A/N So sorry, my lovelies. It has been a terrible few weeks for me and writing has been then last thing I have wanted to do. I had to really force myself to finish this chapter so, I'm sorry if it seems a bit… off. Hopefully the 'off-ness' is mostly in my head. Cheers.

Chapter Thirty

Trudging up the staircase to their room, Emma is very quiet and Killian lets her keep her thoughts to herself until he kicks the bedroom door closed behind them and takes her hand, spinning her slowly to face him. Jolted from her reverie, Emma looks at Killian in question as her hands unconsciously go around his neck.

"I know it's late but, are you alright, Love?" he asks as he tilts his head to study her face better.

"I'll be fine." She says and tries to turn away towards the bed but Killian pulls her back to him again.

"Meaning you're not presently 'fine'. What's rolling around in that head of yours, darling?" he asks as he leans in and kisses her forehead tenderly.

Emma hesitates but she knows that he won't let it go until she tells him what's wrong and so she sighs, averts her eyes, and speaks.

"It was harder than I thought, to give Hope back to Belle. [Emma laughs once, nervously] I guess I got really used to her being a part of our lives." She finishes with a shrug, continuing to stare anywhere but in Killian's face.

Unconvinced, Killian narrows his eyes at her and opens his mouth but then thinks better of it and closes his mouth and releases her. Emma escapes to the washroom to take off her Atlantean robes and get ready for sleeping as Killian strips and ponders.

Emma walks out of the washroom a few minutes later fresh-faced and back in her t-shirt as she steps heavily towards the naked pirate in her bed. Cuddling in beside him, Emma sighs contentedly. She is almost asleep when Killian finally speaks.

"Emma?" he asks in a low voice, not wanting to wake her if she is already asleep.

"What's wrong?" she asks, jerking upright to look at Killian in a panic.

Killian quirks a brow at her and holds up a hand.

"Nothing's wrong, Love." He says with a small chuckle.

"Oh. It's usually something serious when you use my name. It's all 'darling', 'love' or 'Swan', usually." She says with a sleepy laugh as she relaxes back into the bed beside him.

Killian laughs again and then sobers and rubs the back of his neck in a nervous gesture.

"Well, it's nothing life-threatening for once, but it is serious, I suppose." He says in a tight voice, making Emma sit up again to look in Killian's eyes and place a comforting hand on his chest, urging him to continue.

"I've had a bit of a revelation and I wanted to ask you about it, darling." He says, pinning her with that intense gaze she can never look away from.

"Okaaay. Now I'm getting a bit nervous." She says with a smirk, trying to lighten the mood slightly.

Killian returns her smile and tucks a stray curl behind her ear before he begins.

"I am unsure what your thoughts in this area are, Love, but I thought I would broach the subject regardless."

Emma's trepidation is growing but she waits for him to continue. With a deep breath, Killian blurts out,

"I never wanted to be a father. [Emma's eyes go wide] and then I met Milah, but she didn't want another child after Bae and I was happy with that; never gave it another thought." Killian gauges Emma's shocked expression and then continues.

"Emma, since I discovered that I had a future with you, the vision in my head, of our future has, not only Henry within our family, but other children as well."

At Emma's dumbfounded expression, Killian panics and changes tack, rambling quickly.

"If more children are not what you wish for, darling, I will be overjoyed with having a family of three. I only—" Emma places her fingers over Killian's lips, halting his nervous ramble.

He looks at her with naked earnestness and waits for her to say something.

Emma moves over him until she is sitting in Killian's lap and she can look straight into his eyes and after a long pause, she speaks.

"I think… I do want to make a baby with you, Killian." She says as she leans in and presses a sweet kiss to his lips to cover her nervousness and then leans back again.

"I just don't think that I'm quite ready for it. Yet." She says and barely finishes speaking before Killian grabs her by the hips and flips them both over, with a toothy grin.

"I could not have asked for a more perfect response, Swan. [his expression turning carnal] Now, I suppose we should make certain that we have the mechanics perfected before venturing on to making tiny humans." Killian says as he lowers his lips to Emma's neck to nibble her pulse point.

Emma laughs happily until Killian's touches turn her focus to more urgent matters.

Drowning in love and each other, Emma and Killian take their time savouring their night of peace.

Emma, now fully awake, rolls onto her stomach and Killian leans back against the headboard of the bed to look down at her with an easy smile as she starts tracing the many scars on his body with her fingers; tracing and then asking about each one before kissing it softly and moving on to the next. Killian watches Emma's fingers and tells her every tale he can remember.

Emma, finished her lazy exploring of his many scars, leans over to lick the outline of the compass rose tattoo on his chest and Killian sucks in a sharp breath as his arms come up to encircle Emma and pull her body over his. He gently takes hold of her wrist and turns it to place a kiss on the small flower tattoo there before capturing her index finger in his mouth and swirling his tongue around it with a smouldering look in his eyes.

"Mmm" escapes Emma's mouth and she bites her bottom lip in anticipation as she rolls her hips into Killian's, making both of them gasp with pleasure. Grinning with wicked desire, Emma holds Killian's eyes as she slides her sex slowly up and down his erection, torturing them both with the amazing sensations. Minutes later, Killian smirks as he tilts his hips slightly on her downstroke and enters her hot folds.

"Killian!" Emma gasps breathlessly. He just smiles at her and threads one hand through hers and the other through her hair, giving it a small tug as she impales herself deeper onto him.

Emma rides him slowly and deeply, breaking his gaze only to glance down and watch where they are joined for a few seconds and then back to his eyes as her pace quickens.

Watching Emma, watch them together, makes Killian suddenly wild and he grips her hips hard and starts thrusting up into her. Emma's eyes shut in concentration and as she tenses, the lanterns in the room start to flicker.

"Look at me, Love. Open your eyes, Emma." Killian says in a low, soothing tone.

Emma opens her eyes and her gaze bores into his as the lanterns flicker again. Her swollen lips part on a sigh and suddenly little white sparks start trickling down around them. Killian only really takes notice when the tiny sparks land on his skin and send tingles through his body. Emma starts crying out as she gets closer to falling over the edge and more and more sparks start fluttering around them.

Killian's fingers are threaded through Emma's and they both grip each other tightly as they move together. As Emma crests the wave of her climax, the magic sparks shower down over them and Killian follows her over that edge, spilling himself inside her with her name on his lips.

The sparks around them slowly wink out as Emma's muscles relax and turn to liquid. She falls forward onto Killian's chest, panting hoarsely. Killian himself has trouble catching his breath but he cradles Emma in his arms and kisses the crown of her head before they both wordlessly drift off to sleep.

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Regina raises an eyebrow at the flickering lanterns around her as she climbs the stairs to go to bed. Sighing as she pushes open the door of her room, Regina is shocked to see her sister perched on the edge of her bed, cooing to baby robin. Zelena glances from the baby in her arms to her sister and smiles wickedly.

"Hello, sister."

Regina reels for a moment and then plants her hands firmly on her hips.

"The hell are you doing here? And how the hell did you even get here?" she asks with confused irritation.

Zelena stands and bounces baby Robin gently.

"I came through with the Dark One when he went through to retrieve his daughter. I decided that I deserved a little holiday from the dreary cold of Storybrooke.

Regina scrutinizes her sister sceptically but then takes a deep breath and forces a smile.

"You know what? I am going to take you at your word. I am going to make an effort to believe that you are really trying to make a better life for your daughter and for yourself; a life with friends and family and trust." Regina finishes pointedly.

Zelena is staring at Regina with barely concealed shock and can't seem to form a response, so Regina goes on with a slightly less forced smile.

"Well, let's go find you your own room." She says as she ushers a still-stunned Zelena out into the hallway.

Recovering slightly once in the hallway, Zelena looks at her sister and asks,

"You aren't the least bit suspicious about my intentions?"

Regina turns to her sister at the door of a vacant room and grins.

"Suspicious? Yes, But, like I said, I am choosing to trust you. Trust has to go both ways and it has to start somewhere. So, this is me trusting you, Zelena." Regina says with a genuine sigh of wary relief as she opens the door for Zelena to enter her new room.

Zelena is silently thoughtful as she walks into the room and then turns back to Regina.

"It has been a very long time since anyone has even tried to trust me." She says cryptically and then closes the door between them.