A/N: Enjoy this week's chapter!
Disclaimer: I do not own Once Upon A Time, ABC or any of its characters.
It was the next couple days that turned out to be the most interesting. I was feeling the queasiness starting, so I went to Whale to make things official. Killian met me at the hospital to observe the first ultrasound of our little joy, once Whale had confirmed it.
"You guys didn't waste any time," He smirked, making me roll my eyes.
"Whale, inappropriate comments will only lead to me asking Regina to flay you like a codfish." I snapped, and Killian smirked.
"You do have a little pirate in you love," He chuckled as Whale fell silent.
"We've established that already," I smiled, gesturing to my stomach.
"Two actually," Whale said.
"What?" We asked, confused.
"I count two, unless I've been drinking again." He said, pointing to the screen. I gasped, as I completely forgot that twins ran in the family. My father was a twin to my Uncle James, and I was a twin to Emma.
"Twins!" I smiled up at Killian, who hit the floor faster than I could move to catch him.
"Well, strong stomach he's got." Whale laughed, printing out a picture for me of the screenshot.
"Leave him there." I said, taking the picture from his hand and asking, "Can I have three more?"
After Killian came to, he was still in shock about the whole 'Twins' bombshell, so I sent him home with a stern warning to rest and not do anything stupid while I went to tell Regina and my mother. He picked up Amaya first from Ashley's daycare, and I walked to my parent's loft.
"Holy crap," Regina said, in shock.
"Usually it's the men that determine the sex of the babies but I didn't know that the women could control hereditary genes like that. It comes from your father's side." Mom said, as she nursed Ollie.
"I need to get cracking on planning their nursery," I smiled, liking the idea of two little ones.
"Why aren't you celebrating with Killian?" Regina asked, as we started our drinks of tea.
"He's still digesting the fact that I'm pregnant. He may not be ready to accept all of this yet. We were only married a week ago."
"But you've known for over two weeks." My mother said.
"He didn't. It was only us that knew until I told Killian on our wedding night."
"Well, now your father does," My mom said, with wide eyes, as I turned to see my Dad in shock.
"You're pregnant?" He said, and I smiled hesitantly.
"Surprise?" I laughed nervously, "You're going to be a Grandpa again. Times two."
"So, I don't know whether to beat Killian up or congratulate him." My Dad said conflicted.
"At least he married me," I pointed out, "He didn't know until our wedding night."
"That doesn't make me feel better," He said, a frown setting in.
"Well, how about we focus on what really needs the attention right now." Regina said, bringing us back to the present.
"Right, Elsa and Anna." My Dad said, before adding, "Wow, twins."
"Yes, twins. You can help paint the nursery later this week." I said as Emma and Elsa walked in.
"You are not going anywhere near paint fumes," My mother said sternly.
"What about twins and nursery's?" Emma asked, and my mother's warm smile towards me confirmed it.
"Holy shit. Already?" She asked, confused.
"Emma," I hushed her, giving her a stern but playful look.
"Congratulations," Elsa smiled.
"Thank you. Now that's how you're supposed to react," I teased.
"Forgive me, but you've been married what? A week?" She smiled, before hugging me gently.
"Hey, don't complain. Two nieces or nephews for you," I smiled right back.
"Now, what seems to be the problem?" Dad said, brow furrowed at Elsa's solemn look.
"We've found her. The… other person with Elsa's powers." Emma explained what had conspired in the woods.
"So the Ice Queen is real too?" Regina sighed.
"I'm beginning to think there are a whole lot of untold stories we don't acknowledge." I said, laying a hand on my flat stomach.
"I knew her, or at least, she tells me that I knew her." Emma said, handing me a file folder. Flipping through quickly, I grew more confused.
"You don't remember Chicago?"
"I don't remember any of it. And get this, on the video camera I took from that summerhouse with Lily, I found this," Emma said, shoving a tape into the player and turning on the TV. As it played out, I said, "That's…"
"She runs the ice cream shop," Emma said, showing me pictures.
"You've met her before, but you don't remember?" I said, confused.
"What are the symptoms?" Regina said, looking to be putting together something in her head.
"Symptoms?" Emma said, confused as I went through the adoption papers in the file.
"When you try to think about those 'forgotten memories', what do you feel?"
"Emptiness, like a hole in my head. It actually kind of hurts to try and remember. Like I'm hitting my head against a rock." Emma said, scrunching her nose up in pain.
"I feel the same when I try to remember where Anna is," Elsa said, concerned.
"She has your memories," Regina said, sighing, "And I wish it was another way, because then I could retrieve them for you."
"So, how do we get them back?"
"She's taken your memories and turned them into a stone. It preserves them, but it was removed form your head, and that's why you're feeling like you have a hole in your head."
"Would she keep them on her?"
"Perhaps. It would make more sense to keep them in a safe place, close to you."
"So, we find where she is hiding, and we figure out what she wants."
"We just have to make her think we aren't on to her." Regina said, thinking.