Happily Ever After

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This was it. Her wedding. How did this happen? Everything was moving so quickly! Not too quickly... she was happy with her decision to marry Killian, and the greatest part of it, was that they were able to be wed in the Enchanted Forest. This was where she had been born..this was her true home. She was able to have Henry here as well..she was glad that he was able to see the magical world. And now he would see his mother getting married to a former pirate. This would definitely be an interesting wedding. Her mother had gone to the absolute extremes with planning the event, and her father was absolutely beaming with pride that he'd get to walk his daughter down the aisle of their castle, as he always wanted. Of course he was still iffy on Hook - because, well, no one would be good enough for his daughter. 

There were no bride's maids.. there were no groomsmen.. there were just a few very close members of the family and friends. Snow, David, Henry, and a couple of others were there to witness the event, but she was sure that the whole Enchanted Forest would be there to celebrate at the reception. For now though, she was alone in her bedroom, at her insistence, while everyone else waited. She could hear Snow calling from outside as she held little Prince Neal in her arms, asking if she was ready. "I think so," Emma called back, trying to catch  her breath. Once she was ready, she walked of the room, where Snow cooed, and cried. Emma sighed and rolled her eyes, grinning just a little. "Save the waterworks for the ceremony.. I worked really hard on this make up thing and I really don't want it to run before I get to the alter." She mused with a smile. The two of them then walked to the main ballroom that was decorated with whites and blacks. It was a beautiful sight to behold. 

WEDDING DRESS!

[Killian Jones]

Till Death

DO US PART

Bloody hell. It was happening. It wasn't that he didn't want this, or didn't feel ready for this . . . he felt nervous. He was committing himself to Emma Swan today and while no one made him happier, he only hoped that he could give her a semblance of the happiness he found in her. They had ventured to the Enchanted Forest to get married in her family's castle. That alone was unfamiliar to the pirate. He had been given quarters and as the groom, was given basically everything a man marrying a princess would be given. Still, it felt so very uncomfortable at times. This was not his life but he knew it would soon be -- to a certain extent. If it were up to him, they would have had an extremely small ceremony with very few guests. But alas, it were her parents who wanted this and they were wary enough of Killian. He did not want to do anything to create tension. Besides, he was marrying Emma and that was all that mattered.

Right now, he was standing at the alter, fighting back his nerves from getting the better of him. Usually he would resort to rum to help calm himself, but not today. He turned his head, watching Henry as the ring bearer. The boy seemed alright with the idea of Killian being his . . . bloody hell. His step father. The more Killian thought over all these new relationships and the pressure involved, he felt himself choking. It didn't help that he was wearing an outfit that he never imagined he would be. It was the garment of a prince on his wedding day. He felt like a pansy, but again, it was upon the wishes of her parents, and he wanted to look the part of her husband today. For there were many watching. He had gotten enough lectures and threats from David about what would happen should he make his daughter unhappy, and Killian knew there were other who may not see favorably toward him. But again, none of that mattered. So long as Emma was happy, that was what was truly important.

He heard the music begin to play as he took a deep breath, and then exhaled. That's it Killian. Inhale . . . exhale, mate. It's going to be fine. It's going to be fine. It's going to be -- Killian's train of thought ceased when he turned his head and saw a vision begin to walk down the aisle. Emma Swan. She quite literally took his breath away and all he could do was stare at her, his mouth slightly parting in awe. Suddenly, all the nerves and anxiety completely vanished. So did all their surroundings, including the people. All he could focus on was her. Was how beautiful she looked -- though beautiful was an understatement. For there were no words to describe her right now. As cheesy as it would sound, he felt as if he was in some sort of dream. And that he would have a rude awakening where Emma had not agreed to be with him for the rest of their lives. But the closer she came to him, the less of a dream it was. This was real. She was real. And a strong sense of honor and pride filled his entire being. She chose him to be with. Out of all the men that had tried to win her heart, she trusted him with hers. It was enough to utterly overwhelm him as he just stared at her, his heart swelling with love, pride, and awe for the woman before him.

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Emma was ushered by Snow to the ballroom where she was left to stand next to David. After giving her mother and baby brother a hug, She watched Snow carry him inside to stand with the others who were in attendance which seemed to be...everyone. It was rather terrifying, really. She wasn't used to being in the spotlight, and today it was all about her and Killian.She looked up at David and gave him a small smile. "So..this is happening." She spoke with a quiet laugh. She was suddenly hugged by David, and squeezed incredibly tightly. "Dad...dad, it's okay," she lifted a hand and patted him on the back. Her expression softened and she closed her eyes, feeling them starting to sting. "You're gonna make me cry if you keep this up."  David had leaned back, and smiled, trying to push away tears of joy. 

"I can't help it," David said as he held her gently by the shoulders. "I was afraid, after the curse, that i'd never be able to walk you down the aisle. And now that I can.. here..at our home.. I'm just speechless. That being said.. let's get you married." He held out his arm, and Emma looked up at him with pride in her eyes. It wasn't only David who hadn't seen this coming. Never would she have thought that she'd have a father to walk down the aisle with. She took him by the arm, and the two of them walked in to the ballroom to the sounds of a string quartet playing a pretty song that she'd never actually heard. It wasn't the normal, corny 'here comes the bride' thing. It was something different..and magical. At first she was nervous. David must have felt her tense up, because when he looked to the side and saw that Emma was staring around at the crowd as though she were a deer in headlights, he lowered his head and whispered something to her that changed her demeanor completely. "Don't look at them," he said in that wise, father tone that he likely always hoped he could use, "Just look at him."

This must have been what he had done when he married her mother when he was nervous. Just looked at her. Because when she looked ahead of her at Killian who was watching her walk toward him with a look of sheer love on his face, everything changed. There might as well not have even been anyone else in the ballroom at that point. A smile curved on to her lips that she couldn't control. He made her smile so much that it made her cheeks almost ache. He filled her with light, and love, and it completely blindsided her. She wasn't looking for love, but it found her. Once they reached the alter, David kissed her cheek and then walked to sit with Snow, baby Neal, and the others. She nodded to the wedding officiator, and then she looked at the man who completely mattered.  The pirate thief who stole the heart of the princess...and there was a bit of a twinkle in her eye. "...Can we just skip to I do?" Emma asked. The response from the crowd, was laughter.  

[Killian Jones]

Till Death

DO US PART

He couldn't take his eyes off of her. She truly was the epitome of beauty and he felt mesmerized by it. All else escaped his mind as he focused only on her. How could he possibly focus on anything else or anyone else in the room right now. He felt the nerves ebb away and suddenly, nothing else mattered. Nothing but her, and the future together that they were going to solidify today. His eyes followed her every step as she gracefully made her way to him, standing before him. He took her hands in each of his and just gazed at her. He wanted to tell her how beautiful she looked -- though words would never be enough -- but also wanted it to be a private moment between them, and this was certainly not such a moment. He was unused to people just staring at him like this, and he supposed she too shared this unfamiliarity. It mattered not though. Because they were together, and this occasion marked the rest of their lives. The sound of laughter filled the room, as her words registered in his mind, causing an amused smile to spread on his own lips. He wanted to just skip to much later, where they could be alone and let the meaning of the day sink in. But alas, they had the ceremony and the reception, and he wanted this for Emma, for she had been deprived of it. She was a princess after all.

He found himself hardly paying attention to the man's words and just looked at her with soft affection. She encompassed his everything and today, she was agreeing to be his wife. The greatest honor he would ever have in the entirety of his life. When there was suddenly silence, he realized that it was because he was meant to say something, and it did not take long for him to understand what and it only took a second or do for him to answer. "I do." Of course he did. He loved her emphatically, and nothing would ever change that. He wanted to start their forever together. Perhaps even find their happy ending. No matter what came their way, what they encountered . . . they would be strong for they were together. Love had shown him that; shown him how strong a person could be. And Emma Swan, was his strength. He continued to watch her, never taking his gaze off of her, for he did not wish to miss a single moment today.

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Emma hadn't really been a wedding person. She didn't know enough people before all of the happenings in  Storybrooke, so she'd never even been to a wedding before. Of course, even Emma had thought when she was very young about how it would be when she got married, but she never played in to the whole princess getting married in a castle thing. It was honestly an exciting part of the occasion that she'd never thought of it because she was completely surprised by everything. It was magical.. that was the best way to describe everything about the wedding. Snow and her group of Princess Moms and whomever else helped her plan the wedding had done an outstanding job. Emma shouldn't have been surprised though..they'd planned their own weddings, and honestly? Snow had more than likely been planning Emma's since the day she realized that Emma was her daughter. She would have normally planned it for Emma's entire life, but there were those pesky 27 years where Snow had no memories of having a daughter. 

As she was standing at the alter, although she knew that there were many other people watching the two of them joining in marriage, it was only Emma and Killian as far as she was concerned. She could hear soft sobs coming from the crowd, and part of her kind of wondered if they were all the normal wedding cries, or if it was the hearts of hundreds of girls shattering because Captain Killian 'Hook' Jones was about to be officially off the market. She held Killian's hand, and hook, with both of her hands, and she found herself getting lost in his eyes. She imagined this was what being out on the open sea was like. Just aimlessly floating in a sea of endless blue - just like his eyes. The only thing that shook her out of her trance was Henry holding out a ring to put on Killian's finger, signaling that  it was now her turn to give herself to Killian.  It was time for her to accept the fact that she was about to be a pirate's wife. She was about to make him a Prince. "I do," She spoke with such confidence that it almost frightened her. She had never been so sure of anything in her entire life. As she slid the ring on his finger, and once her finger was also adorned with a ring..it was now over. It was binding, and Emma knew it was the best decision that she'd ever make. 

"I know pronounce you Husband and Wife. Princess Emma and Prince Killian Jones! You may kiss t--" 

The bride wasn't about to wait. She flung her arms around Killian's shoulders, and kissed him with a deep passion. Every ounce of love flowed in to that kiss. She realized that this was what her parents were talking about. This was true love. It absolutely had to be. 

[Killian Jones]

Till Death

DO US PART

In a word: perfection. This was utter perfection. She was utter perfection. How far they'd come and how hard they'd fought for this singular moment that symbolized the rest of their lives. Together. There would never be any doubt of that. She was his, just as he was hers. And that pride and honor in having her by his side, was never something that would subside or diminish. He lived for her and he couldn't have hoped for a better reason to do so. He gazed into her eyes, hardly pulling away even when the ring was presented to him. He however did take it, and slowly slid it on her slender finger. The words she spoke; two words that entailed so much. I do. She too was ready for this, which was not something he doubted for otherwise, she never would have accepted his proposal. But to hear those confirmed words meant the world to him, and he would never be able to thank her enough for giving him this eternal happiness. With the ring on his finger, he felt that he had been missing it all his life without even realizing how his hand had longed for this spot. Which was fairly fantastic, considering he now had both his hands.

The announcement came, pronouncing them husband and wife. Killian did not even think of how absurd it sounded to have the title 'Prince' in front of his name. He was too focused on her, as the anticipation came for the kiss that would formalize their bond. Yet the words remained unfinished, as Emma wrapped her arms around him, a gesture that he eagerly returned as both his hands went to either side of her waist, wrapping around them, and immediately returning the kiss. Equalizing it in passion and expression of the love her felt for her. With his eyes closed, he felt every other sense go into overdrive. Emma was his wife. And he was her husband. The words repeated over and over in his mind, feeling the sensation of her touch and knowing that they could now start their forever. Wishing he could prolong embrace -- but also knowing there would be plenty of time for that -- he slowly and reluctantly pulled away, leaving his lips close to hers so that he could hear the words he was about to say that were hardly a whisper. "I love you, Emma Swan." Words he could not say enough nor fully express for the emotion was too strong to ever be fully revealed. But, he could at least try. Starting by vocalizing it in this perfect moment.

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Of course the ballroom was filled with cheers and shouting and excitement.. but Emma heard nothing but those beautiful words 'I love you, Swan' coming from her new husband's lips. Husband.. that was something that would take some getting used to. "I love you too, Hook." She whispered grinning, and gently kissed his lips once more. They turned back to the crowd who were now shuffling around to get ready for the reception portion of the evening. Chairs were being taken out by the townsfolk of Storybrooke - who of course had to stop the happy couple to congratulate them before continuing to move things. And of course, Snow,David, and Henry had to congratulate them, as well. This went on for quite some time, but eventually everyone started to get distracted. 

"Before our first dance.. wanna get out of here for a few minutes? I have something I wanna show you. A wedding present." She smiled knowingly. When he agreed, she clutched his hand tighter, and with her free hand, she slightly lifted the bottom of her dress so the two of them could rush out of the ballroom. There were several people who actually knew about the wedding present, so no one tried stopping them when they shuffled out of the room. It wasn't too far of a walk from the castle to the docks. It was relatively close to the sea, so she made him close his eyes. If not, it would have been incredibly easy for him to see what she was trying to hide. "Not too much further, I promise." She grinned as she kept checking to  make sure he wasn't peeking. She had been so excited about the surprise that she'd found for Hook, that it was hard to keep it a secret. 

The two of them reached the docks, and now it was time for the reveal. "Okay.. you can look now..."  Once Hook opened his eyes, he would see in front of him, the Jolly Rodger. "You gave it up for me... and I tracked it down. It took a lot of magic, and a lot of time..but I found it."

[Killian Jones]

Till Death

DO US PART

Hearing her say she loved him . . . well, no sweeter words had ever fallen upon his ears. He knew that soon enough, they would have to meet and greet the others, even if he was completely content to just escape this entire ceremony. But he also knew that he could not do that to Emma, or her family. They had planned for this -- clearly planned quite a bit from the result -- and he didn't want to deprive Emma the chance of being a princess tonight, as she had been deprived of it most of her life. Yet, that mattered not. For she was still perfect in every aspect of the word. Congratulatory remarks ensued and Killian remained grateful, but also knew not to over talk. Besides those from Storybrooke, this crowd was rather unfamiliar to him. He could be polite for an evening . . . hopefully. He turned to look at her, his eyes filled with intrigue when she asked if he wanted to leave for a few moments. Bloody hell, yes he did!

It was the latter spoken words that distracted him from the excitement of leaving. A wedding present? He wanted to tell her that she did not have to get him anything, but he didn't want to waste an opportunity to make a temporary leave with her. He held her hand and they quickly made their exit. The fresh air outside allowed him to breathe a sigh of relief. Now, it was just the two of them . . . as he preferred. She then however instructed that he had to close his eyes, and he raised an eyebrow in curiosity. But alas, he complied. He allowed her to lead him to god knows where as they just walked. He was so tempted to look, but also didn't want to spoil this surprise for her as she seemed to be quite excited about it. "Being led, eyes closed, at the nightly hour, to a private location, with my wife . . . this is definitely one hell of a wedding present," he said grinning, clearly, his words holding a bit of a suggestive idea as to what they were doing. Of course he knew they weren't doing that, but he felt the need to joke about it regardless. He began to catch the scent of the sea, familiar with the smell as he spent most of his life on the open waters. But nothing prepared him for what sight awaited when he opened his eyes.

So when Emma permitted him to, he opened them and his eyes laid to rest on the second most beautiful sight he had ever lay witness to -- the first of course, being Emma Swan. The Jolly Roger. Killian stared in awe and disbelief, as he was numbed with shock over what he saw. Her words took a few additional moments to register and process in his mind for she spoke of how she had managed to track it down and found it. For him. He had given up the ship for her, to bring her home, and it was a decision he would do over again in a heart beat. But . . . here it was. His beloved possession. The second love of his life. She had brought it home to him . . . no, to them. "Swan . . . " He began to say but his voice trailed off as he was utterly speechless; truly at a loss of what to say. Everything he could think to say sounded so minimal compared to how he truly felt in his heart. The Jolly Roger, looking more beautiful than ever. He wanted to eagerly run aboard and was about to, when instead, he paused, and with a bit of a smile, turned toward her.

He then lifted her up into his arms, cradling her as he began to walk toward the ship, stepping on board. How wonderful it was to feel the familiar wood at the bottom of his feet. To behold the sight of his ship. "Welcome to the Jolly Roger Mrs. Jones," he said, purposely using a title that made her sound like his wife . . . which she was. The last time they were aboard, the circumstances were far from ideal. They had first sailed to find Henry, and then on the way back, he and Emma had been emotionally distant . . . because of everything else that had been happening. He knew he loved her but also knew that it was not the time nor place to explore those feelings. Not when she had just gotten her son back, and when Neal was there too. But now, this time, they could build better and happier memories. Ones he couldn't wait to get started. He stood in place, still held her in his arms, his eyes going from looking around his surroundings, before letting his eyes gaze upon her face once more. "I can not tell you what this means to me," he admitted, unable to find the words to express his gratitude. "Thank you." Was all that came out, and it sounded completely inadequate. He only hoped the sincerity that filled it was at least some indication of the true impact of how he felt upon seeing this gift she had given him.

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Killian didn't have to say anything. The sheer look on his face was exactly enough to make her heart go soaring. She knew how grateful he was by the look in his eye. When he said her name.. or at least her former last name, she could feel her eyes welling up with tears. "I take it you like your present.." She downplayed it purposely. She was just glad she could make him so happy. When he scooped her in to his arms, and carried her on to the ship, she laughed. "It's about time you can be back on this ship with good memories again." She was thinking along the same lines that he was. The last time they were together on the ship, it wasn't exactly a great experience. This time though, they were going to make happy memories. She was sure of it. The first happy memory? He called her Mrs. Jones... it was amazing how things changed in such a short time. She'd gone from being plain old Emma Swan, to being a Princess, and now she was a wife. 

"I thought that maybe this could be what we do for a honeymoon.. after the party, we can  just sail away. Just the two of us... and maybe a crew of a few people of course, if you'd like." She spoke with a grin. "Prince Kililan Jones.. what do you think of being a pirate prince, hmm?" She asked, that grin still clear on her lips. She was so completely enamored with Kilian. Nothing could have been better than this moment.. even though she knew that they eventually had to go back and celebrate their nuptials, it was nice to just have a moment to breathe where it was just the two of them, the Jolly Rodger, and the open sea. "I love you Killian." She'd already said it once, but it seemed to be something she just couldn't say enough. "Welcome to the beginning of your happy ending."

[Killian Jones]

Till Death

DO US PART

Did he like it? No. He absolutely loved it. And even that, was an understatement. But Emma knew him well; knew him better than anyone else did. She understood him and thus, hopefully understood just how much this meant to him. And all the more reason he loved her, she shared his thoughts of wanting to build happier memories aboard the ship. "I couldn't agree more," he told her, feeling overwhelmed with emotion and the sentiment of this gift. "Only it is not just I returning to this ship in the hopes of building good memories. It is us returning to the ship." Because they were united now. It was not just about him and her, but rather, about them together. As one. Her joys and sorrows were his, as his were hers. As if this moment couldn't be any more perfect, she suggested going on their honeymoon on the Jolly Roger; exploring the sea, and once again, the abundance of gratitude and affection for what she was doing for him, filled his heart and was evident on his expression as he just looked at her in awe and praise of how exceptionally wonderful she was.

Somehow managing to snap out of it, he responded to her question. "That depends," he began to say in a slightly playful voice, still not wanting to set her down. "What do you think of being a Pirate Princess?" He asked slightly teasingly. To hear himself referred to a Prince . . . was perhaps just as unfamiliar as it was for her to refer to herself as a pirate. But they were mixing their worlds though, even if he left the pirating world behind. To explore the open sea with the woman he loved, was a romantic notion he never thought possible . . . since Milah. But he had found Emma Swan, a woman he loved unlike any other. "You would truly do this, Swan?" He asked, still feeling so honored that she was suggesting doing something for their honeymoon that she knew he would especially like. "For it would be an honor, to sail aboard the Jolly Roger with you." It was an honor enough to be her husband. But this, this was so much more. She accepted him into her life, and he was well aware that the decision had not just been about her. It had also been about Henry, and Snow, and David, and baby Neal, all the others in her family. So now, he wanted to bring her into his world and show her a glimpse of life on the sea.

She then spoke the three words he would never tire of hearing, which caused his smile to soften as he gazed at her with pure affection and devotion. "And I love you," he told her, unable to say the words enough nor express them sufficiently through actions. "More than I can ever say," he added, vocalizing his thoughts. She spoke words of welcoming him to his happy ending, and he never thought it was possible. Regina had once said that villains don't get happy endings, and how wrong she was. For this was his, with Emma. He titled his head downward, meeting her lips in an affection and passionate kiss, still holding her in his arms while doing so. The passage of time would forever be against them, for he knew they had to return to the ball soon enough. So slowly and hesitantly, he pulled away, carefully setting her down on her feet and already missing the feeling of holding her. "I know we must return, but before we do . . . " He took a small step back and extended his hand to her. "Would you do me the honor of having this dance?" There was no music. No light apart from the moon that shone above them. But it mattered not. He wanted their first dance as husband and wife to be alone. To be about them, escaping the world and in a place that held meaning -- no offense to Snow and David. It was about Emma and him, and he wanted to share this intimate moment with just her, dancing aboard the deck of the Jolly Roger.

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Happy memories, Emma was sure, were few and far between on Killian's beloved ship. Of course he had the times with Milah, but even those didn't end happily obviously. Now was the perfect chance for a fresh start. She could only imagine how elated Killian must have felt to be on his ship again. It was much like - she thought - how she felt when she was reunited with Henry. She smiled warmly when Killian spoke of how this was -them- returning to the ship. He used the term 'Us' and it was perfect. They were an 'us' now and they always would be. 

He asked how it felt for her to be a pirate princess, and she laughed. "Well, a lot like it feels to be a princess. Kinda crazy," she mused "But honestly, considering my past? Pirate princess makes a lot more sense than normal princess, doesn't it?" Trouble with the law.. Theft.. the tough girl attitude that seemed to follow her around even sometimes still to this day. Yep..sounded like she'd fit in quite well as a pirate princess. It didn't  mean that she'd have to go back to a life of crime - she was on the good side of the law now, and she wasn't about to change that - but she could definitely see herself in that position. "Pirate princess kinda has a nice ring to it." She mused with a small wink. 

In response to his question, of if she'd truly do this.. to sail away with him for a honeymoon, she nodded. "I would.. in fact, I already took the liberties of speaking to  Regina. Obviously she's happy looking out for the kid while we're gone. It'd be an honor to sail under the flag of Captain Killian Jones.. my husband." She held his hands and squeezed them both gently. "For however long we want to. The world is ours now, Killian.. The enchanted forest, The world without magic.. anywhere you want to go." She was filled with pride. It had finally happened.. they were married, and in a few short hours, they'd be sailing out on the open sea. The pirate and his princess bride. 

He told her that he loved her in return, and it made her stomach flutter. Of course the two of them had just gotten married so obviously they were in love..but there was  just something about the way he said it that always made her melt, since the first time he heard her mutter the words to her, sending her walls crumbling down without resistance. He had lowered his lips to her's, and embraced her while they shared a passionate kiss. Luckily he was holding her, because at this moment, she would have likely swooned. Everything was just so perfect...the night air, the full  moon, her handsome husband..  it was all..Magical. That was the only thing she could think of. When he eased out of the kiss, he asked her to dance.. and it nearly made her heart leap from her chest. This was the most beautiful location for their first dance as husband and wife. 

"It would be my honor," she curtsied to him, and took him by the hand, remembering the first time they had danced like this together in the Enchanted Forest. It was during the time that she was just starting to realize that she had fallen for him...even though she was trying to hide it. But now.. they didn't have to hide anything. Now, she was free to let her emotions and feelings for him fly. She placed a hand on his shoulder while holding his other hand, and she began to dance with him. There didn't need to be music.. all they needed was the crashing of the waves against the shore.

[Killian Jones]

Till Death

DO US PART

She spoke of how crazy it was to be a princess, and that certainly made sense. She was not raised as such, even though she held the natural grace and poise of one. Instead, she compared herself more to a pirate, stating that a pirate princess made more sense than just an ordinary princess. "I always said you would make one hell of a pirate," he told her, smiling. Words that he had said to her early on when they first met. He liked that about her. She was strong, opinionated, fought for what she believed in . . . she was far from helpless and her strength and courage were just a couple of the many qualities he loved about her. "Pirate Princess Swan it is then," he said, putting together all the terms, inclusive of her last name.

She then answered his question to make sure that this was something she wanted. She had already spoken to Regina, and spoke of how it would be an honor to sail under his flag. "Not nearly as much of an honor as it is for me to sail with my wife," he told her honestly. Wife. It was such an unfamiliar word to say, but that was mainly because it still felt too good to be true. She was his wife. And he was her husband. It would take time to get used to that and not constantly fear that he was going awake from this wonderful dream. He still couldn't believe that she had done this for him. She had found his ship, returned it to him, and now suggested -- and even planned -- for their honeymoon to be aboard it.

He lightly squeezed her hand, feeling the anticipation and excitement grow over the soon to be journey they would embark on. "Then we shall set sail, and I will show you the life that I once led. Only this time, it will be better with you by my side." He would not be as . . . pirate like as he had once been. But he would show her the open sea, he would familiarize her with every inch of his ship and more importantly . . . he would be able to spend time with her and explore the first days of being married, away from everyone else. She then accepted his offer to dance and he gave a slight bow as one hand went to hold hers and the other went to her waist. He remembered quite perfectly the first time they danced; it was in the ballroom when they had gone back to the past. She had been a natural, despite the fact that she was not brought up in this world.

It showed that her royalty was naturally ingrained in her. As they moved to the non existent music, Killian's eyes remained locked onto hers, wondering how it was possible for her to grow more beautiful each time he looked at her. "You truly look like a Princess, Swan," he commented. Her dress, the way she moved . . . everything about her. "Have I told you how positively ravishing you look tonight?" He said with a slight smiling, knowing that he hadn't for he'd not had the chance. Something he would make up for now. Though mere words would always be insufficient. For there was no accurate word to describe her full beauty.

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Emma remembered when he called her on the fact that she would have made a good pirate. It brought back memories of when they had first met. No one, she was sure, would have seen this day coming..the day when she and Hook would be married. It was definitely a fairy tale twist. "First night as a married couple and I already have to admit you were right about something. Such a tragedy." She teased, grinning. "Princess Pirate Swan.. I like it. ...Hey, did you ever think that was weird? The Swan Princess? ...It sounds familiar to me somehow.." She drifted off in to a thought for a moment, but then shook her head, and came back to the present. "Really, though. I can't wait to be out on the open sea with you, Killian." She smiled warmly. 

"It's a deal. And then, when we get back.. maybe we can both have a chance at living the life here in the enchanted forest that I never had an opportunity to live. Or.. then again.. maybe we'll just stay out here for good." She grinned. "I may look like a princess...but i'm not sure if I can pull it off." She shrugged lightly. "Doesn't matter, though. What matters is that wherever we are.. we're together. ..I can't believe I just said something that cheesey. I think this tiara is cutting off my brain somehow.." She laughed. He told her how ravishing she looked, and she looked up in to his eyes, feeling that familiar flutter in her stomach that he usually gave her. "And you look so, incredibly handsome." He cleaned up  oh, so nicely.

As the two of them danced to the non existent music, that was really the song of the sea and the night in general, she rested her head gently against his chest, closing her eyes. "I hope I don't wake up if this is some sort of really amazing dream." Emma, for a long time, didn't believe she'd ever have a happy ending. She had too many troubles in her life to be able to believe it. But here she was.. with her husband. And she couldn't be happier..

[Killian Jones]

Till Death

DO US PART

She teased him about how it was their first night as a married couple -- a term that he still smiled every time they were referred to as such -- and that it was a tragedy that he was right. "A tragedy?" He repeated in mock offense. "Come now, Swan. You'll find that I am right about a few things," he said, with a playful arrogance in his tone. "I told you I would not stop fighting for you; that I wouldn't give up. And here we are now, dancing on our wedding night." He had to be a little cocky about that, though truthfully, it was more honor that filled him when thinking that she had chosen him to be her husband -- which was a constant, unceasing feeling.

She then spoke of how she liked the name Princess Pirate Swan, and seemed to become pensive as she reflected on the familiarity of it. "Does it?" He asked, intrigued by the unexplained familiarity. Usually when that happened, it meant something. "How so?" He asked, curious to find out more; to see if this was their next adventure. He could not stop smiling. Not since the moment he saw her in her wedding dress, to when they were married, to when she revealed her gift for him, to now as they danced under the moonlight. This was a perfect night as he could not even imagine having had a better wedding than this one. "Nor I," he said in a low, but strongly sincere voice. To sail the open sea with her was an opportunity he never thought he would have. It was different, sailing on a mission with a number of other people -- including her parents and son. But this time, it would be just them, enjoying the perks that marriage offered them.

She suggested that once they returned, they could try a life here . . . in this realm. And the suggestion caused him to slightly raise an eyebrow though he continued to smile, intrigued by this idea. "You really think you could live here?" He asked, aware that she could do just about anything and everything; she was an incredibly strong woman. "Survive without your talking phones, picture boxes, and moving cars?" Strange devices they were. That too would take some getting used to. "I have no doubts in your capabilities of being a princess. But is that the life you truly want?" He knew she would be able to do it; but it was more about if that was what she wanted her life to be, or if she preferred to be in her world, where she was used to everything. "I would follow you to the ends of the earth. So wherever you choose to live, I will be happy, so long as I am with you." His words mimicked her for she too said that them being together was the most important thing . . . and then seemed to realize how cheesy that sounded.

"It doesn't sound remotely cheesy to me. It took me long enough to get you to speak like that," he teased. She often had her guard up and wouldn't admit her feelings . . . yet now, that was no longer an issue. He merely wanted to encourage her to speak what was in her mind and heart, and not refrain from expressing her emotions verbally. Her compliment of how he looked caused his smile to turn into a slightly more arrogant one. "I know," he cockily agreed. Even though he felt rather, out of his comfort zone in his current attire . . . he was willing to do it for her. To look like a proper husband for her. "Though I must admit, I can not wait to rid myself of this style of clothing." He paused for a moment, a playful smile on his lips. "Something that you could perhaps assist me with at a later time," he said, clear suggestiveness in his voice as he teased with the idea of what happened on two people's wedding night.

When she rested her head against his chest, he closed his eyes for a moment, soaking in every single thing about this moment. How she felt. How she moved. Her beautiful scent. He lowered his head, his lips resting on the top of her head in a lingering kiss. He knew the feeling of this seeming like a dream for it was too good to be true. Hell, he was even still expecting some crisis to overshadow the happiness and celebrations of this joyous occasion. But thus far, they had been quite lucky. "If this is indeed a dream, then I am content to remain in this slumber for the rest of my days." So long as it meant he was with her.

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"Well," she started, sighing a little for dramatic emphasis. "If you're right, then usually it means that i'm wrong unless i'm agreeing with you..and you know how hard it is for me to admit i'm wrong. So see? Tragedy." She grinned. "But you're right.. you fought for me. The entire time. I thought, for quite awhile, that you'd give up. And here we are." She repeated him, as she looked lovingly in to his eyes. "You refused to let me shut you out..and for that, i'm so grateful, Killian. Thank you." If it was up to her, they would sail away right then and there..but she knew that if she did that, there would be hell to pay. Her parents likely wanted more time with her for her wedding reception. This was a day they thought they'd never see, and to leave now would be a little too selfish. 

The tale of the Swan Princess. Where had she heard that before? "There was a story.. about a princess who was turned in to a swan by a sorcerer, and she could only turn in to a human at night, and only if she was sitting on the lake in the moonlight. It was a pretty tragic story if I remember right. Well..debating on who told it. Of course the animated version had a happy ending, but the ballet that it's based off of..well.. everyone kinda died." She pursed her lips, and then shook her head. "Anyway, I don't know.. Maybe it's worth some investigating. Real stories tend to get twisted along the way." She gave him a knowing grin. Oh,  he knew far too well what that meant, she was sure.. Their first real date together, he got to see the Captain Hook that she grew up knowing.. so that was proof at how stories got twisted. 

Killian asked her an important question: Could she really live there. He listed off things she'd be missing, and she sighed. "Okay, first of all - again - it's just Phone. You don't have to say talking first. Secondly, until I got to Storybrooke, I never even had cable tv unless I was stealing it from someone else." Not like he'd know what that was.. but.. "And I do love my car... ..I would miss my car.. But this is where my family wants to be. Henry loves it here.. no surprise there. But this is where they're all happy. How do I take that away from them? Maybe there's a way to have it both ways..but for now, all I wanna think about doing is setting sail with you and.. who knows. Maybe we'll find a completely new world." She gave him a small smile. "Nothing is impossible here, is it?" 

He had a point. It did take him a lot of work to make Emma finally talk like she was a love lorn girl instead of a cynical bitter woman. Instead of answer she simply smiled at him. A smile that someone who's absolutely in love gives to the object of their affection. And of course, that arrogance that she somehow loved so much shone through when she gave him a compliment. "Of course you do." She retorted with a grin. 

When he commented on getting out of the clothing, she knew where it was headed. "I'd be more than happy to help you out with that. As long as you help me out with  mine.. I swear, this dress weighs more than I do. Good luck getting me out of it, by the way. I'm pretty sure i'm wearing six or seven layers of this thing." She said teasingly as she pawed a little at the skirt of her dress. Actually, it was surprisingly comfortable...better than what she would have thought. And there weren't many layers at all.. it was merely a scare tactic. 

The two of them danced on the ship and it was purely magical. Absolutely perfection. According to Killian, he didn't want to wake up either. He wanted to continue dreaming with her, if this was what it was. He said he'd follow her to the ends of the earth..and she'd do the same for him. "How long do you think we'll be able to get away with this before we're busted?" She asked with a smile.