*Author's Note at bottom

One of the small benefits of living in a small town was that it was small. Meaning that everything was close by. So it wasn't long for Killian to pull up his 2010 black Ford focus. As soon as the car was parked, Emma jumped out as fast as she could and made her way to the front desk without getting run over. She was only slightly surprised to hear Killian behind her. She assumed that he would have left after dropping her off but maybe his curiosity on her condition got the best of him. Either way, Emma could care less. Her child's safety came first.

Out of breath from her rush over, Emma quickly told the receptionist without slurring her words too much, "I need to see Dr. Whale right away."

The receptionist was a red haired lady that looked like she had just stepped out of a 1940's movie. She didn't even bother to give Emma a glance before pushing a clipboard with paper and a pen to her. "Fill this out-"

"I don't have time for that! I need to see Dr. Whale right away" Emma snapped. She wasn't going to let this red haired bimbo of a nurse put her kid's life at risk because she didn't want to do her fucking job.

The nurse didn't even seem fazed from her outburst. She just rolled her eyes. "Dr. Whale is busy with another-"

"Can you at least call him please." Killian interrupted the woman. Emma was surprised yet again by Killian's behavior. Why was he helping her so much? What was he getting out this? People didn't willingly offer their help without getting something in return. "Can't you see she is in distress?"

The nurse looked like calling the doctor was going to be the last thing she did for them. Thankfully, she didn't have to. Dr. Whale entered the lobby at that exact moment to he say goodbye to his latest patient.

Before the nurse had a chance to tell them off, Dr. Whale noticed them and the fight that was going to undoubtedly start if he didn't take action. So before the nurse could say anything he interrupted her, "It's alright Nurse Ratched." Dr. Whale nodded to the said nurse who clearly looked very upset. "Emma is a very special client. I'll see her now. Right this way Emma."

Dr. Whale began to direct her to his office when she noticed that Killian was no longer following her. She turned around to see him by the front desk still. He was clearly respecting her privacy by staying behind so she could see her doctor in peace. Just when she thought that she got him figured out, he pulls a stunt like this. She thought that the only reason he was helping her out so much was because he was curious about what was wrong but here he was, staying behind to give her space.

"Emma?" Dr. Whale called out as he waited by his office door.

Emma looked at him briefly before facing Killian again. She didn't know much about Killian Jones. Only three things. He liked to pick fights with Peter Kay, his last name was Jones and he really liked leather jackets. Given his appearance, she hadn't expected such kindness from him. He looked like all the other jackasses she has seen in her life and she saw many. Perhaps she judged him too quickly. He could at the very least become a good friend to her.

"Thank you" She told him. Killian simply nodded his head before leaving as if she had dismissed him. She watched him leave before turning around and followed the good doctor inside to check on her baby.

No matter how many times the doctor reassured her that her kid was fine it wasn't until she could hear the strong *second heart beat that she finally relaxed. Thinking back on it now, she guessed that her reaction was a little over the top. She hadn't meant for it to go so far. She was just blinded with worry. She could laugh back it now though. She had punched Peter Kay knocking him out, she left school without informing anyone, she hopped into a stranger's car, and she nearly had a fist fight with a nurse at the front desk.

It wasn't long after that that Mr. Gold showed up. He had stopped by the school to pick her up for their appointment only for her to not be there. Fearing the worst, he had rushed to the hospital. Emma reassured him that everything was fine and told him what had happened. She was touched by Mr. Gold's panic. She thought that he only cared for the baby and not her. Maybe she was wrong. It was nice to have someone worry about her. It's been so long since anyone had actually cared.

It wasn't until Mr. Gold dropped her off at her house that she was faced with the painful reminder that he didn't really care. At least not for her.

"Be more careful, Miss. Swan. Neither of us want to see that baby harmed due to your carelessness."

Emma wasn't sure how to reply to that. In the past she would she have either hit him or run off. This man was fully supporting her though with a house and food. As much as that wouldn't have stopped her, she had someone else to think about now. A life on the streets was a life she was not going to let her child live. So she will bear with it. For she child's sake. She left Mr. Gold's car without a word and made her way into her cold empty house.

She had ten missed calls on her phone. Three were from her friend Mary-Margaret and seven were from Mr. Gold. He probably called when he couldn't find her at school so she deleted his voicemails without bothering to listen to them.

As Emma began to prepare her dinner for the night, Emma quickly pressed the redial button for Mary-Margaret. She answered within the first few rings.

"Emma! Are you okay? What happened? What did the doctor say? How's your hand? Where did you even learn to punch like that? I've never seen Peter fall unconscious from one punch before."

Mary-Margaret's questions came one after the other so fast that Emma didn't bother to answer or even interrupt her. She simply let her talk as she got her dinner ready.

When Mary-Margaret finally did calm down she only had one question to ask. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, Mary-Margaret. The doctor said that everything was fine." Emma knew that she wanted an explanation but Emma wasn't sure what to say exactly. Whenever she tried to tell her friend that she was pregnant the words just died in her mouth. She knew that now would be a good time to tell her yet she said nothing more than that. Maybe if Mary-Margaret asked her directly she could at least nod or say yes but Mary-Margaret didn't ask. She respected Emma's personal space too much to ask a question so personal. Emma loved and loathed that about her.

"That's a relief. I was so worried when you didn't answer my phone calls. Don't scare me like that."

Emma froze when she heard her friend's concern. She had just gone through false hope of someone actually caring about her with Mr. Gold only to be shot down with the cold truth. To hear her friend actually care about her and there was no mistake this time since Mary-Margaret had no knowledge of what was inside her, she was deeply touched. So touched that silent tears fell down her cheeks. It's been so long since someone actually cared. It felt nice.

"Okay. I'm sorry" Emma promised as she smiled with sincerity. She blamed the hormones for her emotional ride.

*In the 6th week to 8th week of pregnancy you can hear your baby's heartbeat through the ultrasound exam. So that's about 1 ½ months in. Correct me if I'm wrong.

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