Emma opened the door to Granny's to loud and excited squeals and a delicately decorated diner, pastel colored streamers hung from the ceiling, a gift table that looked like it had come straight off a Pinterest board, and a buffet of food made by Granny and Snow. Overwhelmed with all the planning for the wedding, Emma had let Snow have free reign when it came to planning her bridal shower and her mother seemed to have tried to blend their styles nicely.

"The bride's here!" Ruby said excitedly as soon as she laid eyes on Emma and pulled her into the bridal shower. It appeared that every woman Emma had ever met in Storybrooke was in the diner, munching on finger sandwiches and having tea. Emma was guided into a booth where her mother, Belle, and Elsa were sitting.

"Hey mom! Great job on the shower thanks for taking it over," Emma said as she sat down, "If I had one more thing to plan I would have pulled my hair out."

"Well you're handling it all very well, only a few more things to finalize right?" Belle asked.

"Yeah but getting all the flowers picked out, menus finalized, my dress still needs some alterations and Killian and I still can't decide on who to officiate the ceremony," Emma sighed, feeling the usual knot of anxiety that had been residing in her chest ever since she started planning this wedding tighten, "Fighting down monsters seems like a walk in the park compared to all this planning."

"Well it'll all be worth it once you two are married and maybe have a little one on the way," Aurora joined into the conversation.

Emma choked and spluttered at the princess's words, accidentally spraying her mother with water, "Sorry Mom!" Emma said to her mother before turning to Aurora. "We hadn't really talked about kids yet," Emma explained still flustered.

"What? You two are getting married and you haven't talked about kids yet? What if he wants 5 of them and all boys?" Ashley asked, joining into the conversation too.

"No, I mean we've talked about it but as a more future thing," Emma clarified suddenly feeling everyone's eyes on her.

"Well I hope you're not planning on waiting too long Miss Swan, your clock is ticking," Regina mentioned as she sipped from her glass of wine.

"I mean I'm only 32-" Emma tried to get a word in before being interrupted.

"Plus I want some more grandbabies running around, Henry is practically all grown up now!" Snow added.

"I-" Emma started to speak but was soon interrupted again.

"Not to mention how beautiful those babies would be, they will have some great genes," Granny interjected starting off a wave of conversation about little boys with her hair and his eyes and chin or little girls with dark hair and green eyes like hers. Emma felt as though she didn't even need to be in the room for this conversation to be happening as all the other women in the room carried on with hypothetical baby talk.

"Could you just imagine Killian as a father though? He would be so great at it, he always helps out the school children when they come into the library," Belle said to a chorus of 'awwws.'

"How much do you want to bet she'll be pregnant by the time she gets back from her honeymoon?" Regina asked.

"Ohh I'll take that bet, those two won't be able to keep their hands off each other," Ruby exclaimed to a round of giggles, "Hey how about we start a betting pool on when they make the announcement?" she suggested.

"I'll take that bet," Tink piped up.

"Me too! Sounds like easy money," Ariel rose from her seat.

"ENOUGH!" Emma erupted, slamming her hands on the table. Everyone stopped chattering and looked at her, expressions ranging from shock to embarrassment and guilt to a sarcastic eyebrow raise from Regina.

"Just please no pregnancy bets, for love of God," Emma asked, she couldn't believe she actually had to ask her ground of friends that.

"Okay you got it, no pregnancy bets," Elsa nodded and placed her hand over Emma's. "Now Ruby how about you set up some of those bridal shower games you had in mind while Emma and I grab some more tea?"

"Yeah okay," Ruby agreed, throwing a guilty and apologetic look at Emma as she rose from the booth.

"Thanks," Emma whispered to Elsa as they walked to the tea station Snow had set up.

"Don't mention it, I happen to know a thing or two about emotional outbursts," Elsa shrugged.

"I mean it's not like Killian and I don't want kids; we definitely do and it's been something we've talked about, but it was always like pillow talk and a future thing. Not a 'we're going to start trying right as soon as we tie the knot' thing you know what I mean?" Emma asked.

"Yeah and that's understandable. It's your family and it's your choice of if and when it comes," Elsa reassured her.

"Thanks it's just that for a minute there it felt like it was everyone else's choice but my own, especially when talk of a betting pool started," Emma shrugged.

"Yeah it was starting to get out of hand," Elsa nodded, "You ready to play some silly bridal shower games and put it past you?"

"Yeah let's see what Ruby cooked up in that twisted head of hers," Emma smiled, they looked back to see two teams of two fruitlessly trying to get a roll of toilet paper stuck between the knees of one woman around the stick of a plunger held between the legs of her teammate.

"Maybe we can skip that one," Elsa murmured in Emma's ear causing Emma to snort with laughter. They hung back and watched Ariel was successfully able to get her plunger shaft through the hole in the roll between Belle's knees. Elsa and Emma were nearly crying with laughter once they sat back down at the booth.

"Emma, we're sorry that we made you feel pressured and uncomfortable earlier. It's perfectly fine that you and Killian want to wait a few years to have kids and we shouldn't have said anything," Snow said quietly as Emma slid into her seat.

"Yeah we didn't mean it to seem like we were all pressuring you to get knocked up right away and I'm really sorry about suggesting the betting pool," Ruby apologized.

"It's okay, no hard feelings," Emma assured them and sat back and tried to enjoy the rest of her shower.

"Hey love, how was the shower?" Killian said from his spot on the couch, a book open on his lap.

"It was good, mom did a great job planning it," Emma answered plopping down next to him on the couch and resting her head on her shoulder.

"Anything interesting happen?"

"A couple party games that Ruby came up with that I have saved on my phone for a rainy day," Emma giggled softly. She felt his shoulder shake slightly as he chuckled.

"Anything else, you seem a little perplexed?" he asked shifting in his seat so he could drape his arm around her shoulders.

Emma sighed and ran a hand through her long hair, "When I first got there, everyone got onto the subject of us having kids."

"Well that is something that we've talked about a little, have you put anymore thought into it?" he asked carefully.

"A little bit, I think I just want to hold off on it for a little bit," she confessed to him.

She felt his breath catch in his chest and was afraid she had hurt him, she lifted her head from his shoulder and looked him in the eye, "Hey I only meant I want to maybe wait a year or two, so that we can just enjoy being married. And then we can start trying to have a little pirate of our own."

Killian considered her words for a moment, "I think that sounds like a splendid idea, babies are a lot of work and I would love to have some time to just enjoy having you as my wife."

"Yeah?"

"Of course," he pressed a kiss to her forehead, "I know you Emma and I had a feeling that you would want to wait a little while before we considered having children or if we would want to have any at all."

Emma smiled and stroked his face, rubbing her thumb along his cheekbone, "Did I mention how lucky I am to be marrying someone who truly loves and understands me?"

"You could mention it more often love," he smiled at her before kissing her.