Miss You Already - SwanQueen

Part 7

~Emma POV~

"Cheese!" My hisses. "I don't want shitty cheese" he moans pushing his cheese sandwich away from him in disgust.

"Henry!" I scold, although I'm not surprised considering his father and I have such potty mouths, but that is no excuse. We are careful of our language around our children. "Where did you learn that word?"

"What? Cheese?" He asks so innocently.

"Haha." I fake. "Very clever"

"He said the 'f' word the other day" Scarlet snitches on her brother, and judging by the scowling look back from Henry, he was not happy.

"Henry!"

"What? Dad laughed" he chuckles to himself feeling somewhat free from his punishment, but I'm not at all surprised, Killian does find all of his inappropriate actions hilarious, but that's because Henry is just like him. "Now get dressed" I command.

"You're not dressed" he teases back with extra sass, but I'm certain he doesn't pick that up from neither of us. All the sass is picked up from Regina.

"Henry! Mummy's not feeling well" scarlet yells as I huff and clutch the kitchen side as hard as I can. My knuckles turning white as I do everything I can to take deep breathes. "Mummy?"

At this moment, I'm feeling far too weak, I need some help around here but let's face it, Killian is like having a third child.

"I'm fine darling, fit as a fiddle" I lie, and gain whatever strength is buried in the pit of my stomach to attend to my chores again. "Now get your swim bag and where is your father?"

"On the phone" Scarlet huffs, collecting her swim bag as I requested, Henry on the other hand, well he loves disobeying all my rules today.

"Killian, I need some help"

"I'm on a work call babe" he signals. "It's a great Hong Kong deal"

"Mummy are you driving us?"

"Not today sweetheart, daddy is going to take you" I inform continuing with my cleaning tasks to make sure everything is perfect before the kids go so that I can go to bed; today sure is a weaker day for me and I would much rather just sleep.

"Mom!!" Scarlet screams, catching my attention away from my cleaning and to my howling little girl. "Henry put honey all over my back"

"Hen!" I yell yet again, anyone would think their children would be well behaved if their mother was poorly, but not my boisterous boy. "Kil, can you change scarlets top please"

"Yes, sorry I've got a work crisis" he huffs sincerely and I know the stress he is under right now? But does anyone stop to think about me.

"Well tell Hong Kong Darren that I need you" I ask timidly, but truthfully, does he ever put me before his work. "Play the cancer card"

"I've tried that a million times"

There's no getting through to these people, I guess I'll have to do all of this myself. Multi-tasking mummy to the rescue even at my weakest state of mind.

"Come on I'll drive" at this moment of time I'm growing more and more frustrated. Why can nobody just help out, it's as though Killian just believes I can do all of this without him and that cancer actually has no symptoms of ache or pain that I'm experiencing.