It had been a few months since Emma had first found out about the baby and she still hadn't told Hook about it. And she didn't really plan to. Which Regina of course had a problem with.

"You have to tell him," Regina said. "It's his child too, whether you like it or not."

"As far as I'm concerned, this baby is yours and mine, conceived by magic," Emma said. "Hook had no part in this, and won't. Ever."

"Emma, this isn't the right thing to do," Regina said. "I know that it may be the easiest, but it isn't right. He at least deserves to know that he's going to have a child, even if he isn't going to be allowed to be around."

Emma sighed. "But what if he tries to take it away from us?"

"Why would he do that?" Regina asked. "Besides, no one is going to let a newborn baby be taken from its mother. Especially if its mother is the Savior."

"I guess," Emma said. "I may not entirely want a child that Hook and I made together, but I don't think an abortion is right. But I can't let Hook be around this child. You know how Hook is."

"I do," Regina admitted. "But as the biological father of the child you're carrying, you have to let him know."

Emma groaned and sank onto the couch. "What if he tries to make me get rid of it?"

"He doesn't have a say in that," Regina said. "You're the one carrying the child, it just so happens that this child also has his DNA."

Emma bit her lip. "But what if-"

"Enough of that," Regina interrupted gently. "Thinking about possible situations isn't going to get you anywhere. You just have to tell him and hope for the best."

"What if I can't?" Emma asked, looking down at her hands.

"You can," Regina said, reaching out and grabbing her hands. "Because I'll be with you the whole entire time."

Emma looked up and smiled at her. "Okay. Let's do this."

Hook had agreed to meet Emma at the docks. What he didn't know was that Regina was also going to be there. Mainly as a support system for Emma, but they had also agreed that Emma using magic was strictly prohibited.

Since the baby wasn't magical in any way, there was no telling what could happen if Emma decided to use magic, to protect herself or Regina. Regina was more than happy to offer to fireball Hook if anything went wrong.

"What is she doing here?" Hook asked, walking up to where Emma and Regina were standing.

"She's here as my support system," Emma said. "And as a monitor in case you try anything funny."

"Why would I try anything funny?" Hook asked.

Emma took a deep breath. "Because I'm pregnant. And the baby is yours from that night that we had after we were both drunk."

Hook's eyes widened. "You're pregnant? With my child?"

"Yes," Emma said. "But Regina and I are going to raise it. I just thought that I should tell you that I'm having your child."

"What do you mean Regina and you are going to raise it?" Hook asked. "I'm its father, I should get to be around it."

Emma shook her head. "I don't want this child influenced by you. Regina and I are going to raise it, and that's my decision."

"And I don't get a say?" Hook demanded.

"No," Emma said. "I'm the one carrying it for 7 more months, not you. I get a larger say."

Hook's jaw dropped. "You've been carrying this child for 2 months and I'm just hearing about it now?"

"I wasn't sure if I wanted to even tell you are not," Emma countered. "And from how things are going, I was right not to want to."

"Well you told me, which makes me involved," Hook argued. "You didn't tell Neal about having Henry."

"Because I found out I was pregnant while I was in jail!" Emma exclaimed. "That's hardly the same thing. I had a responsibility to tell you, so I did. The end."

"No, not the end," Hook argued. "Because that child still has my DNA. Therefore, it's mine."

"You are nothing more than a sperm donor who happens to be around," Emma said. "What we did was a mistake and something that I'll regret forever. I am not going to let this child suffer because of what we did. As far as the town is concerned, Regina and I magically created this baby, and we're raising it together. And if you do anything to contradict that, I'll make your life a living hell."

Hook looked at her, stunned, before slowly nodding. "Fine. Have it your way. But when that child is older and asks for the truth, you come find me."

Before Emma could say anything else, Hook walked away. "What did he mean by that?" Emma asked. "Why would the baby go looking for the truth when it's older?"

"Don't worry about it," Regina said, pulling Emma in for a hug. "He's probably just trying to mess with you."

"I guess," Emma said, relaxing into Regina's embrace. "What do we do now?"

"We go home," Regina said simply. "We could just have a movie day and relax."

Emma smiled. "I like that plan. I like it a lot."