Under Lock and Key #Wattys2016

Chapter 44

"Help! She's going in labor!" Killian yelled as he helped Emma into the hospital. Nurses rushed over to them with a wheel chair, and Dr. Burke ran up to them.

"No, I'm not you fucking idiot." She said and smacked him on the chest.

"You still have a month to go. Did your water break?" Juliet asked.

"No. What the hell is wrong?" Emma asked. She was scared. She didn't want to lose her baby. She grabbed Killian's hand and squeezed it tightly.

"Let's get you into the exam room and we'll find out if it's something serious."

Killian walked by Emma with her hand still in his. He helped her out of her clothes and into a hospital gown.

"Okay, there is nothing to worry about, Emma." Dr. Burke said after a few minutes. "Have you ever heard of Braxton Hicks contractions?"

Emma released the breath she didn't know she was holding. "Thank God."

"I'm sorry, what?" Killian asked in a confused tone.

Emma and Juliet both laughed. "Braxton Hicks contractions is just the body's way of preparing for the birth of your child." Juliet explained.

"So labor is going to hurt more than that?" Emma asked, grabbing Killian's hand again.

"I'm sorry to say, but yes."

"Damn." Killian chuckled and Juliet nodded.

"I'll see you when you really go into labor." She said with a smile and walked out of the room.

Emma turned to Killian and looked up at him. "Thank you for being here for me."

"I always will be." He told her with a small smile. "I miss you, Swan."

"I miss you too."

He knelt down and looked into her eyes. "Stop torturing us both. You know I'm not going to hurt you. I just put my emotions ahead of my actions."

"I know, but-"

"No buts." He grabbed her chin and slowly brought her face towards his. He held her there for a moment before letting her go. She closed the gap and her lips met his. The kiss was definitely something she had missed. She had missed him in general. The hoodie she had stolen from him when they first split up had long ago lost the smell of him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and brought him closer to her. When they pulled away for air, he smiled on her lips. "That was-"

"Definitely not a one time thing."

He laughed. "You have no idea how relieved I am. So, does this mean that we are back together again?"

"Yes." She smiled. "Take me home."

When they got back to their house that they still shared together, she called her parents and told them where she was and that she would be back for all of the stuff she had in the guest room that had become her bedroom for the last three months.

"Does this mean we are going to get married again? If you don't want to, I understand, I just want to know what's going around in that head of yours." He rambled nervously.

She giggled. "Maybe we could."

"Really?" A smile broke out on his face.

"Yes, stupid."

They got into the house and she sat down on the couch while he went up to get the engagement ring. He ran up the steps, taking them two at a time. He went to the box that was hidden in his sock drawer, and ran back to Emma. He knelt down on one knee in front of her.

"It's not like before, but I hope you find it just as romantic. Emma Swan, I love you, and as you clearly know, we have had our ups and downs. This being one that I never want to repeat. Will you say that you'll marry me again?"

"Yes." He slipped the ring onto her finger and she hugged him tightly. She felt his tears hit her skin and she finally realized the pain that she had put him through. "I'm sorry." He pulled back and she wiped his tears away. "I'm so sorry that I put you through all of this."

"It wasn't that bad. I knew you still loved me. But I should be the one to apologize. I hurt you without laying a finger on you. But I never stopped loving you. I want to show you something." He stood up and walked over to the tv stand and opened the cabinet. He pulled out a wooden box. He placed it in her lap and sat on the floor next to her feet, and leaned his back on the bottom of the couch. "I wrote you letters everyday, but I couldn't send them."

She grabbed one of the envelops and opened it.

'Swan, I wonder how you're doing. How you are feeling. I wonder what the baby looks like. Is she kicking a lot? Does she miss her daddy? Do you miss me? I messed up bad, and it feels like the only way we are going to get our happy ending is in my dreams. I hope you find this letter cute and it brightens your day if you're feeling down.
Your love, Killian.'

She looked down at him and put her hand in his hair and twisted it in her fingers. Tears were in her eyes as she read.

"You should have sent them." She told him in a whisper.

"I guess I was afraid that the letters would push you away even further." He said. He leaned his head on her knee.

"You know, we never went out on that date we talked about." Emma said, changing the subject.

He turned to look at her and smirked. "You're right."

"What do you say about doing that tonight?"

"Do you want to go out or stay at home?"

"Stay at home. I'm not dressing up."

He smirked. "You don't have to wear anything at all." She blushed and covered her face with her hands. Killian came up to sit next to her and removed her hands from her face. "At least you didn't find any other man that compliments you like I do."

"Go make food." She pushed him and he chuckled as he stood up. He went into the kitchen and she heard him humming happily to himself. 'Dork.' She thought.

Yay! They're back together! But, I have sad news anyway. This book is indeed coming to an end. I think I'm going to end it at 50 chapters.