just neal and emma getting to just *be*

If I were still super invested in this show, I’d be livid, but instead I’m kinda just laughing. Emma “I felt like an orphan” Swan just chose to get her boyfriend back over saving her parents, and Snow “I lost my daughter for 28 years” White encouraged it. Like, did they and the writers forget that Emma isn’t an only child? Snowing spent seasons feeling bad about not being there to raise Emma, but didn’t think twice about giving up Neal’s childhood so Hook and Emma could be together, and Emma didn’t care about Neal having to grow up without his parents like she did. CS got re-engaged with their potential eternally cursed corpses in the room, and this was supposed to be romantic? Lol. Like I’m not sure who is more ridiculous at this point, Emma or Snow. The Charmings left Neal for an extended period of time already when they went to save Hook in the underworld, and were all teary talking about how they were missing so much with Neal, only to willingly do it again? Then Emma, lovesick Emma, is like “yeah I didn’t grow up with my parents & I missed so much, and Henry didn’t grow up with me & I missed so much, but ya know, Neal will just have to deal cuz I wanna be with Hook”. 😍
This is officially the CS show, nobody else matters.

Sometimes I’m just sitting around and suddenly I’ll think of what an incredible, obvious, golden opportunity the writers missed by not making Emma and Regina a true couple.

Like….how much more sense would the story make. Neal wouldn’t have to be killed off to get out of the way like they did so Emma could get with Hook, Emma would just realize that over the years she’s fallen in love with Regina and Neal could still be in the picture.

They could have made something almost groundbreaking in the realm of fairy tales and a story about hope, but instead they’ve flushed this shit show down the toilet so many times its getting clogged. Instead they chose to put two women together at the last second, make it canon, and now no one ever talks about it. ((I can’t be the only one who was confused as hell by Ruby Slippers, right??))

Henry would have the biggest, most diverse and loving family a kid could have without having to make sacrifices and having his memories of Neal wiped out. He’d still have a dad, two moms, and grandparents.

The writers could have taken this route and utilized their dynamic in a much more productive way and created a deeper storyline here, yet….here we are. And then I sit in disappointment over what’s become of the show.

anonymous asked:

hey, i saw that you accept prompts, soooo can you write a fanfic where killian asks emma for a baby after seeing david with neal or something like that? thank you sm (im sorry about the horrible english, it's not my first language).

I’ve done FOUR!!!! training modules today and my brain is turning into mush.

“There, that wasn’t so bad now was it?”

Emma’s ringing ears say otherwise, but she’s not her dad. Maybe this tantrum isn’t as bad as the others, but if it’s not she (thankfully) doesn’t have to be here all the time while Neal’s teething. David leaves Neal to the frozen banana and sits at the table with her. “Why not numb him up with a bit of whiskey?” Killian asks, still perched near Neal’s playpen.

Emma catches the scandalized look on her dad’s face and tries not to laugh as he says, “I’m not giving my child alcohol just because he’s upset!”

“Dad–”

“Look, mate, you don’t dose him with it,” Killian explains, all too patiently. “Just dab it on with a finger, he loses the pain and sleeps like a–well, like a baby, you and the wife get some rest, and everyone’s much more cheerful come morning.”

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Hidden Delights

… in which David follows Emma, Hook and Neal on the way to Dark Hollow, and regrets his choices immensely when they meet an unexpected obstacle that threatens to get way too personal.

( @phiralovesloki did the smutty version… this is the crack-y version. And it’s all @justanotherwannabeclassic‘s fault.)


David ignores his wife’s exasperated look as he turns towards the narrow path that leads deeper into the Neverland jungle. Ahead, out of sight already, he can still hear the crash and snap of branches and the crunch of footsteps on the leaf-strewn ground.

He knows that Emma is a grown woman. He knows that she doesn’t need him to protect her.

He also knows how Hook and Neal both look at her. And he really, really hates the idea of her traipsing around the jungle with Hook and Neal. The only way it could be worse would be if it was just one of them.

And, after all, if nothing happens, they need never know he was there.

His mind made up, David sets off in pursuit.

He can hear Hook’s voice up ahead. The words are unintelligible, but the tone is his usual mix of insolence and flirtation, setting David’s teeth on edge. Emma’s voice cuts him off, the words equally unclear, but she sounds sarcastic. David permits himself a smile.

The jungle gets thicker, and David quickens his steps a little to make sure that he won’t lose them. This brings him within earshot, just in time to hear Hook say, a little smugly, “—want me to show you, all you have to do is say the word, love.”

“I can manage just fine on my own.” Emma sounds annoyed, at least. Good.

“You’re the one who complained about your technique not working for you,” Hook says, still sounding far too smug.

David feels his fists clench.

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A Pain in My... Back

Summary: Hospital AU. One Shot. A bit of a Meet-Cute. Mary Margaret has just had surgery and won’t stop pointing out all of her cute nurses to Emma in an attempt to get her back out in the dating field. It’s a little embarrassing.

Word Count: 4519

Rated: T

A/N: This is very loosely based off of my mom attempting to do the same thing to me a few weeks ago. All of the medical/hospital terms I used in this came from my memory of that experience so I apologize if I get anything wrong! Also, as you can probably guess, my story doesn’t have the same ending as this one! Ha!

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It wasn’t like her sister-in-law intentionally sought out opportunities to embarrass her.

She was just kind of oblivious to how loud she spoke.

And the strong pain killers the hospital was giving her was not helping matters.

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A Family Addition for Captain Swan

A Canon Divergent set sometime in the future after Emma and Killian are married.   A series of one-shots centering around a CS pregnancy.  Pregnant -Emma’s POV - here, Pregnant - Killian’s POV - here, First Doctor’s Visit - Emma’s POV - here, First Doctor’s Visit- Killian’s POV - here, Heartbeat - Emma’s POV - here, Heartbeat - Killian’s POV - here ; First Movement - here; Ultrasound - here.   Cravings - here

Pregnant - Emma’s POV
FF.net   AO3

Word Count - ~3700              Rating - K

There are some things in every woman’s life that she just knows.  Things like if it’s going to be a good hair day if certain pants make your butt look big, or when the only thing that will hit the spot is a piece of chocolate.

There are also certain things about a woman’s body that you know when they are off and when you need to start asking yourself questions and no longer blame the fact that they are off because of the magical disarray that is your life.  Questions like how long have things been off?  Or how careful have you and your pirate husband been about protection?  And most importantly asking yourself when you are going to get the courage up to just take a test and get the answers to said questions?  All of this and more were running through her mind as Emma showered, dressed, kissed her boys goodbye and drove away from their home by the sea.

When Emma opened the door to Granny’s the smell of frying bacon and percolating coffee hit her in the face, causing her throat to tighten and her stomach to roll.  “Breathe deeply, in through the mouth, slowly out through the nose,” she murmured softly as she made her way to the back booth where her mother waited for her.   "Get something into your stomach fast,“ she continued just as she reached her mom and baby brother and slid across the seat.

"Emma, I’m so happy you could meet me this morning.”

“Sure, mom, I’m starving where’s the waitress?”

Snow frowned at the anxious tone in Emma’s voice, “Here she comes now. Go ahead and order honey.”

Emma looked up into the expectant face of Candy or Mandy, one of the Hubbard twins, she wasn’t sure which as she could never tell them apart.

“Good morning ladies, what can I get you?”

Instead of ordering her usual, Emma looked down at the menu, “I’m starving.  I’ll have a three- egg omelet with ham, cheese, peppers and mushrooms, a glass of orange juice, a short stack of pancakes with butter-rich maple syrup and a bowl of strawberries with whipped cream.” She finished her order, shut her menu and looked up into the face of her mother who was sitting there with her mouth hanging open.

“Emma,” she hesitated, “did you just order for the table?”

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anonymous asked:

can I ask you why you ship swanfire? (I ship it too but I'd love to know your thoughts!) what are your favorite things about their relationship?

This is the best ask I received in a while! I have so many feels about them, but I’ll try to give you my reasons:

  • They are two lost kids without a family and they find it witch one another
  • When Neal asked Emma out for drinks he brought coffee. Not an alcohol, he didn’t want to get her drunk, he just wanted to get to know the person, who stole the car he had stolen first.
  • on their first date he told her: It’s how you know you really got a home. When you leave it there’s this feeling you can’t shake. You just miss it.and she lived by that her entire life
  • SHE STOLE A STOLEN CAR. I mean come on, this is amazing. They were two homeless kids, who shared a stolen car as their house.
  • Emma wanted to get the watches Neal stole, it was her idea.
  • Neal screwed up. But he never forgave himself and he regretted his actions ever since. He just wanted to get her to her parents and he apologized for that from the bottom of his heart. “That you would never forgive me, ‘cause I never forgave myself. There hasn’t been a day that’s gone by that I don’t regret having left you. I’m sorry, Emma, for everything.”
  • HE GAVE HER MONEY AND THE BUG. If it wasnt for August, Emma wouldn’t have to worry about the future and maybe, he would keep Henry.
  • They still loved each other after 11 years later. “-I love you. - Love you too.” “I knew the moment I saw him, I never, I never stopped loving him.” “From the moment I saw you in New York, in the instant you stepped back in my life, I knew. I knew I’d never stopped loving you.”
  • She spent 2 years in Tallahassee after she got out of jail.
  • He didn’t want to see his father, but when he found out that she made a deal with the Dark One, he came back to save her, “I came to make sure you didn’t hurt her. I’ve seen what you do to people who break deals.
  • From the moment he found out he has a son, he tried to be the best father in the world and he tried to make up for the lost time.
  • He never expected her to go back to him, and he just wanted her happiness “I just want you to be happy. Even if it isn’t with me.”
  • He was fighting to get her back, but he respected her decisions.
  • SWAN KEYCHAIN THAT SURVIVED CURSES AND EVERYTHING BECAUSE I WAS BORN OUT OF TRUE LOVE
  • TALLAHASSEE AS THEIR HOME AND LOVE AND HAPPINESS AAAAAAAAAAAAA
  • They know each other better than themselves. “If there’s one thing I know about you, you don;t stop ‘til you find what you’re looking for.” “Ah, hell, no, I tought her that!”
  • He was a son of a guy who created/found a curse, and she was destined to break it.
  • THE DREAMCATHER
  • He died so she could live and defeat Zelena.
  • THEY HAD SO MUCH POTENTIAL like imagine if Neal was the one who came back in time to Enchnted Forest with Emma? Or The Dark Swan storyline? DO YOU IMAGINE HOW AMAZING WOULD THAT BE? All that angst, and trying to hel her and imagien if HE WAS THE ONE EMMA TURNED INTO THE DARK ONE (or, even better, both Hook and Neal anre turned into the Dark Ones and we all know who would be a better man afterwards). OR IMAGINE NEAL VS GIDEON THAT WOULD BE SO COOL, HE’S TRYING TO SAVE EMMA, BUT AT THE SAME TIME HE WANTS TO HELP HIS LITTLE BROTHER MY FEELS.
  • They brought the best out of each other.
  • Their priority was Henry, always.
  • He was a lost boy and she was a lost girl.

There are more of course, but these are the ones from the top of my head. 

Also here are few posts that make me love Neal and Swanfire even more: x, x, x, x, x

just-an-outlaw  asked:

Top 5 Charming Family moments?

Thanks hun!


1. Just after the curse broke when Emma and Henry go and find Snow and David on the street, literally all the actors acting is amazing in this and so on point, plus Emma is really unsure while David and Snow just look at her with complete love she had never had before.

2. Emma’s date when she gets home and David and Snow had waited up for her as she obviously didn’t expect that. 

3. The family gathered together at the hospital when Neal was born, especially Emma and Snow sharing a look and David making sure to put his arm around Emma too. 
4.Emma calling Snow and David mom and dad for the first time whilst in the mines, she looks scared and it’s such a bittersweet moment.

5. Emma coming back from the past and saying that she’s home, it just always gets me, plus David and Snow are slightly confused cause she hadn’t told them where she went yet. So for them it was almost like she was gone for like an hour tops and suddenly came back completely different.

(Honourable mention: Charming family breakfast)

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summary: yet another little sequel to this rockstar au mixed with best friends get pregnant fic (also read: the second part)

word count: ~2500

a/n: I accidentally wrote more and it’s all fluff again.


Emma met Killian when they were kids.

They both were sitting in the waiting room at the music store for their music lessons. Killian had his guitar, Emma had her sheet music, and both of them were dropped off and came in all by themselves.

She can remember it as if it were yesterday. He’s the one that wanted to talk to her. He came over, smiling, and asked what she was practicing that week.

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When in Neverland: The Choice

As promised here is he first one shot of my Neverland One Shot series! There will be some angst, lots of fluff and most importantly smut! Hope you enjoy!

When Pan captures Neal and Killian how will Emma get them back? And how will that change things?

Rated M

Read more of my work on ao3 and FF!


“No, David, you read the note. It said come alone, I’m not risking their lives any further by not following his instructions,” Emma reasoned with her father. “I’ve got this. You guys just keep focusing on Henry.”

“Why is he even doing this? What could he possibly want with them? What is he doing, creating his own island version of the bachelorette featuring the one and only savior and her two school girl crushes?” Regina snarked crossing her arms. Everyone scowled in her direction.

“Seriously, Regina not now,” Snow pleaded rolling her eyes while stepping forward, completing the circle in the center of their camp.

“I shouldn’t be gone more than an hour or so. Pan wants us to shift our focus away from Henry. Don’t give him that. Keep searching for him, I’ll be back soon, hopefully with two more members of our team,” Emma added before taking off into the forest, following the map Pan provided. Whatever he wanted, whatever game he was about to play, she was gonna be ready. Even though Emma had mentally prepared for the rescue mission she was still physically exhausted. Every fiber of her being ached. Even though they had been in Neverland for two weeks now, Emma was far from used to the terrain and constant stress that came with living on the island. The only thing that had been occupying her mind was Henry, up until last night when the jack ass flying man child kidnapped the other two men in her life. Why does this always happen to her? Would she ever get a break? She pondered the mess that was her life as she peered through some branches. There hanging before her was her first love, Neal and the man who had volunteered his heart, ship and services all to save her son. Killian and Bae were hanging in wooden crates several feet in the air. They looked rough. Sleep weighed heavy on their eyelids as they both leaned against the bamboo bars. She couldn’t help but worry about them. Did they sleep at all? Have they eaten? Had anything to drink in the last twelve hours? She swore if there was one scratch on either of their heads she would end this evil piece of shit. Speaking of that crazy man child, he was nowhere to be found. Surely he wouldn’t leave his hostages unattended like this.

“Took you long enough, Savior,” Pan smiled deviously just feet behind her. Emma jumped slightly when she heard his prepubescent voice cut through the humid air. He circled around her with his arms crossed, slowly inching towards her. Emma’s presence must have awakened Killian who was sleeping in the cage.

“Emma! Get out of here! Don’t listen to him. Save your boy, take the Jolly and go home!” Hook shouted quickly from his pen. His yelling stirred Neal while Pan let out a devish cackle.

“Emma!” Neal hollered grasping tightly to the wooden bars.

“Let them go!” She demanded firmly. She was surprised when Pan didn’t say anything. His motives were not always apparent but what he wanted in the moment was almost always clear. “What do you want, Pan?”

“Choose one,” He so simply state, his beady little eyes staring into her very soul.

“Choose one what?” She implored her arms bulging through her shirt as she crossed them again. Pan shifted his eyes from her to his two prisoners. He stared,  watching her mind work as his words finally clicked. Pan wanted her to choose Neal or Hook.

“Choose one? I’m not gonna choose one, you sick twisted son of a bitch! What are you going to do kill the other?!” Emma yelled at Pan now standing just yards away from her. Her heart was breaking. She caught a glimpse of Killian through the bars. There was something in his eyes that she couldn’t identify. It was worry with a hint love, and that scared her. Neal on the other hand just looked scared.

“Oh, please have a little faith, Emma. I’m not that devious,” He chuckled inching towards them. “Choose the one you love and I’ll let them go.”

“Who says I love either of them?” She remarked, lifting a single eyebrow.

“Well I know that’s not true. It has to be Neal, right? He was your first love, the father of your child, not the pirate who pines for you hell set on revenge. But then again, you kissed him and not your baby daddy, right?” The 300 hundred year old teenager taunted looking for a reaction. Emma sighed hard now understanding Pan’s plan. He always had his reasons and she was starting to figure out that this time was no different. He wanted to create a wedge and it was working. A fire set in Neal’s eyes, shaking the bars.

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Skin Contact (1/2)

Note: What happens when I talk to my dad about kangaroo care and SIDS tragedies? I get inspired to write Killian with babies. I know that there is a huge queue going, but when the muse hits you, the muse hits you. This might be the shortest thing I have written in awhile but I cannot imagine it any other way. So here’s some shirtless!Killian with newborn!Harrison and some Henry too. Because everyone needs some Captain Cobra. As always, thank you @welllpthisishappening for reading my walls of text and screeching at me.
Summary: Killian and Henry have a meaningful conversation while cuddling the newest member of the Swan-Jones family. (The second part featuring Emma can be found here: [LINK])
Rating: T
Word Count: 2,500+


Killian Jones had a son.

He had been a father for four days now, but the fact still stunned him even while he held his newborn child. The boy was quite large, already weighing nearly a stone, but he felt quite small and vulnerable against his chest; a tiny little bird without feathers. An intense hum of fear and anxiousness sang in Killian’s blood, afraid that if he squeezed too hard then he would break the beautiful boy in his arms. His son was fragile, more than most babes, and had already suffered an injury coming into this world.

“You were born into this world already struggling,” he murmured aloud, running a finger down the side of the boy’s cheek. The boy wrinkled his entire face in response. “I’m sorry for that, little one. I would never have wished it upon anyone.”

The babe merely whimpered in reply, nosing his face closer to his father’s chest in search for warmth. Killian adjusted his grip, careful not to move the boy’s left arm in fear of disturbing the boy’s broken clavicle.

The doctor had assured them it wasn’t uncommon for large babies to break their collarbone during birth and that it would heal in a few weeks, but this did little to soothe him. Killian could not help but feel resentful that there wasn’t much modern medicine could do to help his baby boy. According to the doctor, there was no cast or salve that they could use to heal this type of injury for an infant and the only thing they could do was pin the affected arm’s sleeve to his body in order to immobilize it. He had nearly begged Regina to heal him and relieve his son of his pain but she had refused, citing that his body was too weak to handle such magic.

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anonymous asked:

sq prompt. Regina and Henry's girlfriend are both pregnant at the same time. Emma and Henry have been running around like headless chickens trying to make sure they're comfortable and never go to long with a snack. fluff, fluff, fluff. thank you!

Thanks for the prompt :)

Emma chuckles as she sees her son standing by the freezer section with a frazzled look. “Hey kid,” she greets, “Nice slippers.”

He smiles, “It’s three a.m. and I was told that ice-cream was more important than shoes.”

Emma nods raising her own slipper clad foot, “It always is kid, please tell me you’re not here for cookie dough, because your mother will kill me if I go home empty-handed.”

“No, I need mint-choc chip and grapes,” Henry yawns, “I miss sleep Ma.”

Emma laughs, “Get used to it Hen…just think at least we can always babysit for each other.”

“Or get Grandma to watch them and Neal…is it weird that my Uncle is only going to be three years older than my daughter and my sister.”

Emma shrugs, “It’s Storybrooke Henry, what with all the time freezing curses our family tree is just a mess…”

Henry grins, “Yeah, our mess.”

Emma nods before her phone rings, “Okay kid I better go, your Mom now needs the cookie dough and for me to hunt down another body pillow…see ya at 3am tomorrow?”

Henry nods, “Almost definitely…”

you outshine the morning sun, my son

obligatory bit of captain cobra while cleaning out cs wips folder. obligatory hamilton reference. obligatory baby jones. i couldn’t stop myself.


Henry Mills, to be honest, was tired of the crying.

Yes, he was a fifteen-year-old who was just now experiencing the pain of a baby sibling—Roland didn’t count; the child was walking and talking completely normally by the time they met—but he was still terribly annoyed.

Liam was adorable. According to his moms, he looked like Henry himself as a baby. Henry didn’t really see it; Liam looked exactly like Killian except with hair of a lighter brown, more like his. According to Regina, Liam was a much better baby than Henry—she said it with a reminiscent smile just tinged with pain and remembrance.

But good heavens, Liam cried so much.

He spent as much time over at Regina’s as he could, but really he needed to see Emma too. So every now and then he suffered through a night or two of a screaming six pounds of young infant.

He read to the kid as much as he could, since Killian claimed that the boy sometimes actually slept a few hours at night after said story. Therefore, Henry tried to be decent and take Liam off Emma and Killian’s hands for a while so they could get a modicum of sleep. He held the kid in one arm—after Killian showing him how to not drop the wiggling child—and flipped the pages in the book.

He could have sworn that Liam preferred the tale of Charles and Leia without being told that the two were his parents.

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MODEL BEHAVIOR A Captain Swan modern AU  by @shippingtheswann​ for the @captainswanbigbang​ 2017 year!

SUMMARY: Emma is an up and coming model living in LA with her best friend Ruby. Killian is a star baseball player for the LA Dodgers. Their families are close - and they grew up together. However, what happens after not seeing each other for 6 years - when they are forced back into a situation that requires them to reconnect and explore what was once there.

RATING: Explicit

WARNING: There will be smut later in the story, some mention of violence, hard language, mention of pregnancy loss

AUTHOR’S NOTE:

First, I want to say sorry for some confusion. I have horrible pregnancy brain as I near the 36th week of my pregnancy. I thought Wednesday was Friday this week, so I accidentally posted the story early. My little one must have been just too excited and couldn’t wait for the story to go live. My normal posting will be on Fridays from here on out, except a few weeks right after my girl gets here. I can’t wait for everyone to read this.

I started this story right after I found out I was pregnant, so hopefully everything makes sense, as parts of the story were written during heavy morning sickness and very little sleep. I am due at the end of September, so be prepared for a few weeks of no updates while I tend to my new little one! I am so thankful to CSBB during this experience - as my third FF, it was amazing to get feedback and have so much support.

Special shout out to Monica @acaptainswaneternity​ - the artist with this story. I have loved everything she has done for me - so make sure to check her out! She made an amazing cover and the best image sets for each chapter. I will add in links when I get them to her own posts. Make sure to go and show her love.

Another huge shout out to Nicola @alocin209​ who beta read everything and tried to keep me on target (she had to deal with a lot of random sentences as my pregnancy brain really went into effect). Without her, the story wouldn’t be the same!As always, reviews are wonderful and really help!

Can also be found on FF - Chapter One


For someone who seemed to have her whole life together, everything seemed to be falling to shit. She had been getting enough steady gigs lately that she was able to quit her job as a waitress and focus fully on her modeling. Being a model in LA wasn’t the easiest job in the world, mostly because you never actually had a steady paycheck. She loved modeling though. She loved the friends she made and she actually really enjoyed being in front of the camera. Yet even though she had a job she loved that was now bringing in a steady paycheck, her life was falling apart.

Just last night, she walked into her apartment, the one she shared with her boyfriend Neal, the one that she actually paid for, to find him in their bed with Tamara, another model they knew. The scene she had walked into made her physically ill. Never in her life did she ever expect to be betrayed in the way she was. She spent that night at Ruby and Lacey’s apartment, drinking multiple bottles of wine and deciding that in the morning, while Neal was at a shoot, she was going to get his shit out of her apartment and wash her hands clean of him.

However, now that she was packing up the apartment - well, throwing his crap in garbage bags and ignoring the hundreds of texts she was getting from him - she knew for a fact that if she didn’t get out of LA for a while, she was just going to forgive him and things would stay the same as they are now. She always had a feeling that Neal was cheating; they had been together for two years and throughout the whole relationship she never felt like he was being truthful with her. She never thought that she would physically catch him in the act. But even knowing what happened, she still knew that she would eventually go back to him. He was all she knew. She had to clear her head in order to get over him and over his shit.

“I can’t believe you are really going to go back home,” her best friend Ruby said from her closet. It was seriously the best part of her apartment. She would sleep in there if her bed wasn’t so comfortable.

“I have to get away from all this bullshit Rubes. If I don’t, then it will happen all over again.” Emma never thought she would be the one to stay with a cheater, but something inside of her told her she would forgive Neal if she didn’t give herself room to heal.

“Emma, you know you could just go to Palm Springs or San Diego. You don’t have to schlep all the way to Virginia to get away,” her friend pleaded.

“Mom’s been bugging me to come home. Plus Henry’s graduating from high school in a few days and I haven’t seen him since I moved out here. I wasn’t going to go - you know I hate home - but it really is the best place for me to be,” she replied.

She knew Ruby wouldn’t really understand it. Lacey would never cheat on her, not in a million years. Ruby would never know why Emma needed the distance she needed. Plus, maybe it was finally time to go home, to truly face what happened six years ago.

“Alright babe, but I’m gonna miss you!” Ruby smiled as she placed a few more outfits in Emma’s suitcase.

“What are you going to do while I’m gone?” Emma asked, trying to change the subject. She was done talking about Neal and her trip. She was done - period.

“Lacey and I have two gigs, but other than that I’ve picked up some shifts at the diner,” Ruby said, a secret look flashing across her face.

“Why? Does Granny need help?” Emma asked. Ruby’s grandma runs the diner they all used to work at. Emma didn’t really want to quit the diner, but at the same time, she didn’t want to be a waitress for the rest of her life; she wanted to focus on her career. Ruby had quit a few months before her. They had a few other friends who worked there, but none of them were as successful in their careers as Emma had become. She didn’t quite understand why Ruby would be needing to work again at the diner.

“No, I’m actually trying to save some extra money,” she said shyly. Ruby was never shy.

“Why? Ruby, what’s going on?” she asked. Ruby was never this coy about something.

“I am going to ask Lacey to marry me!” With Ruby’s confession, Emma’s jaw dropped. She had known Ruby and Lacey each for almost six years, since she moved out to LA. They had been a couple for four of those years, but Emma never thought she would see them get engaged and married. Their relationship was new for the both of them; they had only had boyfriends before. Emma could see the love they shared for each other though. It was just Ruby and Lacey had both said marriage wasn’t something they wanted in their lives.

“Oh my God?! Really?” Emma couldn’t hide the shock from her voice.

“Yes! I never thought I would feel this way. We’ve actually been talking about it for a while now. I just feel it’s time. There is no one else in the world for me.” Ruby’s voice cracked at her admission, the love pouring from her mouth.

Emma couldn’t help but start to cry at her friend’s love. She thought that one day that would be her and Neal. She thought that she had the same thing in her life. She was excited for her friend - 100% - but she was still really upset over what had happened. She knew it was petty, but she also knew Ruby would understand.

“Oh Emma, I’m sorry!” she apologized, even though no apology was needed.

“No, I’m sorry Ruby. I am so excited for you! You guys are the perfect couple! I’m just still angry over Neal. I mean, we were all just talking about when Neal and I would get engaged,” Emma cried - for the last time she swore to herself.

“Hey, if I ever see Neal again, I will crucify him. I literally want to take every knife and fork and just graze them over his body until he slowly bleeds to death. I hate him for what he has done to you!” her response got a well deserved laugh from Emma - finally brightening the mood she had been stuck in.

“God Ruby, you are way too descriptive!” Emma laughed.

“Granny always said I should have been a writer,” Ruby added cheerfully. “Come on, let’s get your perky ass packed so you don’t miss this flight. The sooner I drop your ass off, the sooner you’ll be back here.”

———-

Emma’s flight was leaving at eleven, which meant she needed to be there before nine. It didn’t leave her a lot of time to pack up Neal’s shit, pack her bag and drive to LAX from West Hollywood. All of this on a Thursday morning as well! It definitely wasn’t going to be easy but Emma felt good now that they were traveling in Ruby’s bright red mustang, top down and her hair floating in the wind.

Fate must be paying her back for the shitty night she had, because traffic was light and they made it to LAX with almost 30 minutes to spare.

“Alright so Lacey is meeting with the locksmith now. Neal’s shit is on the front porch so when you get back, all of this will be history,” Ruby reminded her as they unloaded Emma’s suitcase onto the curb of the terminal. Emma took her friend into a tight embrace.

“Thanks for everything Ruby,” Emma sighed. She wished that even though she was running from her problems again, she could bring her best friend along.

“Of course Em. Besides, this getaway will be good for you. Now, get your ass on that plane and have a good time. We both know you’re going to be back in three weeks, you have no choice!” her friend winked.

Ruby had spilled her plan for the proposal as they were speeding down the 405. She was going to propose to Lacey at Ruby’s grandmother’s house, a month from now. She already had the ring picked out - she just needed the down payment, which was why she was working those extra shifts. She told Lacey she was just helping Granny out since a girl quit. Ruby wanted everyone they were close with to be there and of course a huge party would follow.

Ruby and Lacey were so similar. Both girls were the quintessential party girls; they knew how to hold their liquor, knew how to dance til the early morning hours and knew how to have a good time. When they first got together, Emma remembered the whirlwind year that followed the start of their relationship. They were all out till the wee hours of the morning almost every weekend. However, in the last few years, things have calmed down. They were still both hilarious and filled with life though.

But there was something else that Emma had to come back to LA for. Emma was taking a huge loss in pay thanks to this extended trip home (she made a mental note to try and get some rent money out of Neal for this shit). She had a lot riding on her upcoming go-see two days after she gets back. It would be her biggest one yet. Ruby and Lacey were also going on the go-see. Emma couldn’t help but be nervous - this would make or break their careers - or at least it felt like that.

Emma had been a model for a few major companies over the past two years, but it was her newest contract with Michael Khors and Monique Lhuillier that had allowed her to take a break from waitressing. Now, she would have the opportunity to actually walk a runway. It was something that had alluded her in the past. Sure, it wasn’t during fashion week, and yes, it was for the Victoria’s Secret fashion show but, she still saw it as a step ahead for her career. She was pretty sure they would give Ruby the job over her, but she was still excited for the opportunity.

“I’ll see you in three weeks. You know I’ll be texting you every day, keeping you updated on my crazy family,” Emma replied, with nothing but the truth. Ruby lived for Emma’s crazy stories about her family, especially Emma’s eccentric (the only word Emma could nicely use) step-grandmother. If you could even call her that.

“Oh thank God you are seeing the Evil Queen! That woman is off the charts!” Ruby yelled, pulling Emma back in for another hug.

“Alright, alright. Let me go. Besides, I think you are about to be ticketed,” Emma said, looking at the cop who was walking towards the women. Ruby just flashed her a smile.

“Please, you know I could get out of that ticket easily!” she said in a suggestive tone, but returned to her car.

As she pulled away, Emma waved goodbye to her friend. At least one person in her life was happy.

———-

She always loved traveling, which was a major perk of modeling. Emma couldn’t explain the thrill she got when flying, but she loved being up in the air. The whole experience was amazing, from the check in, to the boarding, to the actual flying, Emma just loved traveling.

When she checked in, she did get a bit of a laugh from the face of the ticket agent. Yes, Emma was a model, and yes, she was good looking, but Emma prided herself on being a strong and independent woman. So when she lifted her giant suitcases onto the scale, the ticket agent was so surprised that Emma lifted the 70 pound bags with ease, especially when he had issues moving the baggage to the conveyor belt. The surprise on the attendant’s face was just what Emma needed to lift her spirits back up after Ruby drove off.

It took her about an hour to get through the TSA line, even with her pre-screen pass. She didn’t mind the wait. Instead of being angry at the lines and inconsistency of the TSA, she took the time to people watch. She spent a few minutes watching a family on their way back home from Disneyland. Emma really loved when parents allowed their children to continue to dress up as their favorite characters, even in public. There was a little girl with her hair in a long, thick braid, wearing her Rapunzel dress proudly while she walked around with her parents. It had been a long time since Emma had seen a set of parents as happy as the parents who were with the girl. They were beaming at their daughter who was singing “I see the light”.

She also watched a couple in a fight. It hurt at first to watch them, reminding her of what she had dealt with for years. She hadn’t wanted to think of Neal during this trip, yet watching the couple bitch over their friends involvement in their personal lives made Emma’s mind wander to her own relationship.

How could she have allowed herself to be in a situation like that for so long? She started out happy, enjoying getting to know Neal and just having fun. She wasn’t sure when things started to get bad, but all she remembered was one day she woke up and she wasn’t quite happy anymore. They had started fighting a lot, over stupid shit too. She remembered one distinctive fight, where Emma was pissed he wanted to wear sweatpants out to dinner with their friends. They spent the night apart, with a drink being thrown on her head and Neal calling her a bitch. Why they even stayed together after that was a mystery, but for another year she put up with his shit, until she had had enough. As she looked back to the couple while she moved through the line, she hoped they wouldn’t see the same fate her relationship had.

By the time she made it to her gate, she had an hour before boarding, so she got a bagel (a bit of a splurge on her end, since she mostly kept a strict diet) and decided to catch up on her newest book. She loved reading, but she especially loved reading those poorly written smut books. It was like putting her brain in a coma. She got peace from reading the plotless and poorly written words. To her, it was like watching horrible TV shows; she was able to just read it and forget everything that was going on in her world.

It worked, and before she knew it, they were calling first class boarding.

Normally, she wasn’t one to travel first class. When she traveled for work, they always put her in coach with the other lower models. There were only a few times that the companies would splurge for first class seats, but Emma didn’t care either way. She still got frequent flier miles, which she was using today to get home. Seeing as how she was traveling home, not exactly her first choice of destination, she might as well splurge and be nice and relaxed on the flight.

As she boarded, she noticed she was the only one seated in the area, which was an additional bonus. She could drown out everything around her, get lost in her book, and try not to have an anxiety attack about why she was going home.

“Ms. Nolan, would you like some champagne? Maybe a Mimosa before we take off?” the leggy stewardess asked as Emma took off her jacket and handed it to the woman. It was the one thing Emma constantly wished she had. She was tall, but not as tall as some other models, which made entering the runway world difficult. She would kill for long gorgeous legs like her stewardess had.

“Yes, please,” Emma replied, as she slid into her seat to watch the baggage carriers load up the luggage into the plane.

It had been six long years since Emma moved out to LA and left her life in DC behind. Six years since her heart had broken. Six years since she ran from her troubles.

———–

Six years ago

Graduation day was supposed to be one of the best days of her life. She thought it would be a day she would look back on years from now and remember all of the good times she had in high school. She wasn’t the most popular, but she had friends who meant the world to her and who supported her.

Her mother was excited to throw this party for her. Any chance for her mother to throw a party, she took. She swore that her mother was a queen stuck in a different time. The woman lived for parties and events like this. Their backyard had been transformed into a summer soiree. The ladies were required to wear giant hats and dresses and the men were to wear seersucker suits. Yes, this was supposed to be a party for Emma, but her mother had once again gone way over what Emma wanted.

Emma wasn’t so excited for the party, but she was excited for who was going to be attending the party. She looked over at a couple who were standing next to her mom and dad. Both of them tall with dark brown hair. Adelaide and Brennan Jones had moved into the house next to the Nolans when Emma was eight. They had two sons and one daughter. Their eldest son Liam was over near the swingset that the Nolans had put up for Emma’s younger brother. Their daughter, Aibhilin, was sitting down at a table eating the chicken her mother had catered for the event. However, Emma wasn’t excited to see them. She was excited to see their middle child.

Killian was 4 years older than Emma and had been away at college during Emma’s run at high school. She would be lying if she said she didn’t have a bit of a crush on the guy. He was gorgeous, but his heart and soul were what attracted Emma to him for the past few years.

Normally every Christmas Killian and Liam came home for, the two families would get together for a Christmas Eve meal and White Elephant game night. For the past three years, Emma had always sat next to Killian and he was always so interested in what she was doing and how her life was going. Conversation between them always flowed easily. Emma loved hearing his stories of college in the crazy city of Vegas. She was enthralled with his tales of college ball and his team’s road to victory at the previous year’s college World Series. Emma remembered the year before when her dad gave Killian the cold shoulder a bit because his team had beaten her dad’s team in the finals by one run in overtime.

This year though, Killian was unable to come home for Christmas. It gutted her to see the seat normally reserved for him empty next to her. Yet, she was relieved when she got a message from him on AIM a few days later apologizing for missing what he called “one of the best things about coming home”. He didn’t explain why he wasn’t able to come home, just that he missed her and he hoped her year was going well. He asked about her plans for after graduation and asked how Henry was doing. They spent about 3 hours that night just talking about things they would have talked about at dinner and it was amazing.

They had spent the past five months having conversations every other day; just talking about anything and everything. He helped her with college applications and she helped him write his final for his Shakespeare class. She knew he was surprised when she gave him insight into A  Midsummer Night’s Dream; she could tell even though they were miles apart. Their conversations started innocent at first, but about a month in, they turned a bit flirty.

Killian would ask her about her love life and when she said she didn’t have anyone special, he said something that had Emma thinking. A friend wouldn’t just tell another friend (one who grew up next door to you) that you deserved someone who would devote their life to you, someone that knew how amazing you were. It was during that conversation that things began to change, at least on her end. However, she didn’t think it was one sided. Whenever she flirted, he flirted back.

About two weeks ago, he dropped the bomb. He was actually going to be coming home for her graduation. He almost didn’t get the weekend off, since his team was in the World Series again and it was during the semifinals, but the schedule worked out so that he was able to take a two day trip home to see everyone. He had some big news he had to tell her and she had been on pins and needles ever since.

Her nerves didn’t really get the best of her until that day and her friends took notice. Of course they already knew a bit of what was happening, but they didn’t really understand how Emma had fallen in love with a guy who lived thousands of miles away, while only talking over the internet.

“Emma, come on, we are going to sneak over to the Jones’ yard and do some shots,” her friend Lily whispered to her.

“You know I can’t leave,” Emma retorted. Yes, she wanted to have a good time with her friends, but she didn’t want to miss Killian’s arrival. He had told her two days ago he would arrive around noon, but it was now 12:30 and Emma was getting worried.

“Come on Swan, he isn’t showing up,” she heard Lily’s boyfriend Victor say. She hated it when he used her nickname her friends gave her when she was young. She had always thought that name was reserved for her closest friends and Victor was not one of them. He was just some fuck boy that Lily was screwing around with until she left for college.

“Shut up Victor,” she said under her breath.

“Emma, he isn’t going to show up in the two minutes we take to sneak over and do a few shots,” Lily pleaded.

Emma looked at her friend, who had been with her since they were young. Lily knew Killian, knew of Emma’s crush on him, but she didn’t know that Emma was head over heels for Killian, didn’t know that Killian had something to tell her. And even though Emma wanted to stay in her yard, with her eyes trained on the backdoor, she decided that maybe if she didn’t focus on Killian, he would show up.

It’s like when you are at a restaurant. If someone gets up to go to the bathroom, your food will come quicker. However, if everyone waits at the table and stares at the waitress, the food seems to take forever to come.

So off they snuck into the Jones’ backyard to have some shots. Emma wasn’t really a drinker, but she found herself drinking more when Lily was around. It started out small enough, a drink before the homecoming dance the previous year, a few drinks at a party after junior prom, but this year the drinking with her friends had been taken to a whole new level. Normally, Emma didn’t really participate, willing to be the DD while everyone else got shitfaced, but today was different. Today, maybe she needed the liquid luck.

Lily was right - they were only gone a few minutes and Emma was hopeful that Killian would be waiting in the yard when they got back. She was heartbroken to find out he still wasn’t there.

The rest of the party went in similar fashion. Emma waited and waited for Killian to show up. About once an hour Lily begged Emma to come and have another drink. She again said she didn’t want to miss him, but by 4, she realized something. He wasn’t coming. It was in that moment that she said fuck it and decided to get drunk. It was the first time Emma actually got drunk and it was in the tree house Killian used to play in as a child.

If her parents knew she was drunk, they didn’t say anything. But that didn’t stop her mother from patronizing Emma every chance she got. “Emma you really should mingle with your guests”, “Emma, stop sitting around and smile”, “Oh Emma is moving to Los Angeles at the end of the week, she is going to study at UCLA.” She loved how her mother completely ignored her real reason for moving; to pursue her dream of a modeling career. But to her mother, modeling was a silly hobby. The only way her parents would help her move was if Emma also enrolled in college. At least her father kept trying to get her mother off her back.

If anyone knew anything, they didn’t say it. Instead, most of the party guests just ignored Emma and her friends. She knew Lily was trying to lighten her mood, but Victor was just being an ass. By 6 Emma was done, done with the life she was living, done with her mother’s condescending tone, done with her friends, and done with Killian Jones.

As she entered her packed room though, she knew she wasn’t really done with Killian. He had hurt her by not showing up. He didn’t call her to tell her he would be absent from the party. However, maybe he did try to message her. Her computer was thankfully still unpacked, so she turned her away message off and took a look at their running messages.

Her heart dropped when she saw that there was nothing. He hadn’t cared at all. Sure, the thought passed through her mind that something had happened to him, but his parents didn’t seem concerned. Truthfully, it didn’t matter to her in that drunken filled moment. All that mattered was he had promised her that he would be there and he had broken that promise.

She started typing out the message. The final message she would ever send to him.

“Jones, why aren’t you here? Why didn’t you show up? What the fuck is going on? You promised me you would be here, promised that I would have some support today, yet you couldn’t bother to show up. How dare you play with me like this. Screw you asshat, don’t bother talking to me ever again.”

She hit send before she could talk herself out of it. She ended their friendship in that moment, unwilling to hear any apology he had to offer. She promised herself in that moment that never again in her life would she allow herself to feel this heartbroken again.

———-

She hadn’t thought about that moment in a long time, but the mimosa she had just chugged forced her to relive that horrible day six years ago. She had allowed herself to feel something for someone and that person broke her heart. It took her four years to rebuild herself after that devastating day. Sure, she hadn’t been in a real relationship and sure, Killian wasn’t her boyfriend, but she felt so betrayed that day. She had allowed herself to depend on him, allowed herself to believe in him and all it brought her was disappointment.

And now, here she was again, running away when something bad happened. Neal had played with her heart and emotions just as Killian had. Neal had definitely done worse by sleeping with a whore, but it still reminded her of the pain she felt with Killian.

She also knew it was stupid for her to even compare the two. Killian had never really played her, at least not truly. But he never did reach out to her again, never tried to apologize. She had always felt really stupid for even hating Killian the way she did, but he had become her best friend in a matter of months, then suddenly dropped off the face of the Earth. Didn’t she have the right to be pissed, to be heartbroken, to hate the jackass that made her question the other relationships she had in her life?

Thankfully, the stewardess brought her another mimosa. At least she was pretty sure Killian wouldn’t be home for the summer. Her mother did let it slip once last year during their mandatory monthly phone call that Killian hadn’t been home since that last Christmas meal they all shared together.

Normally, Emma steered the conversation with her mother away from the going ons at home to what Emma was doing, even if it meant that Emma had to hear the disappointment in her mother’s voice about Emma’s job choices. As long as she didn’t have to hear about the Jones family, she didn’t care.

The boarding procedure had passed and the stewardesses were beginning to close the cabin door when she heard someone yell out “Wait!”

For the first time since getting on the plane, Emma actually watched what unfolded in front of her. A man rushed aboard the plane, sunglasses and a baseball cap covering his face. He was dressed in dark washed jeans and a leather jacket, which seemed stupid considering the LA heat. The hat was of course the local team’s hat, almost everyone wore one once in their life if they lived there. He handed his ticket to the attendant who motioned him to to sit down across the aisle from Emma.

Shit, she thought to herself, she was hoping to be alone up here and now someone else was joining. He was across the other side of the plane but still, she didn’t want to have a discussion with some stranger on a plane.

The man shrugged out of his jacket, showing off an amazing set of arms in a dark t-shirt and sat down next to the window. His hat and glasses were firmly attached to his face.

Looking at his profile, Emma suddenly felt different. It was like she knew him from somewhere. Maybe she modeled with him once, maybe he had been a customer at the diner. She couldn’t really tell or place him. But something in Emma’s gut was telling her that she knew the man in the glasses.

The stewardess made one more round as the plane backed away from the gate. It was as the woman was passing by her fellow first class flyer that she was finally allowed to determine where she knew him.

“Mr. Jones, is there anything I could get you?” the stewardess asked, prompting the man to remove his glasses and hat, revealing the man she hadn’t laid eyes on in over 7 years.

Wow. So Captain Swan finally have their happy ending together, while RapistRegina and CowardRumple are cursed with false identities just like the first curse.

This must be some long overdue karma for the role they both played in Emma losing her family and becoming an orphan.

They end up just like her parents did, while she gets to stay with a man she loves, and go through a much better pregnancy and birth than what she went through in prison after Neal left and broke her heart.

Forgive me CS haters if I just take a moment to savor this. Knowing how you all have nothing left but your bitterness and disappointment. And we CS shippers have everything we’ve ever wanted for our couple.

Victory is truly sweet. :)

Tangled Up In Blue

Chapter 21/?

Summary: Fear for her unborn child, a bruised and broken Emma Swan is determined to escape an abusive marriage. After she drives a long way from home to a small town in Maine, she doesn’t think her life could get more complicated… that is until she ends up falling for her OBGYN, a blue-eyed British man who’s shielded his heart from love long ago. But he may be just what she needs to begin her healing process and start a new life for her child. If only nothing gets in the way.

Notes: Alright, here we go. I had to edit this chapter many, many times until I was happy with it. I owe a big thank you to @rouhn for beta reading. This chapter moves ahead at a quicker pace because I know some of you are anxious to meet baby Swan. While we won’t be meeting him this chapter, we’re very very close. I will warn you though, that it’s a bit of a roller coaster ride so hold on tight!

*TRIGGER WARNING* Mentions and depictions of physical and verbal abuse/domestic violence towards a pregnant woman.

Rated: M

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Deleted Scenes: 1 2

Also available on: AO3 FF.N

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Killian’s jaw was clenched, holding his pregnant girlfriend in his arms while she sobbed into his chest with relentless tears. He was going to kill the fucking asshole with his own two hands for sending Emma into such a state of despair. She had looked like she was enjoying her time at the shower, he could tell she was uncomfortable near the end, but she was smiling and overall happy… until she received that last gift. Mary Margaret and David had called some of the guests who left, but none of them saw who delivered the present. Regardless, they all knew it was from Neal.

Killian gently released Emma with a kiss to her forehead before she turned to Mary Margaret and David, who took her in their arms, holding her tightly. It tore his heart to see his Swan in tears, he had to do something about it. He was not going to let Neal get away with this.

“That’s it, I’m going to find that bloody bastard myself,” Killian stated angrily as he started marching for the door with purpose. “James, you coming?”

“Gladly.” James didn’t even have to ponder the question. He immediately took off towards the door, following behind Killian. “Let’s find this asshole.”

“Woah woah woah, guys.” David put his hands up as he approached them. Killian and James turned around hesitantly. “I think we should let the Sheriff handle this, don’t you think?”

Killian gritted his teeth at the thought of the smug deputy who had the audacity to hit on Emma. “Yeah, except the Sheriff is too busy playing a bloody matchmaker and the deputy is too busy asking out my girlfriend, so I think it’s time to take matters into our own hands.”

“The deputy asked out Emma?” James asked in surprise.

“Not the bloody point,” Killian replied spitefully.

“Guys, he has a gun. Please don’t,” Emma beseeched the two of them as she approached with tear-stained cheeks. “You’ll both get hurt.”

“That’s a risk I’m willing to take,” he assured her, his voice cracked and hoarse.

“Well, I’m not,” she told him adamantly. “I just found you and I’m not going let Neal take anything else from me.”

His voice grew soft as he closed the distance between them, taking both of her hands in his. “Emma-”

“Killian, don’t you see? This is what he wants. He wants to get us riled up. He wants you to go after him. This is just a trap. He’s sadistic and manipulative like that, believe me,” she pleaded, eyes glistening and swollen from shedding tears. “Please Killian. Don’t go.”

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anonymous asked:

After weeks of endless struggles and emotional turmoil, Emma desperately needs something good to happen to her- which Regina is more than happy to help with

Thanks for the prompt :)

Emma groans as her head hits her desk. It’s only Wednesday but it’s been a godawful week. Paperwork and patrols and escaped creatures. It’s been exhausting and non-stop and Emma wishes this string of bad days would just end already.

With a sigh, she realises that she hasn’t actually made it home for more than a nap all week. She literally goes there to shower, close her eyes for two hours and head back to work. Emma yawns before turning to her computer and the unfinished advert for a Deputy that she started an hour ago. They usually get by, just her and her Dad, but now that he has Neal, it’s harder to swap off on night shifts and she’s working more sixteen hour days than not.

“That’s a very serious face.”

Emma looks up, her stressed frown finally giving way to a smile as she gazes upon the brunette she’s seen far too little of over the past week, “God I’ve missed you.”

Regina smiles walking over to the desk and kissing Emma tenderly, “I’ve missed you too…rough week?”

Emma nods leaning back in her chair, “Awful week…I think we’re going to need another deputy even if it’s just to cover the night shift. This is killing me right now Regina and with everything that’s gone on this week, I could really do with some good news ya know?”

Regina tilts her head to the side, “I might have a something…but I was going to wait until the end of the week to tell you.”

“Oh?”

“I had a big reveal planned, a nice dinner and a cool set-up…but I feel like you need the news now…”

Emma smiles bemusedly, “Now I’m just really confused…should I be scared?”

“No…it means you’re going to have a break, for about a month.”

“A month?”

“Yes,” Regina nods, “Though you have to wait six months to take it.”

“Huh…six months…why?”

Regina grins as she rounds the desk to slide onto her partner’s lap, “Because I’m pregnant.”

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Requested by @mybraveweelassie

I got to admit that because I’m not a Neal fan I never particularity liked this moment. That all thing on the show about idolizing Neal is something that I will never get or will ever connect to.

But, as Kelly pointed out to me, there is something very significant about Hook toasting to “Neal” instead of to “Bealfire”ת which is how he knew him for 250 years. And it’s true, Killian here was putting Emma first. He was doing it for her, and when she said that he was always Neal to her, he just changed the way he used to call him for 250 years. The name of the only person that he loved since he lost Milah not just some random guy.

He knew exactly what she needed at that moment. He knew exactly why she feels weird about people calling him Bealfire, he knew that she didn’t even had a moment to truly grieve him, he knew she would love getting that sword, and he knew how much she needed a drink.

So then once more, and certainly not for the last time, Hook surprised her. He knew exactly what she needed and she was not used to anyone knowing it so well. There he was standing in front of her saying exactly what she needed to hear, doing exactly what she needed from someone, anyone. It was coming from an unexpected source and it felt like home away from home.

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Rose’s Captain Swan Fanfiction Treasure Trove

This mainly for my lovely friend Adira (who I JUST converted to OUAT) but might well post it for anyone who hasn’t read any of these fics. I would be surprised if they hadn’t because the majority of these have high popularity and would be what I consider classics. I love them all enough that I’ve downloaded them on my Evernote app and will reread them while I’m flying or on public transit. Anyway, these are my Top Ten favorite Captain Swan fics with my reviews/comments. Enjoy

You Play Ball Like a Girl by welllpthisishappening

  • Rated: M
  • Notable Features: Modern!AU, Boss!Killian, Slow Burn, Angst, Baseball & Killian (deadly as hell)
  • Author’s Description: Emma Swan had a plan. Get the story. Get the byline. Up her Twitter follower count. It was simple – she was going to take over the New York City journalism world. And she was going to do it from the sideline with a credential around her neck and a pen stuffed in her hair and a fierce determination no one was going to be able to put a dent in.It was the perfect plan.That plan just failed to factor in Killian Jones.
  • Rose’s Review: THIS FIC! MY GOD THIS FIC! I am in love with it and the author Laura (like full one girl crush on lovely lady. She’s just too cool and if I wasn’t engaged and she wasn’t married, I would like propose because this girl is my fanfic soulmate to the point my best friend is jealous even tho I have legit never met this woman, but that’s besides the point. I’m gonna stop embarrassing myself now. I need to shut up.) Anyway, sports centric isn’t normally a thing I go for because I’m a former athlete and the second I catch a mistake it’s an immediate turnoff, but Laura knows her shit. (Like really knows her shit. I can’t tell you how many times I cackled over her references to Melo being a selfish asshole and I love Emma and David’s rendition of the Giants/Pats rivalry! Also her reference to Derek Jeter’s walk up! OMG I promise I will stop right now but I’m so in love) However, you don’t need to love sports to love this fic, it’s just if you do it’s an added bonus. I love the development of Killian and Emma’s relationship even though the angst in this just kills me in the most delightful way. The Henry side story is honestly the best thing over and even though he’s not Emma’s son in this, the relationship between Emma, Henry and Killian really pulls at your heartstrings. I think one of the reasons I really love this fic though is how Laura handles Killian’s injury and how it affected his baseball career. It was incredibly realistic and I would know because an injury ruined my basketball career a long time ago in a galaxy far far away, so the scene where Killian is in the batting cage and hitting for the first time in a long time really hit home with me because I’ve been there. Anyway, why are you still reading this review, GO READ IT NOW! And also go read her outtake collection: Just a Bit Outside.

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Morning?lightbrite_rebel

Paring: captain swan

Summary:

Killian tries to leave without being caught by unsuspecting parents

Work Text:

Emma rolls over in bed at the sound of her phone alarm going off, coming in contact with a chest belonging to the pirate who shared her bed last night and the past few as well. 
“Mmm…morning beautiful.” mumbling into her hair.
“It is way too early to be awake” Emma groans out, burying her face further into Killian’s shoulder.
“You are the one that suggested I vacate this time each morning before your parents awake”
“I know. I really need my own place”
“Mmm” he responds running his fingers up her spine
“I’ll get around to telling them” she gasps as lips find her neck. “I just…” she sucks in a breath as she feels teeth bite down “….like the calm right now” groaning as his tongue laps over the bitten spot.
“Whenever you are ready” he says kissing her on the forehead moving from the bed. She sighs and lays back watching him move around the room collecting clothes from the night before. She hums in appreciation as he bends picking up the last bit. Sliding pants on he turns to look at her.
“Keep that up and they may find out way more than they want to know” he says making his way over to her leaning down slowly over her on the bed, hand sliding along her thigh as he goes. Stopping with lips wonderfully close
“I’ll be needing this love” he says tugging at the collar of his shirt she wears, pulling back to smirk at her. Tongue running over bottom lip as he watches her remove the shirt
“That’s rude” she smirks moving across the room to grab another shirt.
“speaking of own places, I spoke with Belle yesterday and she told me there is a small apartment above the library and that it could be mine if wanted in exchange for some help around the library. “ He tells her buttoning a couple of buttons of his shirt. 
“Are you going to take it?’ Emma asks
“I’m thinking so…it would be very nice not having to tiptoe around when with you.” He says putting arms around her waist. “Plus I really think she could use the help now with the shop to run as well” he says laying kisses along the side of her neck.
“Mmm…that could be wonderful” she hums tilting her head to the side allowing him more access.”
Spinning her around and kissing her
“Yes it will, but I better be going” he kisses her once more before heading to the door.
“I’ll be by the station later with lunch”
“Mmm” she hums barley auditable as she slide back down into the bed.
He lightly closes the bedroom door, boots in hand as he quietly makes his way down the stairs in hopes of not disturbing any of the other house occupants. He is barley off the bottom stair and past the kitchen counter when he is startled by quiet but surprised ”oh” he turns to the couch to see Snow sitting rocking baby Neal.
“Morning your majesty” he stutters in surprise
“Killian…I uh didn’t know that you ….um came with Emma last night” Snow winces at her wording
“I uh “he laughs a little scratching behind his ear “Yea, I was just heading back to Granny’s, I hope I didn’t wake you”
“No. no Neal was awake and wouldn’t settle back down”
“Well best be going”
“Killian if you were just leaving so we wouldn’t know you stayed, there is really no point in it now. It’s cold and snowy outside might as well just go back up to Emma and stay for breakfast”
“Right, that actually sounds like a wonderful idea.” He says turning to head back upstairs
“I’ll be sure David knows you will be joining us ahead of time. To give him some time to settle on the idea”
“I’ll be prepared for the worst, thank you” he laughs heading up
Snow grins to herself getting up to place Neal in his crib and head back to bed herself.

Emma is so already back to dreamland that she doesn’t hear Killian close the door and head to the bed shedding shirt and pants as he goes. Doesn’t feel him slide in behind her arm going around her waist. Only starting as lips and teeth meet her ear.
“What are you doing back?” Her words slowly turning into a moan as his lips find that spot right behind her ear.
“The lady of the house was awake soothing the young prince” he mumbles against her neck hand sliding under her shirt and across her stomach.
“Oh and how did that go? “She asks breathless moving her hips back against him
“Not bad, little awkward” he huffs out hand moving lower “although I feel should prepare for another hit to the face from your father”
She laughs turning over to pull his mouth to hers.