The Truth of the Matter

Secrets Uncovered

A/N: I just couldn't wait to post this chapter, but I wanted to say that after this chapter, I will start posting a chapter every Friday, not including this coming Friday.

Third Person POV
Time jump of roughly six months

Over a year of chasing this bloody woman, and Killian could finally call her his. They weren't married or anything, but they were a couple. She still wasn't very open, but he could tell her walls were slowly breaking down. Tomorrow would be their six month anniversary. He's surprised they'd made it that far, but she had said she'd try. And he couldn't be happier. This year had been awful. Neal had hurt her, again, but he was finally behind bars, and of course her injuries (luckily none as bad as the knife to the shoulder, other than when Neal got a hold of her).

Emma's POV

We stay at his place most of the time, but I still enjoy some days to myself. Understandable of course, but I can't help that he misses me.

I wake up and stretch, feeling his arms tighten around my torso. I still suddenly, vomit inching up my throat. I quickly move his arm and dash to the bathroom. I barely get my head over the toilet before my dinner resurfaces. Damn, that was the fourth day in a row.

"Swan, are you alright?" Killian asks sleepily from the door as I lean back against the cool tile wall.

"Not really. Four days in a row. That's not normal," I say, rather unhappily.

"I would say not," is his reply.

"What time is it?"

"6:30."

"I'm sorry I woke you up." I look at him apologetically.

"Swan, it's alright. I worry about you, you know."

"I know." Something clicks in my sleep-deprived brain. Four days of vomiting in the morning, food sensitivity, mood swings. Oh god. The thought's enough to have me back over the toilet, Killian holding my hair.

"You're really starting to worry me. This isn't good for you. I think you need to go to the doctor," he suggests nervously.

"I'll go this afternoon."

That floored him. She HATES the doctor and all things associated with the hospital. She must know something. He'll worry about it later. Right now, he's going to take care of her and then go back to sleep.

"Can I go with you?" he asks. Hopefully nothing will happen.

I stall for a moment before answering him. "Sure."

I let him go back to sleep, but I can't. My mind is spinning and memories come back. I already know I'm pregnant. I call Dr. Montgomery and book an appointment for four this afternoon. I go on ahead and shower and head out to Starbucks and grab a hot cocoa before heading to the station. Of course no one would be there that early. I unlock the doors and head to my desk and busy myself with a few of the cases I'd left. The door opens half an hour later revealing Killian. He joins me at the desk and we review our findings. I can tell he's still concerned for me, which is sweet, but I know what I'm dealing with. The others arrive ten minutes later.

Killian and I leave early, and head back to the apartment to change. When we arrive at the hospital, Dr. Montgomery calls us back.

"Good Afternoon, Emma. What can I do for you?" she asks pleasantly.

"I...I think I'm pregnant, Dr. Montgomery," I say quietly, looking down at the floor. I feel Killian stiffen beside me.

"Please, call me Addison. Well, I can do a pelvic exam and see. If you are pregnant, you are probably not far enough along for an ultrasound. Have you been having symptoms?"

"I've been sick the past four days, I've noticed that some foods have upset my stomach, and my mood has been a bit wacky lately." I just really wanted to get this over with.

"Well, it sure sounds like you might be. Change into this gown and then lay on the bed."

I do as instructed and Addison helps me get my feet in the stirrups.

"You're going to feel some pressure and you may feel some coldness," she warns.

I nod. I gasp at the coolness of the probe.

"Sorry," she says with a laugh.

Killian sits anxiously next to me. He's yet to say a word. I feel Addison pause.

"This isn't your first pregnancy, is it?"