*** Last chapter. I hope it's a satisfying ending. Thanks for reading. :)

For the third time that night crying pierced the silence in their bedroom through the baby monitor. Emma moaned as she pushed her hand against Killians back. "You're up slugger. It's your turn." He groaned a bit but didn't hesitate to put his feet on the floor and head to the nursery. Upon entering he saw his daughter laying in her crib protesting her parents desire to sleep instead of play with her. He walked to the side of her crib and looked down at her. Her expressive eyes looked up at him as his mere presence seemed to calm her a bit. "Well little love. It seems as though you're having a restless night, and looking to share that experience with your mum and dad. Well up you go and we'll see if we can remedy that." He lifted her into his arms as her crying ceased and she developed a case of the hiccups. He lifted her up to his shoulder and rubbed her back with his good hand, his stump supporting her from below. Moving to the rocking chair he settled them in and leaned his head back against the wood. "I'll tell you a tale of the bottomless blue and it's hey to the starboard, heave ho. Look out, lad, a mermaid be waiting for you in mysterious fathoms below..." His eyes had closed as he sung the old sea shanty to his enthralled daughter and just as he was about to fall asleep he heard shuffling near the door. "Killian?"

"Aye love?"

"Were you planning on coming back to bed sometime tonight? I don't know if you've noticed but Ella has conked out on her dear old dad." He looked down at his daughter, sleeping in his arms. "Aye. I guess she has. She's the second loveliest lady to fall asleep in my arms tonight." Emma smiled and took in the sight of Killian and their little girl, who he more than doted on. "What are you doing up love? I thought the whole purpose of taking turns was so that one or the other could get some rest."

"Turns out that I've gotten used to having my pirate in bed with me. I was lonesome without you." After standing up Killian leaned over to give her a quick peck on the lips before moving to Ella's crib to lay her down. Sleep was a rarity and although he wouldn't change a moment of the time he had with Emma and the babies it was not something to be wasted. "It makes me happy that you notice when I'm not in our bed." She came and stood behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist. "I notice everything Killian. I know when you're not in bed, when you're not in the room, when you're not in the house. You fill this place up." A small smiled played at the corner of his lips listening to her describe how she felt about him. She tried to be more expressive about how she felt and he appreciated it because he knew that it didn't come naturally to her. She was more actions than words. The way that she always made sure that his favorite shows were recorded on the DVR for him and how she spent time with him out on the boat even when he knew there were other things she may prefer to be doing was how she said that she loved him. The words were rare but it made them all the more meaningful. "She's perfect isn't she Killian?"

"Aye love. So is her brother over here." Hand in hand they moved over to Liam's crib, gazing down at their son. "Did you ever imagine this Killian? Not in the past but with me. I mean is it something you thought about before it happened?"

"I thought of all of it with you Swan. During that year that we were apart I thought of you every day."

"Well you did promise." He chuckled in the back of his throat. "Aye, that I did. I've thought of you every day since." His gaze shifted back to their son as he spoke softly. "Now I think of all of you daily. It astounds me the way that you've changed me. You, Henry, the wee ones. How you saved me."

"We didn't save you Killian. You saved yourself. You wanted to change and you did it. Don't place your redemption on us. Give yourself credit."

"Emma I was ready and willing to die for my vengeance. The moment I ended the crocodile my life no longer had meaning and I was fine with that. I was okay with a few years of love and nearly three hundred years searching to quench my thirst with vengeance. You may not think you saved me Swan but I assure you you did. You brought me back from the brink." Her head rested on his shoulder and contentment rested on her shoulders. When she was younger, alone and feeling unloved, she never imagined this. A man at her side, a large extended family, and children down the hall. It was all just as much fairy tale as the stories she had heard about her family and friends. Like this they had all turned out to be true. "We have limited time Captain. We should probably get back to bed. You know one of them will be up again shortly."

"Aye love. Let's go back to bed." Despite her good intentions she heard innuendo laced in his words and she knew that sleep was the last thing on his mind.

Another month passed and everything continued to be blissfully perfect in the Swan-Jones household. Emma went back to work, slowly picking up shifts at the station, while Killian stayed home with the babies. The great thing about living in Storybrooke, a town under a curse, was that it wasn't all that critical to make money since there weren't so many bills to pay. Henry continued to split his time between Emma and Regina, who for the most part stayed away from the each other with the exception of things having to do with Henry. It seemed easier than constantly tip-toeing around each other trying not to create waves. "Emma love can you come to the kitchen please?" She walked into see him and Henry putting the twins into their car seats, and her parents at the door. "What's going on?"

"It's a gloriously lovely day today and we have a surprise for you. Your mother is going to stay with you, with instructions from Henry and myself, while your father, Henry and I take the wee ones out for a while. Your mother will bring you to meet us in a couple hours."

"Okay. So that's vague. Care to share a few more details."

"Unfortunately I don't wish to share more details lass. That would take the surprise out of surprise. You'll know all in just a while." As he made his way across the room to kiss her goodbye a mischievous grin split his face. He took her hands in his own and bent to press a gentle kiss on her lips, a kiss that seemed promise before winking at her and walking out the door with her father, Henry, and Liam in his arms. As soon as the door clicked behind him she turned on her heel to find her mother wearing a huge smile on her face and a look of pure innocence. Not difficult as she was Snow White. Moving to the kitchen table Emma sat wondering what her pirate had in store for her. "We don't have long Emma. We should probably get started."

"Started doing what? Seriously please tell me what is going on. I won't tell Killian you told me."

"He wants to surprise you Emma. Let him. Trust me men get a less romantic over time. Cherish every minute of the wooing." Emma smiled as she crossed the room to embrace her mother. There had been a distance between them for a long time but she was glad that she was there to give her relationship advice. At times her desire to be in the know about everything robbed her of the opportunity to enjoy the spontaneity of life. Mary Margaret grabbed a large bag that she had put over in the corner of the kitchen and indicated for Emma to follow her to the master bathroom. "I have everything you're going to need in here." Once they got into the bathroom she reached into the bag and pulled out a dress bag, unzipping it as soon as she had it hung on the hook on the back of the door. The dress was short, white, lace, and had cap-sleeves. "Mom that dress is beautiful. So we're dressing up then?"

"Killian picked it out. He thought it would suit you." As Emma put the dress on Mary Margaret continued to unload the bag. She passed Emma a pair of navy and white striped heels and then took out a bundle of babies breath. "Emma sit. I want to do your hair."

"Mom, you don't have to. I don't know what's going on but I'm sure Killian will be pleased with this. I mean the shoes and dress are gorgeous."

"Humor me Emma. I missed so much. I never got to help you dress for a prom or a first date. I missed it all."

"Is this a big moment that you don't want to be missing?"

"All the moments are big moments when there are so many gone. I don't want to miss the chances that I have with you. I wasn't terribly supportive when you first got pregnant and I regret that. For some reason I wasn't able to see how good Killian is for you. I think somewhere inside of me, in a place I didn't want to recognize, I resented him for taking you so soon after we found you. We had such a short time with you before love found you."

"Mom, you didn't lose me."

"Not in so many words but in the past year you rely on your father and I less. You lean on Killian for strength and support. You draw from him the things that you need to handle being the savior. It's amazing and I'm sorry I saw it as something that was being taken from me. As your mother it's all that I can wish for you but somehow it saddened me that I had so little time being your support system. Will you do something for me Emma? Can you tell me how he makes you feel?"

"You know I love him. What more do you need to know?"

"How does he make you feel? Your father makes me feel safe and loved. I know that I've always got someone in my corner. Someone who will always find me so I don't need to be afraid. How does Killian make you feel?" Emma looked at her mother as she brushed her hair, not knowing what to say. Growing up this was a moment she had always dreamed of. Her mother running a brush through her hair, talking with her about boys before a big date. They had missed so much. As Mary Margaret started to wind her fingers through her hair creating a perfect side braid Emma thought about the question she was being asked. "I don't know how to explain it. He makes me feel like anything is possible, which is amazing considering I grew up thinking that everything was impossible. There's a strength and a steadiness that allows me to put down some of the burden that I carry because he takes it from me. Not in a demanding way. He doesn't want to lead. He wants to fight beside me. He sees me as an equal. and I know that everything he does is for me. I'm aware he's still got a dark side but I don't have a single doubt that the only reason he would access it would be to protect me or one of our kids."

"I think any parent would tap into the dark side for their kids. I know I would." She smiled at her mother in the mirror as she started placing sprigs of baby's breathe in her hair, gazing adoringly at her daughter. "He would go to the end of the world for me. Or time."

"Your dad read that in the book. That 'Prince Charles' told him that about Princess Leia in the Enchanted Forest. But it was you and Hook. Sorry, Killian. It meant a lot to your father. To know that his daughter was in such good hands."

"Doesn't matter what you call him Mom. I don't care. He doesn't care. He's Hook and he's Killian. Whatever you call him he's still the best man I've ever met." With that final word she looked in the mirror at her mothers finished product. She had applied a nice foundation and blush to her cheeks as well as a burgundy matte lipstick to her lips. "Mom you did a great job."

"Why thank you. Just give me five minutes to get changed myself and then we'll go."

"Where?"

"Ah-ah. You didn't really think that would work did you?" Emma chuckled a little and started moving about the room, putting things in order while her mother got dressed. Within minutes Mary Margaret had changed into a burgundy dress with a sweetheart neckline and a full skirt. "Mom you look beautiful but seriously what is going on?" A sigh escaped from Mary Margaret's lips. "Emma, stop please. All will be revealed in time. But we should go. Killian has a surprise for you and I don't want to be late."

Fifteen minutes later Emma found Killian, her father, Henry, and the twins at the beach near their house. On the sand in front of them was an arbor decorated with ivy, baby's breath, and a ship wheel hanging from the top. The boys were dressed in navy blue suits, and a white shirt open at the collar. Even baby Liam was dressed in a suit. Ella was dressed similar to her grandmother in a burgundy dress with a bow on her head. Emma took in the sight and instinctively knew what was going on. "Killian?"

"Yes love?"

"Is this a wedding?"

"Aye."

"Did you plan it?"

"With your mothers help. She's been getting tips for me for weeks. Have you not noticed an increase in her discussion about our nuptials?"

"Well yes but I just assumed that she was wanting to plan the wedding with me. I didn't know she was conspiring behind my back." A shadow passed over his face at her wording. He had been certain that she would appreciate this surprise but now he wasn't so sure. "Emma love it was never been my intention to rob you of anything. We don't have to get married here today. It was a though, a gesture, but it certainly isn't something that we have to do if you don't want to. I thought perhaps the prospect of planning a wedding with the twins being so young might be a little daunting and I wanted to be able to give you the wedding you wanted without all the stress of planning. I know that you would have wanted to have everyone that means something to us here so if you want to wait... ". She looked at him, so handsome in his suit, and felt her heart break at the fear that was written all over his face. Even after all this time he still was unsure that this was permanent. Afraid that he might lose her. That he could say or do the wrong thing and she would be gone. In that moment she wanted nothing more than to assure him that her love was as eternal as hers. "Of course we're going to get married right now. It's not a have to." She took his hand in hers and looked down before softly shaking her head and whispering, "It's all I want. You couldn't have made this any closer to what I dreamed our wedding would be and I love that you did this. I was dreading the planning. So if you would, Kililan Jones will you marry me?"

"As you wish love." She turned to her father and smiled. Just after the twins were born they had discussed having him serve as the officiant for the ceremony and he had immediately set about getting ordained for whenever the time came. "Dad, are you ready to give me away?"

"Never, but I will. I know it's what you want." She moved in to give him a hug and felt his hand came up to cup the back of her head. As much as she wanted to marry Killian she didn't want to rush this moment. Her mom's comments about feeling like they were losing her just as they found her rung in her ears. As her father pulled back she stayed close, only moving far enough away to be able to look at him, while reaching her hand out to her mother. "Mom, Dad before I do this, before I marry Killian, I want you to know a few things. You will never lose me. I am your child and being his wife will never change that. I understand that we didn't have much time together and I'll always be sorry for that. For you and for me. We were robbed of the opportunity to love each other as I grew but we had the rare opportunity to be friends, which I am so grateful for. I've not been the easiest person to love all the time but you never gave up on me. Your never failing belief in love and hope has fueled me the last couple of years and it got me here. If I know how to be a wife Mom it's from watching you. Putting him first, trusting him, always knowing that he'll find you. It's those things that I take with me into my marriage. Thank you. Because without your happy ending I would be getting mine." Mary Margaret wiped stray tears from her face as the three of them came together for a hug. it had been a long time coming but it finally seemed that they were going to be able to be a real family, and now it was time to gain another member.

In moments they had taken their places at the altar with Henry standing next to Killian holding Liam and Mary Margaret standing beside Emma holding Ella. No crowd of people. No place cards or DJ's. Just a simple ceremony with the people that filled up her life. They would have their big party later but this day, this moment, was just for them. "Killian, if you would take Emma's hands in yours we'll get started." He followed his soon to be father in laws instructions and took Emma's hands, gazing into her eyes. "First, as your minister, I'd like to take a moment to say a few words. Killian I remember when we were on Neverland I started noticing the way you looked at Emma. The way your eyes followed her. I was determined that you would never get near my daughter. Despite my efforts you still found a way to get close to her and I'm glad. I haven't known Emma her whole life but I did know her before Killian Jones and I know her after. You lighten her. She's more free around you than just about anyone. There are times when she doesn't think I'm looking and she leans on you so much. But I'm always looking. As a father I'm sure you understand that. So before I perform this ceremony I just want to let you know how happy I am that you two found each other." With that he looked at his daughter and nodded to Killian, prompting him to speak. "Thanks mate. Glad to follow that up." Laughter rippled through the small group before Killian's eyes locked back on Emma and his face became stoic. "Emma from the minute I met you I knew that there was something between us. I didn't always know what it was but I knew that it was there. I can't explain to you the way that you've made me come alive. I was surviving on anger and vengeance but you awakened a long latent desire to be my better self. Not just for you but for me. I've changed because of your love but not for your love. You loved me as I was and that love transformed me. It's my belief that that is the truest kind of love. I need no curse to break to know what it is we share. I promise you that I will continue to love you every day of our life. I will love and protect you and our children. I will follow you to the end of the world or time. Always."

"Killian, it has been a surprise to me how much I love you. But what's been more of a surprise is how comfortable you make me. Not in the comfortable old shoe way but in the way that when I'm with you I feel like I'm at home. I don't need to worry about whether we're here or in the Enchanted Forest, or in New York or anywhere else. Those are just places but when I close my eyes and think of home all I think of is you. I think about what you've sacrificed for me and how cherished you make me feel. I spent a lot of my life alone. A lot of my life searching for something real and time and again I was let down. Home was a foreign idea to me and I never believed that I would have it but with you I never question that that is exactly what you are. I love you more than I thought possible. You've given me more than I ever dreamed. The family that we've created is my greatest blessing and I won't ever take you or it for granted. I would follow you to the end of the world or time as well. Forever." The corner of his mouth turned up at her use of his words, his eyes locked on hers. There were others there but for him, for both of them, the rest of the world ceased to exist for a moment in time. It was just them, pledging their lives and their futures to each other. "Well by the power granted to me by the state of Maine I now pronounce you husband and wife. Killian, you may kiss your bride. But remember that her parents are right here." Killian nodded but never took his eyes off Emma as his grip tightened on her hand. They each took a step forward and his hand came up to frame her face before their lips met in their first kiss as husband and wife. The kiss wasn't unlike all the others that they'd share. It was amazing but they all were. As they both expected marriage was just a step in their relationship. Not the first and not the last. As they parted his hand slid down her arm until it reached hers, linking their fingers. His eyes danced as he looked at her, taking her all in. "Ladies and gentleman Mr. and Mrs. Jones." They turned towards their loved ones, enjoying the moment of celebration before they each turned to take one of the babies. Before they moved to walk away from the beach to go have a celebration dinner Mary Margaret stepped forward. "So David got to give his speech, and I'm not going to do that. But I do have something for you." She walked over to her bag and reached in, hiding whatever she took out behind her back as she approached them. Standing in front of Killian she paused before speaking. "After your trip into our past Emma came to me and told me what you did. She told me that you had traded the Jolly Roger to come and find her. I've never mentioned it because Emma said that it was something you downplayed. I didn't want to make you uncomfortable and if I'm being honest your sacrifice didn't alleviate all my concerns about you. She's my daughter and my protective instincts kicked in based on your past. I apologize for that. I judged you based on your past and that was not fair of me. Especially since I've done my best not to do it to others. You weren't just anybody though and you pushed past all those walls she had built. I stood here and listened to her talk about how you've become her home and I realized that I never acknowledged to you that I recognized that you gave up yours for her." She pulled her hand out from behind her back and held out a ship in a bottle. He took it and lifted it up, inspecting it before smiling. "You had a replica of the Jolly put in a bottle. That's very kind of you. It's perhaps not the same as having my ship back but it will be nice to place in our home."

"No, that's not what this is."

"Then I'm afraid I don't understand."

"This IS the Jolly Roger. It's a long story but Elsa had a run in with Blackbeard and let's just say that they didn't exactly become friends. Somehow or another your ship ended up in this bottle and through a little bit of magic, thanks to Belle and Regina, we got this here this morning. If you have something from your boat Emma can use it to restore this to its natural state."

"Are you serious your highness?"

"I am. Regina wrote down the spell that Emma would need to use." His smile spread across his face as he looked down at the ship in the bottle. True, it didn't have the same meaning that it used to. He missed it but never regretted the choice to give it up. Having it here in his hands was something he never expected. While he looked at the ship in the bottle Mary Margaret gave her Emma the spell necessary to make it full size. "Killian, do you have something from the ship?" He reached into his breast pocket and pulled out a small piece of rigging. As he handed it to her he felt his breath catch, knowing that he was about to have the place that had been his home for so long back with him. Moments later Emma cast the spell and threw the ship into the water and they waited. The water started moving and the boat grew quickly to its original size. Once it was settled he reached down and took Emma by the hand, leading her towards the docks. "Henry lad. Come along. I say we have a family sail before our lunch yes?" His eyes sparkled as he looked at Emma. "Mom is it alright? We can meet you at Granny's in a while. I think Killian is right. I want to have our time just as our family, is that okay?"

"Of course Emma. This is your day and you should enjoy every second of it. We'll meet you at Granny's when you come back." Emma smiled at her mother before turning back to had boarded the ship with Ella in his arms and Henry at his side and he was looking down at her from the deck. It took her by surprise the impact seeing it had on her. This had been his home but for her it had always been a symbol of his dedication to her. Without second thought he had given it up just for the chance to see her again and now his leap of faith had paid off in the best possible way. He had his ship back, his home, and he had a family to share it with. As she boarded the ship she felt the last piece of the puzzle snap into place. This was everything she had never dared dream of. Her parents, her children, and her husband by her side. She remembered him standing in that exact spot, at the wheel, on the way to Neverland but never would have imagined this. Henry stood by his side listening to his step-father talk about how to steer the ship and what to do should they ever encounter rough waters. This wasn't his first sailing lesson and it wouldn't be his last. Ella lay contentedly in the crook of her father's arm, cooing happily. She would never know the longing for a father that her brother or her parents had. She would be loved every day for her whole life. Emma approached Killian, placing Liam on her him. as she put her arm around his waist. He looked down at her and the love that she saw in her eyes was staggering. "Come on love. Let's sail away." He steered the boat out of its slip on the dock and their little family sailed into the setting sun.

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