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Chapter Two

Sick

Emma woke up to a wave of sickness overtaking her. She jumped out of bed and ran into the master bathroom, straight to the toilet.

Killian sat up, hearing his wife's coughs. "Emma? Are you alright?" He didn't receive an answer. He ran to the bathroom, worry consuming him. When he saw his wife on the floor, hunched over the toilet and coughing, he immediately went over and sat next to her. He rubbed her back and whispered soothing words to her.

Emma coughed a few more times and then grabbed some toilet paper to wipe her face. She leaned back into Killian's embrace. "Sorry I… woke you… up," Emma managed to get out.

Killian shook his head and rubbed Emma's arm. "No need to apologize, love. I'm glad you woke me up."

Emma smiled a little. "What time is it?"

Killian shrugged. "Around two AM."

Emma closed her eyes. "I'm tired."

Killian nodded and helped Emma stand up. She went and brushed her teeth so she could get the taste of puke out of her mouth and then followed Killian back to bed. She cuddled into his side when he laid down. He placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.

"Mommy? Daddy?" a familiar, sweet little voice asked.

Emma and Killian sat up and saw Harper standing by the door with her baby blanket Granny had given her in hand.

"What is it, baby?" Emma asked, sleep filled her voice.

Harper walked closer and climbed onto the bed. "I heard Mommy coughing."

Emma smiled a little. "I'm okay."

Harper nodded.

"Is that all that happened?" Killian asked, pulling Harper so she was sitting on his lap.

Harper shook her head. "I had a bad dream."

"Oh, baby. I'm sorry," Emma said. She kissed Harper's forehead.

Harper leaned into her Dad's chest. "Can I… sleep in here?"

Killian nodded. "Of course you can."

Harper smiled. She slid off Killian's lap and wedged her way between her parents under the covers.

Emma and Killian laughed and laid back down, each holding one of Harper's hands.

Killian woke up first, as usual. He opened his eyes and smiled. Harper was laying on Killian's chest and Emma was cuddled up to his side. He smiled and relaxed. He wanted this moment to last forever, but, as usual, it didn't.

Harper had a habit of waking up soon after her dad. She sat up on Killian's chest. "Hi, Daddy."

Killian chuckled a little. "Hey there, little love. Did you have a good sleep."

Harper nodded. "Yeah." She looked over at Emma, who was still sleeping soundly. She looked back at Killian. "Can I wake up Mommy?"

Killian smiled a little and then nodded. "Yes, but very gently and quietly."

Harper nodded. "Okay." She turned to face Emma and then walked around her so she was on the other side of her. She leaned over and opened one of Emma's eyelids. "Mommy, it's time to wake up."

Emma smiled and slowly opened her eyes. She faced Harper. "Morning, Harp."

Harper smiled. "Hi, Mommy!"

Emma laughed. She pulled Harper down on top of her and kissed her forehead. Harper giggled. Emma set Harper down in between her and Killian.

"Morning, love," Killian said.

Emma smiled at him. "Morning. How long have you two been up?"

Killian shrugged the best he could. "A couple of minutes."

Emma nodded. The movement made her feel nauseous. She sat up quickly and ran to the bathroom.

Killian stood up and follow her, worry filling him again. He sat next to her and repeated the movements and words he had done last night when they found themselves in here.

Harper walked in slowly and sat down next to Killian. "Is Mommy sick?"

Killian nodded. "I think so."

Emma stopped coughing and leaned back into Killian's chest.

"You alright, love?" he questioned.

Emma nodded.

Killian helped her stand up. "Why don't you stay home from work today?"

Emma shook her head and immediately regretted it. The movement just made her dizzy. "I'll be fine, Killian."

"But, Mommy, you won't get better," Harper said. She looked up at Emma with big blue eyes.

Emma's heart melted. "I'm okay, Harper. I promise."

Harper nodded.

"Harper, why don't you go get Mommy a glass of water. We'll be downstairs in a second," Killian said.

Harper nodded and ran off.

Killian helped Emma over to the sink where she brushed her teeth. Then he helped her down the stairs. "You should stay home and rest, love."

Emma shook her head. "I'm fine."

"Emma…"

"Here you go, Mommy!" Harper yelled, walking carefully into the room with a plastic cup in her hands. She held it up to Emma.

"Thank you, sweetheart." Emma took it from her and took a long drink of it.

"Are you staying home so you feel better?" Harper asked.

Emma shook her head. "I'm fine. Why don't you go pick out some warm clothes for school while me and Daddy make you breakfast?"

Harper nodded and ran back upstairs.

Emma walked towards the kitchen, but Killian grabbed her arm. "Oh no you don't. If you're sick, then you're not making breakfast. I don't want Harper getting sick."

"I'm not sick, Killian."

"You threw up twice."

Emma threw her hands up. "Fine. You make Harper some pancakes and I'll go get her ready."

Killian nodded and smiled. "Great idea." He walked into the kitchen.

Emma laughed and walked upstairs. Harper was sitting on the floor without a shirt on, trying to pull a light pink shirt on over her head. Emma walked over and sat next to Harper and put the shirt on her.

Harper smiled. "Thank you, Mommy."

Emma smiled. "You're welcome, baby. Now, let's get some pants on you."

Harper giggled. "I have pants on."

"Those are pajama pants, silly." Emma tickled Harper's stomach and then grabbed a pair of pants from Harper's dresser.

Emma picked up Harper when she was all dressed and brought her to the bathroom where she ran a brush through Harper's hair. Then they walked downstairs.

Killian was setting plates and cups on the table.

Emma walked over with Harper on her hip. "You making breakfast for all of us?"

Killian nodded. "We got up a bit earlier than we usually do, so I thought we should have breakfast as a family."

Emma nodded. "Hmm. You sure you're not just trying to keep me at home longer so that I will realize that I should stay home?"
Killian looked at her with wide eyes. "How… I mean… no. That's preposterous! Why would you ever think that?"
Emma laughed. "You're such a bad liar, Killian."

"Yeah, Daddy," Harper giggled.

"I am not! I've been a pirate for centuries!"

Emma laughed and set Harper down in a chair. "Come on. We need to eat so Harper's not late." Emma sat down and reached for a pancake.

Killian grabbed the plate of pancakes before Emma could grab one. "Sorry, love. You'll just get more sick. I've got saltine crackers and toast." He set a box of crackers down in front of Emma and a plate with two pieces of toast on it.

"Killian, I'm fine," Emma protested.

Killian shook his head. "No, you're not."

Emma stood up from her chair abruptly and ran to the bathroom.

Killian ran after her. He knew that she was probably just throwing up, but he still was worried. He ran into the bathroom and saw Emma on the floor by the toilet. He knelt down next to her and rubbed her back. "Please stay home, love. I don't want you to get anymore sick."

Emma nodded and leaned back into Killian. "Okay," she croaked.

Killian smiled a little. "Good." He kissed her head. "I love you."

"Love you, too, pirate."

Killian helped Emma up and he led her to the couch. Emma laid down and Killian put a blanket over her. She curled up into a ball. Killian turned on Netflix. "If you need anything, love, call me."

Emma nodded. She wasn't actually feeling that sick, she just didn't want to get Harper or Killian sick if she actually was. So, she just decided that after a day of doing nothing that she would probably feel better.

Killian kissed her head again. "See you around three."

Emma nodded. A few minutes later, she heard the door close and the engine roar to life outside.

Stuff will start picking up in the next chapter, but I hope you've liked the fluff, I know I have. Please review!