Killian

I waited in the cafeteria with Henry. It's been three hours since Emma was taken to the ER. Henry sat there in silence, he stared straight at his untouched sandwich.

I scooted my chair close to him. "Hey, mate. You should eat."

"I'm not very hungry."

I placed a hand on his shoulder. What can I say to him? I can't tell him that everything will be okay and that Emma will be fine. I know what it's like people telling you those things to reassure you, but they don't realize that saying that hurts more. I know for sure, my dad told me that when mum left for the third time, which I soon found out it was the last time. "Henry, I know you're worried about your mum. But you have to eat now, I'm sure your mum would want you to be taken care of while she's in care here."

Henry still just sat quietly, but he slowly reached for his sandwich. I smiled, a bit relieved. I crunched on another piece of potato chip. I watched Henry unwrap the paper foil, and slowly lifted the sandwich to his lips to take a bite. My phone started to buzz. I took it out from my breast pocket of my coat. Its Milah.

I answered. "Yeah. What's up?"

"Where are you, Killian?! Do you have any idea how close we were to lose Newman?!"

I rubbed my temple with my fingertips. "Newman? Newman? Who is he again?"

"He is the CEO OF Mode. He is the one who offered you the arrangement for the Black & White Ball. You are lucky I saved your little ass from that offer, I arranged lunch with him. Now where the hell are you?"

I stood up from my seat and walked out of the cafeteria. "Thanks Milah, you're the best. Unfortunately, I don't believe I will be back for awhile. I'm in the middle of something very important."

Here it comes. One. Two. Three... "WHAT IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN YOU BEING HERE WORKING?! HUH!"

I pushed the phone away, and rubbed my ear thrums with one of my fingers. I looked at Henry. He looked at me too, but with a smile by my reaction. Again, his laughter returned. I smiled.

"HELLO?! YOU BETTER BE THERE KILLIAN! OR I'LL MARCH OVER THERE MYSELF TO GET YOUR TINY LITTLE ASS DOWN HERE!"

I placed the phone against my ear. I started to laugh that increased Milah's anger. "Oh shut up mum. I'll be there after midnight."

"MIDNIGHT? WHY YOU LITTLE..."

"Milah, I'm in the hospital."

Her voice fell. "What? Are you okay? Did you get in a accident? Oh gosh, are you alright?"

"Milah. Milah. I'm fine. It's about Emma."

"Emma? What happened to her? Did she get in an accident?"

"Not exactly. I think she's ill, and she's been hiding it from me all this time. Apparently, she works full time in a diner and live in a one room apartment...And I just found out she has a kid."

"What?! A kid. Oh that girl has some nerve trying to be married off to a wealthy man. Is that what it is? I knew from the start there was something odd about her. She's a gold digger. Get out of there right now, before she and that kid of hers get the wrong idea."

"No. I'm going to stay. I'm angry as you are, Milah. But I need to at least find out what was the purpose she did this."

"Killian, you are not blind. All she wanted was money to solve her problems in her life. Now that she might possibly be sick, she is doubling your check book. Now as your friend and partner, just say goodbye to her son and come here."

I shook my head. "You know what, I'll call you later. I have to go."

"Killian, please don't do this to yourself. Killian..."

"Keep it quiet with Jefferson. It'll break his heart. Bye." I hung up the phone before she had the chance to say another word. I turned it off and put it back in my breastpocket. I went back beside Henry. His sandwich is halfway eaten.

"What was that about? Do you have to leave?"

I shook my head. "No. That was just my assistant, she was just complaining about an annoying lunch she had with a client."

"You seem to be very close with your assistant."

"Oh yeah, she's more of a friend than an assistant. She supports a lot for the company. I'm very lucky to have her, really. Anyway, do you want anything else? Soda? Some ice cream? A box of candy?"

Henry took another bite of his sandwich. "No thanks, maybe later."

~ Another three hours passed. Henry fell asleep on my lap. I padded his shoulder for him to sleep soundly. A doctor suddenly came up to me.

"Hello, I am Doctor Harris. Are you Mr. Swan?"

My eyes widened. "Pardon?" Of course, medical information is only shared between family. I cleared my throat. "Um no, I'm Emma's fiancé. I'm Killian Jones."

He shook my hand. "Well, Mr. Jones your fiancée was going through a critical condition. The cause of her low blood pressure and aching stomach is all because of stress and lack of rest. I am not sure if you realized anything odd, but she has been skipping meals and stay up all day working. She is unable to digest her food and her lack of sleep will weaken her heart and decrease her metabolism."

I nodded. I never knew this, but I wish I did earlier. "Can I see her?"

Doctor Harris shook his head. "She just came out from surgery. She's asleep right now, she must stay here for the night. Since its late, I suggest you to take her son home."

"Of course, thank you," I took out a case out of my breast pocket and removed one of my business cards. I handed one to him. "Please contact me if anything happens to Emma. Thank you."

"I will and when she wakes up I'll prescribe her medication. Good night, Mr. Jones."

"Good night, Doctor Harris."

When the doctor walked away, I lifted Henry off my lap. He groaned but didn't open his eyes. I lifted him up to my arms and walked out of the hospital.

~ Henry lied down on the back of the car as I drove to my apartment. This kid needs someone to be watched over for the night. I finally arrived, I pulled over by the driveway. The butler, Tom, came up to me. I got out of the car and tossed him the keys.

"Good evening, Mr. Jones."

"Hi, Tom." I opened the back door and carefully pulled Henry up by his shoulders. I slowly carried him up to my arms.

Tom looked at me curiously. "Wow. Um Mr. Jones, he yours."

"Not exactly, Tom. Just have to babysit for awhile. Good night, Tom."

"Good night, Mr. Jones." Tom opened the door and started the engine.

~ I opened the door of my room. I grabbed the sheets and tossed them to the right side of the bed. I lowered Henry down and removed his shoes and jacket. I grabbed the sheets and tucked him in.

"Good night, kiddo."

I grabbed an extra pillow and a blanket and went to the living room. 'Looks like I'm bunking on the couch tonight.'

I took out my phone from my breast pocket as I closed my bedroom door. I turned my phone back on and dialed Milah's number.

"Well you finally have some courage to call. Are you home?"

I dug one of my hands in my hair. "Yeah...Um, don't stop by my house. I'm babysitting Henry."

"...No. No way! Killian! Henry, Henry as in Emma's son?! What is wrong with you?"

"I couldn't just leave him home alone at his apartment. Anyway, I didn't call to hear all your nagging, just wanted to tell you I'm not going to working tomorrow. I have to stop by at the hospital, and settle everything once and for all."

"Killian, I know you love Emma. But you have a decision to dump this girl, or accept her and her tragic life no matter what. Are you willing to do any of that? Being single again? Or raising someone's child?"

I thought of this too, from the beginning Henry rushed to Emma's side back at the diner. I know there are plenty of risk in this relationship. But the last thing I could never do is dump her. I love her...She's just a one of a kind, a woman who I know will make me happy.

"I'm tired. I'll call you tomorrow at night. Just don't call me. I need time for myself tomorrow. Goodbye." I hung up the phone and dialed the number of the hospital Emma is staying at.

A receptionist answered. "Hello? This is Kingsly St. Hospital, may I help you?"

"Yes, my name is Killian Jones. My fianceé was hospitalized there a few hours ago, her name is Emma Swan. Is Dr. Harris there?"

"Yes, sir. But he is in a middle of a surgery, I could leave a message if you like."

"Yes please. Can you tell him that when Emma wakes up, make sure he tells her the person who paid for her medical bill was Jimmy Hopper. And that he left town for a business trip."

"I will make sure I will tell Dr. Harris. Have a good night."

"You too. Good night." I hung up the phone.