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The room was awkwardly quiet, I just stared into her eyes. Nobody was around us except the tv playing what she called Netflix. I began to lean in to kiss her when she stopped me by putting her hand on my chest. She didn't look at me in the eye so I raised her chin up so she could meet me. We were both facing each other and starring into each other's eyes. She slowing said my name. "Killian, I-I think I'm pregnant"
I was glad the way he reacted, I knew he was the right person for me. He laughed and grinned and asked me if I was serious. I just smiled and he stood up, pulled me up carefully too, and grabbed me by the waist and picked me up spinning me in circles. I just laughed and at one point grabbed his face. All he said was "Swan" and kissed me hard.
I spent the rest of the day spoiling her. I washed the dishes, bought her flowers and gave her lots of hugs. I couldn't believe her and I were having a baby. We could finally be together and nobody could stop us. Well except one person... David.
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For a couple of more days we just acted like nothing happened until the guilt came over me. Killian didn't let me do anything, I just sat in bed and he brought me everything. It's not like I'm about to give birth or anything?! To see him always smiling and so excited made me wonder if we were destined to be together; or something like that. Maybe being a runaway and orphan helped me. If I had never done any of this I would have never met him. I guess I would say I found my home. What else could I ask for, a man who loves me, and mother and father that I can always count on, a son who has never given up on me and now a baby. I didn't realize until now that, I am pregnant. What will everyone think of me? I the sheriff of Storybrooke will have to go on a break just because I got pregnant?? Well at least my dad will take over. Oh my god my dad! How will he react! What the hell will he do to Killian?!!
The next day as we walked out of her apartment and I just groaned. She looked at me. "Bloody Hell Swan do we really have to ask your dad for permission? We are adults we know how the world works. Well- at least you do and you are here to guide me. We are survivors remember?" Both kinda just smiled remembering the time when Crocodile took my heart and Emma herself put it back in. I kissed her on the forehead and wrapped my arm around her. We both looked at each other and all she said was: "Ready?" and walked to Granny's. Let hell begin was all I thought.