Two pink lines. That was all it took to send Emma into a complete worry. She was found sitting on the bathroom floor leaning her back up against the bathtub, her eyes directed straight into the pregnancy test she was holding. Her thoughts to this sudden discovery were all jumbled in her head. She was surprised, to say the least, as Killian and she had not been trying for a baby, yet she was still kind of joyful seeing the results. Thinking back to her time first spent with Henry in Storybrooke, she remembered how bad it felt to miss out on raising him, but now she finally had a chance to give this child everything she wanted to give to Henry.
The other thing now in her mind was how Killian would take the news. Would he be happy to start a family with her? Or would he think that he's not quite ready yet to raise a child? Emma has seen how great a step father he is with Henry, so why shouldn't he be ready to take on the role of a father with their child?
Emma knew one thing for certain, and that was she should quit debating her future and playing out different scenarios in her head, get up from the bathroom floor, and do something about it. And that was when she decided she needed some more advice on this topic, and who better to go to for advice than her mother?
Before leaving, she made sure to hide the pregnancy test to the best of her ability if Killian happened to come back to the house on his lunch break and find it. The most satisfactory hiding place she could think of in a hurry was burying it in her sock drawer and for extra concealment, she wrapped it up in toilet paper. She then grabbed her red leather jacket, slipped on her boots, and made her way out the door.
Fiddling with the keys in her pocket, she finally managed to grasp onto her familiar swan key chain that held the key to her famous yellow Volkswagen bug.
Hopping into the comfortable driver's seat she knew all too well, she quickly buckled up, turned the key in the ignition, and eased her foot on the gas starting her journey to the Charming's farmhouse that lay just on the outskirts of the town.
Not even bothering to knock, she correctly presumed that the door would be open, as she knew her mother had the day off from teaching, she graciously welcomed herself into the house.
"Mom, it's me. Where are you?" She yelled out, taking off her jacket and throwing it on the blue loveseat in the adjacent family room.
"I'm in the office dear" Mary Margaret lively replied just loud enough for Emma to hear from downstairs.
Making her way upstairs, the sound of Emma's quickly paced steps on the hardwood spiral staircase echoed throughout the house.
Entering the office, she found Mary Margaret sitting at her desk working on her laptop. "Emma, what a pleasant surprise. I didn't know you were coming over" Mary Margaret chipperly replied looking up from her computer.
"Yeah, I wasn't planning on stopping by, but something came up and I need your advice" Emma said blatantly, pulling up a chair from the corner of the room up to her desk and took a seat.
"Well, I was just working on lessons for next week for my class on North American birds, but I will always make time for you. So, what's up?" She inquired, scooting her chair closer, allowing her to focus all her attention on her daughter.
Emma took in a deep breath before starting her conversation, "Err, well mom, today I found out something a bit alarming and I have decided to share it with you hoping to get some advice about this predicament." She nervously spoke up, trying her best to maintain eye contact, but ultimately failing as she found herself glancing to and from the giant blue bird painting on the wall which was quite distracting.
"And what predicament would this be?" Mary Margaret replied inquisitively, raising an eyebrow as she took a sip of her coffee from her stainless-steel thermos.
"I guess to just lay it out plain and simple…I'm pregnant" Emma blatantly blurted out causing Mary Margaret to choke a bit on her drink.
"Really?! Emma congrats that's great news!" She excitedly announced before getting up to hug her daughter.
Emma awkwardly accepted her hug and let out a nervous laugh indicating that the hug was lasting a little too long. Mary Margaret took the hint and returned back to her chair, but the bright smile she had from the news still had not left her face.
"Emma, I'm so happy for you! Wait, does Killian know yet?" She said as her expression suddenly changed from ecstatic to concerned.
Emma shifted slightly in her seat before saying, "Funny you should mention that because that was why I came to see you, actually"
Mary Margaret gave her a worrisome look and they both sat in silence before Emma decided to continue.
"I haven't told Killian yet because I'm unsure of how he is going to take it. I just feel like this is such a big responsibility, and it was not like we were planning to have a kid yet, so what if he isn't ready?" Emma hesitantly admitted.
"Oh Emma, I am sure Killian will love to find out that he is going to be a father. There's no need to stress and worry. Just tonight, or whenever you're ready, bring it out in the open. I'm positive he will take it quite well" she replied reassuringly, reaching out to grab Emma's hand.
Emma grinned at Mary Margaret's kind motherly gesture as she finally felt like she had the confidence and assurance to tell Killian the news that they would soon welcome their child into the world.
"Thanks mom. I always knew you would say exactly what I needed right now" she beamed before getting up, ready to finally face her husband.
"Anytime Emma, I'm glad you came to me first" Mary Margaret resounded looking back up at Emma.
Just as Emma was about to exit her office and into the hallway, a thought popped into her head.
"Hey mom, could you maybe keep this news on the down low for me? I don't want Killian to find out until I tell him, and I know once this is out, it will spread like wildfire" she laughed out then turned around and made her way back down the stairs and out to her bug.
And a wildfire it was. Mary Margaret could not contain her excitement once discovering Emma's secret, so later that day while picking her lunch up at Granny's, she accidentally let it slip out while conversing with Granny.
She immediately knew when she revealed the news that she had made a mistake and regretted it. Attempting to fix her mistake, she made Granny promise not to tell, but Granny was known to gossip around town, and not to mention the diner bystanders who just happened to eavesdrop on their conversation who knew the secret as well.
The news spread fast as everyone in Storybrooke were so close, they were either related or really good friends with each other, that by 2pm the entire town knew; well, except for Killian thankfully. But he was hearing strange things being said to him by the townsfolk as he was out on patrol that made him curious.
Like any day working at the station, Killian frequently liked to ditch sitting at the desk doing paperwork, and venture out to the town to go on patrol and get some fresh air as he could escape the mundane police station. When he did this, Emma would usually scold him and tell him to focus on his task at hand, but this time Emma was back at their home on her day off, so Killian took it upon himself to take a stroll around Storybrooke.
His favorite destination to venture off first was the docks to breathe in the calming scent of the sea breeze. To no surprise, not much was going on, much less anything that needed a sheriff's attention, but he still enjoyed coming out to see the familiar sight of the Jolly again.
All the sudden he was greeted by a pat on his back, causing him to turn around. To his surprise, he found his old mate Captain Nemo warmly welcoming him.
"Good to see you again old friend" Nemo smiled shaking Killian's hand.
"It's nice to see you too, mate. What kind of adventures have you been up to?" Killian inquired, still sort of shaken up by seeing Captain Nemo again.
"Well, the Nautilus came into port about a week ago from our voyage searching the depths, looking for the lost city Atlantis. Unfortunately, we were at a loss; however, it was a rather grand adventure" he proudly stated.
"Good to hear, sounds like quite the tale" Killian responded before being interrupted by Nemo.
"Oh, by the way I just happened to hear the good news and wish you congratulations" he happily exclaimed, patting Killian on the shoulder. "But I best be off, the crew and I have a lot more supplies to load up for our next voyage; good luck my boy. I'm sure our adventure is nothing compared to the one you're about to embark on" he continued before heading back to his submarine at the other end of the dock.
Killian waved goodbye, but was ultimately left confused at what his past Captain was congratulating him on. He eventually shrugged it off, and continued to make his rounds, before saying a quick goodbye to the Jolly as well.
Next up, Killian decided to walk into the heart of Storybrooke; right down Main Street, as he thought more commotion could be found. 'Maybe Grumpy was wreaking havoc at the Rabbit Hole or something?' He thought to himself.
He was admiring all the Christmas decorations that started to pop up at the various shops and establishments as the town was eager to celebrate the holidays as soon as Thanksgiving was over. So far, not much was out of the ordinary, so he continued to make his way down the street.
Just as he passed Sneezy's convenience store, the sound of the bell on the door chimed as Archie was exiting holding a white plastic bag containing his latest purchases.
"Why hello there officer Jones, lovely day isn't it?" Dr. Hopper called out halting Killian in his tracks to stop and make small talk.
"Aye, it is indeed a wonderful day, with everyone in the holiday spirit and all" Killian graciously replied.
"Very true. I hear your Christmas gift just happened to come early. Aren't you the lucky one!" Archie congratulated him with a smile etched on his face.
"Um, I don't know what you quite mean by that, mate?" Killian perplexingly questioned as he tilted his head slightly.
"Ah, nonsense my good man. I have to run though, I have an appointment at 3:30 that I must rush back for. Have a great rest of your day; however, I don't see it getting any better from the glorious news." He quickly resounded, patting Killian on the back before parting ways to head to his office.
This left Killian in an even more flustered state. Two times this day people had congratulated him on something he had not known a reason behind their excitement. He stood there lost in thought while he pondered on what everyone must be referring to. He ended up reaching no logical conclusion, so he decided to trek onwards hoping to find some other excitement elsewhere.
Before his shift ended at 5pm, Killian encountered a handful of more strange and vague congratulations and kind gestures from various Storybrooke citizens. He was still at a loss for any explanation behind it, but he thought that Emma would possibly have some answers when he returned home and shared the tale of his interesting day.
"Emma, I'm home!" he declared upon entering their home, as he hung up his coat on the nearby rack and then peeked into the family room.
"In the dining room" Emma's voice traveled through the house indicating her presence.
Killian let out a sigh of relief, as it was unusual to find Emma not on the couch watching T.V on her days off when he arrived home.
He kicked off his work boots and made his way to his lovely awaiting wife. Once he entered the dining room, he could feel the mood in the room seem a tad tense. He wasn't sure what was up, but he could just tell something was off.
"Are you alright, Love?" He asked Emma before taking a seat next to her at the neatly set cherry oak table.
"Yup, I'm fine. How was work today? Did I miss anything exciting?" She questioned trying to put off the baby news for a little bit longer.
"Nothing that exciting, but it was a quite peculiar day. People around town kept congratulating me, which was the oddest thing. Have any ideas on that, Swan?" He inquired furrowing his brow.
"Crap, Mary Margaret. Of course she'd spill the beans" she cursed under her breath which sounded like incoherent mumbling to Killian.
"What was that, Love? Didn't quite catch all of that" he commented as he rubbed her back.
"Oh nothing, just remind me to give my mother I stern talking to when we see her again" she chuckled, tucking a loose piece of her blond hair behind her ear as she leaned back into her chair.
At this moment Emma decided to be brave and get it over with. She had defeated dragons, demons, and the worst of some villains, but this obstacle was still something standing in her way.
She took a deep breath in before grabbing a small pink wrapped box from underneath the table adorning a blue bow on its top and slid it over to Killian.
"What's this, Love? I seem to recall that Christmas is still in 20 days." He confusedly mentioned.
"Just open it. I hope you like it" she claimed as she awaited his reaction to what lay inside.
He cautiously untied the bow and neatly took off the wrapping paper before popping off the top of the square shaped gift box. He glanced at his wife one last time before finally looking at the surprise that was inside.
An audible gasp emitted from Killian as he unwrapped the pregnancy test that Emma had taken earlier that day. "Is it true Swan? I'm going to be a father? We're going to have a child?" He nervously asked.
"Yeah, I found out today and wanted to wait till you came home to share the news" she responded still unsure about his feelings towards it. "Are you okay with it?" She just had to ask as she reached for his hand.
"Oh, Swan, I'm more than okay. I'm so happy right now!" His face lit up immediately upon saying that and got up to engulf his wife in a huge hug.
"I'm glad you're taking it so well!" She laughed giddily as he picked her up and spun her around in his arms.
"Of course I'm taking it well, I can't wait to start a family with you" He lovingly replied before eagerly planting a kiss onto her lips.
Emma melted into the kiss and felt like she was on cloud nine in this beautiful moment. She didn't want it to end anytime soon.
As they finally parted she remembered what he had previously asked her. "Hey, well I think we solved the mystery behind your unknown congratulations. And I can't but feel responsible for that." She admitted.
"Aye, how did your news get spread across town so fast?" He responded as he too came out of their blissful euphoria.
"Well, I had told my mom after I found out and I guess that she had let it slip out sometime today. And you know this town; news travels fast" she confessed biting her lip.
"It all makes so much sense now, Love. Well, even though I was probably the last to know, I'm still glad I got to hear the final news from you" he replied, softly kissing her on the cheek.
"Also" he added "I always knew someday you'd have a little pirate in you, Swan" he proudly exclaimed thinking back to their time spent time traveling in the past.
"Speaking of which, what do you hope for? A little princess or pirate?" Emma mentioned as they fell back into their seats.
"Well, I'm fine as long as it's healthy, but if I were to have a preference, I'd long for a little lass I guess" he shyly admitted as he reached his hand out to rub Emma's, not even close to showing, belly.
"Well, whatever gender it is, I'm sure you'll be a wonderful father. I can't wait to meet our little one and start our family" Emma spoke out coming to terms with her even more bright future that awaited her.
"Aye, there would be no better adventure to go on with you Swan than the joyous experience of parenthood" he said wrapping his arms around her as she snuggled up into him.
After a few minutes spent together content like that, a thought popped into Emma's head.
"Now, how do we properly tell everyone about our good news? And even more challenging, how should we tell Henry?" She questioned looking up to Killian for his answer.
"I'd say nothing would confirm our news better than a party at Granny's. Wouldn't you say, Swan? Gather our family, friends and basically the rest of the town to announce the great news" he said running his fingers through her hair as she rested her head upon his shoulder.
"Sounds good to me" she smiled excitedly looking forward to the nine months that would lie ahead to the welcoming of their child into Storybrooke.
She could just see it now: Killian and her raising a daughter of their own together and seeing Killian be such a caring and protective father to her. As she too had hoped for a daughter as well. This was going to be a Christmas they'd always remember.