Chapter 4

Staring up at the ceiling, hands clasped across her protruding belly, Emma takes a deep calming breath. Glancing over at the time, the blonde shifts herself off of her bed carefully and reaches for her robe before heading out of her room towards the stairs. Walking down slowly and quietly, she makes her way into the kitchen, checking the rooms as she goes to make sure Harry is asleep. Stepping around the island to grab a glass of water, Emma stops upon seeing something catch her eye on the counter. Turning to look across, the blonde frowns seeing a plastic bag of items with her name wrote across the front.

Retrieving her glass of water, Emma then sits down at the island and takes hold of the bag, inspecting its contents. Shoving her hand inside, she pulls out the diamond ring in confusion and stares at it while muttering to herself. "This..can't be mine.." Fiddling with it within her hand, she hesitantly tries it on finding that it does not fit on her middle finger. Biting her lip and glancing over briefly to check for anyone coming, the blonde then slides it on her ring finger, finding it a perfect fit. Chuckling lightly, she pulls it off shaking her head. "Yeah okay.." Looking again for a moment, Emma then places it back inside the bag and makes her way back to her room.

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"Oh there you are..I was starting to think you weren't going to show your face, you'll only be prolonging the inevitable Emma" Harry smiles over at the blonde as she makes her entrance for breakfast.

"Don't I get a say in this?..this is my baby" Emma glares at him feeling her usual fear for the man subside for the sake of her unborn child.

"And this is my house and you are in my care!" The irritated man huffs and grabs his car keys. "Now get yourself something to eat then get in the bloody car or so help me god!"

Gulping slightly, the blonde takes a shaky breath and turns on her heel, grabbing a banana on the way. Yes she should eat for the baby, but right now on top of feeling what she assumes to be morning sickness, she was feeling sickness, sickness at what is about to happen.

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Throughout the car ride, Emma remained quiet and just kept her hands over her tummy. 'I am not getting rid of this baby' Staring out of the window, the blonde mentally curses herself as they approach the car park then steps out the car to follow Harry inside.

Once in a room, Emma sits herself on the bed needing to rest as not all her strength has returned from the accident and now she was also having trouble sleeping. Watching as Dr Scott enters the room, the blonde looks down to her bump.

"Ah Emma back for a check up I see.. Let's have a look.." The doctor looks at her notes he had taken from the desk and tries to mask his shock. "An abortion?..you want a-"

"Yes doc so give her that pill thing and we can go.." Clearly agitated, Harry crosses his arms.

Trying to take it in, the doctor watches Emma's actions as she rubs her tummy gently and looks sad. "Well unfortunately Mr Summers, it is not that simple..maybe a month ago yes but now, now she is too far gone for the simple pill, she would need to be operated on to remove the baby and from my professional opinion, right now that is not possible either..Emma is still visibly weak from the accident.. The only way to do so would be to keep her in again until she is ready"

Feeling as it could be her way out having listened to the doctor, Emma lifts her head. "I can do that...stay I mean.."

"Yeah right..not happening" Harry shakes his head at her as he begins to pace the room.

Sighing, the blonde looks at him. "Do you want me to get rid of this baby or not? It's the only way..otherwise I go with you now and keep it.."

Holding his hand out, Dr Scott frowns. "Wait a minute..it is just you Mr Summers that wants her to have an abortion? Emma doesn't want one herself?"

Quickly cutting in to cover himself, Harry shakes his head. "No..she does..I just wanted to hurry it up because it has been devastating her too much of the past and.."

Scoffing, Emma rolls her eyes feeling more brave with the doctor there. "Devastated about my past? I can't even remember!"

Looking between the pair, the doctor calls a nurse in. "Nurse re-admit Miss Swan here while I have a word with Mr Summers in my office"

Nodding the nurse helps Emma out while the two men walk towards the doctor's office.

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Sitting on the edge of the bed with her legs dangling over, Emma smiles down at her bump, knowing that Harry has now gone home after much protesting and she has time to sort something out. "Don't worry baby..mama's not gona let you go anywhere.."

"Why are you not even listening to me?! I don't care if you are saying she has family, I am telling you this now! We live in another town, she was coming here to tie up some loose ends, she is my fiancée! And this woman..she is her..her..she's related!"

Raising an eyebrow at the raised voice outside of her room, the blonde shrugs it off and steps down to go and shut her door for some peace and quiet. Poking her head out briefly, she sees two brunette's standing at the reception desk. One with short hair and the other in quite a state, but beautiful nonetheless.

"Just do a god damn DNA test and you will see! This is ridiculous!" Giving a small pace, the brunette sighs as the short haired woman places a hand on her shoulder to calm her. Slamming her fist down on the desk, the irate woman glares at the nurse behind the desk. "I want to see Emma Swan now!"

With her eyes widening, Emma blinks confused at the fact this woman has just asked to see her. 'Why would she want to see me?' 'Woah woah..wait a minute did she call me her fiancée?!' In a panic, the blonde quickly shuts her door then leans against it trying to process what she had just heard.

A/N: uh oh looks like Regina is on the warpath and Emma now knows something is not quite right!