Chapter 4 - Emma
When I wake up on Friday morning, I get out of bed and start to make some eggs. Henry walks into the room and starts to make some hot chocolate. "Mom, I forgot to tell you, Mr. Gold said that I can have an internship at his shop."
"That sounds like an amazing idea. When are you going to start?"
"This afternoon, after school."
"Okay. So then you will go straight to Nick's house after?"
"Yeah, I was planning on that. Is that okay with you?"
"Yes it is." I say, "When are you going to be coming home?"
"I am not sure yet. I will call you though, don't worry."
"I am not worried kid." I say, and Henry goes to get his school bag.
Killian walks into the room then and lightly kisses my forehead. "So what are we doing tonight, you never did tell me." He breathes into my hair.
"We are going out to dinner with Mary-Margret and David. Belle will watch their son. Then we will come home for some dessert and some alone time." I say immediately as I look at the flower tattoo on my left wrist. The tattoo I got when I was around the age of fourteen. My foster parents were mad at me for around a month when they found out that I got a tattoo.
"That sounds like fun." He says, wrapping his arms around me. I smile and rest my head on his chest.
"I love you both, but can you save it until I leave the house?" Henry asks and Killian laughs. I walk over and ruffle Henry's hair.
"Fine Kid, come on let's go to school." I say. Killian comes with us today, holding my hand as we walk Henry to the entrance of his school.
"So, I have had a couple of questions that I have been meaning to ask."
"Shoot away." I say, wanting to know what has been going on in his head.
"I know you don't like talking about them, but what do you know of your parents?"
I freeze, "My birth parents?" I ask.
"Yes."
"I just know that they left me on the side of a highway and it was a little boy who found me and brought me into the foster system."
"So you didn't give up Henry..."
"Because I didn't want him to be a lost boy. I was a lost girl for my whole life. Until I moved to Storybrooke and got my life here."
"And Henry's birth father?"
"You know the story Killian. He left me, like my parents did. Why are you asking?"
"I just wanted to know why you never gave up Henry."
"I almost did."
"I know Love. But you didn't and that is what matters."
Work was slow, but that night Killian and I get ready for our date. We arrive at a fancy italian restaurant for our double date with Mary-Margret and David. The four of us take our seats and look at the menus. "How is the new baby?" I ask them.
"Good." David says.
"Adorable." Mary-Margret adds.
"Any pictures?" Killian asks.
"Yes here." Mary-Margret says, showing us a picture on my phone.
"He is adorable." I say. The little man looks like his father.
"I will be right back Love." Killian says, and he stands up, walking in the direction of the restroom.
"So how long until you and Killian are going to have a child?" David asks.
"What?" I ask.
"You guys have been married for almost three years now. Do you guys not want a child?" Mary-Margret asks.
"We have Henry."
"But he isn't Killian's child." Mary-Margret argues.
"I don't know. But I wasn't expecting to be having this conversation tonight." I say.
"You are avoiding the question." David notices and I roll my eyes, relieved when I see Killian coming back to the table.
The waiter then comes and we all order. Killian gets shrimp, pasta, and tomato sauce. I order cheese ravioli. Mary-Margret and David both order a stuffed shells. We continue making small talk, but I manage to keep the conversation away from the idea of me getting pregnant. I may love Killian, but I don't know if the two of us are actually ready to have a child together.
After we say good-bye to Mary-Margret and the others, Killian turns to me and asks, "Ready to go home love?"
"Yes." I say, and the two of us go home to experience those plans we wanted to accomplish.
I wake up the next day to the phone ringing. On the phone was Henry, saying that he was ready to be picked up from Nick's house. When I returned to the apartment with Henry, Killian was still asleep. I kissed him to wake him up, and he smiles, kissing me back instantly. "Why are you already dressed?" Killian complains.
"I had to pick up Henry from his friend's house."
"Ugh." Killian mutters, sitting up. His hair is messed up due to a clear bed head. "What do we have on the agenda today?" He asks.
"Well, Henry asked if you could teach him how to sail today. You and your father owned many ships before you moved here."
His eyes sparkle when he hears me say that. "Very true, when are we leaving?"
"You seem excited."
"It has been a while since I have been at sea."
"Well, the weather is finally becoming warmer so yeah." I say and he rolls his eyes.
"When are we leaving?" He asks again.
"Right after you shower, get dressed, and I pack lunch for us." I say. Killian brings his lips to mine once more before he walks into the bathroom to get ready. I smile after him. I know that he misses his old house on the beach, but I am happy that me moved in with me here. Today will be a day just to make him happy.