The Truth About Emma Swan - COMPLETED BUT UNDER EDITING

Part 50- Family

I lifted my head of Killian's shoulder as I felt him holding me tight to him as I sat in a cramped position on my hospital bed.

I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, pulverising my body, making me limp.

He was sat with his legs apart with both his arms wrapped lovingly across my body. I watched him cry as he looked into my face and seeing him cry made me ball up too. We both sat looking at each other with tears in our eyes and then I spoke to him, in a couple of breaths.

"I never got the chance to say thank you." I spoke in a quiet voice with my hands holding up his chin. He sat and looked at me and started to smile. "Thank me for what love?" He asked me, the tears finally leaving his eyes alone.

I just looked at him and sighed sarcastically before I spoke. "Oh I don't know, coming after me, risking your life for me and saving my life?" I couldn't but help start giggling after talking to him in such a sarcastic tone.

He looked at me and rolled his eyes. "Oh that!" He also exclaimed sarcastically back at me copying my tone of voice. I started to laugh and he laughed to and we sat and laughed together.

When we were laughing Doctor Whale barged into the room, causing Killian to roll his eyes, look away from me but take my hand in the process. I looked over too.

Doctor Whale's expression was priceless. He went quite red in the face and raised his eyebrows, fumbling his hands behind his back.
"Should I come back?" He asked his eyes trying to look anywhere except from at me and Killian.

Killian looked back at me and I sniffed, trying to contain my bad case of laughter. He then turned to look at Whale's darting eyes and said in a annoyed tone. "No Whale speak."

Doctor Whale answered in a relieved tone. "Emma," he looked at me and tried to avoid Killain's eyeline. "You have a couple of visitors." My eyes sparked and Killian looked back at me, also intrigued.

I answered back in a sheepish tone. "Alright, you can let them in." Inside I secretly hoped it would and wouldn't be my Mum and Dad. I hoped it would be them because I miss them, but I didn't want it to be them as there would have to be a lot of explaining.

He exited the room and nodded at the both of us as Killian looked at me. His left eyebrow was raised and I could tell he was as just as inquisitive and worried as I was.

He stuck his hand out and I took it as he climbed of the bed. Whilst climbing out the bed, he left his hand on my head and hook on my hand supporting my back.

After he got out of the bed, he placed his hook around the top of my hip and his other hand gripped around the bottom of my legs. He then lifted me up effortly and moved me to the top of the bed; plumping my pillows in the process. When he had lay me down on the pillow, he moved down the bottom of bed and grabbed two extra pillows to place my leg on.

He then moved back to the top of the bed, checking if my head and abdomen bandages were still in place.
He ran his hand through my hair. "Are you okay?" He asked in almost a whisper. I nodded back and mouthed a silent thankyou.

When he had finished this, he sat down on the chair next to my bed, holding both my hands.

We sat there for a couple of minutes until the double doors swung open.

Through the door came both my Mum  and Dad.

My Mum had a new blue dress on with a pair of navy blue tights, carrying a backpack along with her. My Dad was wearing his favourite blue t-shirt with its sleeves rolled up and his watch on his left hand, as per usual.

Both of my parent's came running through the door and I couldn't help but smile.

My Mum came to my side but my Dad ran around the side of the bed, towards Killian. I looked over as my Mum held my hand and so did she.

My Dad went towards Killian and Killian panicked and stuck his hand out for him to shake but instead, my dad pulled him into a tight hug as Killian laughed.

After hugging Killian, he came over towards my Mum and stroked my head.

Killian remained at my side and held my hand.