Chapter 21:
"So what now?" Ruby asked, Emma and her had been sitting in Emma's room in silence. It had been an hour since they discovered that she was pregnant but neither of them dared to discuss it.
"I don't know." Emma mumbled, staring at her stomach like a monster was growing inside her.
"Well there are multiple options. Adoption?"
"No, I can't risk having it bounce from foster home to foster home." Emma quickly said, a hand going to her stomach.
"Ok, then raise it." Ruby said, knowing that Emma wasn't ready for that yet.
"I can't do that. I am too young for this and plus I would have to deal with Killian."
"Not really, it isn't like you guys will ever talk anything." Ruby offered but Emma just shook her head.
"Can't risk that."
"Well there is one more option." Ruby whispered, looking at Emma with sadness at the thought. She was shocked when she saw Emma shrug her shoulders at that option.
"You aren't fucking serious?!" Ruby yelled, jumping up from the bed.
"There is the only option." Emma argued, watching her friend pace back and forth with anger.
"No that isn't, I can help you raise the child. We can do this together, or you could just get off your fucking high horse and talk to Killian." Ruby yelled, glaring at her friend.
"I can't have you do that. You have a life with Victor and I have a life with my job, a baby would just ruin all of that."
"That is murder, it isn't the baby's fault that you couldn't keep your legs shut." At that statement, Emma jumped up and went to the door.
"Get out." She growled, opening the door for Ruby to leave. Once Ruby was out of the doorway, she slammed it with all the anger that had filled her body. Tears ran down her face as she collapsed on the bed, her face buried into the pillow. She couldn't believe that this was happening to her, all because of a stupid relationship with an amazing man.
"Graham. I need your help." Emma whispered, she arrived at work even though she had called in sick and headed straight to her old friend's desk.
"Not now, I am busy." He hissed, looking at the blank computer. Emma sighed and pulled on the sleeves of her sweatshirt, she looked like a mess but she could less about her appearance.
"Graham, please." She pleaded, Graham's heart tighten when he heard the pain in her voice. He turned around and his jaw dropped open at the mess before him. Dark bags were under her eyes and her hair was sticking up everywhere.
"Emma, what happened?" He stood up and wrapped his arms around her, allowing her to cry into his chest.
"Is there somewhere private we could go?" She whispered, not wanting people to stare at her. He nodded and led her quickly to an empty conference room.
"Did he do something to you?" He asked once the door was closed, Emma collapsed into the nearest chair and looked at him with pain.
"I am pregnant." She whispered, watching the blood leave Graham's face.
"You are sure?" He sat down in the chair across from her, his hands holding hers.
"Yup, I took three tests that all came back positive." She said, looking down at her stomach.
"Does he know?"
"No, we broke up a month ago. And I don't want to tell him." She said, tears falling faster as she thought of her pirate.
"What can I do? How can I help?" Graham asked, he pushed all his anger at Emma aside when he realized that she was in serious pain.
"Can you drive me to the clinic? Ruby isn't talking to me and I don't trust myself to drive." She mumbled, he nodded without any more questions and led her quickly out to his car.
"Are you going to get an abortion?" He asked as they drove to the nearest clinic. She stared out the window, not sure how to answer that.
"I am not sure. I just need to talk to someone about this." She said, watching him pull into the empty parking spot in front of the clinic.
"Do you want me to come in with you?" He whispered and she nodded, he climbed out and helped her into the office.
"Can I help you?" A smiling woman asked when they walked into the lobby, Emma filled out her name and asked for a doctor to look at her.
"Sure thing, you will be called back in a second." She responded and Graham helped Emma to the nearest chairs, she was felling weaker by the second.
"You know if you keep it, I will help you raise it like it's my own." Graham whispered, making her give him a weak smile.
"You are too good to me." She laid her head on his shoulder and he wrapped a comforting arm around her.
"Emma Swan." The doctor called, smiling to Graham and Emma as they walked towards her.
"Hello, I am Dr. Rachel Smith." She greeted them as she led them to an empty room at the end of the hallway.
"Now, what brings you in today?" She asked, watching Graham help Emma sit on the table before sitting down in the chair next to her.
"I need to know if I am pregnant or not. I took three home pregnancy tests but I need to make sure that they are correct." Emma said, the doctor nodded and filled out the patient report before grabbing a vaginal ultrasound.
"When was the last time you had sex?" She asked, preparing the test.
"About a month ago."
"And when did you take these tests?" She had Emma lay flat on the table before she pulled up a computer screen.
"Two days ago, after I randomly threw up food." She said, watched the doctor get the test ready to go.
"Are you the father?" The doctor asked Graham, typing on the computer screen.
"No, the father isn't in the picture." Emma answered for him, holding Graham's hand tightly so that she stopped blood flow.
"Alrighty then, I am going to stick this up your vagina and see if you are pregnant then we will go from there." Emma nodded and she flinched at the coldness of the wand being inserted. Graham and Emma held their breath as they waited for the doctor to tell them something, she typed on the computer and moved the want around.
"There you go, that is the beginning of your baby." The doctor announced, pointing to a small dot on the screen. Emma froze, staring at the screen with shock. Graham kissed the top of her head and rubbed comforting patterns on her hand.
"Now, have you thought of the options for this baby?" The doctor asked, turning the lights on as she cleaned up everything. Emma couldn't focus on anything else but the screen, she couldn't believe that there was a human being growing inside her.
"She is stuck between abortion or keeping it." Graham answered for her, the Doctor nodded and pulled out information papers and bottles of pills.
"Well, there is always adoption as well." At that statement, Emma was pulled out of her shock.
"No, that isn't an option for me." She said shortly and the doctor nodded, handing her the items before continuing.
"Alright then, well for an abortion you have about 10 weeks left before that is taken off the table. Now while you figure out what to do, I advise you to take prenatal medication. They help your baby grow healthy and keep you healthy as well." Emma nodded and placed the items into her bag.
"Now, I would like to come in again in about once a month for the first six months. Kendall at the front desk will set that up for you." The doctor showed Emma and Graham out of the room, while they said their goodbyes and thanks.
"Where is the bathroom?" Emma asked quickly and the doctor pointed down the hall. Emma nodded and handed Graham her phone with the calendar pulled up.
"Can you go get my next appointment set up?" She asked and he nodded, leaving her to go to the restroom. Emma sighed and walked into the bathroom, looking at the reflection in the mirror. She tried to fix her hair but gave up, her hand went down to her stomach and she looked at it with tears.
"I don't know what to do with you." She whispered, trying to think of her life with a child but she couldn't. Once she collected herself, she exited the bathroom.
"Fuck." Emma shouted as she crashed into someone, her bag dropping so that all the contents fell out.
"Swan?" She was about to bend over to pick up her things when she heard the voice that haunted her dreams and nightmares.
"Jones?" She looked up at him slowly, his blue eyes looking at her with concern. Her face turned red as she watched him look her up and down. "What you doing here?" She asked, avoiding his eyes.
"I own this place, I came here to pick up some reports." He said and Emma mentally kicked herself. Of course she would go to the one clinic that he owns. He bent over and started cleaning up her bag before she could stop him.
"Wait, Killian…" The words were caught in her throat as he stood up again, his hands tightening on the pamphlets. Anger and worry filed his eyes as he looked down at her stomach and at the papers.
"Are you pregnant?"