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It took Bernadette a few months to save up enough money for it. Between some small easy tracking jobs and some large healing jobs. She had enough money to make it up to Killian. She had picked out weeks ago, the perfect one for him. Big but not huge, fast, capable, and all his.

Yes, Bernadette was buying Captain Hook a ship. Even though he denied it during their fight she knew he was lying about missing the sea and the freedom a ship offered.

Maybe it was a bribe, maybe it was an apology. Bernadette wasn't sure. All she knew was that Killian would smile and be more than happy. And surprised, she couldn't forget about surprised.

She waited until the afternoon to tell Killian. She actually thought about how she wanted to word it. Because this really mattered to her, his happiness.

She had just finished clearing the table when Killian walked up behind her and placed one kiss on the shell of her ear. No, he was not getting his way, not this time at least.

Bernadette turned in his arms and tried to look serious. "It's only been a few hours; you miss me already?"

"I always miss you." He leaned in for a proper kiss.

"Stop, I have a surprise for you." He froze and one eye brow rose. "Close your eyes, take my hand and trust me." Bernadette trusted him enough not to use a blindfold.

He did as she asked, because he always did. But he did have one comment when he realized which direction she was leading him. "Love, usually when you say that, you lead me towards the bedroom, not outside."

"Not this time." She said through her smile.

Bernadette led him outside and to the edge of the dock. And she placed his hand against the wood.

"Open your eyes." She whispered in his ear. He did so and stared confused at the ship next to him.

"Deliveries aren't for another week." He commented.

"This one came early."

He looked the vessel over; she saw longing no matter how much he tried to hide it. "Whoever owns this ship is one lucky mate."

"He is, the luckiest one I know."

Killian looked at her, confused. "Whose ship is this, lass?"

Gods above, sometimes he was so daft. "Yours." Now there was no way she could stop the smile from growing on her face.

Killian Jones was rendered speechless, which didn't happen very often. His wide blue eyes darted from the ship to Bernadette and back. He needed a moment for it to sink in. For a good moment he wasn't sure what to do first, walk onto the ship or truly thank his wife.

He went with the second option and gathered Bernadette in his arms, spinning her around. "Thank you, love." He whispered in her ear and he was close to tears. The things this woman did to him.

Bernadette placed a gentle kiss on his lips. "You're very welcome. Now go explore your ship."

He picked her up, bridal style and walked up the gangplank. Killian gently placed her back on her feet and walked around the deck. Bernadette sat herself down on the railing and just watched. And that wasn't the only news she was going to share with him. But she would let him have his moment.

Killian found himself at the wheel, this was his ship, and he almost couldn't believe it. His remarkable wife must have pulled a few strings to make this happen. He was captain again, that was a wonderful feeling. And on this ship he was going to make new memories, ones where people did not die and there were no sea burials.

He didn't hear her come up beside him. Bernadette had butterflies in her stomach and she couldn't keep it to herself any longer.

"This is perfect love. Just you and me, going anywhere the wind takes us." He said.

"Well it won't just be the two of us…" She started to say then stopped, looking up at him. Her feelings were torn, she was happy and nervous at the same time.

Killian turned to look at her, confused. Then it dawned on him. "You're with child?" He asked, almost not believing his own words.

She nodded and swallowed hard. "Are you mad?" They hadn't really discussed children. They certainly acted like wanted one, or two or ten at the rate they were going. But nothing ever happened until now.

She was going to ask him again; he was still in shock. But before she could, Killian swept her up in his arms. His kisses were almost frantic, she joyfully returned them. No, he was far from mad.

"I love you, I could never be mad at you for this. Gods above, darling, I love you so much. I'm going to be a father." He just kept repeating himself and peppering her face with kisses. She couldn't get a word in edgewise. Besides the fact she was giggling.

His hand now rested on her stomach, he just stared and then he started talking to it. "Hello little one. I'm your father, the devilishly handsome one and your mother is the incredibly stunning woman here. Now as the child of a former pirate and a former bounty hunter, you will not get away with anything. Your mother and I have done it all before you were born."

Former, they were former somethings. How well did that sit with her? Lately she had gone back to her old ways, part time at least. Would she ever go back full time? And if she did, would Killian feel the need to become a pirate again?

No, they couldn't go back to their old lives, not when they had a child on the way. Children needed a stable life and thankfully Killian and Bernadette could offer that.

"Come on Captain, let's see what this ship can do. I paid good money for it."

"Aye that you did." Killian led her to the wheel, placing her hands on it and together they steered the ship. He began to hum a song in her ear, a lullaby.

In her mind's eye, she saw a child playing on the deck.

"I think it's a boy." She whispered.

"It could be a little lass. No matter, I love you and our child, until my last breath." He replied.

And Bernadette believed him.

Aww, a happy family of three! Don't hold your breath there, people.

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