Emma's Pov
As soon as I walk through the doors of Granny's, I am bombarded with hugs left and right. Henry practically ran up to me.
"Hey kid," I say holding him close to me.
"Emma!" Regina came up to me next, "I am so glad you're alright."
My dad and mom greet e next. My dad cradles my head like he always does when he hugs me. It is just us 6 tonight.
I glance over at Killian who is also talking to people. He is talking to Regina. I walk over to them. I overhear part of their conversation on my way over.
"So both Emma and the baby are alright?" Regina asks.
"Aye! Little one and momma are perfectly fine." Killian replies.
He smiles at me, one that I return, as he wraps his hand around my shoulder.
We all sit down at a table and our food is out in seconds. Thanks to Granny. Throughout the entire meal everyone is chatting about this or that, laughing and having a good time, till I have to ruin it.
"Emma are you sure you're alright?" My mother asks for the hundredth time.
"I'm fine," I answer a little too harshly.
I realize my emotions are not in check when my hand starts to sting from how tightly I am gripping my fork.
I take a deep breath and kiss Killian on the cheek.
"I am going to go get some fresh air."
He grabs my hand and gives me a concerned look.
"Alright, love," he says reluctantly.
I walk out of Granny's the doorbell chiming as I walk out. I huff, frustrated and plop down on the bottom step of the stair. It's dark already and the lights that hang above Granny's glow in the night. My head falls into my hand and I angrily run my fingers through my hair.
I don't even know why I walked out here. All I know is that I am overwhelmed with emotions. I am angry with Killian because he is putting our child at risk. Something is off I know it and he dismissed it, just like that. But for some reason I can't act out on my anger with him because he is too perfect of a husband. I know he didn't mean to hurt me.
So when my mother's "are you alright"s got too annoying I couldn't help, but lash out slightly. It is easier to be angry at her, than to be angry at Hook.
I am just so worried about my child and nobody seems to be listening to me about what is happening. I tried talking to my parents, Killian, and Doctor Whale about it and they all thought I am just under a lot of stress. And I am, but I of all people know magic when I feel it. There is something going on here and I will not let it threaten my baby.
The door jingles open. I groan. I really just want to be left alone right now.
"Killian. I don't want to talk to you right now."
"Hook said that you might say that. And it's a good thing I'm not Captain Guyliner," Regina sits down next to me, "And no offense to your marriage, but I think you need talk to someone who has been a mother before."
"Then why didn't you just send my mother," I lift my face out of my hands.
"Well coming from someone who sent their newborn daughter through a magical wardrobe into a new world alone for twenty-eight years, I don't think they really know how to advise an expecting mother."
I scoff.
"And the fact that the only pregnancy advice they got was from the Wicked Witch."
I laugh.
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In The Darkest of Times (CaptainSwan)
FanfictionEmma's pregnant, how will Killian react? How will she tell him? What is he leaves her? What if another evil comes for their baby? How can she been the savior and a mother? What if this ends up just like Henry? How can Emma of all people be a caring...
