Living situations- part 2

sofi asked for a oneshot of a sequel to Ch2550 "Living situations" where the others do move in, but it becomes awkward when Emma and Killian are trying to expand their family.

Guest: Nope, because you haven't given the chapter name and number.

Sorry, I know I still have quite the list to get through, but it's just after 11pm here and I haven't set foot in my house since 9:30am. I was at work then didn't come home because I was at the Harry Potter concert that's being going round, it was near me today :). Anyway, sorry about that. I wrote this last night before I went to bed and all the May Muses are written a couple of days in advance. Keep those requests coming, it's been great having pages of requests again!

Their window of opportunity was small, in more ways than one. Firstly, Emma would only be ovulating for another couple of days. Secondly, Snow and Charming would be home in a couple of hours with Neal. Henry was staying with Regina for the night, so that was at least one less person to worry about barging in on them. How were they expected to be able to make a baby when they had so much pressure? Sure, it was possible at night, but they had to be virtually silent, which was never easy. At least if they snuck in for a couple of hours during the day they would be able to be a bit more loose…until her parents came home early.

Emma pressed her finger to her lips, sniggering like a teenager. Killian was less than amused. Again?! This was the third time this week he hadn't been able to get into full throttle. If they were quiet, they'd be able to get dressed, sneak out the window and through the front door. Because they totally hadn't done that before.

"I'll be back in a minute. Emma's left her shoes out here again. I don't want Neal using them as teething rings." Emma's eyes widened in horror. They were rumbled! There was nowhere to hide. They simply had to make themselves decent under the covers and look sheepish when Snow came into the room.

"Oh my!" She cried out upon seeing the pair in bed.

"Afternoon, mother." Killian said with a cheeky grin. Both Emma and Snow had gone pink. Charming came to the door to see if Snow was ok. His eyes widened. He didn't say a word. He just backed away and pretended he hadn't seen anything. If he had any luck he would be able to trick himself into thinking it was all a bad dream.

"I'll just leave these here…" Snow said, tossing the shoes on the floor. As she did, she spotted the fertility tests on top of the chest of drawers. Her mouth formed an oh shape.

"How long have you got?" She asked. "Do you need us out again. Keep your hips elevated. It helps keep the…"

"Do not finish that sentence." Emma begged, covering her ears. When she agreed to move back in with her parents, this had never been one of the possible conversations she imagined being had.

"Please!" Charming added from the living room.

"There isn't any anyway." Killian grumbled under his breath.

"Sorry, sorry." Snow said, backing out of the room. "Can you blame me? I'm apparently going to be a grandmother again!"

"Not at this rate you won't." Killian huffed. Emma giggled, kissing his cheek. They would get there. They might just have to invest in a few locks.