More Than Seasickness

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Emma rather enjoyed life on the sea.. but lately it'd just been making her feel...ill. It was strange.. the first month or so that they'd been on the sea, she was fine..and then suddenly it started to hit her. She figured it was because of the honeymoon high she had been on, sailing around with Hook and only a few of his closest men - including, of course Smee. Emma knew they were going to dock soon, so she decided to go off to see if there were any shops she could find something for seasickness in. "I'm -not- letting this crap ruin our happiness." She huffed to Killian as she walked with him through a small village they decided to dock in for the evening. "There has to be -something- we can do.." she was a little bit moody on top of it.

In the distance, she could see several people dancing, and doing magic tricks and puppet shows for a group of people who crowded around them. "Is..is that.. Is that Esmerelda and Clopin?!" She asked grinning from ear to ear. They had been at their wedding.. Well..they actually kind of -crashed- their wedding...but it all worked out pretty well. "Let's go say hi!" Emma, although she had just been feeling a little ill and green, suddenly perked up and rushed toward the band of gypsies. Clopin was busy being a showman, putting on a puppet show for the children - and adults - whomever was watching really, so she called out Esmerelda's name. "Esmerelda!!" She shouted. 


The gypsy stopped what she was doing, and grinned, running toward Emma and Hook. "It's the newlyweds!" Esmerelda called out cheerfully. "It's great to see you both." She flung her arms around both of them, giving them a hug. She took a step back, and she looked at Emma.. no, not just looked at her..she stared at her. Rather intently. "You look a little green..." she pursed her lips. "May I?" she took Emma by the hand, and Emma allowed, even though she looked sideways up at Hook as though asking 'uh..what's going on here?' Esmerelda didn't care about the look, she was busy trailing her hand over Emma's palm. It took about two of the longest minutes of Emma's life, but Esmerelda's eyes soon gleamed. "Oooh..that's why." She mused with a smirk, letting go of Emma's hand and placing her hands on her lips. "Do you wanna know? Really...really wanna know?" 

[Killian Jones]

Till Death

DO US PART

Things had been going quite well for the newlyweds. He couldn't imagine a better honeymoon, for he was exploring the world with the woman he loved. Killian had never been happier. Unfortunately, as of late, Emma had become unwell. It was of course common for one to grow sick from all the traveling overseas, however all the remedies he had to aid with such sickness were ineffective. He hated seeing her like that; weak, nauseous, and just overall unwell. It was also affecting her mood and he just hoped that they found a remedy for what plagued her. He refused to believe it was something serious; perhaps due to a deep seated denial and refusal to lose Emma so soon after she became his wife.

They reached land and planned to spend the night here. Perhaps even longer if Emma felt too unwell to continue on. If it kept up, they would have to cut their honeymoon short for the most important thing was that she recover and he doubted being on the sea was helping if it was in fact the cause of her sickness. Once they made port, they stepped off the Jolly Roger while the men secured it. As they walked into the town, Emma voiced her refusal to let this spoil their happiness, and then also voiced her determination to find something to help. Which was a determination they had in common. "We'll find something, love. I promise you." They had to. He feared her condition would worsen if they didn't find something to heal her right away. It was moments like this where he wished he knew how to use magic.

She then pointed out two rather familiar faces, and Killian's gaze followed Emma to the two named people. A huge smile broke on her face and Killian couldn't help but give a small one in return. Her temperamental mood had left her . . . unpredictable, more than before. As he never knew whether she was having a good day or a bad one. Fortunately, this seemed to put her in a rather good mood.

Thank god Killian breathed in silent relief. He moved alongside Emma as she hurried toward their friends, Esmerelda sharing equal enthusiasm in seeing them. She embraced them both in a hug, immediately recognizing Emma's unhealthy state. That was when it occurred to him: gypsies. Surely they could help rid Emma of whatever plagued her. He wanted to ask if there was anything Esmerelda or anyone in her and of gypsies could do to help, but she quickly took initiative by taking Emma's hand in her own, inspecting her Emma.

Emma gave Killian a look, and he responded with a low, quiet voice, ensuring not to break Esmerelda's concentration. "Just give her a moment," he assured Emma, fully aware of what the gypsy princess was doing. Hell, at this point, he was relying on her because he was running out of options. He wanted his wife to enjoy her honeymoon; not be sickened by it. Literally sickened. Killian watched the gypsy intently, looking for any reaction on her face when realization came upon her. And soon enough, it did. There was a certain, gleam in her eyes and Killian took notice of that being . . . a good thing? The reason as to why was completely lost on him.

Perhaps it was because she knew how to cure it? She could offer some sort of medicine to rid Emma of her illness. She questioned whether they really wanted to know, and Killian waited with bated breath. "Aye," he urged, still concerned until the gypsy gave him proper reason not to be. He hated seeing Emma like this, and wished he could take all the illness away from her and onto him. If only that was possible. "What did you see, gypsy?" He asked politely, filled with curiosity. She saw something on Emma's palm, and he desperately needed to know what.

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Emma had learned to trust people that she never would have before... including Esmerelda and her group of friends. However, she was a little weirded out while the woman stroked her palm. It was a little off putting when she had spoken of her being ill.. Emma couldn't help thinking the worst. With her free hand, she reached out and clutched Killian's hand - the one without the hook - and entwined her fingers with his. She listened as he told her to give Esmerelda a moment.. He trusted her as well. When the woman was finished she had a gleam in her eye..what did that mean? She then asked if they really wanted to know, and before she could speak, Killian was doing it for her. "Yes, please, Esmerelda.. what's going on with me?" she interjected, figuring that she'd tell her even if they didn't want to know anyway. 


Esmerelda's smile grew wider. "Do you not remember this feeling, Emma?" Esmerelda asked with her head slightly tilted. "Or maybe you just can't tell because you're on a ship this time?" Judging by the expression on their faces, she could tell that she was being too cryptic. "Okay, okay, You guys are having a baby! Clarification.. two babies.." She grabbed Emma's hand again. "Uh.." She shifted her eyes between the two of them. "Y'might wanna hold her up, Hook." She spoke, noting that Emma was looking as though she were about to pass out. "A boy.. and a girl." She beamed proudly. "Congratulations you two!! I'm so happy for you both," She let go of Emma's hand once more, and clapped her own together, once more wrapping her arms around the two of them in a big, gigantic hug. "Just letting you both know..Esmerelda is a -great- second name." She spoke with a wink. She then leaned back, looking between the two of them again. "I had better get back.. I'll let this sink in with you two. Hope to catch you around again, lovebirds. You and your little ones." With yet another wink, she whirled around, and pranced back to the others to tell them the news. 

Emma was...stunned. Twins. Did she say..twins? Emma was indeed about to faint when the gypsy revealed that she was pregnant, but she was still in a trance while the woman took her hand again. She wasn't aware that her eyes had welled up with tears..she was too busy thinking that this couldn't be real.. it was too good to be true. It finally hit her when Esmerelda said that her name would make a great second name for one of the children. Children...her and Killian were having Children. "Th-thank you Esmerelda.." she spoke softly, watching the woman go. Finally, for the first time since getting the news, she lifted her gaze to Killian, and her tears were starting to roll down her face. "We're...we're having.." as she spoke, she hiccuped. She could hardly believe it. "Twins.." she spoke softly in a voice that was practically a whisper. 

[Killian Jones]

Till Death

DO US PART

As Esmerelda commenced her explanation, Killian stood there; processing it, taking it all in. "Do you not remember this feeling, Emma?" She had been sick like this before? If it weren't for the gleam of -- dare he say -- excitement in Esmerelda's eyes, Killian would have thought that Emma had some sort of terminal disease. "Or maybe you just can't tell because you're on a ship this time?" This time? How many times had she been this sick before? "Okay, okay, You guys are having a baby! Clarification.. two babies.." This was where everything else became tuned out in the background, for the words hit Killian . . . and they hit him hard. Baby. No. Babies. Two of them. Twins. They were . . . she was . . . he was . . . bloody hell. They were going to have two babies.

He could have sworn Esmerelda said something about her holding up Emma for she looked like she was going to faint, when Killian suddenly felt like he was the one who was going to pass out! Esmerelda threw in a few more words that hadn't quite registered in Killian's mind for he was still attempting to process this grand revelation . . . before she skipped off to rejoin her crew. He couldn't even bring out the words to thank her, though Emma had done a rather good job of that. When the gypsy left, Killian looked at Emma who looked at him, as they both were just numbed with shock over what they were just informed of. He could see the tears welling in Emma's eyes, before they began to spill over in her cheeks.

"We're...we're having..twins.." Somehow when she said the words, it became more real. Twins. They were not just having one child, but two. Two children. A boy and a girl. As in . . . two babies. Killian didn't even know what to say. He felt paralyzed with surprise. His gaze inadvertently fell to her stomach, realizing that as of right now, she had two children growing inside of her. Two products of the love that he and Emma shared for one another. Really, it was such a beautiful thing. And Killian knew in his heart, that he was happy. He just had to bring out the emotion and let it overpower his current state of shock. His hand slowly raised to his stomach, gently resting on top of it. "Aye," he whispered in a low voice, acknowledging her words.

He used his other hand -- thanks to getting it back for their wedding and married life -- to carefully brush away a tear that fell from her eyes, resting it on her cheek, caressing her soft skin with his thumb. He felt his eyes fill with emotion. They were having twins. She was going to be a mother to two more children. And he . . . he was going to be a father. The thought made all these emotions overwhelm him . . emotions that he had never experienced before. "We're having twins," he repeated in a low voice, but this time, filled with less shock and more . . . well, more of whatever emotion was taking him over right now.

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Obviously the two of them were dumbstruck. It seemed that Killian had no idea what to say, and neither did she.. so he repeated what she had said..just as she had repeated what Esmerelda had said. "I'm...we..." the tears rolled down her eyes, and suddenly the feeling of being stunned had washed away. Now only excitement was there. She took Killian by the hands, and she pulled herself close to him. "WE'RE HAVING TWINS!" Suddenly the sickness seemed to be put on the back burner. She laughed as she wrapped her arms around him, allowing herself to cry tears of joy. So many things had been running through her mind. She was getting a second chance. A second chance to be a mother to children instead of putting them up for adoption since she was young and scared. Not to mention, her children would grow up with a father..with a whole family! 
 
As this all went through her mind, she realized one thing.. She stepped back, and looked up in to Hook's eyes. "Are you okay?" How exactly was he feeling about this? Was he happy? Was he scared? She was sure that he wouldn't be upset.. obviously this was a possibility since they never used protection..but she couldn't really sense  his expression. "If you're not ready for this.. if you're having doubts.. Just..." she took a deep breath, preparing herself for anything that came her way.. Just in case. "Just let me know.." She stared in to his eyes, feeling her knees grow weak. So much had just happened in such a short amount of time. She went from sea sick, to possibly incredibly ill, to being perfectly healthy and pregnant with twins. 

[Killian Jones]

Till Death

DO US PART

It was clear that the excitement began to set in for Emma as she repeated the words, this time with more zeal rather than shock. The way the tears fell from her eyes, the way she took his hands in hers, and the way she exclaimed that they were having twins . . . yes. She was excited, and seeing that, knowing that it was what she too wanted, started to allow him to feel something else apart from shock.

She put her arms around him and he returned the gesture, wrapping his arms around her though was still silent, trying to process everything. Once again, she knew him all too well for she stepped back, concern seeming to fill her as she questioned whether this was what he wanted. She was even giving him an out, should he want or need one. He knew what he wanted, and the possibility of leaving had not even crossed his mind, for it was so far from what he truly wanted.

He put each of his hands on either side of her cheeks, looking deep into her eyes so that she knew he was telling the truth. Then again, she did have her 'special power' of being able to tell whether someone was speaking the truth or not. He didn't doubt her faith in him. "I know not what it is to be a father," he began to say. For well, he'd never been one. But he supposed that in many ways, neither had Emma. She was now a mother to a child, but it was different raising the baby. This was new for her too. "But I want to find out, with you," he told her, without a shred of doubt or hesitation in his voice.

"I love you, Swan," he stated softly. "And you have given me the greatest gift in all this world: your own love. From that, we have created not one, but two lives." It was truly a beautiful thing. "It is an honor to be a father and words cannot express my gratitude to you for allowing me this most precious blessing." He had loved her as a woman, then as his wife, but now . . . there was a new kind of love: a love he had for the mother of his children. "Thank you," he added softly, leaning forward as he tenderly kissed her forehead, closing his eyes and letting this incredible news continue to soak in.

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Of course she didn't think that Killian was going to bail on her, but she was concerned that he was intimidated. Honestly, she was a little afraid too.. She'd never raised a child. Henry didn't come to her until he was older.. Old enough to run away from Storybrooke on his own to find her, at least. She had no experience with raising one baby, let alone two. She listened to him speak when he had told her how he was feeling. The words he used were perfect..they made her so breathless that she sucked in a sharp breath when he finished speaking. "I love you Killian," she spoke while exhaling. "And I love... I love this," She rested a hand over her stomach. "I just can't believe that we're having twins on our first try!" She laughed, suddenly feeling as though she could conquer the world. And also eat a lot.. and also kind of throw up a little.

"At least we know it's not anything.. dire." She didn't want to even think of what would have  happened should they have found out that she was ill. Not after they got their happy ending. She wouldn't let it happen.. She and Hook would be together, and in love  for the rest of their long, long lives. But she didn't have to worry about that anymore... she wasn't sick. She was pregnant. Two lives were growing inside of her. "I don't want to get side tracked, but.. I'm suddenly really getting my appetite back.." It was quite a relief knowing that she wasn't going to throw up every time she looked at food while on the ship. "Can we go get some food? A...a lot of food?" 

[Killian Jones]

Till Death

DO US PART

She returned those three words that he never tired of hearing, nor did they diminish in their meaning and impact. To hear that she also loved this, that she had wanted this . . . well, it was yet another mutual feeling. They may not have planned for this, but it was happening . . . and it was something that they clearly both wanted. "As do I," he agreed wholeheartedly, not wanting her to have any doubts about his love for this current situation. She then expressed her disbelief in this happening on their first try. "I hadn't even realized we were trying," he said a bit teasingly though truthfully.

While he had quite enjoyed the benefits that married life granted them -- especially at night when they were able to be alone and in the same room, or bed -- he hadn't thought of the possibility of children. He'd been too involved with Emma. With just, being with her. He supposed he should have known better; known to expect this. But what mattered now was that it had happened, and he was looking forward to this next chapter of their lives. She said that it was fortunate this was nothing dire, and Hook immediately agreed. "Aye." Because, he couldn't imagine the alternative. For something to happen to her when they had finally found their happy ever after.

Storybrooke had enough interferences; he didn't want to have to deal with it so soon after they got married. Her vocalization of her appetite caused him to smile. "Appetite for what?" He asked, clear suggestion in his voice as he insinuated that her appetite could be for something other than food . . . but of course he was just teasing her. He took one of her hands in his own as he began to walk alongside her toward the town, in the hopes of finding a nice place to eat. Truth be told, he was glad she was feeling hungry for she had hardly eaten anything this past little while. At least they now knew why. Perhaps they could find something to help ease this?

"Aye, let's find some food to satisfy that hunger of yours." And they would take plenty with them as well. "And then first thing in the morning, we'll set sail back home." Back to her castle because . . . the sea was no place for her. The movement would not help her sickness and he imagined she would want to be around her family during this time. Now whether she would have the baby in the Enchanted Forest or in the Land Without Magic . . . had yet to be determined. One thing at a time though. For he was still basking in the joy of finding out they were having two babies, and that he was going to be a father.

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When Hook had told her that he didn't even know they were trying, an amused smile formed on her lips. "Well, I mean, we have practiced a lot since we got married. Even before that, technically." Her smile turned from amused, to playful. It had been awhile since she had felt good enough to be playful and witty. Honestly she hadn't remembered what it was like when she had been pregnant with Henry. It was such a difficult time for her, that the entire pregnancy had been blocked out, probably to protect herself from the memories of Neal when he had first left her to be caught by the cops, and also from the memories of having to give Henry up for adoption. Now that she knew what was happening, she felt infinitely better. 

The suggestive tone in his voice was not lost on her. She knew exactly what he meant when he asked what her appetite had come back for. She quietly laughed and rolled her eyes. Devilish pirate..she loved that he was such a flirt even after they were husband and wife. "For everything that I've been deprived of since I've started feeling sick." She draped her arms over his shoulders, and lifted up to kiss his lips gently.  She couldn't get enough of him.. he was like an addiction for her, and she loved every minute of it. And now, she and Killian were going to have children. "And I do mean -everything-." She gave him a little wink that wasn't very subtle. 

She was definitely happy to hear the idea of going to get food, but she didn't like the idea so much of going back to the castle. It wasn't that she didn't want to be with her family, but she was a bit disappointed that their honeymoon had been cut short. She had been looking forward to having so much time at sea. "I.. know this is going to sound ridiculous, but i'm sorry. I didn't want for this all to be cut short. You just got your ship back a couple of weeks ago, and we already have to go back." She lifted her hand and lightly touched the side of his face. "I promise I'll make it up to you."

[Killian Jones]

Till Death

DO US PART

She spoke of how they had gotten a lot of practice since getting married -- and before since they didn't really wait until married before exploring this area of physical intimacy. It was not as if their time with each other had been their first times ever.

"This is true," he said with a pleased smile at the thought. "Well, practice makes perfect. Though I have to say, it was perfect the first time," he admitted. Because he had been with her and that was enough to make it an absolutely perfect experience.

She then confirmed that her appetite was for everything she had been deprived of since falling ill. Of course that had included their vigorous nightly activities. It had been more important that she got rest and even now . . . he knew they had to be careful. Or well, he had to be careful. She lightly kissed him and he immediately returned the embrace, moving his lips against hers until she pulled away.

"I can certainly help make up for any deprivation that you have suffered," he said, aware that his tone was implying what he had been before -- and it wasn't on the subject of food. "What kind of husband would I be if I allowed my wife to remain deprived?" He questioned rhetorically, a flirtatious smile still playing on his lips.

She then began to apologize for the honeymoon being abruptly brought to an end. "You have nothing to apologize for, Swan," he told her honestly, not wanting her to think of him when this was about them and the children she carried . . . as well as the three of their well being. That was all Killian cared about: that Emma, and their two unborn children remain safe and healthy.

"I knew I would eventually have to share you again," he said with a teasing smile. He knew that as soon as they returned -- whether she was pregnant or not -- her family tended to take over, which was . . . of course understandable. It was even nice to see considering she had been without her family for all the years she practically raised herself.

Had he been the selfish man he once was, he would have cared. But not anymore. He tried his best to embrace it. "But returning for this reason . . . I can not think of a better incentive to go back home." Because they would bring two lives into this world in a few months time. "So long as I am with you, Swan, I am happy. Never doubt that." Whether it was on his ship out at sea, at the castle, or in Storybrooke. They were married now and her well being was his top priority. His soft smile turned into a more playful one upon hearing her lastly spoken words.

"Of course I won't discourage you from finding ways to make it up to me," he said teasingly, his tone becoming suggestive again. Of course he was just humoring the idea. He knew that the most important thing she would need this next little while was rest and as little stress as possible. And he would have to find a way to make it possible because . . . well, her family didn't exactly have a good history of stress free environments during pregnancies.

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Emma, feeling incredibly better now, and far more relieved, took Hook by the hand and rushed off to the nearest tavern for food. From there, the two of them would return to the ship, and engage in activities that were long over due. It was their honeymoon, after all, and she wanted it to continue now that she knew what was happening. Of course in the forefront of her mind, she'd always have the excitement of being pregnant running through her mind..but she also wanted to give Killian, her new husband and her true love, the attention he deserved as well. She knew.. she just knew..that this would be an amazing pregnancy. Maybe it'd even be easier now that she had magic and knew about it! Yes..this pregnancy would be a breeze...

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Two Months Later
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Emma was not a happy camper. She was uncomfortable, and her mood shifted all over the place. She stood out on the deck of the Jolly Roger with a pouty look on her face. "You know... I could seriously go for a huge cheeseburger right now.. with barbecue sauce. And onion rings. Or chips dunked in hot chocolate..." She muttered to herself. And then she thought of hot chocolate..which made her think of Henry. "Hot chocolate.. with.." she started to sniffle. "With.. ci--CINNIMON!" She lifted her hands to her face, and she started to sob out of absoultely nowhere. "What is he going to say when he finds out that we're having babies?!" She lowered her hands and she looked at Smee who was just staring at her in horror. "You don't think he'll hate me, do you?" She asked desperately.  "Oh, no no Missus! He'll be thrilled!"  Smee spoke as quickly, and honestly as he could. But still.. Emma's lower lip began to quiver once more. "You're lying.. Why would you do that!?" Again, she sobbed and rushed off to she and Hook's quarters.

Smee looked at the others, with a look of terror in his eyes. "I thought I handled that pretty well..."  

[Killian Jones]

Till Death

DO US PART

The past two months had not exactly been easy . . . especially for Emma. She was carrying not one, but two babies in her womb and with that, caused the doubling of everything. Including her hunger. She was often craving foods from her world, ones that Kilian not provide. In some ways, it made him feel like a failure, in others, it motivated him to find whatever he could that could satisfy her appetite.

And from what he knew . . . it was going to get even more substantial. They were on their way home and he knew she would do better in a stable place rather than at sea. Despite the hormones and unwavering hunger . . . he was enjoying every moment of it. They were married, and she was going to bring two children into this world. It was truly a beautiful thing and Killian was still asking in the joy of being not only a husband, but a future father.

Of course that joy did not seem so evident when Emma was having a hormonal breakdown . . . much like the one he had just happened to catch the latter end of. He had been at the ship's wheel, steering it and navigating to send them on the shortest route home. However, when he saw her eyes fill with tears and run away from the company of Smee -- leaving the man to look quite stunned, though he too seemed to be used to this -- Hook knew he needed to talk to her. Even if sometimes his words made it worse.

As soon as he left the wheel, one of his other men took over and he hurried after Emma, passing Smee who just shrugged his shoulders. Hurrying to their quarters, Killian knocked on the door, immediately entering their chambers. "Swan? Are you alright?" He questioned, knowing from experience that that often seemed to be the better phrased question rather than inquiring what was wrong. This was entirely new for him, and he was learning a great deal every day. Even if some held conversations that were more difficult to find the right words to say in. Ah yes, this was most certainly a learning experience.

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By the time Killian entered the room, which hadn't been long at all, Emma was still a sobbing mess. She quickly lifted her gaze to see him when he entered, and she hurried to wipe her eyes. "Killian.." she sniffed. "I'm fine. Really. I'm.." her bottom lip quivered. "I'm fine.." a squeak emerged from her mouth and she started to sob again so  much that her body actually trembled. "I'm so upset.. I'm so so upset..IT'S THE DAMN OCEAN! WHY ISN'T THERE A DOCK WITH A LONG JOHN SILVERS OR SOMETHING?!" she wailed out in a dramatic fit. Of course, he probably had no idea what that was.. It was a resturant from her world. 

"THEY DON'T HAVE DEEP FRIED FISH IN THE OCEAN, KILLIAN! I JUST WANT SOMETHING DEEP FRIED!" She threw herself on to the bed, and pulled the blankets close to her. She knew, deep, deep down, that she was acting crazy.. but the hormones, mixed with the fact they were having twins, on top of her Savior magic, just made the situation even more intense. After a moment, she took a deep, shaky breath. "I'm sorry I yelled at Smee.." she lifted her gaze and looked at Hook, fluttering her tear soaked lashes. "Is he okay?" 

[Killian Jones]

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Killian entered the room to see a teary eyed Emma, and he didn't have to ask anything else before she explained why she was upset. Though she initially said she was fine, she clearly was not. She was -- what was that word . . . -- hormonal. And Killian had no idea how to deal with that. She went on to demand why there wasn't a Long John's Silver. "Is that some kind of food?!" He asked confusedly, his expression showing as much. He had no idea what that was, and he felt desperate to know so that he could get it for her. Instead, he felt rather helpless and she was continuing to get upset.

She then remanded why there was no deep fried fish. Deep fried. Aye! He remembered that from Granny's diner, but he had no idea how to prepare it. And of all the things, she craved it. Why couldn't she crave something easy to come by like . . . bread. He watched her as she tossed herself onto the bed, and was almost worried to touch her out of pure fear of making everything worse.

So he just stood there, staring, trying to think of what he could say without giving her false promise or hope that he could get a deep fried fish for her within the hour. Which . . . he couldn't. Her voice slightly calmed down when she looked at him and inquired about Smee, feeling bad for having yelled at the man. Hook took that as a cue to approach her, that it was safe to do so. He went near the bed, sitting on the edge of it, near her.

"He's fine, love," Killian assured her. "You don't have to worry about him. He's dealt with far worse." Maybe. But Hook advised himself against teasing her with that remark. He began to brush some of her hair off her face, gently stroking the side of her head in attempt to calm her mood. "What can I do, Swan?" He asked, refusing to be as helpless as he felt. "I'm sorry that I can't get you a Tall Johnny's Gold," he began, mixing up the words because he couldn't remember the name of what she said, and going with his assumption that it was some sort of food meal.

"But what can I get you? Bread? Chicken? Normally prepared fish?" Hook would try to get her anything and everything. But they had run out of the food they had gotten from the market when they'd made land. She was after all, eating for three. "We're almost home," he added, trying to give her that reassurance that she wouldn't feel trapped at sea forever, hoping it was some sort of consolation to her.

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Emma honestly felt bad for Killian..hell, she felt bad for all of the men aboard the Jolly Roger. She never had anyone around like this when she was pregnant with Henry, so there was no one's lives to make miserable. Now, the hormones were doubled and there was a group of men who had to deal with her. Suddenly she wished that she would have brought Esmerelda with her or something after learning she was pregnant to begin with. Killian moved toward her as though she were some sort of wild beast that would rip his hand off at any given moment, which..honestly that's probably the vibe she put out. When he felt that it was finally safe to approach her and sat on the bed, she watched him and listened quietly as he spoke.

Even though Smee was okay, according to Killian, she still made a mental note to apologize to him directly, later. He was a kind man, and didn't deserve her craziness. None of them did. She knew that Killian would do anything he possibly could for her...the poor man felt helpless. She laughed at the way he mixed up the words for Long John Silver's.. it was kind of cute. She reached out after he was finished talking, and she gently rested her hand over his. "Thanks for baring with me.." she said simply, looking up in to his eyes with her own puffy tear stained ones. "I'll be fine.. really. I'm just.." she sighed. "Embarrassingly hormonal. I think.. I think that some bread will be fine." She nodded, finally feeling calm again. "I feel horrible that our honeymoon has been bombarded by me being sick, and now.." she sighed. "Me being a loose canon. I love you, Killian." She gave him a small smile. "I'd marry you a million times over." And now..she'd gone from being angry, to sad, to extremely affectionate.