CS FF: Forever Yours
Summary: My version of how season 7 should open. Set in the future during a time of peace in Storybrooke, Emma and Killian are living a blissfully happy life with their seven year old twins. But this is still Storybrooke. And things can change in the blink of an eye.
Note: Thank you for the responses to ‘Never Stop Fighting’. Since Emma is only guaranteed to be back for one episode, we know that CS will have to be separated somehow. Given what we know so far, this is how I would like things to go in the season premiere. Oh and there is no mention of Henry in this because I’m still trying to wrap my mind around how that whole thing is going to work and what exactly will happen to him in the future. Hope you enjoy it! ~Steph
…Forever Yours: Part 1/1…
Killian came up behind his wife, as she stood at the stove making pancakes. He wrapped his arms around her waist and nuzzled his nose into her neck.
“Something smells delicious,” he muttered.
Emma giggled as his lips moved to her neck.
“Don’t start,” she warned. “The kids are already up and in the living room.”
“What?” he asked, nibbling on her ear. “I was talking about the pancakes.”
“Sure you were,” she replied with a laugh.
Emma spun around in her husband’s arms and snaked hers around his neck. His lips came crashing into hers, his tongue quickly diving into her mouth. He pulled her body up against his, as Emma threaded her fingers through his hair.
“We can’t,” Emma breathed before kissing him again.
Killian reached behind her and turned the stove off, as his lips moved down her throat to her chest.
“Perhaps if we are quiet, we can make it up to our bedroom and the children will simply think we are still asleep.”
Emma squeezed her eyes closed, as she held his head to her skin.
“Only one problem with that: they already saw me making the pancakes.”
Killian pulled her robe back a bit with his hook and kissed her shoulder.
“We can think of an excuse for our disappearance later then,” he said.
His lips moved back to hers for a quick kiss and then he grabbed her hand, leading her to the stairs.
“Let go!” Leia screamed.
“You let go!” Liam yelled.
“MOM! DAD!” they both bellowed.
Killian and Emma stopped dead in their tracks, mere feet from the stairs.
“Bloody hell. They must have inherited their grandmother’s terrible timing,” Killian mumbled. “Why did we decide to have children again?”
Emma laughed, as she kissed his cheek. “Because we wanted to share our love and watch it grow everyday.”
Her husband bobbed his head, as he placed a kiss to her forehead.
“Aye, that’s right. Sometime I forget.”
“Come on,” Emma said, as she dragged him to the living room.