It's Complicated

Chapter 9

A phone begins to ring in the early morning, Killian just pulls Emma closer to him. The ringing doesn't stop and Emma groans.

"Is that you or me?" She grumbles.

"I don't know or care because it's too bloody early for this," he mumbles. The ringing stops for a moment then picks up again.

"Okay that's definitely you," she states.

"How on earth could you possibly know that?" He asks her, shocked.

"I can see my phone on the night stand and it's not lit up. Answer your damn phone," she grumbles, grumpy from being woken up early. Killian kisses her head and she hums softly at this. Killian rolls out of bed and answers the phone.

"This better be bloody good, it's six am," Killian says as he walks out of the bedroom. He carefully closes the door behind him.

"Now is that any way to speak to your caring, older brother?" Liam. Killian's older brother. The older brother who doesn't know why he moved a few states away. In all honesty Killian has been avoiding his brother's phone calls.

"Liam."

"Killian, you finally answered. You know every morning I call you I just had no idea this morning would be the morning my idiotic, little brother answered the phone," he scolds him. How could Killian forget that his brother called every morning? A phone call he has actively been avoiding.

"Younger brother," Killian corrects him, "I did answer. Now what do you have to say to me?" he asks. He knows there is no way out of this conversation. No point in beating around the bush.

"Where would you like me to begin? The fact that you don't live in New York anymore. The fact that your ex-girlfriend had to tell me that you broke up. The fact that you now live in some town in Maine that I have never heard of. The fact that yesterday I found out that I am going to be a father and I wanted to tell you and you're not here," Liam's voice cracks at the end and it breaks Killian's heart.

"Elsa's pregnant? You're going to be a father?" Killian asks, tears in his eyes. He plops down on the couch in the living room.

"Yes. And you're going to be an uncle."

"Congratulations, Li. Look, I-I am so sorry for leaving, for not saying anything. For not answering your phone calls," Killian apologizes.

"I just want to know what happened. We have always been there for each other. I won't judge you for what happened," Liam reassures him.

"I know that, look now is not the best time to talk about this. Can I call you back later? I'll explain everything then," he reassures his brother.

"Killian, it's Saturday morning. Why is it not the best time?" Liam questions him.

"Well, I'm not exactly at my apartment right now," Killian says running a hand through his hair.

"Then where the hell - Killian Jones you have some explaining to do," Liam says sternly.

"I know. I'll call you later."

"Okay, later." With that Liam hangs up. Killian pulls himself off the couch and back into Emma's bedroom.

"I didn't know you had a brother," Emma states, now sitting up in bed.

"Love, I thought you would've gone back to sleep," Killian says as he climbs back into bed.

"I tried, but my shoulder is hurting. Do you have the painkillers they gave me at the hospital?" Emma asks. Killian nods and fetched them from the bathroom. He nods and returns with a glass of water and the pills. She takes them silently.