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Leaning against the door frame, looking at what was supposed to be the baby's room, I sighted and closed my eyes for a few seconds, horribly discouraged. A week had passed since we had learned about Zelena's escape, and with everything that had happened ever since, our terror, our worry, our wish to protect those we loved, we hadn't had the time to continue the work, and the room was still under construction. As if our lives had stopped when we had learned the terrible news.

The witch was still hiding since she had escaped, but I was feeling a huge threat hanging above our heads, and I was so damn scared. Every day, we were meeting somewhere with my family : At Regina's, my parents' or at home. It wasn't to try and find a way to defeat Zelena because, and we were aware of it, we couldn't do anything else except waiting for her to attack us. Our meetings were there to reassure us : when we were all together, we were feeling stronger, almost able to defeat whatever hardship life would put on our ways. Most of the time, the kids were staying with us, but we had decided to leave them to Ashley, who had been warned about the entire situation and who was going to be helped by Robin, from today. Her apartment's doors had been protected by Regina's magic, and we had decided it was wiser to leave the little ones somewhere where the witch wouldn't think they could be. She was hunting us, convinced that Robyn was with us, and it was safer to move the kids away for now, even if this idea was terrorizing me because I didn't want Liam to be far away from us. When I had him in my arms, I was convincing myself that I was able to protect him, and leaving him being watched by someone else was giving me the horrible feeling I was losing all control. But I also knew it was the best decision to take, and I was forcing myself to stay calm. I didn't want to live one of this horrible panic attacks that were rushing over me several times a day again.

It was still quite early, and my little boy was still peacefully sleeping in his crib. I couldn't sleep well, and I had lost all appetite since I had learned about what had happened with Zelena, but once again, I was forcing myself to eat and not put the baby in danger. I had to protect it the best I could, but I was feeling so powerless : it wasn't born yet and it had been put in danger so many times already, I couldn't imagine how it was going to be like when it would be there if the witch was still around.

I heard steps ringing in my back, and strong arms gently wrapped around my stomach. I didn't startle : I had recognized Killian before seeing him, and these sudden embraces weren't unusual since we had discovered the news. We both needed to feel the other close, as if we were scared to get separated again. So, several times a day, no matter the place we were in, and never knowing which one of us had first asked for comfort, we were finding ourselves in each other's arms, tightly hugging until our hearts had finally stopped pounding so hard against our ribs.

"You okay?" He asked in a whisper, pressing a gentle kiss on my temple.

I shrugged as an answer, not even trying to pretend everything was fine anymore, and moved to face him and embrace him, burying my face into the crook of his neck. Everything in him was comforting and was making me feel a little bit better : his fragrance, the strength with which he was hugging me, the softness of his skin… He was helping me coping with what was happening, day after day, as I was calming him down when he was terrified he would lose someone he loved again. We were supporting each other without asking questions, and it was one of the most beautiful thing to find in a relationship. I was so glad to have him by my side that, sometimes, even I love you didn't seem strong enough to describe what I was feeling for this wonderful man.

"Mommy!"

Liam's little voice forced me to pull away from Killian. I looked at him straight into his eyes, a slight smile on my face to reassure him as he was gently running his hand through my hair to comfort me, knowing how bad I was feeling. I enjoyed his strokes for a few seconds before saying to my son :

"I'm coming, baby!"

Killian pressed another kiss on my forehead before I walked away to go get Liam, as if he wanted to keep me a little bit longer against him :

"We're leaving soon." He simply said.

I nodded and headed for my son's room with another sight, aware that the following days would unfortunately not be easier than those we had just lived.

"Are you guys okay?" My mom kindly asked us as we were arriving in Regina's office.

It was there we had decided to gather this afternoon, this time. The meeting place was always changing to try and stop Zelena from knowing where we were. Our cars were parked at different places in town to cover up our tracks : the yellow bug was in front of Granny's, my parents' was close to the loft. It was a paltry solution, but it was giving us the illusory feeling we were safe, and everything was good to take to make us feel a bit better.

I nodded to not worry her too much and sat down on the couch of the room, one hand on my bump as the baby was giving furious kicks, probably feeling my own fear. Hook came to settle next to me, as always, while the rest of my family was spreading around the room, my parents leaning on the desk, my son his back to a wall and Regina, back to the door, her hands defiantly landing on her hips :

"I can't believe she's managing to spread terror in this town once again. She's strong, I have to admit it."

"Getting mad won't fix anything, Regina." My mom gently tempered. "And we'll figure something out to defeat her, especially now that she doesn't have her powers anymore."

"But she's armed." My friend insisted with a discouraged sight.

"I have a gun too." My father nodded with a falsely confident expression on his face. "So does Emma. We're not going to let her hurt us. Not again." he added, looking at me right into my eyes.

"I really hope so..." Regina said, shaking her head in despair.

I discreetly sighted. I had the feeling we were having the exact same conversation for a week, but no one was really believing these comforting words. The witch was going to hurt us, I could feel it in my bones, and a little voice in the back of my head was yelling that she was going to do something to Killian or one of my children, because she knew it was the best way to really hurt me.

Hook noticed I had looked down to try and hold my anxiety back, and he gently took my hand, interlacing our fingers together to comfort me. He always knew when the fear was rushing over me, and he was doing his best to reassure me, despite his own terror of losing me. I pressed his fingers between mine and turned to look at him, losing myself in the blue of his eyes for a few seconds. It's during this short period of time that everything fell apart.

The first thing I heard was a "Regina, look out!" yelled by my father in a panicked voice. I startled and turned, wondering what was happening again, and in which context Regina was now in danger while everything was seeming normal and calm a few seconds earlier.

When I looked up, my heart skipped a beat and I felt like the time was stretching while everything was happening in slow motion, as if I was in a dream. Zelena was there, standing behind Regina, and placed a bracelet around her sister's wrist to deprive her of her powers before my friend could do anything to defend herself. Regina turned back, furious, to stop right away when she saw a gun barrel aiming at her head.

My heart was painfully pounding against my ribs, and the baby gave a huge kick in my stomach, as if it wanted to warn me about a danger I couldn't do anything to avoid. I wasn't quite managing to realize what was happening, or the consequences it was going to have on my future. I didn't even know how the witch had managed to enter the house when all the entrances were supposed to be protected by magic. I quickly looked down at her wrist to see that the black bracelet was still there, and mentally told myself it could only be a good thing for us. We had an advantage over her, and we could easily use it. I noticed that my parents were standing still, stupefied, and that Henry was slightly shaking, his eyes widened in terror. Without conferring, Hook and I got down at the same time, trying to be invisible for the witch. The sofa, facing the fireplace, was back to the door near which Zelena was still standing, and I adressed a silent prayer to a god I wasn't sure to believe in so she hadn't noticed our presence.

I was finally starting to realize how bad the situation was, and my hands began to shake as my breathing was getting faster, threatening to divulge our presence in the room filled in with a horrified quiet. I was finding myself only a few feet away from the woman that wanted me dead, and things would only go worse if I wasn't acting quickly.

I suddenly started to think really fast. I had magic while she didn't have her powers anymore, and I could take her gun away from her at any given moment. But several issues were holding me back : first of all, if I was making the slightest noise while using my magic, she could shoot, and I knew I wasn't quick enough to stop a bullet from reaching its target. Beside, when I was panicked, my powers were sometimes getting out of hands, and I was scared of what could happen in that case. I didn't want to hurt someone I loved.

Hook seemed to understand my quiet doubts, and gently squeezed my hand as if he wanted to encourage me to do something. I was feeling all his muscles tensed, he was ready to jump at our enemy's throat, and it's his intervention that made me decide to react : I had to try something, I didn't have a choice, or someone would die.

Only a few seconds had passed since the witch had walked into the room, and no words had been spoken yet. From my hideout, I lifted a shaky hand above my head to neutralize Zelena, encouraged by the touch of Hook's hand against my skin, but the witch suddenly started to talk cheerfully, in an almost childlike voice :

"If you think I haven't seen you both, you are so naive. Come on, get out of there, come say hi, it's not polite to not greet me. And Emma..." She casually resumed after a few seconds of silence. "If you try anything, he dies."

I saw her aiming at Henry, who stepped back in surprise. Regina seemed to fight against her instinct that was yelling for her to jump at her sister's throat, but she knew that if she tried anything, a bullet could be shot and get Henry in the heart. As for me, I felt tears starting to appear in my eyes at the idea my son was in danger because of me. Knowing all too well it was the only solution, I then got up, imitated by Hook, and threw a furious glance at my enemy.

"Good." She said with a huge smile. "Come closer, now."

I obeyed, my hands clenched in fists, not breathing because I was so afraid, feeling the baby moving so violently in me as if it wanted to escape this awful situation. All my fears were materializing in front of me but, this time, it was even worse. It wasn't only the baby and me that were in danger, but also the people I loved, my family, my everything. I closed my eyes for a second and, in order to calm myself down, I told myself that at least Liam was safe. My little boy wouldn't directly suffer, and this thought comforted me a bit.

"Stay where you are, pirate." She said to Killian as he was beside me, our hands still woven together. "Emma, come very gently, no protest and no sudden move."

Her forefinger was squeezing the gun and a bullet could get shot any time if I wasn't obeying. I felt Killian beginning to nervously move behind my back, silently telling me not to do what the witch wanted, but I didn't have a choice and he knew it. I couldn't do anything, even with my powers, because I couldn't risk for my son to get hurt. I would never forgive myself if something happened to him, I knew it. My eyes met Henry's for a second, and I pressed my lips together to avoid starting to yell when I saw the terror in his glance, still walking to join Zelena.

"Good girl, it's perfect like that. Now, you're going to listen to me very carefully and do everything I tell you to do, or something bad will happen. Here's how it's going to go : you're going to take the bracelet off me and you're going to let me put it on you, all right? And don't even think about trying something, or your son dies. And it would be a shame for something like this to happen, wouldn't it?"

I stared at her, my jaw clenched in anger and, without a word, I did everything she had asked me to, my teeth clashing in my mouth from the rage. She smiled in happiness once I had taken the bracelet off, and put it around my own wrist with a delighted grin. I knew this twist would only put us more in danger : she had powers now. But I couldn't risk my son's life, and she knew it, she had then manipulated me to get what she wanted.

"Thank you, Emma, it was so sweet of you." She jeered as I was biting the inside of my cheek to stop myself from punching her in the face. "Now, you're going to give me your gun, okay? Same for you, David. We don't want to risk a stray bullet, do we?"

Our guns were the last things able to protect us but, and we were aware of it, now that she had her magic back, the weapons were more useful to comfort us than to really help us in case of emergency. My dad, who had been too surprised to use his gun at the right moment, gave it to Zelena with a grunt, obviously so mad at himself for not acting faster when he'd had the chance to. I imitated him and found myself completely unarmed, taking a few steps back to walk away from the gun the witch hadn't let go of.

"Very well, now we can talk." She stated in a voice so calm I felt a shiver running up my spine.

I approached Killian to take his hand in a try to reassure myself. We were all in danger, and Zelena wanted to make me suffer more than anyone. She was there to get her daughter back, once and for all, but, exactly as last time, she wouldn't hesitate to hurt me to get what she wanted. I was feeling like yelling, but I also knew it wasn't going to help, and I was feeling so helpless while a little voice in the back of my head, the same one that was screaming earlier that someone I loved was in danger, whispered that something bad I still didn't know anything about was going to happen very soon, and I couldn't do anything to avoid it.

"Zelena, you and I both know we'll never going to give you Robyn." Regina sighted, shaking her head in annoyance.

"And you and I both know what I'm capable of." The witch calmly answered. "I already told you, if you don't give me my little girl back before tonight, someone is going to die. But I'm not telling you who, it would ruin the surprise."

She burst out laughing, telling me that her last stay in the cell had probably turned her insane. She was playing with the guns, making them pass from one hand to another, not paying attention to what could happen if she was actually shooting. She was doing everything to create an oppressive atmosphere, and I had to admit her try was working the way she wanted, because I was terrified. Her threats were scaring me to death : most of the people I cared about were in this room with me, and she hadn't given up on her revenge. She had then thought about what would hurt me most, and she was ready to act if we didn't give her what she wanted. But she knew that killing me and my baby was also going to hurt these heroes she was hating so much, and my death was still a possible option. I wasn't going to get out of this room unscathed, admitting that I would get out at all.

Regina was looking so distraught by the entire situation. Henry was in danger, but she couldn't tell her sister where Robyn was, because the little girl was her daughter as she had raised her like her own. She couldn't choose between her kids. I could see she was so scared, but she was also thanking every divinity she knew about we had decided to send the kids at Ashley's today of all days. If we hadn't, Robyn would have had no chance to get out of there unharmed.

I discreetly moved to try and ease my painful limbs. We were sitting on the floor for hours now, and the witch had refused, without surprise, for me to take a pillow and settle more comfortably. My back and my legs were killing me, but it was nothing compared to the pain that was now my stomach, so crushed by the fear I was feeling like throwing up. I was actually wondering how I was still conscious : my heart was pounding so fast it was making me dizzy, a cold sweat was covering my forehead, and I was trying to hold back a panic attack that was regularly rushing over me. I was feeling like sobbing and yelling at the same time, not getting why, every time I was happy, something like this was coming to ruin everything. Maybe I wasn't supposed to know happiness, and all the people I was getting attached to were destined to die or suffer, me with them. On top of that, the baby hadn't moved for a very long time, and it was scaring me beyond words : I didn't want to hurt it because of my panic, but I couldn't help myself. I was too afraid.

Killian noticed I was feeling bad and approached his hand from mine to squeeze my fingers between his and quietly encourage me. He had offered me to lean on him to avoid making too much effort a while ago, but Zelena had refused, as if she wanted to make us suffer even more. We weren't allowed to talk, or we would find ourselves with a gun glued to our heads, and it's in a very low voice that he asked me :

"You okay?"

I was bout to nod to reassure him. He was already way too concerned, and he couldn't have done anything if I had told him I was feeling sick, nor that the baby wasn't moving anymore. Our child was probably fine, and I was imagining things. For now.

But it was Zelena who answered first, aiming for Killian, who got stiff in a matter of second, my fingers still interlaced with his :

"Try to talk to her one more time, and you find yourself with a hole between your eyes, pirate."

"Bloody hell!" He got mad without paying attention to the danger he was incurring by intervening like that. "She's seven months pregnant, for god's sake! Why don't you want to give her a fucking pillow?! It's obvious she's feeling sick!"

"Killian, calm down." I said in a voice I wanted comforting, but it stayed tensed by the pain despite my efforts. "I'm fine, I promise."

"You better listen to her, lover boy, because I really, really want to hurt you right now. And to answer your question, I'm not going to deprive myself and not make her suffer."

"Zelena, Hook is right." My dad intervened in a confident tone. "Don't force her to do things she shouldn't. It's not good for the baby. You know what it's like to be pregnant..."

He got quiet too late, aware of the mistake he had just made, and we all turned to the witch to see her reaction, shivering in dread. My dad had good intentions, but Zelena was going to be in a rage now that we had talked about her pregnancy. She was so mad at me for not knowing what it was to carry her child until the end, and she was probably going to start yelling any minute now – I could see it at her face that was turning bright red and at her eyes shinning in fury. I closed my eyes to mentally prepare myself to the storm that was coming, what made my fear grow even stronger.

"No, I don't know what it is!" She ended up screaming. "Because your dear daughter here has decided to speed up my pregnancy! So no, I don't want to make her life easier because she has ruined mine, and my little girl has been taken away from me!"

"She was under the Dark one curse!" My mom defended me.

"This is not an excuse! I'm not going to forgive her, especially now that she's herself pregnant : we can finally have fun."

I didn't even try to defend myself, aware that opening my mouth would only worsen her anger. I felt tears appearing in my eyes again and pressed my lips together in order not to start crying. I had to stay strong, for my family, because they were all already way too worried without me adding things to it. I couldn't make their fear stronger, so I couldn't start sobbing, there was no way it was happening.

I suddenly felt a painful squeeze in my stomach, and held back a whimper at the last second. I placed my hand on my bump, worried about what was going on : I couldn't decide if the baby had just moved really violently, or if something bad was about to happen. I stroked my stomach with my thumb, trying to ease my child, and took some deep breaths, trying to convince myself the little one was feeling my fear, and that was the reason why it had kicked so roughly.

Fortunately, no one had noticed my pain, and I forced myself to pretend everything was okay. My family was way too busy arguing with Zelena, who was looking at the edge of losing all control. Bright red, her jaw clenched and her hair completely messed up, she had her fingers squeezed on one of the gun as her other hand was regularly clenching in a fist, as if she was forcing herself not to use her magic against one of us.

"Fuck, Zelena! You can't carry on blaming her like that!" Regina screamed in anger. "We all made terrible mistakes in this room! You should be happy your daughter is in good health and Emma's magic hasn't hurt the baby!"

"Happy?! HAPPY?!" Zelena yelled, so loud that her voice broke on the last word. "You took my daughter away from me! I don't even know her! She's my child, and she has no idea who I am! She should be with me! I had finally found someone to love me, and you had to take her away from me! You always take everything!"

On that note, she moved her wrist, and Regina found herself unable to breathe. I watched the scene without knowing what to do to help my friend, and my stomach got even more painful, if only it was possible. Regina was looking in so much pain, and her lips were slowly turning blue, telling me that the oxygen wasn't reaching her lungs anymore. No one was saying anything, afraid it would make things even worse, even Henry, who was looking at his mom with pure terror in his eyes.

I ended up convincing myself I had to do something to stop the witch without paying attention to the consequences, and quickly looked around the room to find something to throw at Zelena and distract her. It's at that exact moment that a horrible pain in my lower-stomach made me scream as everything was getting silent around me.

Not realizing what was happening, I bent to try and calm the pain down. It lasted for a few seconds before going away on its own, and I could finally breathe again. My eyes closed, I didn't notice that I had managed to create a diversion, and that Zelena had let Regina be just before she passed out.

"Swan?" Killian gasped, placing his hand on my leg and driving me back to reality. "Emma, love, what's wrong?"

I finally realized what had just happened, and opened my eyes to met Killian's gaze as I was on the edge of crying. My breathing had gotten irregular, and I finally understood this feeling I had since I had learned about Zelena's escape. I had been right all along. Something bad was happening, and it was concerning my baby.

Killian was staring at me, his eyes shinning in worry. Without paying attention to Zelena's previous warning, he moved his hand to run it through my hair and comfort me. The witch didn't say anything, wondering what was really going on. The room was filled in with a surreal silence, and I ended up saying in a voice muffled by the fear and the pain :

"It's the baby. It's coming."

Please don't kill me for this ending? I hope you liked this chapter, see you monday! :)