Ok soooo I hadn't expected to write the last part, but it just kinda came to me randomly because I feel like that story needs an ending. I'm planning on there only being about 3 chapters left of this fic. I appreciate all the comments, faves, etc!
Emma's stomach and patience is growing with each passing week. She is now 6 and a half months pregnant. As far as she knows, Gideon is under a spell that's keeping him from going after her. Hopefully Gold knows what he's doing with his own son.
"Ughhhh!" Emma rests her face on the desk at the Sheriff's station. On top of her uncomfortableness of being pregnant, she also has to deal with the heat wave that has befallen Storybrooke. Seriously, 85 degrees in April should be illegal.
David walks into her office with his hand on his gun upholster. He gives his daughter a worried look. He's been even more overprotective than ever. Even more so than when Hook had his sights on Emma in Neverland. Obviously his overprotectiveness was not so effective in that case. Emma is more than thankful for that.
"Why don't you go home? It's slow today, and you could use the rest," he puts his hand on her shoulder.
Emma shakes her head, picking her head up from the desk. If she hates one thing about being pregnant, it's everyone walking on shells around her. Just because she's pregnant does not make her incapable of working or doing things she normally would do. Unless it's cleaning. Whenever she starts cleaning, Hook swoops in and tells her to sit down. She's totally okay with that, but everything else, she is more than capable of doing. Until she's put on bedrest by Wale, she will continue to work. Even if that means doing more paperwork than going out to solve any problems that arise.
"Hate to upset you Dad, but I'm staying."
He gives her a wry smile before backing out of the office. He knows there's no point in fighting with her about it. Emma looks up to see Hook walk through the door, slapping David on the back. The two men talk for a beat before they both glance through the window of her office. She can only imagine what her father is telling Hook. Mentally cursing her father, she slams the record book close in time to greet Hook when he walks into her office.
"What's up?" she asks him.
He quirks an eyebrow at her. "Swan, aren't you…um. Underdressed for work?"
She rolls her eyes, putting her hand on her swollen stomach. She may have taken her tshirt off and is now only wearing a tank, but it's too damn hot in the office. Her stomach is hardly spilling from the top. "I'm hot."
"But your still on the clock, love."
"So what?" she snaps. "You don't know how it feels to be almost seven months pregnant. My body heat is probably ten times higher than yours right now. Did you only come her to nag me? Do YOU want to carry our baby? No; you can't so I am!"
Hook lets out a sigh. Like David, he knows arguing with her while she has one of these mood swings is moot. "No, I came because something came up, and I need your help."
Getting up from her chair with more effort than usual, she walks over to him. Leaning against the desk, she gestures for him to explain what he needs help with. Usually he's pretty self-sufficient and rarely asks for her assistance with anything.
"It's at the convent. Someone stole a memory potion from Blue's stash."
Emma grabs her shirt from her desk, slipping it back on. "Whoever stole it can't be using it for good."
Hook follows after her, grabbing her by the elbow gently. "Let me come with you."
She manages to suppress the annoyance she feels. Of course he would want to go to ensure she was being safe and not doing anything that could put her life or the baby's in possible danger. She knows better that that though. "I work alone."
Hook starts to protest, but Emma cuts a glare in his direction. Despite her instructions for him to let her go alone, he follows after her. She'll just have him wait in the car then. She can't have him hovering over when she needs to do her job and find out who stole the memory potion and why.
Driving up to the convent, Emma slams her car door shut. Hook gets out and Emma rushes over to him, removing the handcuffs from her pocket. She takes his hand in hers, quickly handcuffing his hand to the car handle.
"What the bloody hell, Emma?" he yells after her as she runs up the stairs.
Walking into the lobby, the fairies are all gathered around Blue. The cabinet where the potion must have been sitting is opened and the other potions are scattered on the floor. Blue walks over to Emma, glancing down at her stomach.
"Emma, it was definitely Gold. His dark magic is all over this cabinet. We had thought it was protected enough from the likes of him, but somehow he managed to break through our spell," Blue explains to her.
Inspecting the cabinet, Emma sighs. The last person she wants to go to is Gold. Gideon is probably hanging around wherever he is. Even Emma knows it's too dangerous for her and the baby to go anywhere near Gideon. Telling Blue she'll take care of it, she runs into a hard body. Staring down at her with angry eyes is Hook. She should have known handcuffing a pirate would do no good. He probably used his hook to get out of the hold. Serves her right for handcuffing his hand instead of his hook.
"I'm not going to yell at you for what you did, but we are going to talk about this later," he says a bit darkly than she would expect out of him these days. He's been so caring and tender to her lately.
She gives him a small smile. "The baby made me do it," she says sheepishly. She knows using her baby is wrong, but it might help soften her angry pirate.
They bound down the steps back to the car. Emma explains to Hook that it was Gold who broke into the fairy's potion cabinet. Hook starts to tell her that he forbids her from going after him, but she cuts him. She already texted David to go scope things out.
Returning home because maybe David was right and she needs some rest, she lies on the couch with her hand on her belly. Hook sits down beside her, lifting her feet onto his lap. He begins messaging her feet. Good, he let go of her handcuffing him while she investigated.
"So about those handcuffs, love…"
She lifts her head up a little so she can see his face. It isn't filled with anger anymore but she does recognize the annoyance in his voice. "These hormones make me do some crazy things."
"No, Emma. It wasn't your hormones this time. This is you shutting me out from a part of your life. Why?"
She hadn't realized it would spark such a strong chord as it seems to be doing. "Work…Killian, it's the only place where it's my thing."
He hesitates for a moment. "I just thought that we could do it together while you're pregnant. But if you don't like me around at work, then that's fine."
She rests her head back against the couch. She feels hot again and grabs for the magazine on the coffee table. Fanning herself with it, there's a loud crashing noise outside of their house. Bolting upright, Hook pulls her the rest of the way up with his hook. They round the house to see what it was that caused the noise, but there's nothing in sight.
"What the hell was that?" Emma asks Hook.
"I could tell you what it was, Savior," a female voice says from behind the trees. The voice sounds oddly familiar to Emma.
"Lily?" Emma whispers.
From behind the trees comes Emma's former friend, Lily. She gives Emma and Hook a menacing smile, looking down at Emma's protruding stomach. "Sure nice to see you knocked up with a pirate's baby."
"I-I don't understand," Emma says. She thought Lily and her made amends after she helped her find her mother.
Hook pulls Emma tighter to his side, lifting the sword from his belt into his hand. Always ready for a fight. Lily laughs.
"It was a great thing you did for my mom and me. Reuniting a mother and daughter. Hopefully one day your little bundle of joy might be reunited with you."
"You plan to take our child?" Hook asks. "Over my dead body."
Emma puts her hand protectively over her stomach. One villain going after her child was enough, but a second one made it all worse. She doesn't know if she'll be able to save her child when two people were out to take her baby from her.
"Why are you doing this?" Emma manages to hold back her sob.
"Isn't it obvious, Emma? You got the happy ending that I never did."