Hey guys, thanks for the comments, I love reading what you think. Here is the penultimate chapter.

I'm feeling generous so going to post the last chapter along with this!

Enjoy!


The months leading up to the birth were happily uneventful; Killian worked long hours filming the show's 6th season, Emma waddled around after the three kids, who thankfully were on their best behaviour after Killian had a chat with the boys about how they needed to help look after Emma and the baby. Both boys took the responsibility very seriously, helping the only ways they knew how, by offering favourite toys to Emma's growing baby bump, reading it stories, and even sharing their snacks. Despite their eagerness to assist Killian did ask if he could hire a new nappy just to help out, and Emma reluctantly agreed. Her name was Johanna, a kind older woman with a soothing British accent and no nonsense demeanour that Emma particularly liked. It was good for Emma to have some adult company since Mary Margaret and David did eventually have to go home due to work commitments.

They celebrated their first Christmas together, Killian had to spend a week of his Christmas break in LA doing screen tests for his upcoming movie but he was home in time for Christmas Eve and they spent the holiday's switched off from the outside world playing in the snow, drinking hot cocoa, and watching cheesy Christmas movies. It was perfect. Robin, Regina, and Roland came by the day after Christmas resulting in a snowball fight, no war, of epic proportions!

It wasn't long before spring rolled by and in early April Killian was on set finishing up shooting his last scene for Ever After when he got the call. In less than 20 minutes he was running through the front door of their home.

"Emma! Emma, love, where are you?" he shouted frantically.

"For goodness sake, stop bellowing like a wild animal!" Johana scolded him. "She's upstairs packing her hospital bag; she'll be down in a minute!"

Killian was breathing heavily, his heart racing. Johanna walked over to him and gave him a hug that would rival any boa constrictor!

"Everything is going to be fine, dear! Now go wash that ridiculous eye liner off your face and change clothes!"

Killian hadn't even realised he was still in costume, he'd rushed home so quickly. He laughed at himself and jogged upstairs. He poked his head into their bedroom where he saw Emma kneeling on the floor folding some baby clothes and putting them into a small case. She paused holding her stomach and taking deep breaths for a couple seconds then straightened up again and zipped up her case.

"Everything ok, love?"

She turned around to see him grinning excitedly at her. He shoulders dropped with relief.

"Ok now you're here! It's silly, I've done this twice already but I'm still nervous!"

He kneeled down beside her and took her hand.

"It's ok to be nervous, I'm going to be right there beside you, we can do this; you can do this!" he kissed her forehead, "God I love you Emma!"

She smiled then furrowed her brows, "Why are you still dressed like a pirate?"

He blushed, "Well I didn't want to miss anything so I may have rushed home quicker than necessary…"

She giggled then grabbed his hand tightly, breathing deeply through another contraction.

"Right well get changed quickly, it's getting close and I don't want our baby thinking its father is a buccaneer!"

The labour was relatively quick, being her third birth. Killian felt like no sooner had they entered the hospital then he was holding his daughter in his arms. Emma smiled as she watched him gently rock their baby in his arms singing softly to her. As she watched a single tear run down his cheek she swore she'd never been happier!

"You know…we still need to name her!" she said softly.

He walked over to his girlfriend, kissed their daughter on the head and carefully handed her back so Emma could feed her.

"Aye, I was thinking about that…"

"Any ideas?"

"How do you feel about Abigail, it mean's 'father's joy', and after everything that has happened, all the pain we've gone through to get here I couldn't be happier!"

Emma smiled, "Well little Abigail, what do you think of that? I think you are going to be a daddy's girl!"

(5 months later)

Killian looked out the plane window at his emerald Isle; he'd missed being at home over the summer due to his crazy schedule. He had to pack all his filming for his new movie into the 4 months of summer hiatus from Ever After. It was hectic; he was exhausted, and worst of all he missed out on summer with his family, missed out on those first few precious months of Abigail's life, not to mention his and Emma's one year anniversary. Emma had insisted he go, she knew how badly he wanted this part, it would be amazing for his career and there were already whispers of Oscar buzz surrounding it. Killian had been nominated for awards before but hadn't won any yet, this could potentially be his first Oscar nomination and she wasn't about to hinder his chances. She wouldn't even let him fly home on the weekends, saying that he needed to focus on his part. So a long distance FaceTime relationship had to do. Filming for Ever After picked up again in a week so really he was just flying home for a couple days so he could help Emma travel back to Vancouver with the four kids. He hated the fact that he'd missed their anniversary. He'd sent Emma flowers and gifts and called her but it wasn't the same, he longed to be with her, to feel her, to kiss her…he groaned, slumping in his seat; he hadn't stopped twitching the whole flight, nervous energy pulsating through him. He took the small box out of his pocket; he hadn't wanted to risk it getting lost in his luggage. The diamond sparkled brightly; he picked the ring up and moved it around watching the light hit it at every angle.

"So is this his attempt at making up for missing your anniversary?" Mary Margaret asked her friend, arms folded across her chest. The fact Killian was MIA for the anniversary seemed to annoy her more than Emma.

"For the hundredth time, he wanted to come home for it, I wouldn't let him!" Emma rolled her eyes at her friend and sister-in-law.

"I don't know how you can be so relaxed about your boyfriend spending his summer in Margot Robbie's arms on some tropical location"

Emma sighed, "He's an actor Mary Margaret! They were acting! I know how Killian feels about me, and this movie was an opportunity I wasn't going to let him miss, or screw up because he was missing me. And yes, since you asked…tonight he is making up for missing our anniversary!" She gave a twirl, "Now tell me what you think of my dress!"

"I think you'll be lucky if you make it to dinner looking like that! He'll devour you Emma, especially if he's spent the last 4 months celibate!"

Emma blushed, "well I guess technically celibate, we just had to find more creative ways to satisfy those needs…"

Mary Margaret looked at the IPad propped up on the bedside table, "Ew, I don't want to know!"

Emma opened her jewellery box and put on the diamond pear drop earrings Killian gave her for their date to the IFTA's and a diamond tennis bracelet, Killian's anniversary present. She slipped on some black heels and took one last look at the deep red backless dress she'd picked for the evening. He'd mentioned in a past conversation that red was his favourite colour and she'd made a mental note, she'd been thinking about their reunion since the day he left and she wanted everything to be perfect. She sprayed some of his favourite perfume and then heard her phone vibrate on the dresser behind her; she smiled seeing his name appear on the screen.

Hey Love, the car should be there soon to pick you up, I'll meet you there! I can't wait! Love you! Kx

Emma had no idea where they were going; just that they were going to stay overnight and dinner was formal dress. She chewed on her bottom lip smiling and quickly typed out a reply.

I hope you got some sleep on the flight…because you're not getting much tonight! E. x

Minx! I'll hold you to that promise darling! K. x

The doorbell rang and Emma grabbed her overnight bag, ran downstairs, kissed each of the kids and hugged Mary Margaret "Thanks for babysitting! I owe you one!"

"Just have fun, don't worry about us we'll be fine. Tell Killian we say hi!"

Emma opened the front door to see a sleek black Audi R8 waiting outside; the driver hopped out the car and took her bag, "Thank you! I don't suppose you can tell me where I'm going?"

The man smiled, "Afraid not ma'am, sworn to secrecy!" he winked and Emma rolled her eyes biting back her smile, in just a few minutes she was going to see Killian and she could barely contain her excitement.

Killian left the hotel reception, after leaving strict instructions with the staff about how he wanted their room to look when they came back after dinner. He jumped in a taxi, dressed in his Armani Suit and told the driver, "Restaurant Patrick Guilbaud please" he checked his watch; he should make it there before Emma, with enough time to have a quick drink to calm his nerves. He patted the inside pocket of his jacket again checking for the hundredth time that the small ring box was still there. Tonight was the night; He'd been planning this for almost a year, playing with the idea of it for longer, but the last thing he wanted was to send Emma running again, the way she had when he first kissed her, and then again when he asked her to move in. The plan had been to ask her after a couple months of living together but then when he found out she was pregnant his plan was on hold, he didn't want her thinking that was the reason he was asking, that he felt some sort of obligation. He needed her to know that he wanted this, more than anything he wanted to call Emma his wife. Butterflies were soaring in his stomach as the taxi pulled up at the Michelin star restaurant. "Ok Jones, this is your moment!"

As Emma was being led to their table she couldn't help but blush when her eyes locked with Killian and she saw him rise from his seat, jaw almost hitting the floor as his eyes drifted from hers down her body and back up.

"Guess the dress is a hit then!" she thought smugly to herself; he walked to her and gave her a hug and chaste kiss on the lips, they were in a public restaurant after all!

"Swan, you look…" he searched his mind for the right word but none of them seemed to do her justice.

"I know..." she smiled at him. "You look pretty damn good yourself!"

His eyes twinkled happily and he flashed her his most charming smile, his confidence slowly returning. They took their seats and he ordered a bottle of champagne.

"What are we celebrating tonight?" She asked.

"Our anniversary of course!"

His tongue brushed his bottom lip and the intensity of his stare was enough to wake a pool of desire in her core. He poured two glasses for them.

"Just don't drink too much darling; I want you sober for what I have planned for you." She told him.

His eyebrow cocked up, amusement playing on his face.

"Is that so, love? And what exactly do you have planned for me?"

Emma slowly rubbed her foot against the back of his calf, causing his eyes to widen then darken instantly.

"Patience…" she teased him.

His hand shot down and grabbed her tightly by the ankle, stilling her foot.

"Emma, I'm trying to be a gentleman and wine and dine you before we move celebrations to our hotel room but you aren't exactly making it easy… if you don't stop I won't be able to keep myself from pulling you into the restrooms and taking you right now in this restaurant, so unless that's what you want to happen, I suggest you stop…now!"

Every inch of Emma's body was screaming at her not to stop, to call his bluff, to revel in being ravished hungrily by him in a fancy restaurant restroom…but she knew he had carefully planned this evening and she didn't want to ruin any of his preparations. Biting her lip, she carefully moved her foot back to the floor, was that a look of disappointment briefly crossing his face? She decided to behave herself and wait and see what Killian had arranged for the evening; she changed the conversation.

"Tell me about filming in the Mediterranean." It was the best she could come up with and she was genuinely interested about his experience being in a high budget movie, with such high profile cast mates.

He exhaled and closed his eyes for a moment to regain his composure, then smiled slyly at her.

"Oh you know, exotic locations, amazing food, beautiful people…it was torture…" he winked at her.

"Not cool Jones!" Emma scoffed, kicking him under the table.

"Hey I thought we agreed no more footsie!"

"OK, OK!" she held her hands up in surrender, "So when is the premier?"

"November, they're working round the clock to get post production finished so the movie can hit theatres in time to hopefully catch this year's Oscar nominations…" he shook his head in disbelief. "Of course there is no guarantee the academy will like it…"

She reached over and took his hand. "We'll just wait and see! I'm excited to watch it with you…anything I need to prepare myself for ahead of time?" she asked hesitantly.

He rubbed behind his ear, blushing slightly, "It's a complex character, not necessarily a likeable one, there is a torture scene, and then Robbie and I…well we have a pretty intense scene…the movie is rated R for a reason…"

"I see…" she bit her lip, she knew he had sex scenes and she was completely fine with it, but watching it on the big screen would be something she'd have to mentally prepare herself for. "And…how was it…?"

He raised his eyebrow. "How was…?"

"God Killian, are you going to make me spell it out? How was the sex scene with arguably one of the most beautiful women in the world?" her tone wasn't angry, just curious.

He shrugged, "awkward…if I'm being honest. You're wearing next to nothing in a room full of people giving you direction, they had to put so much makeup on me to try and cover how much I was blushing…it was pretty bloody humiliating."

Emma giggled, "Not you're sexiest moment then!"

He laughed, "No definitely not!"

He reached out and squeezed her hand, then ran his thumb across her knuckles, stopping at her ring finger subconsciously rubbing circles around where he hoped his diamond ring would be by the end of the night. He looked thoughtful and Emma eyed him curiously.

"They make those scenes look far more enjoyable then they actually are, but then that's the magic of film making!" he stopped his thumb, realising what he was doing, and looked up at her. "If you don't want to watch it, we can do the red carpet and then just slip out of the theatre before the film starts, I don't mind!"

She thought for a moment then replied, "No, I want to see it, you're a brilliant actor, Killian, I'm really proud of you getting this role, besides, I've never confused you with one of your characters before, I know the difference!"

He leaned forward, "Really? Are you trying to tell me you didn't fall for me because you had a massive crush on Captain Hook?" His eyebrows were sky high and he smiled mischievously as he teased her.

She blushed, "I did not have a 'massive crush' on Hook!" She protested.

"Oh, so you just had my action figure as an investment, hoping it'd be worth something someday?"

"Who told you I had…" she stopped then groaned, "I'm going to kill Mary Margaret!"

"Don't worry Swan" he chuckled, "I'm flattered…really! And if they ever made an Emma Swan action figure you could damn well guarantee I'd buy one!"

"Well at least I know what to get you for Christmas this year!"

They carried on through the meal laughing together; Emma filled Killian in on the kids and what milestones Kathryn and Abigail had reached; how the boys were doing with their soccer. Killian explained his upcoming schedule to her and they discussed the logistics of moving their family of 6 back to Vancouver.

Eventually the check came and it was time for the car to pick them up to take them to their hotel, Killian put his suit jacket over her shoulders to shelter her from the cool night air. Now they were outside, no longer with the table as a barrier, his arm didn't leave her waist, he climbed into the back of the car with her and held her hand the whole ride, he'd waited 4 months to see her, he wasn't about to let her go!

As soon as they reached the hotel elevator Emma had pushed Killian up against the wall covering his face with kisses, moving from his lips to his jaw, down his neck, her fingers messing up his hair then moving down to start unbuttoning his shirt. He began to chuckle and grabbed her wrists to stop her.

"Fuck Emma!"

"Yes, that's kind of the idea!"

"Em, these elevators have security cameras, I'd rather not give them a show!"

Emma giggled; feeling embarrassed "I didn't know!"

"It's OK, love." He stroked her cheek, "I want you too…I just need to do something first…"

She looked at him with a confused expression, "what?"

"Patience, love!" He smiled; his heart pounding.

The elevator doors opened and he led her down the hotel corridor to their room, he took a deep breath and opened the door.

Emma gasped!