Thanks a lot to oncer4life11, Emilee Amethyst and Araya for the reviews! I just wanted to make a little precision because I realized after updating last Friday that I hadn't been clear on a point (sorry about that guys!) : the wizards still don't know Emma is pregnant. After Zelena's appearance, Emma and Killian were too shocked to say something, and they decided to keep the secret about Emma being pregnant (which is going to get complicated as Emma is starting to show). Again, sorry for not being clear, and I hope you'll like this chapter! :)

"Good morning, love. How are you feeling?" Killian asked, seeing me walk into the kitchen after getting off my bed. "I'm sorry I haven't woken you up sooner, but you had finally fallen asleep and you really need to rest..."

I approached Liam, who was eating in his baby chair, and kissed his head to greet him before sitting down next to Killian at the table. I leaned forward to press a quick peck on his lips, and he gently placed his hand on the small of my back. It was almost noon already. I wasn't supposed to get up so late, but I had finally managed to fall asleep at sunrise, and I was grateful Killian hadn't awakened me earlier. Saying that we'd had a horrible night was an understatement. We had both been unable to fall sleep, and we had stayed tightly cuddled for hours, trying to comfort each other. We had even gotten up a few times to go take a look at Liam and make sure he was still safe. I had been sick several times as well, the stress making my stomach suffer, and my sicknesses had left me completely exhausted on the bathroom floor. I was terrified, I was so scared I was actually still feeling like throwing up, but I was forcing myself to stay calm : I wouldn't break down again. Crying wasn't doing anything to help us. I had needed to let go of my feelings, because they were crashing inside of my chest and driving me crazy, but it was over now. I was going to keep my energy to find a plan and defeat Zelena. Getting the wand back and protecting my family was the most important thing to do right now. Nothing else mattered.

"Don't apologize, you were right, I needed it." I said with a small smile on my face to ease him as I could guess he was very concerned.

"Are you feeling better?" He asked, moving his hand to place it on my thigh and gently stroked my skin.

He was so worried about me. I knew he was forcing himself to keep calm and not break down under the panic. He wanted to be strong for our family, but I could tell he was so scared of losing one of us. The idea of Zelena attacking someone we loved was hanging above our heads like an invisible threat able to strike at any given moment . We had no idea when she was going to try and take Robyn again, or what she would do to me if she found out about my pregnancy. But we knew deep down we weren't safe anymore. And it was horrifying.

"I'm okay." I answered in a low voice. "What about you?"

"I'm fine." He shrugged, talking in a deep voice.

"Do you know if Henry's okay?"

Henry was normally staying at our place this week, but seeing how panicked I was last night, we had decided it was better for everyone if he stayed at Regina's. I was feeling so sick and I hadn't wanted Henry to see me like that. He was already scared without adding more to it, and I was pretty happy he hadn't witnessed my sicknesses and our panic. And after what had happened to Robyn, Regina and Robin were twice as careful with the kids as they usually were. My son was safe, but I wanted to make sure he was all right. Hearing his voice was going to make me feel so much better, I knew it.

"He called a few hours ago, he's more than okay." Killian gently answered. "He asked me if he could come, he wanted to make sure you were all right. I told him you were still sleeping and I would wait for your opinion."

"Of course he can come." I smiled, my mood improving at the idea of seeing my son. "I'm feeling much better than yesterday already. I really didn't want him to see me like that."

"Hey, everyone has the right to cry from time to time." He replied, tightening his grip on my leg. "I was myself feeling pretty bad last night."

"You know what?" I said, my smile widening after I had nodded, comforted by his words. "I'm going to call Henry and tell him he can come over. We all need to think about something else for a while, and the wizards are going to let us be for a day without arguing after what's happened."

"It's a good idea." Killian nodded as I was taking my cellphone, that was laying on the table in front of me, to call my son. "Do you want something to eat?"

"No, thanks. That's sweet, but I'm really not hungry." I said, placing my free hand on my still painful stomach with a little pout, scared to throw up again if I tried to eat something.

"Let me be clear, here, Swan : it wasn't a question"

I shook my head, quite amused by his words. I knew he just wanted me and the baby to be healthy, but I really couldn't eat anything or I would get sick again, and I really didn't want it to happen now that I was still exhausted by my terrible night. I was about to reply I knew what I was doing when Henry's voice rang into my ear and drew my attention away from Killian :

"Hello?"

"Hey, kid, it's me." I answered in a gentle voice.

"Mom!" He enthusiastically answered, sounding genuinely happy to hear me. "Are you feeling better?"

"Much better." I assured him with a little smile on my face. "Sleeping cleared up my mind. Do you want to come home?"

"Sure, I'll be right there!"

"Do you want us to do something all together this afternoon? I think we should all get our mind off this all mess for a few hours." I offered, because I really wanted to enjoy my family's presence, as I knew that feeling them surrounding me was going to make me feel so much better about what was happening in this town again.

"I'd love that!" He answered, and I could hear he was smiling in his voice. "And mom?"

"Yeah?" I asked, a bit triggered by his tone that had suddenly changed.

"I'm really happy you're feeling better. I hate seeing you like that."

"I know, kid, I'm so sorry I broke down last night." I apologized, biting my lower lip in worry, because I didn't like the fact he had seen be like that at all. "It won't happen again, I promise."

"I wasn't saying that to make you feel guilty!" He vehemently protested. "I just want you to be happy, you know. But it's okay to cry when things are falling apart."

"Don't worry, I'm sure everything will be okay again soon." I reassured him, without believing in my own words, but just wanting to comfort my son. "Zelena doesn't know what we're capable of."

"I know. We're fighters in this family. We'll make things okay again." He said, and I smiled, because I was so proud of the wonderful young man he was becoming. "Okay, I have to go now. I'll be there really soon. I really want to see you."

"Fine, Henry, take your time. See you soon." I said, hanging up the phone with a little smile, deeply happy to have talked to my son and finally feeling much calmer than I was before.

I looked up to Killian as he was placing a plate containing a huge sandwich in front of me. I raised an eyebrow at him and said, a bit amused by his behavior while I had told him I didn't want anything :

"I know you don't want to listen to me, but I'm not hungry, Killian. I feel sick."

"It's not for you, it's for the baby." He shrugged as if his words were perfectly natural.

"You're aware I have to eat the food for the baby to enjoy it, right?" I kindly scoffed, because I was finding his comment way too funny.

"It's a peanut butter sandwich."

I couldn't help myself but giggle. He had said his last sentence as if it was the solution to every single one of our problems. But I had to admit he wasn't wrong, trying to make me change my mind by saying these words. Peanuts were definitely my biggest craving during this pregnancy, and knowing that I could eat some was making me feel so much better. My stomach was feeling less painful, and I was suddenly starving. I glanced at him in a falsely annoyed way and said, shaking my head :

"That's not fair, you know exactly what to do to get what you want."

"I was a pirate, Swan. It shouldn't surprise you." He replied, looking particularly proud of himself.

"Thanks." I simply said with a big smile on my face, getting up to press a tender kiss on his lips.

I gently ran my hand through his hair as he was stroking my back. Killian and my children were actually managing to make me smile, something I wouldn't have thought possible the night before. We stayed quiet for a couple of minutes, mostly because we didn't need words to understand each other anymore. We ended up being interrupted by Liam, who called me to show me his meal was finished, and we pulled away, smiling at our son. I took him into my arms to get him out of his baby chair, and Killian asked with a little sight :

"So I guess we should find a solution to hide your pregnancy until Zelena isn't a danger anymore. You're starting to show, and we have to protect the baby from the witch..."

"That's actually easy." I sighted, giving him Liam, who cuddled into his father's arms with a small smile.

He was looking a lot less cheerful than he usually was. What he had lived the night before had scared him a lot, and I was sure he could sense how anxious we were feeling. I kissed his forehead to try and give him his smile back, and walked away to go look into the hallway wardrobe. I came back in the kitchen a few minutes later, putting on a big sweater that was perfectly hiding my baby bump. It was the only idea I had found, I had thought about it all night long, but Killian looked at me as if I had gone crazy when I walked into the room :

"You can't be serious, Swan! It's really hot outside, and the summer isn't even here yet!"

I looked at the window with another sight. The sun was shinning, and a hot wind was making the branches move peacefully. It was going to be hard to bear, I knew it, but I had to protect my child. And if I had to suffer to do so, it was worth it.

"If you have another way, I'm listening." I shrugged in a low voice. "But for now, it's the only thing I've found."

"But you're going to get really warm wearing this!" He protested, looking genuinely worried for me.

"If it's to protect the baby, I'll do it gladly. I'll survive." I added, seeing how concerned he was looking.

He ended up nodding, looking a bit sad by this decision. I knew this situation was driving him crazy. It was our child I was carrying, and I was the one who had to suffer while bearing it. He would have given anything to help me, but he knew it wasn't possible, and he was finding it so unfair. But he was so sweet with me all the time, he was always making sure I had what I wanted and I was feeling okay, and he didn't know how much he was helping me by just being himself. He approached me and took me into his arms for a few seconds, as if he wanted to show me his support. I snuggled against his chest, his left arm wrapped around me, Liam between the both of us. I was feeling so safe against him. He kissed my temple and started talking again after a few seconds of silence, looking at Liam who was still cuddled into his arms :

"I've thought about something else..."

"Yeah?" I asked, a bit puzzled and pulling away from him to look deep into his eyes while he was leaving his arm around my waist.

"Don't you think it's time we tell Liam you're with child? I know we have to keep it secret, especially now that Zelena is in town, but I think he needs to know. He notices something strange is happening, and I'm scared he's going to get disoriented if we don't tell him anything."

"You're right." I said, winking at my son, who was carefully listening to us, so he wouldn't get too worried. "We should tell Neal too, while we're at it. He's my brother, I think he needs to know."

"That's a good idea to tell them at the same time, actually. Maybe it will be easier for them to understand that way. They are so young, and I'm scared they won't really get it, you know?" He said, pressing a tender kiss on the top of our son's head.

"Yeah, I'm feeling the same way." I answered, wondering how we were going to tell everything to the two little kids.

Killian was right. They were both still very young, and I didn't know how to announce them I was pregnant so they would understand what was going on. I looked at Liam for a few seconds, wondering how he would take the news. It was a big change for him after all, he was not going to be the family's baby anymore. I was really hoping he would take it well, because if he was feeling sad or mad, I knew I would feel guilty, and I really didn't need that on top of everything at the moment.

"Come on, go eat something before Henry arrives." Killian said, driving me away from my thoughts.

I nodded and weakly smiled at him. He pulled away from me, but I put myself on my tiptoe to quickly kiss his lips. I was so scared, but having him near me was helping me so much. I was going to fight, I would not lose another person I loved. It couldn't happen again.

"Did we do something bad?" Neal asked a bit sheepishly, breaking the awkward silence that had filled in the room.

"No, sweetie, of course you didn't." I answered with a smile to comfort my little brother.

The scene could indeed seem scary to the two little boys. They were sitting next to each other on our living room couch, and Killian and I were facing them, settled on two chairs. Henry and my parents were standing behind us, waiting for us to tell Neal and Liam the big news. I didn't know where to begin, I hadn't found a way to tell them everything yet and I wasn't feeling comfortable at all.

My little brother smiled, looking deeply relieved, and I glanced at Killian, who was looking as embarrassed as I was. I looked at my parents, and my mom quietly nodded, showing me it was time. I took Killian's hand to give me some courage and decided to trust my instinct and not think too much about what I was going to say, because this was making things even more complicated than what they already were.

"We have something to tell you."

"Is it a good news?" My brother asked, frowning in confusion.

"It is." Killian gently answered. "Don't worry, Neal. You haven't done anything wrong."

I smiled at Liam, who was staring at us, looking a bit confused. He hadn't said anything since we had made him sit down on the couch, and he was looking like he was waiting the following part with curiosity.

"Okay." I said, deciding I had to tell them now or I wouldn't do anything because I was too anxious. "What we wanted to tell you is that, very soon, there is going to be a new baby in the family."

"Oh!" Neal said, his eyes widened in excitement. "Who's the mommy?"

"Hum… Well, that's me." I stuttered, a bit confused by this question I hadn't expected to hear.

"Oh, really?" He cried out, a big smile on his face as he was looking genuinely happy. "That's so cool! When will it be here?"

"You'll need to wait a little bit longer before seeing it." Killian patiently answered, and once again I felt so amazed by how good he was with the children.

"Why?" Neal asked, blinking several times in confusion.

"Because it needs to grow a little bit before joining us. It needs to get strong and healthy, you know?" Killian explained.

"Where is it, now?" Liam asked in a little voice, speaking for the first time and showing us he was actually getting what we were trying to say to them.

"For now, the baby is in my belly, sweetheart." I said in a soft voice.

Neal and Liam glanced at each other, looking utterly perplexed by this statement. I waited for a few seconds to see their reactions as they were both looking completely lost, and my brother ended up shouting :

"That's not possible! You're crazy!"

"Neal!" My mom reprimanded him. "Don't talk to your sister like that!"

"But mommy, she's lying!" The little boy defended himself. "She's saying the baby is in her tummy. It's not true!"

I couldn't help myself but giggle at his reaction. It was true that the little boys had never seen a pregnant woman before, and the situation could seem unreal for them. Sure, Neal was there when I was expecting Liam, but he was only one, and he couldn't remember it. They were thinking I was crazy, because having a baby in myself wasn't obvious for them as we had never explained them where babies were coming from. I could easily understand them, and I decided there was only one way to prove to my brother I wasn't lying to him :

"I think it's better if I show you." I said with a smile.

I got on my feet and quickly took off the sweater I was wearing over a black and tight tank top, divulging my curved stomach. I turned to my side so the kids could see more easily and placed a hand under my belly-button to stress the change. Neal's eyes widened even more and his lips parted while Liam was looking a bit perplexed.

"See?" I gently asked. "It's inside of me for now. It's going to grow until it's finally strong enough to come and meet us."

"Woah!" Neal shouted, looking overexcited by the news. "Awesome!"

He jumped off the couch to run toward me, and I sat down cross-legged on the floor so he could touch my stomach. He put both of his hand on my bump, looking deeply happy and still as excited by what we had just explained him.

"Can it feel me?" He asked with curiosity.

"Yeah, and it can hear you if you talk to it too." I smiled, a hand on my baby brother's back. "It's not moving yet because it's still very little, but when it's going to start kicking, I'm sure you're gonna love it."

"You're not saying anything, Liam?" Killian asked, getting up to take our son into his arms. "Do you understand? You're going to be a big brother!"

He was still quiet, but he was looking very focused. Guessing he needed a little help to get what was really happening, I smiled at him and Killian put him next to me on the ground. My son looked a bit shyly at me, and Neal let go of me so I could take Liam's hand and gently place it on my stomach.

"See, sweetheart? There is going to be a new baby in the house soon. You're going to have a little sibling."

Liam looked up to me and a huge smile finally appeared on his face. Taking this as a sign he was getting what we were saying, I gently added:

"Are you happy about it?"

"Yeah!" He shouted before approaching me to snuggle against my chest.

I kissed his forehead, so happy he was taking the news with a smile, and I wrapped my arms around him to hold him closer to me. Killian came to sit down next to us on the floor, and placed his hand on the small of my back, looking very glad by the kids' reactions as well.

"Do you have any questions?" He asked to the children, who were still both looking very excited.

"I have one!" Neal enthusiastically said. "Is it a boy or a girl?"

"We don't know yet." I answered with a smile. "We'll know when it'll arrive there."

"I bet it's a boy." Neal said with confidence.

"Well, I bet it's a girl." Henry answered, his eyebrows defiantly raised.

"Calm down, you two." I laughed, relieved that my two sons were so happy about the new baby coming into our lives. "I don't want you to make bets on my baby's gender."

"There is something else." Killian resumed after a few seconds. "We don't want to tell anyone about the baby for now. We want to keep it secret. So you can't talk about it, you understand?"

We both knew it was a bit risky to tell the kids about the new baby because they were still very young, and I didn't know if they were capable of keeping a secret. But they had the right to know. It was an important event, it would have made them feel bad of we hadn't explained anything because they could feel the amount of changes there was in our lives at the moment. I looked at Killian, a bit worried, hoping that the kids would listen to us and not tell anyone about the baby.

"Why?" Liam asked, looking a bit confused by our request.

"Because we want to keep it between us for now." I said, knowing it would be too complicated to explain them what was really going on. "It's like a game. If you talk about it, you lose. Understood?"

My brother and my son enthusiastically nodded. I knew how to take care of little kids now, and I was aware that pretending it was all a game was the best way for them to understand everything and listen to us.

"I have an idea." Henry suddenly said, and everyone turned to look at him. "I think we should give the baby a code name. That way, we can talk about it while other people are around us without them knowing what's really happening."

"Cool!" Neal said, clapping in excitement.

"Okay..." I hesitated, a bit more reluctant than my brother. "Do you have any ideas?"

"I think little princess is a good name, isn't it?" Killian suggested, playing along with the kids.

"We don't know if it's a girl yet." I said, looking at him in a falsely annoyed way. "We all know you want your little princess, but I'm not the one choosing."

It was true that, since the beginning of the pregnancy, Killian was making a lot of jokes clearly meaning he would want a little girl. It had become a little game between us, because I knew he wasn't really caring about the baby's gender, he was already loving his child so much and he was mostly telling those things to gently annoy me. He loved teasing me about it, and I knew he had said that mostly to make me smile. He laughed at my comment and gently stroked my back as I was smiling back at him.

"She's right, Hook." My dad nodded, laughing at his comment.

"Well, I do have an idea." Henry said in a purposely mysterious way.

"You've always been good at finding code names." I laughed, remembering this Operation Cobra that had brought us together at the first place all those years ago.

"I say we call it Peanut. It's good because the baby is still so tiny, and because mom eats peanuts all the time."

I tried to hide my smile, glancing at the bowl of peanuts laying on the coffee table in front of me. I had put it aside for a while to talk with my family, but if I had listened to my stomach, I would have eaten peanuts all day long. It didn't matter how much I had eaten before, I was always starving when I was seeing this food.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." I said with a falsely innocent smile.

"So? Do you like it?" My son laughed.

"I think it's a very good idea, kid." I said, placing one of my hand on my stomach and stroking it with my thumb.

"Do you get it, guys?" Killian gently asked to the kids. "If you want to talk about the baby, you call it Peanut, okay?"

"We're like spies! We have code names!" Neal shouted, looking so excited by this game.

I looked up to my family with a smile. I was so happy my brother and my son were taking the news so well. Explaining everything to them had been a lot less complicated than what I had expected, and they really seemed happy for us. I knew the weeks that were going to follow would be long. We absolutely needed to defeat Zelena the quicker possible to avoid putting the baby in danger. But I also knew I could count on Killian and my family. Everything would be okay at the end, as always. My children would be safe. I couldn't be sure of it, obviously, but it was the only thought that was making me feel better and I was hanging on to it as if it had been a life saver.