A fluff chapter complete with names for the babies! Finally! I hope you like it! I do have more drama to add, but I figure I'll add a few fluff in between to give the characters somewhat of a break. lol Thank you for all the reviews, follows, and favorites as always! MUAH!
Emma and the babies were taken to the hospital for observation. Killian was able to sleep in a bed next to Emma's. She woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of her son crying. Emma couldn't explain it, but she could tell which baby was crying. Before she was able to sit up, Killian was standing and rocking him, singing a song she'd never heard before.
"Hush, hush, time to be sleeping. Hush, hush, dreams come a-creeping." Killian sang in a soft voice.
"That's pretty," Emma said startling him.
"Aye, my mum used to sing it to Liam and I when we were wee ones." Killian said, a tinge of sadness in his voice, "She died of scarlet fever when I was just a lad of 6."
"I like it." Emma said, smiling sadly at Killian.
"I used to hum it to Bae when he would fall asleep on me ship." Killian said, still rocking the, now sleeping, infant.
"What about Liam?" Emma asked.
"He was older than I. He hummed it to me." Killian said, walking towards Emma and placing the baby in her arms.
"No, I mean, what about the name Liam?" Emma said, smiling and looking down at her son.
"Liam? Really? You'd like that?" Killian said.
"He looks like a Liam to me." She said, looking from the baby to Killian.
"Aye. Liam he shall be." Killian said bending over and kissing Liam on the head.
Emma looked over to her daughter who was sleeping in her hospital bassinet.
"Now we just have our daughter to name." She said chuckling quietly.
"What was your grandmother's name again?" Killian asked.
"Eva. Hmmmm." Emma said looking at her daughter, "I don't know if she's an Eva."
"Well, let's see." Killian said, lifting his daughter and looking at her, "Hmmmm."
"I think I'll ask my mother about other family names." Emma said, "Eva just doesn't feel right."
"Aye," Killian said, "Well, you can ask her in the morning because I think they're coming to visit with Henry. Poor lad didn't get to meet his siblings with everything that happened."
"Sounds good." Emma said looking down at Liam as she yawned.
"Ok, love, I think you should get more rest," He said putting their daughter down and gently taking Liam from Emma, "you had a rather exhausting day, you need sleep."
"Ok," Emma said yawning again and rolling over. Sleep came a lot easier to her now that she had her babies and they were safe.
When Emma woke up the next morning, a nurse had come in to check and press on her belly, a most unpleasant visit for Emma. After the nurse left, Emma was finally able to take a shower. Standing in that hot water felt amazing as Emma stood thinking of all the people in her life that she had lost, all of the people her mother had lost, and then it hit her. Johanna. Her daughter didn't look like an Eva, but she did look like a Johanna. It was an older name, but Emma couldn't get rid of the feeling that it would be the perfect name for her daughter. Emma climbed out of the shower and got dress slowly, still very sore from the day before.
When Emma walked out of the bathroom, Killian was rocking Liam with one hand, and gently calming their daughter with a hand that had not been there when she went to shower. Emma stared, flabbergasted.
"Wait… you…" Emma started as Killian looked up at her with a giant grin.
"Belle made the crocodile give it back." Killian said, "When I got it before, he convinced me that it was cursed and I made him take it back because I didn't want to hurt you."
"I thought you were acting weird that night." Emma said walking over to her daughter and picking her up. She looked at her sweet daughters face, and she was right, she was definitely a Johanna. "I picked a name for her."
"Really? What shall our lass be called then?" Killian said.
"Johanna." Emma said, smiling up at Killian.
Killian looked down at his daughter, "It fits her perfectly." Killian said leaning over and kissing her head.
Just then, a soft knock fell on the door.
"Knock, knock," Emma heard Snow whisper as she nudged the door softly.
"Hey," Emma said softly as her mother, father, and Henry walked in quietly.
Snow walked towards Emma, smiling big as she reached her daughter and granddaughter. She stroked Johanna's head and gently kissed her, then turned to Liam and did the same. Snow looked over at Emma.
"How are you feeling?" Snow said rubbing Emma's back.
"Much better now that I've had a shower." She said chuckling.
"Oh, I know what you mean," Snow said, "That first shower is heaven."
Henry shuffled through the group to get a look at his siblings.
"Do I get to know my sibling's names?" Henry said, smiling at his mom and Killian.
"Not just yet, kid," Emma said, "I think we want to honor tradition in our family and announce it at a potluck at Granny's." Emma smiled and winked at a grinning Snow and David.
"I did have a question though." Emma said turning to her father, "What was my grandmother's name?"
"Ruth." David said, smiling.
"Thanks, just need some variety." Emma said, looking down at Johanna.
"Well, we can do it soon if you already know the names," David said, "It's up to you."
"How about this weekend?" Emma said, "I don't think I could wait two weeks, I'm too excited." Emma giggled.
"Just like your mother," David said, nudging Snow.
"Can I hold my sister?" Henry asked eagerly.
"Sure, kid," Emma said, "Just sit down and I'll hand her to you."
Henry bounded to the chair in the room and sat down. Emma walked over and gently placed Johanna in his arms. The infant stretched from the shifting and then settled peacefully in her big brother's arms.
"She's so pretty." Henry said, looking down at her.
"Aye, as pretty as a princess." Killian said.
"Oh, I forgot," Snow said, reaching into a bag she hand on her shoulder, "Granny made these for the babies." Snow pulled out two white knit blankets, similar to Emma's baby blanket, but with blue and pink ribbons instead and the spot where the names went were blank. "She said she will embroider the names once you announce." Emma smiled big as she grabbed the blankets. They were perfect.
***Baby Neal was with Belle being babysat while they visited in the hospital. It would have been hard to visit with 3 babies in the room, plus all of the adults and usually they don't allow children younger than 10 in the room unless they are siblings of the new babies. I know it's different because it's Storybrooke, but I thought I'd add some real world stuff to the fic. Sorry for confusion. [=