Emma was currently 7 months pregnant.
"You know we should really think of a name for this little duck" Emma said rubbing the spot where her little boy had just kicked. Killian came over to join her on their bed. "Have anything in mind love" Killian said his hand joining hers on her stomach. Feeling his son was one of Killian's favorite things to do it made him feel like everything he's ever done in his life was to get her and create this perfect life. Emma didn't answer for a long time "what about Liam" Emma asked. Killian didn't even look up to met her eyes to engaged in their sons movements. "Nah, he needs his own name not something that will only bring pain" Killian answered. Then he looked into her eyes "but I love you for suggesting it" Killian said and she knew how much it meant that she would even offer it even if they didn't name their son that. Killian moved up to be level with her. "What about Charlie after our little after adventure to the past. A part of our story" Killian suggested. Emma smiled then pressed her lips to him. "I love it" Emma said once they released.
Two months later
Emma was exhausted after giving birth to Charlie but didn't complain once about it because it was all worth it. Emma didn't want to put Charlie down she held him until she could no longer fight sleep. Killian now got his father son bonding time with his lad. Killian was sitting on the couch next to Emma's bed in the hospital holding Charlie watching Emma sleep even after 28 hours of labor she still looked as beautiful as ever. Killian looked down at his son and began to tell him the tale of where his name came from and when he finished his son was sleeping peacefully in his arms and Killian knew he would do right by him.
