As we drove home with Layla for the first time, my dad drove, I sat in the passenger, and mom rode in the back with Layla, who slept soundly the whole ride.

She was only about four days old, but she was already proving to be an amazing baby. She rarely cried, and was always looking around. Everyone loved her- my family, me, my parents, and even hospital nurses who stopped by just to hold her. She was pretty famous around there now.

We pulled into The driveway to find out that nothing had changed. It was like life has just been put on hold, except for us. We just suffered probably the biggest tragedy in our lives, yet everything was still the same for everyone else. The world will go on, I guess.

My mom took Layla out of the car, and walked into the house, followed by my dad, who is carrying all the bags. As I walked through the front door, it hit me that just a few days ago, we were standing here, celebrating my dad's homecoming. We had no idea of what was coming for us.

We all walked upstairs and around the corner into the nursery, which wasn't completely finished. We had a rocking chair and a changing table and all the necessities, but baby clothes and accessories were still scattered and boxes. We were expecting to have another month to prepare. The saddest part of all this was the two cribs, next to each other, for two babies.

As my mom walked into the room, her face fell. Originally, she had had a really tough time with the loss of Finley. My whole family was grieving, but she was in a bad state. She had become a lot better and happier since bonding with Layla, but the site of two cribs really seemed to bother. Her lip trembled as she stood there, Layla's carrier hanging loosely at her side.

I cautiously approached her and said, "mom. It's OK. You're OK. We have Layla...Look at her."

We both looked down at Layla sleeping in the carrier. At this, my mom's face finally broke into tears. She dropped the carrier on the floor, and quickly rushed out of the nursery and down the hall.

As the carrier fell, Layla startled and began to cry. I put on the bags that I was holding and bent down next to her. "Shhhh, baby. It's okay. Shhh."

I tried to calm her. I gently rubbed my thumb cross her little arm. Her crying was just slowing down as my dad walked into the room, caring bottles and diapers.

"I was thinking for dinner we could –" he stopped as he saw the scene in front of him.

"Oh my…" He dropped the bags and rushed over.

"Charlotte! What happened?"

"Mom saw the two cribs and freaked out. She didn't mean to, but she kind of dropped Layla's carrier pretty rough. She's in she's in your room now. You should check on her."

He gave Layla a small kiss on the cheek and rushed off down the hall to my mom.

Killian's POV

I heard Emma before I reached our room. As I entered, I found her on the edge of the bed, sobbing. I know how independent and stubborn she could be, even towards me, so I waited to go in. Maybe she could resolve this on her own.

Soon, her breathing became rapid and shallow, and she put her hand to her chest as if she couldn't breathe. She got a panicked look on her face. This is when I rushed in and took her in my arms.

"Hey hey hey. You're okay. It's okay love, I'm right here. You're okay."

She leaned in and buried her face in the crook of my neck. I Gently stroked her hair and swayed back-and-forth slightly.

Soon, her sobs became sniffles and she slowly lifted her head up so that we were eye level.

"Emma, what happened? Why were you so upset? You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, but I think I can help."

She still wasn't making eye contact with me, but she took a deep breath. Now she looked me in the eye.

"I was looking for a dog."

"What?" I asked, confused.

"When I got out of the car that day, it was because I had seen a missing dog poster. I thought I saw the dog run across the street, so I got out and try to find it. As I was coming down the hill, I tripped on a root and fell and now…"

She trailed off and a few more tears fell from her eyes. She looked down. I cupped her soft cheek in my hand and lifted her chin up so she was again looking me in the eyes.

"Emma, none of this is your fault."

She looked give me a moment before replying.

"I, I know. It's just that everything is a lot easier if there someone to blame – even if it is yourself. This is just so hard for me. Seeing those two cribs just reopened my emotions.

"She paused and grabbed my hand, intertwining her fingers with mine.

"Growing up, I was used to happening to me all the time. Up until I met you, my emotional walls were up, 24/7. The past 11 years, being married to you, having Charlotte, have been the most amazing and positive years of my life, and I didn't need my walls. So now, for the first time in 11 years, something bad has happened, and I need my walls again, but they aren't there. That is why this is so emotional for me. We should have two new babies right now and instead we only have one."

She let out a deep breath and I kissed her cheek. I was proud of her for opening up so much like this.

Then I spoke up. "I am upset, too. Something horrible has happened to us. But you do not have to be having a hard time alone. I'm your husband. I'm always, always here. Half of your pain should always be mine."

She smiled and gave me a small kiss on the lips.

"I love you so, so much. And I love our two perfect daughters with all my heart" I said.

She kissed me again before standing up and making her way back to the nursery determinedly.

Yay!! Happy times. Okay, so I noticed that we hadn't been getting a lot of actual Captainswan action lately, so I added in this fluffy little bit!! The next couple of chapters will be more OutlawQueen-centric and told from Jason's POV, Btw. Also, school starts again for me next week, and I am also a rower (yes like in a boat) and that starts too so I'm gonna be BUSY. I've decided to take a break week, but I'll be back at again on Tuesday the 22nd. We're nearing the season 7 premiere!! Who's planning on watching... (I totally am even though I'll miss all the old characters) Tell me in a review! Also please tweet me at @EllaHill_Crouch

Xoxo Ella