The one thing Emma only wanted for her precious baby, was a 'happy beginning', a quiet life with the love of her life (also known as her True Love, also known as former Pirate, Captain Killian 'Hook' Jones).
Then she went into labour.
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It was the middle of the night (isn't that how most giving birth stories start?) and once again, Emma was uncomfortable. She was heading towards her 9th pregnant month, and she was just as uncomfortable as she was in the summer when she was 3-months pregnant.
Killian woke up first, having heard noises from downstairs, he looked down at his exhausted, pregnant wife who hadn't had slept in a couple of days now.
"I think there's someone downstairs, love," he whispered to her, getting out of bed, and started to make his way to the bedroom door.
As Emma got out of bed as well, she just so happened to look behind her, to where she was laying. And just saw a patch of water-like substance. She was only confused for half a second, and then realised the amount of pain she was in.
"At this moment, I don't think that's the most important thing," Emma said, wrapping an arm around her stomach, a slightly scared look to her eyes - remembering the amount of agony she went through when giving birth to Henry. But, Henry was worth it, even though she gave him up for his best chance - he found her and brought her home.
"What do you mean, Swan?" Even though they had been very happily married, in wedded bliss as it goes, and with now 3 going on 4 years of being husband and wife - they were about to be parents together (not really for the first time, as Emma was a mother to Henry - and Hook acted as his second/surrogate father).
Emma looked up at Killian as another wave of agony passed over her. After using the pendant that her parents' used to determine what gender she would become, and even though Henry wasn't here to find out the gender of his younger brother or sister, but before they had even left - Henry told them when it was time to find out, they could do it without him (and with a phone call, he'd be there in an instant to meet the little one). "She's coming. Now," Emma explained.
Killian's eyes widened, they barely had anything done - she wasn't due for another 3 weeks, Emma had said Henry was a week and a half late (so they hadn't really rushed anything). They had the basic necessities:- Moses basket, clothing, baby blanket, diapers, pacifiers and even a plastic stopper for the end of Killian's hook. No matter how many times Emma would tell him that he would never have the capacity to hurt their little pirate princess.
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After ringing Snow and David, to let them know that their grandbaby was on her way, they also rang Henry so that he could get a magic bean or a portal to their world and meet the newborn when she came here.
Emma was sat watching the tiny TV, the gas and air ready and waiting for her - they'd have to pry it out of her grasp because when Henry came into the world, she was a prisoner and was denied this.
"Swan, your parents are here," Killian walked in, and walked to her side, and wrapped his arm around her shoulder. Snow and David walked in, carrying a couple of teddy bears, Snow's old christening gown and a small coat, similar to the one Snow has hung over her shoulder.
"Hi, mom, dad," Emma smiles, before cringing, bending as best she can and holding her stomach. Killian rubbed Emma's lower back and helping her through this contraction.
Snow put the teddies, the gown and the tiny coat on a chair near the window, and walked to her daughter's bedside. She took her daughter's shoulder and started gently massaging it (like David had done when she was in labour with Emma).
After the contraction had passed over, in runs the bull in the china shop, Emma knows as her little brother, Neal. She very rarely calls him by his actual name - the memories of her ex (who has been gone for many years) sometimes feel far too fresh.
"Hey buddy," Emma smiles, rubbing her stomach, and watches as her brother jumped onto the bed, holding a soft cream coloured bunny rabbit, it's ears flopping down the side of its head, the fluff on its body on overload, looking like a cartoon bunny rather than a stuffed rabbit.
Little Neal smiles up at her, the rabbit drops from his grip, and his small, chubby hands land gently on her stomach. "When she be here?" He said, in his innocent toddler voice, looking up at her with his green eyes that were so similar to his.
"Soon, maybe, I don't know, kid. She'll be here eventually," Emma pants out, in absolute agony. She wasn't in this much pain when she was having Henry.
David noticed how much pain his daughter was in, and he also knew that she didn't want to say anything to her little brother, and hurt his feelings. "Why don't we go wait outside, I'm sure you don't want to see what will happen," David said to his son, lifting him off the bed so that the youngester is stood on the floor. "Good luck, sweetheart," it's very rare that David calls Emma by a pet name.
As David and little Neal leave, Snow only slightly gets the hint that this was a private and personal moment between Killian and Emma, as their baby was about to come into the world.
"Good luck, darling," Snow smiled at Emma, compared to David, Snow called Emma little nicknames like a mother would call her daughter. With a smile from Emma, she was out of the room.
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Compared to when Emma was having Henry, they always say the second baby arrives quicker - they weren't lying. Henry did take his time, but this little girl wanted out now, and Emma was very happy to get her out (having sleepless nights and uncomfortable days, how can people look so happy when they're this uncomfortable?)
It may have taken longer when she was having contractions, but when it came to pushing, she just pushed. And pushed. And pushed.
Until finally, the sound of a baby's crying broke Emma's screaming. But, the crying made Killian almost cry with happiness - even though Killian was seen as a second dad to Henry, this little angel is part him and part Emma, and it was a gift that he would never give up.
"She's here, Swan," He leaned his head down onto hers and peppered her face with kisses, so proud of her for bringing their daughter into the world.
Emma smiled, too exhausted to really say anything, wanting to get a proper look at her little girl - this is what she denied when she had Henry (she knew if she took him in her arms for just a second, she would never be able to let him go).
Once she was cleaned up, swaddled in a blanket and in a tiny pink cap, the little girl was placed onto her mama's chest. "Hello, you. Hello, sweetie," Emma smiles, her arms on her baby's back, protecting her from the world. Killian came to sit next to her on the bed and started to rub his only hand on the baby's head.
"Hello, cygnet," Killian cooed, something Emma never thought would ever leave his mouth - but even though Killian sometimes cooes at her, but him looking down at their daughter like she was the most important treasure in the entire world.
And they believed that she is.
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Completed: 19/12/2018
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