Emma and Killian made their way from the house, and into her yellow bug. The conversation with Mary Margret and David had only elicited more questions. Who could have done this? Emma's mind was racing she couldn't understand who or what brought everyone from the Enchanted Forest back. And then there was another problem, she was fourteen weeks along. She was going to be showing soon, and that wouldn't be something easily covered up. How was she going to tell her parents that the person who almost killed her, she also slept with and got pregnant. She was so scared that they wouldn't accept her, anymore. Everything was crumbling around her, her relationship with Killian, and this baby was just the icing on the cake. How did he see her now? He must have thought that she was nothing more than a desperate woman. She wanted to change everything, but it was too late for that.
Killian could tell she was troubled. All he wanted to do was tell her that everything would work out. But how could he, she was pregnant now. Granted it was part of her past. Even though it hurt that she was with this creature that tried to kill her. Yet she wasn't aware of what was going on that entire year, and she was just thinking of what was best for Henry during that time. The pain in his chest made him ache even still. He couldn't even imagine what she was going through. Both with being pregnant with a monster's baby, and no one to talk to regarding to causes of that. She couldn't even go to her mother. What would Snow think of her daughter now. He couldn't even entertain the idea of Snow or Charming for that matter, mistreating her after all of this. They wouldn't do that would they? After all they put Emma through with her growing up alone, they wouldn't abandon her again would they. This caused more panic and worry for Emma than ever before. The thought of her being alone made him sick, he had to let her know that she wasn't alone and that she never would be. He gave a quick glance to see Emma grip the steering wheel her knuckles turned white. She was obviously in some deep form of thought, and it wasn't taking her any were good. He had to do something.
"You do realize that your son was at the very place we were just talking to your parents at, right." Killian finally spoke up, quizzically eyeing Emma.
"Yes, I just needed to think about a few things before I go back to Granny's Hotel." Emma gripped the steering wheel, as a wave of pain consumed her waist. Feeling this caused her to violently swerve across the road. Killian was immediately jolted from his thoughts as well noticing what happened.
"Swan, you okay?" Killian reached out to take touch her. Only to be met with Emma swerving again. Immediately after she swerved across the road, she pulled the car over breathing heavily before she crawled out of the driver's seat. She couldn't breathe, every gasp was torture. Her vision was clouded and all she wanted to do was try to crawl away from the vehicle, she had to regain her composer. But she couldn't move from the side of the car.
"EMMA?!" Killian watched in horror as Emma clawed at the door opening it frantically, only to lean against the car. He was out of the car in seconds, quickly making his way to her side as he could hear her labored breathing.
"Emma, what's wrong?" He had her in his arms, concern rippling across his face.
"I… can't… breathe… Killian… Help!" Every word that exited her mouth was forced out between gasps.
"Emma, relax. What's wrong? Is it what your parents said?" Killian was beyond confused why was she having this strong of reaction to the explanation her parents put forth. She had dealt with worse cases then this, why would she be panicking?
"No, it's know my parents. I was thinking about how I was going to tell them about the baby. What I am going to tell them." She focused on what he was asking in order to push past the pain that was close to consuming her, it seemed to be working.
"Don't worry, I will be right there with you, when you decide to tell them. You have my word, Love." Killian looked into her eyes. There was something behind them, he couldn't put his finger on.
"Promise?" Emma's voice was desperate.
"Absolutely." Killian nodded in agreement. He wanted to tell her something else, he wanted to tell her that she would never be alone, no matter what happened. Regardless of the fact that she was pregnant, he would always be there for her.
Tears rolled down Emma's cheeks as she heard his words, she knew he meant every single one of them. She could see it. Suddenly her vision clouded and pain ripped through her stomach and back, causing her to let out an anguished scream, collapsing to the ground. Killian caught her before she hit the ground.
"EMMA! What's…" Killian was silenced mid-sentence when he looked at where Emma was holding. Her hands tightly wrapped around her waist. What's wrong with her?! As he held her desperately in his arms he felt something wet on the ground below, and out of habit he looked down. Only to be met with a horrendous sight. BLOOD! Why was there blood? Then a terrible realization came to him, but before he could fully process it, Emma spoke breathlessly.
"the… baby…" Emma gasped out before she fell limp against Killian's chest. Panic struck his heart the moment she when limp.
"Emma? EMMA?!" He called her name as she was now laying in his arms, un moving. Her face devoid of emotions, a small trace of blood leaking from the corner of her mouth. Oh god, why is she bleeding so much? Emma no... Hang on please… I can't lose you!