27 WEEKS
"No, Killian. We're not gonna name the babies Leopold or Victoria or whatever name you just said."
"But you said liked Brooklyn, Brook, Dylan and Aiden."
"Yes, I like Brooklyn and Dylan the most."
"Yeah, I think they're my favorites as well."
"Well, then I think that I'll go ask my parents for help."
"Maybe that's the best plan."
A little over 5 minutes later, they were at Mary Margaret and David's house.
"Mom, can you please tell Killian we're not gonna name our son Leopold and our daughter Victoria?"
"Hey, Leopold was my father's name. And I don't like Victoria either."
"We thought about Brooklyn or Brooke for our daughter and Dylan or Aiden for our son."
"And now you want my opinion, I get it. Well, I can tell that all of them are lovely names. If I had to choose, I'd go for Brooklyn and Dylan."
"These are our favorites too. Where's dad ?"
"He's getting some stuff for a little project of him. You know him."
"Ooh, no. What's he making this time ?"
"I wish I could tell you, but honestly, I don't know myself."
"When is he coming back ?"
"No idea. Probably not in the first hour since he only left about 10 minutes ago."
"Okay, then we'll come back tonight."
"Great, I'll see you again tonight then I guess."
"Bye mom."
"Bye Emma. Bye Killian."
They left. Mary Margaret watched as they did. But so did the person on the other side of the street. The person fast walked down the stairs towards the street and followed Emma and Killian. He followed them 'till they were at their house and there, he still watched them from behind a car. He watched them with a telescope so he could see what they were doing. The only thing was that he couldn't hear what they were saying.
"Hey, baba. What are we gonna do today ? I thought of going to the beach maybe."
"Aye, that sounds great. I'll go and get your bikini and my swimming trunks if you go and get some towels and sunscreen."
"Sure."
Emma took some towels and put them in a plastic bag. As well as the sunscreen.
"What bikini do I have to bring ?" Killian yelled from upstairs.
"Wait, I'm gonna come, so I can put it on already." Emma yelled back.
"I'm gonna come to you. Otherwise it will take like half an hour for you to get here."
"Hey, watch your words !"
"I'm telling the truth" he joked. He got down with a bikini and had his swimming trunks already on.
"Did you bring me a t-shirt and shorts as well ?"
"Of course."
"Good."
She went into the bathroom and put on her bikini and shorts. She walked back to Killian.
"Why haven't you put on your shirt yet ?"
"Not enjoying the view ?"
"I do, for sure. But I'm just wondering why."
"Well, give me your hand."
He gave his hand and she put it on her belly.
"They are kicking hard, I can tell."
"Yeah, it's like they are excited to go to the beach."
"Aye, that's probably it" he laughed.
Emma put her shirt on and took the bag and they left.
The beach was almost empty. But it was sunny. Emma just laid down on a towel in the sand while Killian went into the water. The whole afternoon had passed by. Emma had fallen asleep. And after some time, Killian had come out of the water to lay down in the sand next to her. He had watched her. She was beautiful and peaceful when she slept. It was late and Killian woke Emma up. They took all their stuff and left. At their house, they put everything away and took something to eat.
"Hey, Killian. I'm gonna put this outside. Then I can throw it away tomorrow" she said as she picked up the plastic bag with things that could be thrown away.
"Let me do that for you, love."
"It's not because I'm pregnant, that I can't put this outside."
"I know, but let me at least help you."
"Alright."
They put it outside and right before they turned around to get back inside, Emma froze.
"What's wrong ?"
"No, this can't be true."
"What can't be true ?"
"You ?!"