Emma's POV
Killian is now living with me and today we are hosting a baby shower. All the friends for the office had finally forgiven me for what I had done.
"So a baby girl thats exciting." Belle says.
"Yeah a sweet little baby girl. Im just glad Killian is here." I say.
"Well nothing will take him for his child." Regina says.
"Yeah thats what he is telling me." I say.
"Well Killian is happier then I have ever seen him." Belle says.
I looked over at Killian and he was with the guys and he looked over at me and smiled. I went over to the kitchen and he followed me.
"Love are you alright?" Killian asks.
"Yeah Im fine." I say and wrap my arms around his neck.
"Love just talk to me. If anything is wrong tell me." He says.
"I will trust me." I say.
After the party I started cleaning up and Killian stopped me and helped me on the couch.
"Let me love." He says.
"Okay." I say and opened the box.
"Whats that Love?" He asks.
"This would be a suggestion box giving us baby names." I tell him.
"Oh anything good?" He asks.
"There are a couple I like." I say.
He nodded his head and I watched him clean up. Over the next couple of weeks Killian had put the nursery together. As we laid in our bed I couldnt sleep.
"Love what are we naming our daughter? I told you whatever name you chose between the two I love it." He says.
"When she comes then I think we will have her name. I think we need to see her before we name her." I say.
"Okay love." He says.
Being 8 and half months pregnant sleeping was getting hard and uncomfortable. I woke up with a shooting pain in my stomach. I woke Killian up and he rushed me to the hospital. Hours later we welcomed our baby girl.
A/N: Okay here are the names I cant decide between these two names.
Britton Rose Jones
Or
Kyla Nicole Jones
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