True Love: God Approved

Chapter 29

*Killian's POV*

I woke up at dawn like usual, finding Emma still asleep peacefully in my arms with her bare back to me. I smiled to myself, moving her golden curls back behind her as I kissed from her shoulder to her hairline before cuddling back into her. She groaned a bit, reaching back to pull my thigh over hers so our legs tangled before moving her hand up to my cheek and running her thumb along my stubble.

"Why are you always up so early?" she mumbled, still mostly asleep. "Do you have something against sleep?"

"It's just habit," I whispered, making her giggle a bit when I caught her thumb between my teeth for a moment as it brushed my lips. "Besides, what I wake up to is better than any dream I could have."

"Idiot," she said with a small smile and I knew that if her eyes had been open she would have rolled them at me as I kissed her cheek. "Well I'm exhausted beyond words, so I'm going back to sleep. You should too."

"Maybe I will," I allowed though I had no intention of doing so. "Either way I'll be right here, holding you like I'm supposed to."

"Go to sleep," she told me again, turning over to wrap her arms around me and snuggle into my chest as I held her tighter. "If I feel like I do now when I actually wake up, you're in for it."

"I look forward to it," I smirked, feeling her smile against my chest as I rubbed her back gently. I couldn't help but touch her even after she fell back to sleep, running my fingers through her hair and down her back. In moments like this I still couldn't believe she was mine, that I'd managed to actually win her heart in all the chaos that was our life. But here she was, completely bare and happily asleep in my arms carrying my baby.

From what she'd told me, in this reality she'd been married to Neal when she had Henry but he was with Regina now that things had been reconciled in that relationship. Her parents had taken him a few months ago when she started hiding her pregnancy, thinking she wasn't a good influence. Personally I thought it was bullshit, false reality or not she was his mother and everything here was so backwards.

The Emma I met the other day was still her, but she wasn't the woman I fell in love with, she was too innocent and scared. My Emma wasn't afraid of a single thing, she even snuck into her own dungeon to break me out despite the fact that it could get her killed. I couldn't help but be thankful to have my girl back in my arms, even if we were in the wrong reality.

*Emma's POV*

I woke up on my back, my eyes fluttering open to find Killian on his side next to me, leaning on his elbow and watching me with a small smile. My eyes met his and he bent to kiss me, the same gentle good morning kiss we shared every morning at home but something was off.

"You alright?" I asked when he pulled away, studying his eyes and finding something wrong there too. "You don't seem like yourself."

"You ask a lot of questions," he said as he moved on top of me, pinning my wrists to the bed so I couldn't move and leaning really close to my face. "I'm going to have to fix that."

"Killian-" I started, really worried now, but he cut me off with a hard kiss. He never kissed me like that, not ever, so I knew something wasn't right, struggling against him.

"Damn it," he snapped at me. "Hold still, wench!"

"Get the hell off her!" A familiar voice came from the doorway and he was tackled off of me. I sat up to find a sight that confused me beyond words- Killian literally fighting with himself.

"Hey!" I yelled over them, putting on my slip and freezing them both as I stood up. "What the hell is going on?!" They both started talking but I couldn't understand them, having to stop them. "Nevermind! I just want to know which of you is my Killian, so bear with me here."