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He’d barely kept it together at the hospital, and even less so on the drive home. Thankfully Emma was the one driving, as usual; Killian had yet to perfect that skill and he was shaking a little too much to try (not that he’d admit to such physical issues.)
"Killian, will you settle down," Emma sighed as soon as they were back at their apartment.
"No," he grumbled, going back to his pacing around the living room, something he’d taken up to doing on a regular basis since they found out she was pregnant.
“Killian.” Not even the sternness of his name could get him to calm down. It wasn’t until Emma stepped in his path and ran her hands up and down his arms that he stopped walking. “What’s gotten into you? I thought you were happy about this…”
The worry seeping into her voice brought him back to his senses. Finally meeting her bright jade gaze, the pirate let out a defeated sigh. “I am happy, love. But- …two kids? I barely think I can do right by one and now the doctors are saying you’re having twins! I can’t take care of two kids. Not yet. If ever.”
The panic was definitely setting in now, if the sudden change in pitch his voice took was any sign. Taking a step backwards, he changed the path of his pacing, carding his good hand through his hair.
"Yeah, dad. I’m having twins.” It wasn’t the tone of her voice but the use of the new title that made him stop again. He had only just gotten used to hearing it from Henry, but it sounded different coming from his wife. It sounded so much more real. “And, believe it or not, I’m freaking out about it, too. But you know what? I know I can do this and not break down in fear because I have you to help me through it.” She’d walked towards him as she spoke, and her hands were holding his hand and hook against her stomach. “You can do this, just like I can. Because we have each other. It isn’t going to be easy, but it’s totally worth it. Even the days you end up with baby food in your hair and other unmentionable places.”
The beginnings of a smile appeared on his lips, only growing when he saw the bright, beaming smile Emma gave him in response. “You absolutely adore Henry and you’re amazing with Neal, Killian. You have nothing to worry about. If anything, I have to make sure you don’t steal my own kids away with your awesome daddy skills.”
A quiet chuckle sounded from Killian, his small smile growing more. “You’re too brilliant of a mum for that to ever happen,” he praised the blonde, his fingers brushing across her clothed stomach.
"We’ve got this."
"Aye, we do."