Chapter Six - Emma

After I left Killian, I went to the store to buy some food for dinner. I decided on making coconut ginger mussels with bacon, since I know it is one of Killian's favourite things to eat. Henry is going to be a Nick's house again. In the past month, a lot has happened and I think that tonight, it would be a good idea for Killian and I to talk about it.

I was worried for his health after William Smee attacked him, but Killian assured me that he was fine. I believe him, however I don't want him to be too tired and I want him to get back to his full health as soon as possible. In order to assure his fast recovery, tonight will be a relaxing night for both of us.

I intend on just having a romantic homemade dinner, watching a movie and then talking until bedtime. I know that Killian will want to participate in other activities but in order to assure his health, tonight I will not allow it. After finding all of the ingredients that I need to make dinner, I go to get some other food for the rest of the week.

I grab chocolate chip cookies, pickles, sandwich bread, sliced cheese (For grilled cheese), peanut butter, jelly, Nutella, potato chips (salt and vinegar), some cold cuts, and some ice cream. I also buy some rum for Killian. After getting married to Killian, I started drinking rum more often. I like it with vanilla ice cream, but Henry likes chocolate ice cream, so I got that.

After I buy everything, I drive home and put away all of the groceries. When I finish frying the bacon, Killian returns to the house, his face is white. "Are you okay?" I ask, concerned.

"Yeah." He answers.

"Did you get anything out of him?"

"Nothing of interest." He says, but I can tell that he is lying.

"What did he say?" I ask, cautiously.

"He said that he was working for someone. But he didn't name the person."

"Ah. Well we don't have any other issues in town, so we can get it out of him over time."

"What are you making for dinner?" He asks as he walks into the kitchen.

"Your favourite." I answer and he grins.

"Need any help?"

"Only for you to set the table and shower."

"As you wish." He says, grabbing the plates from the cabinets before going to take a shower.

I create he broth with soy sauce, ginger, and coconut juice. Then after it simmers for two minutes, I add the jalapeño and mussels. When the table is done being set, dinner is ready, and I plate everything for us. I cut into the sour dough baguette and put some of the bread on the table. We sit across the table from each other. "It looks amazing Emma."

"Thanks, I hope you like it." I say, and the two of us start eating. When we finish eating, Killian cleans the plates while I set up the movie. I decide to put on a classic comedy movie. Monty Python and the Holy Grail. I have only seen the movie once but it has been years. I know that Killian has never seen it, so it will be amusing to watch with him. While the commercials are playing, I get some ice cream and chocolate chip cookies for Killian and I.

I get my self two scoops of chocolate ice-cream and two cookies. I get Killian two scoops of ice-cream with a splash of rum and a single cookie. I hand him the bowl and curl up in his arms on the couch. We eat our ice cream, enjoying the oddness of the movie. Halfway through the movie, I start to get bored of the movie and kiss my husband. He kisses me back instantly, biting my lip, before running his tongue over my bottom lip.

"I love you Emma." He mutters against my lips.

"Same here." I say back, instantly.

"So much has happened recently." He says, pulling away from my lips only to catch his breath before pushing his lips back to mine.

"Yes." I say, "A lot has happened. But you don't know all of it."

He pulls away from me then, looking into my eyes. "What don't I know?" He asks.

"Just a couple of things but that isn't too important right now." I say, avoiding the conversation that I wanted to get out of the way before.

"Emma..." Killian says, trailing off, not knowing what to say.

"Killian, I know you are hiding some things from me. What are they?"

Killian sighs, looking down at his hands. "You wouldn't believe me."

"Killian, I trust you, and would believe anything you told me."

"Don't be so sure." He says, turning away.

I put my hand to his cheek, "Killian, you can tell me anything, you know that right?"

"Yes, I do know that."

"Then tell me."

"Only if you promise t tell me your secret too."

"Deal." I say instantly, "Now what are you keeping from me."

"Smee was hired by someone in this town to hurt you. However, Smee hurt me instead, so I wouldn't be able to protect you. He was going to kill you."

"Who hired him?" I ask, barely believing my ears. Killian looks away, clearly not wanting to say who. "Killian, look at me." I say and he does, "Who hired him?"

"I swore I wouldn't tell anyone." he said.

"What? Why?"

"He said if I told you, his master would know and he would hurt you."

"I can take care of myself."

"But I don't want to risk it."

"Killian that is sweet but-"

He stops me from talking by kissing me again. I kiss him back, "Are you trying to distract me?" I ask him.

"Maybe." He mutters, hugging me tightly.

"Will you ever tell me?"

"After I find a better way to protect you, maybe."

"Fine." I mutter.

"What was it that you wanted to tell me now Love?" He asks, his breath tickling the skin on my shoulder.

"Well I was going to tell you the morning after you were attacked, but that night you were attacked."

"Tell me what Love?" He asks and I look down at my hands. "Emma, what is wrong?"

I look at his face for a second, and then I glance back at my hands. I then close my eyes and quietly say, "You are going to be a father." I say it so quietly, that I am not sure if he ever heard me. Then I hear the sharp in take of his breath.

"What?" he asks.

"I am pregnant." I mutter, opening my eyes to look at him, worried about how he is going to respond.

He looks at my face for a couple of seconds before he brings his lips to mine once more. "Emma, that is wonderful news. I have always wanted to be a father, even if I don't know how." I smile and give a sigh of relief. "How long have you known, and how old?"

"I have known for a week. The child is four weeks old." I answer.

"I am not going to let you out of my sight."

"At sometimes you are going to have to though."

"And why is that?"

"Some missions only the Sheriff goes on." I answer.

"Hopefully the less dangerous ones."

"I have around eight months until the child will be born, it isn't like I am a cripple."

"But the threat." He argues.

"Who is the threat?"

"What? I am going to tell you, so you run over to him and get your self killed? I am not doing that."

"Killian-" I start, but I am cut off by another kiss.

"No." He argues.

"Yes." I say, being stubborn as usual.

"No." He mutters again, pressing his lips even more forcefully to mine, "And I am not letting what happened last time happen again."

"What do you mean?" I ask. Last time? What does he mean by last time?

"When my first wife, Milah died, she was with child." He explains and my eyes widen. "She was only two months pregnant but I lost my whole family that night."

"In the car crash?" I ask, that is how he told me his wife died.

"Yes."

"Is this why I am not allowed out of your sight?" I ask.

"Yes." He repeats, bring his lips to mine once more. "And what an amazing sight you are."