Hi guys! Here I come with the first chapter of this fiction. This is a translation from a fanfiction I wrote in french, and the story is 17 chapters long. It's a really fluffy story with a lot of CaptainSwan fluff and almost no angst (almost because there are a few chapters toward the end that are a bit harder). I hope you'll like it! I will try to post every friday. English is not my native language, so if I made mistake (and I probably did) don't be scared to tell me! I'm here to learn ;)

I started writing this story before the season 5B was over, so there is a few things that are different from the actual show : Zelena is still in Oz and Belle isn't pregnant. The story takes place nine weeks after the characters came back from the Underworld, and the land of Untold Stories is not in Storybrooke.

Anyway, enjoy! :)

I was standing on Main Street, right in front of Granny's, for a few minutes already but I didn't seem brave enough to gather enough strength and go inside the dinner. I knew it was stupid, but I was so scared. I had faced so many dangers since Henry had found me four years ago, I had fought against ogres, villains, hell I had even fought against the darkness when I had been under the Dark One curse, and yet, I wasn't able to cross the door and join Killian with whom I was supposed to have lunch. I knew he was already there, I could see him looking around him through the window, probably wondering why I was so late but, luckily, he hadn't seen me yet.

I sighted, removed the wrinkles from my t-shirt with my palm, prepared to make a step forward but changed my mind at the last minute. I grunted, frustrated, aware of how stupid my behavior was. For my defense, I had some very important news to announce to Hook, and I had no idea how to tell him what was happening. Given my past, it was a pretty normal reaction. I was mostly afraid of how he would react, and I was so scared he would give up on me and I would find myself alone once again. I'd said I would meet him at Granny's because the presence of other people reassured me, but the more I was thinking about it, the more I was convinced that it was a mistake and I should have met him in a more intimate place. We had moved in the house he had chosen for us in Camelot so we could finally live together, the both of us and Henry when he was not sleeping at Regina's, so we could have more intimacy. All things considered, I should have said everything there. It was our place and, at least, if he was going to get mad, I wouldn't have looked bad in front of all the clients that were eating inside the diner.

I shook my head and sighted once again. I had to go into the diner eventually, I couldn't let him wait much longer and he would end up noticing I was staying outside like an idiot anyway, too afraid to go inside and face him. I closed my eyes for a bit, trying to concentrate, and made a first step forward, then a second. I ended up crossing the door with somewhat uncertain steps, ringing the bell on my way in.

Killian immediately turned to face me and a smile appeared on his face. I tried to smile back but failed miserably and felt a sob obstructing my throat as I was thinking about the fact that his smile was probably going to disappear very soon. I decided to ignore it and walked toward him, sitting in the booth to face him, carefully avoiding his gaze in order not to start crying.

"I was wondering where you were. I ordered that for you." He said, sticking out his chin to show me a cup of hot cocoa with cinnamon that was laying on the table in front of me.

I put my hands around the mug and sighted once more, discouraged. How could I be able to tell what was going on to the man I loved?

"Swan, you okay?" He asked, gazing at me with a suspicious look.

I nodded, unable to answer because of the lump in my throat, and it profoundly annoyed me. He didn't seem satisfied with my answer and carried on asking :

"No, you're not. What's going on?"

I had planned to wait a bit before telling him everything but, all things considered, it was better if I said it right away. It would take a weight off my shoulder as I would know what he was thinking about the situation. I therefore looked up to meet his stare and said in somewhat broken voice :

"I found out why I've been sick these past few days."

"Good!" He said with a gentle smile. "You're feeling unwell for a while, now. What's happening?"

I opened my mouth to confess everything, knowing it would be better to tell him right away without beating around the bush, but I couldn't make a sound. I closed my eyes for a minute, trying to focus. He realized something was wrong, and placed his right hand on mine, saying :

"Is it so bad?"

I didn't answer anything, but opened up my eyes again in order to see him. He was looking at me and seemed quite worried, but he smiled and said gently :

"You know you can tell me anything, love. Whatever it is, I'll be there for you."

Comforted by his words, I took a deep breath and said very quickly in order not to back off again :

"I'm pregnant."

He kept silence for a long time, looking utterly surprised. He didn't let go of my hand, he didn't move a muscles, he was just looking at me, only his chest moving at the fast pace of his breathing witnessing he hadn't turned into a statue. I didn't know how to react to that. I had prepared myself for howls, accusations because it was my fault, I was the one who had forgot to take my birth control because of everything that had happened recently, but I wasn't expecting him to be weirdly speechless. It's only after a long, long time that he ended up saying in disbelief :

"What?"

"I'm pregnant." I repeated in a low voice, surprised by the fact I had managed to say this terrifying sentence a second time.

I suddenly let go of my hand, as if he had just been burned, still staring at me with a strange look on his face. Only one second after his reaction, I felt my eyes starting to filled in with tears, and I looked up to the ceiling to avoid bursting out crying. I obviously wasn't expecting cries of joy, but it was what I had been afraid would happen, and I was so scared I would end up alone once again. I was alone during my first pregnancy, I didn't know how I would be able to overcome the loss of the man I loved because of the second one.

"Is it… mine?" Hook said, suddenly speaking again.

"No, it's the Pope's." I replied, hiding my distress behind a wall of sarcasms. "Of course it's yours, Killian, who else could be the dad, tell me?"

"But… How?" He asked, looking confused.

He didn't get mad, but his words were divulging his real thoughts. I felt like I was going to start crying, and I didn't want to release the tears in front of him. It was my own fault, after all, I'd had to be more careful with my birth control pills. And now, I was alone again. I was so fucking stupid.

I hastily got up and almost ran towards the door. I had to get out of the dinner, staying next to him was way too painful. I couldn't believe I had really lost him, and I had no one to blame but myself. Before slamming the door behind me, I heard Killian screaming :

"Swan, what are you doing? Emma…!"

I moved forward on the dinner's patio, hoping to escape from this horrifying situation, but he was quicker than me. He crossed the door right after me and yelled :

"Emma, what the hell do you think you're doing?!"

He didn't take long to catch up with me and grabbed my wrist, forcing me to turn back and face him. I wasn't thinking about resisting because I knew by the tone of his voice that he was going to insist on talking to me, probably to blame me for everything that was going on. But when I faced him, I was surprised to see that he didn't look mad at all. On the contrary, he seemed completely lost, and was looking at me with a questioning look :

"Where are you going? You can't tell me you're pregnant and then run away without a word like that!"

I wiped off a tear that had escaped from my eye and was streaming down my face and answered vehemently :

"I'm sorry, okay? I know it's all my fault. And I also know you don't wanna see me anymore, so I'm making things easy for you. I'm pregnant, and I'm gonna be left alone once again. I always ruin everything. I'm such an idiot..."

"Be left alone once again?" Killian repeated, looking deeply surprised by my words.

"Yeah, I mean we've never talked about having kids. This is all my fault, I can only blame myself for this. You're gonna leave me, like Neal did, like my parents did, it always ends like that anyway. I should be used to it by now..."

"I don't intend to leave you, Emma..." he said in a deep voice, looking at me with a piercing look.

I was so surprised by his words that I startled, and he let go of my wrist. My hand fell back along my side, but I didn't mind it. I didn't understand what he was saying, he wasn't gonning to leave me?

"I'm… I'm sorry?" I stuttered, unable to say something logical.

"After all we've been through to stay together, you really think I'm gonna leave you now that you are with child? Who do you think I am, Swan?"

"But… your reaction?" I asked in a high-pitched voice.

I was so surprised by his words. He didn't want to leave me alone? He wanted to support me? I didn't know what to think anymore, and I waited for an explication, anything that would tell me how I had to react to this.

"I'm just surprised. But that doesn't mean I'm not happy, and that certainly doesn't mean I'm gonna leave you..."

"Happy?" I repeated, confused, without realizing what was happening, without realizing he was saying that he wanted to start a family with me.

"Emma, I know we've never talked about this, but this is a perfect timing. We have our own house now. Do you really think I'm gonna leave our child fatherless?"

"Our child?" I repeated once again, as if I was trying to make sure that what he was saying was real.

"Bloody hell, Em', how could you think otherwise?" he said, rolling his eyes even he seemed happier and happier by the minute. "We love each other, right? How could I leave you alone, then?" He asked when I had slowly nodded.

The words he had just pronounced finally made their way up to my brain. He wasn't gonna leave me. I wasn't gonna be left alone once again. He was gonna be there during my pregnancy and we were gonna raise this kid together. A deep happiness suddenly filled me entirely, not only because everything was going to be okay, but also because I was so, so glad we were gonna have a baby. I had discovered the news the same morning and, too scared because I thought Killian was going to react badly, I hadn't had the time to be happy about it. I looked up to meet his deep blue eyes and, deeply relieved, I threw myself into his arms.

He pulled me into a thigh embrace. It was so good to feel him against me, to feel his strong arms wrapped around my body, to smell his comforting fragrance of leather and sea. I could swear he was smiling as he was saying :

"How could you believe such a thing? I will never ever leave you. I love you way too much for that."

"Thanks." I simply whispered, without really answering him. "I love you too."

We stayed cuddled into each others arms for a very long time, not considering the people in the street that were starting to stare at us. He ended up pulling away from me, but he took my hand and intertwined our fingers together before saying in a gentle voice :

"Come on, let's get something to eat. We'll bring everything home, and you'll tell me everything I need to know about the pregnancy, okay?"

I nodded and smiled back as he was dragging me toward the dinner, our hands still linked together. I wasn't realizing that I was smiling as I saw him order two cheeseburgers to Granny. He looked so happy and obvisoult wanted to keep any skin-to-skin contact with me. While our friend was heading for the kitchen, he turned back to face me, looking suddenly worried :

"Wait a minute, you can eat that kind of stuff, right?"

"You do know I'm allowed to eat, don't you? I'm not gonna spend nine months eating only salads, I'm telling you" I answered while laughing a bit.

"Pardon me if I don't have a lot of experience about pregnancies. I'm reminding you that this is my first time."

He was faking an outraged look, and I busted out laughing. I wasn't excepting that amount of laugh and joy when I had come to see him. I had imagined howls, cries, sadness, but I had never thought about the fact he would have accepted my pregnancy that easily. Hell, he even looked so happy about becoming a dad, and he wanted to talk about all the details with me while eating a burger. It seemed so unlikely it felt like a dream. I gazed at him while he was looking towards the kitchen, his hook mechanically tapping against the counter. I wanted to make sure that everything was indeed real, that I wasn't dreaming. I must have stared at him for a long time without realizing it, because he ended up turning towards him with a big smile to say :

"You okay?"

"Yeah, I'm great, it's just..."

I didn't finish my sentence, not knowing what I wanted to say or how to describe what I was feeling. It didn't seem to bother him because a big smile suddenly appeared on his face. I didn't understand what was going on at first, but he said, shaking his head in disbelief :

"You know what, love?"

"What?" I asked, curious to know what was putting him in such a good mood.

"The more I think about it, the happier I am"

And before I had the chance to say anything about this sudden statement, he grabbed me by my waist and pressed his lips against mine. Our kiss lasted for a long, long time and he was holding me so tight that he actually lifted me up from the ground. I laughed through our kiss, lifting my leg up, happier than I had been for a long time. I would have wanted to stay forever in his arms, but we were suddenly interrupted by a familiar voice, and Killian put me back on the floor.

"You think I want to see you smooching while I'm eating?"

"Regina!" Robin's voice immediately shouted, but he seemed to be laughing at the same time.

We turned to face Regina, who was sitting at a table in the back of the diner and was looking at us with an annoyed look on her face. Robin, as I had guessed, was laughing silently and was staring at us.

"We have a good reason to do it, you know" Killian teased, laughing as well.

"I don't wanna know about it." Regina muttered, rolling her eyes.

Hook turned to face me, still smiling, and whispered so no one else could hear us :

"You wanna tell everyone now?"

"No, we can tell them later. I just… I wanna keep it between us for a few hours, if it's okay." I said, smiling somewhat shyly at him.

"As you wish, princess" He winked, and I laughed, deeply happy.

Granny eventually came back with our order, and Killian let go of my hand to take the paper bag that was containing our meal. He wrapped his left arm around my shoulders and said, looking at Regina and Robin :

"Don't worry, Regina, you can now eat in peace. We're going to kiss somewhere else."

I heard my friend grunting behind my back as we where leaving the restaurant, laughing because of Regina's reaction

"Let's sum up" Killian suggested, as he was looking a bit lost by all the information I had just given him. "You're nine weeks pregnant, right?"

"Right." I nodded patiently, aware of how sudden all of this was for him.

"you got pregnant when…?" He asked, looking a bit confused.

"When we came back from the Underworld, yeah." I said, gazing at him, waiting for his reaction.

"Yeah, that was a great night" He answered after a brief silence, smirking, looking pretty proud of himself.

"Very clever." I replied, shaking my head, but I couldn't help myself but smile because of his voluntary childish behavior.

We were both settled on our bed, facing each other, left overs from our meal laying on the ground next to us. I had just told him everything I knew about my pregnancy and how things were going to go. He had listened to me carefully and was trying to put the puzzles back together to be sure he was fully understanding the situation. I moved to sit crossed-legged, and he immediately put his hand on my knee, looking deeply worried :

"Is something wrong, love?"

"I'm just moving, Killian." I said, laughing a bit because of his concerned look. "Please tell me you're not gonna be like that during the entire pregnancy?" I teased kindly.

"Hey, this is an all new situation for me." He defended himself with half a smile on his face. "Now that you're with child, I wanna make sure you take care of yourself and everything is fine with you."

"Okay, but to be clear, I'm pregnant, not sick. I can still move without risking anything. You're reassured?"

He shook his head, looking a bit amused, but he lost his smile quite quiclky and I could tell he was thinking about something. He ended up saying, twitching his lips a bit :

"You don't look like you're pregnant..."

"I'm taking that as a compliment." I replied, raising an eyebrow at him, not really knowing where he was going with this sentence.

"No, I mean, shouldn't it be at least a bit noticeable by now?" He said without paying attention to my teasing.

"It depends, you know. The fact that I'm not showing yet doesn't mean there's a problem. You shouldn't worry about it, I'm telling you."

He nodded and smiled. I was so happy to be having this conversation with him. We were gonna have a family. A little baby was soon going to be joining our home. And he looked so damn glad about it. I could tell he was gonna be an amazing dad. As I was leaning toward him to kiss him, I heard a key entering the front door, and people coming into the house. I immediately stopped, wanting to know more about what was happening downstairs.

"Emma?" My mom's voice resonated not long after.

I had asked my parents, Henry and Regina to come over so we could tell them what was happening. I had given my parents a key in case there was an emergency, but it looked like they didn't mind using it for less important things. I quickly got off the bed and, followed by Killian, I opened the door's room and went down the stairs to find the guests waiting for us in the living room. Looking more carefully at them, I realized with surprise that they were looking kind of worried.

« Is everything okay?" I asked, suddenly concerned because of their behavior.

"You wanted to see us?" My mom answered without paying attention to my question.

I didn't answer right away and looked around me, a bit confused. I gazed at Killian, who shrugged to tell me he didn't know more about what was going on than I did.

"What's wrong?" I asked carefully, worried about the fact that something bad had happened again.

"You tell us." My dad answered.

"What?" I replied, utterly confused by the situation

"Don't you have bad news for us?" My dad said, looking deeply confused as well. "When you call us like that, it's always because there is a problem of some sort."

Suddenly realizing why they were acting that way, I burst out laughing while my family was still looking at me with pure incomprehension. I looked at Killian to see him smile as well, and answered to comfort those I loved :

"Don't worry, everything's fine. It's more than fine, actually. We have some good news."

"You now, it's been a long time since I've erased the phrase good news from my vocabulary." Regina stated rather judiciously.

"Well, maybe it's time to reinstate it." I replied with a smile.

I took a deep breath, hoping that my family would be happy for us. I knew it was sudden and I was a little worried that Henry would have felt weird about the idea of having a sibling, but I wasn't scared anymore. That's why I had still a big smile on my face as I was saying :

"I'm pregnant."

There was a brief silence during which my family was digesting the information and my mom was the first one to react. She quite literally jumped toward me to take me into her arms, looking overexcited. I was a little surprised, but I burst out laughing and wrapped my arms around her.

"Oh my god, Emma, that's wonderful!" She said, looking deeply happy for me.

I looked up to see that my dad was looking quite suspiciously at Killian. I smiled, amused by his reaction. As I was pulling away from my mother, Killian said, putting his arms over his head in order to show his innocence.

"Don't look at me like that, I don't intend to let her down."

"You better." My dad answered, still looking at Killian as if he was trying to make sure he wasn't gonna do something bad.

But he ended up walking towards me to hug me, and I felt him smile as he was saying :

"Congratulations, Emma. I'm so happy for you."

"There's gonna be a new baby in the family?" Henry suddenly asked as I was stepping away from my dad.

"You're gonna be a big brother, kid." I answered, putting my hands on his shoulders, waiting to see if he was happy or not.

"That's pretty cool." He ended up saying, and I wrapped my arms around him, deeply happy to know that he was taking the news pretty well.

"Great, a new Charming, as if there weren't enough already." Regina intervened with a smile that was denying her words.

"Coming from you, I take that as congratulations. So thanks." I replied, smiling.

"So, tell us everything!" My mom shouted, looking overexcited. "How far are you into the pregnancy? How have you learned about it? When? Are you feeling well?"

"Woah, slow down." I laughed, amused by her excitement. "I'm gonna tell you everything, don't worry. But let's sit down first."

They obeyed without discussion, and I sat down on the couch while Killian was wrapping his arm around my shoulder to hold me close to him.

Here we go, I hope you liked it! Don't hesitate to leave a review on your way out, I don't bite and I would love to know your opinion about this story! :)

see you soon!