Hello dearies! Hope you all had a wonderful christmas ( I know I had!), and if you don't celebrate it I hope you are having a wonderful Winter break!

This is part 1 of a three part story (I think), I hope you guys enjoy it (and please forgive me for any grammatical errors and/or illogical sentences, English is not my native language and it is about 1:30 AM right now.. I just needed to get the idea out of my head and write it down :)).

Disclaimer: Sadly I still don't own Ouat or any of it's characters (It would've been one hell of a christmas present though..)

"Oh my God…"

Emma looked at herself in the bathroom mirror, her eyes wide and full of surprise. To say she was absolutely terrified right now, would be an understatement. She looked down at the stick in her hand, the two pink stripes clearly visible. Her left hand covered her mouth. Oh my god.. she thought to herself. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and exited the bathroom.

Emma sat down on the couch, just staring ahead. She subconsciously placed her hand over her stomach, and started rubbing it. I'm Pregnant, she thought, realization slowly dawning on her, a small smile was tugging at the corners of her mouth. If three years ago someone would have told her that she would become a mom again, she would have thought they were out of their mind. She always felt that she was lucky having Henry in her life, and that it would be enough. She never thought about having another child. But here she was, pregnant. And the strangest thing was that it didn't even completely scare her. At first it had terrified her, but now that the initial shock had worn off, she could even find herself becoming excited, happy.

Emma mulled over the past year. After defeating the wicked witch, and thus breaking yet another curse, life in Storybrooke had returned to normal. Or at least as normal as it can be in a town were fairy tale characters exist in real life. To say life was pretty crazy for Emma Swan, would be an understatement. But she was happy. She had found her family, and a place where she belonged, and she was even in a somewhat stable relationship with a guy who completely adored her. When her mind wandered to Killian, the smile on her face grew even wider. Killian Jones, to most people known as captain hook, had kept his promise and won her heart. Although it had always been his ever since the moment they met and they climbed that beanstalk.

It had taken her a while to be able to admit that fact to herself, but before she got a give in to her feelings, Pan's curse struck and she lost all of her memories. For a whole year she lived an ordinary life, but she always had that nagging feeling that something was missing. And she had the weirdest dreams, most of them including a leather clad man with the most beautiful, piercing blue eyes. When he showed up at her doorstep, she immediately knew there was something familiar about him. Before she knew what was happening he kissed her, and although it felt so right, her instincts kicked in and she kneed him in the groins, slamming the door in his face. But Killian was persistent, and he fought for her, causing her to fall for him all over again. So when he kissed her for the second time, she knew that, no matter how crazy his story seemed to be, he couldn't be lying, she believed. Emma kissed him back, which was what broke her curse, restoring every single memory she had of giving up Henry, coming to Storybrooke, finding her parents and meeting Him.

"Hook?" she had whispered, when she pulled away, resting her forehead against his. "You found me!"

"I will always find you, love" He had whispered back. And it was at that moment, that Emma knew there would never be anyone else, who would love her as much as he did. And she could never love anyone as much as she loved him.

"Mom?" She was pulled out of her musings by a very familiar voice. "Mom, are you ready, we really need to go!"

Henry was standing at the door, tapping his foot impatiently. Right, dinner at her parents' house. It completely slipped her mind, which is no surprise seeing what was happening right now. Yesterday her mother had invited her, along with all family members of their extended family, over for dinner. Apparently she and her father had some big news, and they wanted to share it over dinner. Emma suspected she already knew what the news might be, seeing that her parents made it no secret they wanted another chance at raising a child. Emma chuckled lightly at the idea that she now had the same news to tell share, but she wouldn't tell them tonight. She wanted to tell Killian first, in private, she couldn't do it to him to tell this big news in front of everybody.
"Mom!"

Emma rolled her eyes at Henry's impatience, she got up off the couch, and walked over to the door, grabbing her coat of the rack. "Okay, let's go, kid!" She put her arm around her sons' shoulder and together they walked out, into the cold December night.

TBC

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