowed the lump in my throat and whispered to his ear :

"I love you, kid. And I'm so proud of you."

He didn't answer anything, but pulled me a little bit closer to him.

So you guys have understood it, if I don't make Emma or Killian die (because I'm evil) , you'll have a wedding before the end of this fiction! I hope you liked this chapter and see you Monday! :)