A Pirate's Life for me:

It's Halloween in Storybrooke and one person chooses an interesting costume.

"Well what do you think?"

Killian Jones turned around and gasped at the sight before him, his wife was standing in the middle of their kitchen looking absolutely stunning. She was wearing a long sleeved pink shirt and black poodle skirt. Emma had told Killian she was dressing as a girl from the 1950's for Halloween, but Killian hadn't quite understood what that meant, "I rather like it Swan, in fact I strongly suggest you keep it around."

Emma snorted at him as she said, "You don't look half bad yourself." Killian grinned at her, he had taken some time to choose a costume, but Henry had helped him decide and in the end he picked the character Indian Jones. Killian had seen the movies several times with Emma and Henry and he liked the character, the man had an attitude similar to Kilian's own (and the two of them even shared the same last name). The costume was easily done, Killian had just needed a brown leather jacket (not difficult for him) and a white shirt with the hat and a fake bullwhip.

Killian grinned at her, "Glad you approve love." He leaned in for a kiss and slid his arms lower so they were wrapped protectively around Emma's waste, "And how is our smallest crew member doing this evening?"

Emma snorted, "you're daughter, has apparently decided that my internal organs exist purely for her amusement."

Killian grinned, "Been kicking Mommy again have you lassie?" He asked talking to Emma's slightly swollen belly, which was still small enough to hide under the costume. Killian had been thrilled to discover Emma was pregnant with their third child, and even happier to discover another girl. Killian adored their oldest daughter Penelope and couldn't wait to have another little pirate lassie in the family.

Emma nodded, "Yes she has, and Killian." Emma turned and wrapped her arms around his neck, "If you do this to me again, I'm having you castrated."

Killian gave her a nervous smile, but before he could answer the doorbell rang.

Killian sighed in relief as Emma said, "That'll be the rest of the family."

Emma opened the door to find Mary Margaret standing their wearing a full length dress of green velvet with tassels tied along the middle, and had a matching green velvet hat, she had grown her hair out long once more and looked rather lovely. Emma grinned, "Mom, you look great as Scarlett."

Killian asked, "Scarlett?"

Emma turned to him, "Scarlett O'Hara, she's a character from a famous book that was turned into an equally famous movie, it's called Gone With the Wind." Killian nodded as Dave came in wearing a dark suit with a grey vest and cravat, he had slicked his hair back and even grown a mustache. Emma beamed, "Dad, you look great as Rhett."

David said, "thanks Emma. You look adorable."

David's eyes drifted over to Killian, "Not too bad there pirate."

Killian shrugged, "Henry helped me decide."

Mary Margaret said, "You look very nice."

Before Killian could respond a pair of small voices shouted, "Trick or treat!"

Emma and Killian both laughed as Emma's two younger brothers, nine year old Neal and six year old Joseph came barreling into the apartment dressed as Ninja turtles, Neal was Leonardo and Joseph was Raphael. Emma said, "Hey guys, Happy Halloween, you two look great."

Neal, who had his father's hair color and eyes, but his mothers' face grinned at Emma from behind his mask, "Thanks Emmy."

Emma beamed at the nickname her younger brother had bestowed upon her because of the difficulties he often found in pronouncing her name. Joseph meanwhile spun his fake dagger like weapons and said, "We're ninja turtles!"

Emma nodded, "I can see that." Joseph was two and half years younger than his brother, he had been named after Mary Margaret's old nurse Joahnna, he had his mothers' dark hair, but inherited his grandmothers deep set brown eyes and his father's face. Mary Margaret looked around, "Where are your kids?"

Emma pointed upstairs, "Still getting ready, Henry is helping Penelope with the last pieces of her costume, and Dylan insisted on getting his shoes on by himself."

Mary Margaret asked, "Has Penelope told you who she's dressing as?"

Emma shook her head, "No. She insists she wants it to be a surprise."

Mary Margret looked upstairs curiously, Killian had a feeling he knew where her thoughts were going. Their seven year old daughter Penelope had told them weeks ago that she knew exactly what she wanted to be for Halloween that year, but she had refused to tell them what her choice had been, insisting on keeping it a secret. They had all tried to get her to tell them, but she had inherited the natural stubbornness of both her parents and refused to divulge her choice. Everyone was wondering what she may have picked.

Mary Margaret asked, "So you don't have any idea what she's up to?"

Killian said, "Not a clue. I suppose if we really pushed we could have discovered her choice, but we didn't want to ruin the event for her."

Before Killian could say anything else a high pitched voice came from the stair case behind them, "Nonnie! Pop-pop!"

David and Mary Margaret grinned as their five year old grandson Dylan came racing down the stairs dressed as a minion from Despicable me. Mary Margaret gushed, "Oh, Dillie, you look so cute."

Dylan pulled up his mask to reveal his round face and head of blonde curls, his blue eyes (just like his father's) sparkled as he grinned back, "Thanks, can we go trick or treating now?" Killian snorted, Dylan had been a little ball of energy from the moment he was born, like his father he wasn't the type to sit still for any given period of time. The little rascal was always up to something or other. Killian smiled at his youngest son, Dylan may have inherited much of his personality, but there was no doubt in Killian's mind that Dil had Liam's looks. Starring at his son Killian sometimes felt like he was looking at his brother once again, and instead of making him upset or saddened, it always brought Killian joy to have this living reminder that Liam was still with them in some way.

Emma shook her head as Dylan bounced up and down on the balls of his feet waiting to go out and said, "We have to wait for your brother and sister." Then she turned and called up the steps, "Henry! Penelope! Let's move it!"

A chorus of, "We're coming!" came down to them. They all stood there and a moment later Henry came plodding down the stairs dressed as Frodo from the lord of the rings. Emma laughed, "You look pretty good Kid."

Henry snorted at her, "Mom, I'm 22 now."

Emma shook her head at him, Henry was now a good foot taller than her, and the spitting image of his father. Emma said, "Yeah, but you'll always be my kid. So you're just going to have to live with it. Now where's your sister?"

Henry gave her a knowing smile, "She'll be done in a second."

Emma rolled her eyes, "Seriously, what is she doing up there? She's not like dressed up as Regina or something weird?"

Henry tilted his head from side to side, "She's not dressed as Mom, but she definitely made a.." Henry searched for the right word "Unique choice."

Henry had been the only one Penelope had allowed to help her with her costume, the two of them had been working on it for weeks. Henry being Henry had called it Operation Pumpkin, Emma and Killian had just shook their heads at this, before Emma could try to wheedle anymore information out of her oldest, a voice called from upstairs, "Everybody ready?!"

They all turned and Killian, "Aye lass, now get down here and let us see this big surprise of yours."

A moment later Penelope appeared at the top of the stairs and their jaws all dropped. Penelope was tall for an eight year old, she had her father's dark hair and her mother's green eyes. She had inherited Killian's nose and cheek bones and Emma's ears and chin. Penelope was the perfect mix of the two of them, but she was her father's daughter and a true pirate at heart, and apparently that was something she had felt the need to express today.

"really?" Emma asked as Snow burst out laughing as Charming groaned, whilst Killian just stood there gaping.

Dylan spoke first, "Penny, you look like Da."

And he was absolutely right, Emma still couldn't believe this, her oldest daughter had decided to dress up as her own father for Halloween. Penelope wore a long dark leather coat that went down to her knees and had a high collar, she had a black vest on over a black shirt and black pants, there was a plastic sword at her hip, and she had a necklace with a skull and crossbones pendant. Penelope wore one of her earrings (she'd had her ears pierced for her birthday this last year) and wore rings on her fingers. Penny had even had Henry help her put some kohl on her face and had gone so far as to put a fake hook on her left hand.

Penelope grinned proudly at them as she held out her arms and turned around so they could get the full effect, "what do you think?"

Emma wasn't sure if Killian was going to preen or faint, but a moment later her fears were eased when he burst out laughing, "You look fantastic darling." Killian opened his arms to her as she dashed down the stairs, with her long hair flying slightly behind her and gave Killian a hug, "My wee little pirate lassie, I couldn't be more proud."

Penelope pulled back and beamed at her father as he tussled her long black locks, "You look just the part my little sea star."

Penelope said, "thanks Da, Henry helped me out, but I wanted it to be a surprise."

Emma deadpanned, "Well, it certainly is."

Snow said, "You look very nice Penny."

Penelope turned to her grandma, "Thanks Nonnie." Then she turned back to her father, "Paige thought I should be Harry Potter for Halloween this year, but I didn't want to." Penelope shifted, "I mean, Harry Potter's cool and all, but I don't want to be like him." Penelope looked straight into Killian's eyes, "I wanna be a pirate like you Daddy."

Emma groaned as Killian starred down at their daughter like she'd hung the moon, Emma knew they were never going to hear the end of this one. The last thing Killian's ego needed was another pump of admiration. Killian bent down and kissed Penelope on the forehead, "Well of course you do my darling, the life of a pirate is always an adventure. And there's no one who can manage the seas better than a Jones. We can't very well just sit back and let the likes of Blackbeard have all the fun now can we?"

Penelope shook her head, "No sir."

Killian held out his hook to Penny and his good hand to Dylan, because Dylan was still so young he was more likely to accidentally hurt himself on the hook than his sister. As the two children grabbed hold of their father Killian said, "'Well then, mates, shall we be shoving off?"

Penny said, "Yeah, let's go."

While Dylan shouted, "CANDY!" at the top of his lungs, causing everyone else to wince.

Joseph and Neal quickly rushed to be the first out the door and Killian started to walk out with both their children, as they cleared the doorway the three of them broke out into song, "Yo, ho, yo ho, a pirates' a life for me."

Emma groaned as she buried her face in her hands, "he's never going to let this one go. I supposed I shouldn't be surprised, she is definitely her father's daughter. I am living with a crew of lunatic pirates."

Snow smiled knowingly at her daughter, "And you love every single minute of it."

Emma looked up and grinned back as she rested her hand over her stomach, "Yes, I do, and I can't wait to meet our newest little crew mate."

Snow shook her head as Charming groaned, turning to follow the kids out the door, "Well hopefully this one with be the fairy tale princess in the family."

Emma snorted, "With me and Captain Hook as her parents? Fat chance. Nope, I can tell we got another little pirate in here." Emma cradled her stomach saying, "After all, we gotta do everything we can to keep Grandma and Grandpa on their toes we wouldn't want them to get bored now would we?"

Charming said, "Life in this town is a lot of things, but boring is definitely not one of them."

As Emma flipped off the light and shut the door behind her, she shook her head, her parents were right, her life was a crazy, strange, hectic, mess. She was the daughter of Snow White and Prince Charming, and married to Captain Hook, and her eldest child was Rumplestiltkin's grandson, and she loved every single minute of it.

As they walked out to meet up with Regina and her family Emma couldn't help thinking that even though this wasn't the type of life she would have ever imagined for herself, now that she had it, she wouldn't want it any other way. This truly was her happy ending.

a/n well that's prob the last chap for this one any thoughts?