Happily Ever After

[Killian Jones]

Till Death

DO US PART

She teased about how it was indeed a tragedy for him to be right, for it meant that she was wrong. And he continued to smile at the teasing. "A tragedy for you. A victory for me," he teased right back. He was of course joking. He didn't perceive it like that at all, but he was enjoying engaging in this playful banter with her. It was so wonderful to be able to do so, and not worry about an evil threat or looming curse. What a rarity this was. She then expressed her gratitude for him having fought for her. She never needed to thank him or feel grateful for that. In fact, it was he who was grateful for her allowing herself to fall in love with him. For he knew it was not easy; he knew none of this was easy for her. But they were married now, and instead of dwelling on past fears, they were able to embrace their happiness in their future.

"You were more than worth it, Swan," he told her truthfully, softly smiling at her. "Besides, I am quite persistent," he added, his words holding rather true considering his determination when it came to certain things. "But in all honesty, I knew I would never love another. And I never stopped hoping that we would have a future together. Not even when you lost your memory of us." When she had moved to the city with Henry. That year had been torturous, but he had let himself dangerously continue to hope that somehow . . . they could be together. Even when Neal was there, he had hoped. And it had all paid off, for she was now with him. "You never need thank me for that," he whispered, speaking aloud his earlier thoughts.

She then went on to explain the story of a cursed princess, and he found it rather interesting. She mentioned the animated version and Killian had his reservations about ever watching another animated version of anything -- considering how they had massacred his own image in that god awful version of Peter Pan. "Well, I have spent many a night with you, Swan. And you certainly don't have to worry about being cursed like this princess. I won't let it happen," he told her confidently. He would do all he could to protect her. And he was not the only one. She had a large circle of loved ones that would give their lives for hers in an instant. He was no exception to this.

She then corrected him about the various objects in her world; clarifying that it was not a talking phone, but rather, just a phone. Her father had once made the correction as well. He still didn't like using it. Perhaps he just had to grow accustomed to it for many seemed to heavily rely on this device in her world. Now cable . . . he hadn't a clue what that was. But he liked the part about stealing. "Ah, further proof that you would make an excellent pirate," he commented with a proud smile. She admitted that she would miss her car, however this was where her family wanted to be and they were all happy there. "But where do you want to live, Swan?" He asked her. "You have spent so much time placing the happiness of your family before your own. It is now my duty as your husband to ensure that you find your own happiness; to consider what you want, rather than what others want of you." He would live with her here, or there. It didn't matter. His home was where she was.

"We will definitely find something," he assured her. He had ventured to Wonderland, Neverland, and so many other kingdoms . . . there had to be an answer to having easy access to both worlds, and he was determined to find it, for her. "We will concern ourselves with that when the time comes. Tonight, let us just enjoy our wedding and think of nothing else apart from the anticipation of starting a life together." For he agreed with her: all he wanted to think about was setting sail with her and exploring the world, together. She the spoke of how nothing was impossible here, and he smiled. "Not at all," he told her. Anything, everything was possible.

She then went on to say that she would be happy to assist him, if he did the same for her. Killian had absolutely no problem with that. He was eager to rid her of this dress and enjoy what was underneath. Though she wished him lucking getting her out of it and then spoke of how there were multiple layers of it. Killian made a face at this revelation. "Bloody hell, Swan!" Now that just wasn't fair for her to be clad in so many layers when he knew that by the time they retired from the celebrations . . . he would just want to be with her in all the ways two people who loved each other were. "How attached are you to this garment?" He asked, or well, garments he should say. "Because, I still have my hook . . . " He suggested, which meant he would be able to easily rip all the bindings from the back with one swift motion. He hadn't been planning on doing that, but hearing that she had so many layers on . . . well, he was only so patient.

Her next question caused him to pause and think, growing increasingly aware that they could not spend the remainder of the evening like this, no matter how much he wanted to. The ball was for her; her mother had planned all this for her, and he knew it would be selfish of him to keep her to himself for the remainder of the evening and night. "Considering your protective parents and their tendency to worry, I would say not much longer." Unfortunately. "Besides, I don't think your father would be very happy if I deprived him of your father and daughter dance," Killian added a bit jokingly. Though even still, he wasn't going to do anything to cause tension between him and the others in Emma's life.

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Honestly? She didn't mind secretly when he was right. Mostly because between the two of them, he was more of an optimist. Or, maybe it was because he was in fact just that persistent. Either way..his victories were her victories. "Yeah, yeah.." she jested with a small smile. He admitted that he knew he'd never love another. She knew that she wouldn't, either. Not again. There was something that she had with Hook that she never quite felt with anyone else. None of the men who she'd had feelings for. The closest she'd ever gotten was Neal, but she believed that was mostly because he was the father of her child. "I'm glad you were persistent.." He told her not to thank him for it, but instead, she just smiled more. "Are you sure about that? I can be really grateful when I wanna be." She winked, teasing. 

She couldn't shake how familiar the Swan Princess story sounded..but maybe it was because she'd watched it too much in the foster homes she had been in, and just didn't remember. Like some sort of subliminal message. "I believe you," She mused. "I'm not really worried about curses anymore. We've got the one thing that can break them." True love's kiss. Something else that Emma never thought she'd have. Of course it took her an incredibly long time to even believe in such a thing..but now she actually had it. Who needed to worry about a curse? Besides..she was the savior...right?

There were a lot of questions that needed to be answered. Where would they live? What would they do? Would they stay in the world without magic? The Enchanted forest? Somewhere else? They were questions that needed answers soon, but Emma wanted to be selfish again, and she didn't want to think about it now. "Why don't we decide that later, Hook? For right now.. let's just do what you said. Just cross that bridge when we come to it..and enjoy ourselves tonight." She really didn't care where they went.. as long as she was with him. But a choice had to be made at some point..she just thought that now wasn't the time that it needed done. 

Although, poor Killian. He couldn't enjoy himself now thinking that there were several layers of clothing that he had to get through in order to reach the body of his beloved bride later that evening! She could have revealed that she didn't have that many articles of clothing on, but this was far too much fun. He'd find out later. "Well, you know, women are supposed to keep their wedding dresses but i'm pretty sure I could make an exception." She grinned wickedly. Who wouldn't want that hook tearing apart their clothes?! She didn't let on though that it wasn't necessary. 

Ah yes..her protective parents. They'd likely have someone go to fetch Emma and Hook soon enough. "A father daughter dance.." It made her stomach clench a little. It was hard enough for her not to shed tears when her father was walking her down the aisle, let alone him having a dance with her. "I um.." she cleared her throat, and lifted a hand to wipe a tear from her cheek. "I'm actually kind of looking forward to that dance myself." She sighed, and looked up in to his eyes once more. "You're the reason I get to have all of this, you know. If it wasn't for you, i'd probably still be a bitter old maid." She laughed quietly. 

[Killian Jones]

Till Death

DO US PART

She expressed that she was glad he had been persistent. And then questioned if he was certain that she didn't have to be grateful, for she could be when she wanted it to. And it was the implications in her words that caused Killian to pause in thought, as his mind went to . . . well, where it often went to. "On the other hand, if you wish to express your gratitude, far be it from me to discourage you from doing so," he quickly corrected, smiling as he returned the suggestive remarks.

She went on to say that she believed him, and that they need not worry about curses any more for they had the power to break them: true love's kiss. He had never thought he would need it to break any curse, but he was also so grateful that he did. He loved Emma, and he knew with her, it was certainly true love. He continued to smile as he thought on it. "Let's hope that should we ever need it, it will work more successfully than the first time I attempted to break a curse with true love's kiss." Which had been when she was in New York. The circumstances had been entirely different then, but still. He had been desperate in trying to get her to remember him . . . and everyone else of course.

She agreed in that they should leave all the decisions to when they needed to make them, and just focus on the now. The present. The two of them. "Then it's settled. We think of nothing else but what today symbolizes." For them, and for their future together. She then answered his question by saying that women are supposed to keep their wedding dresses, but that she could make an exception for him. "Good," he answered, slightly relieved that he would have something sharp to assist him. "Besides, it is your fault for being so utterly desirable," he said smiling, deflecting blame from himself and placing it onto her. Though, his words weren't without truth. She was desirable in her beauty, in her strength, her heart, her soul . . . everything about her took his breath away.

She then reacted to his reminder of the father daughter dance that would soon come, and he could see the emotion in her face, the tear in her eye. He raised his own hand to gently wipe her cheek from any stain of a tear, even if they were ones of joy. It was a sign that he did have to take her back, for he would not deprive her of something that clearly meant a great deal to her. He smiled softly at her, letting his hand rest on her cheek as she went on to tell him that he was the reason all of this was possible. "I don't believe you were ever fated for bitterness or being an old maid," he told her truthfully. Her destiny was far greater than that. He was just honored to be a part of it. "It is an honor, Swan, to be a part of your future," he said, speaking aloud his thoughts. Besides, without her, he knew he would never have found love again. And for that, he was eternally grateful.

"As much as I am enjoying our first dance, I should take you back." Because he wanted her to celebrate with her family, as it was clearly something she wanted. "Besides, your mother brought one of those picture makers from your world, and she seemed rather enthusiastic in her use of it. I imagine she would want to take advantage of how beautiful her daughter looks." What were they called again, cameras or something like that? His words were said to lighten the mood, but also to motivate even himself to pull away from this perfect moment . . . and take her back to her family's home.

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When Killian spoke of how he wouldn't stop her from expressing her gratitude, she grinned. "Didn't think you'd have a problem with it once you really thought it over.." she teased. The truth was, if it wasn't for the fact that they had to get back to the ball, she would have ran with him to the captain's quarters and christened the Jolly Roger. However... since they had to be back, she decided to behave herself, for now.

"Don't worry. If we ever need to break another curse, I'm sure your kiss will be enough.. assuming we don't run in to another Zelena." That woman.. well, she didn't need to be spoken about anymore as far as Emma was concerned on their wedding day. "The point is.. i'm not afraid of a curse. I've been through enough already that I feel like a curse veteran." Some would say she was being cocky..but really she was being truthful. She was happy when he agreed with her to not worry about where they'd be living, or what they'd be doing after the honeymoon. Instead, they would just live in the moment. "That's right, Hook.. Don't think.. feel." It was something he had told her when she would go a little out of control. And..well, it always seemed to work for her.

The prospect of Killian tearing off her dress with his hook was too much to bear. She wanted pretty desperately to blow off the rest of the party, but she'd likely be chased with a cake knife if she did something like that. And also, the idea that there could have been a world where they weren't together, and married, was one she didn't even want to think about. "Well, luckily for me, we'll never know. I've got myself a dashing pirate to spend the rest of my life with. And i'm honored to be part of yours." It was weird to be saying such things. She meant every single one of them, it was just the fact that she'd never talked to anyone she'd ever been with like this before. It just came naturally with Killian.

Killian had explained why he should take her inside, and what followed, was another small laugh. "It's just called a camera, Hook. The picture maker.. Camera." She grinned. "But okay..we'll go back in. Just one thing first... one more kiss." With that, she stood on her tip toes, and rested both hands on the back of Killian's neck as she captured his lips with a deep, loving, passionate kiss.

[Killian Jones]

Till Death

DO US PART

He smiled when she told him that she didn't think he'd have a problem once he thought it through. "Aye," he agreed. "Gratitude for prompting me to think along those lines," he teased with genuine gratitude as he lightly tapped her chin with his finger before repositioning it to her side so that they could continue this wonderful dance. She then told him that should they ever need to break another curse, it would be enough -- granted Zelena was no longer in the picture. How he despised her for having manipulated him in such a way. He was well aware that he and Emma had not been together at the time, but the thought that she had forced him to be in such a position . . . well, Killian would spend the rest of his life never letting his lips touch hers if it meant she could keep her magic. He would never betray her like that. And yet ironically, she had sacrificed her magic to save his life. He hated Zelena for putting Emma in that position, but alas, the threat of her was over and now could now look toward a brighter future with one less evil in it.

"It better be enough. It's all I have," he said jokingly, continuing his attempt to keep the mood light so that they did not dwell too much in the darkness of their past. "That you have, Swan. Let's hope you never have to be in the position to break one again, but if that is the case, then you are never alone. Especially not now." Whatever curse ensued, he would be right there with her, fighting it alongside her to the best of his ability. Anything to keep her safe. She then spoke words that sounded rather familiar and it brought a smirk to his face. "Now I wonder which incredibly wise and devilishly handsome man said those words to you," he teased, fully aware of where they had come from. It was the circumstance in which he had said them that rested more in his memory as one of their happier moments together. For it was the first time they had made love, and what an incredible night it had been. "If I recall correctly, you followed them quite diligently." For she had caused the lights to flicker, and well . . . clearly, the night was not forgotten by either of them.

She said she would never have to find out if she spent the rest of her life in bitterness and alone. He had no intention of ever leaving her, and was rather looking forward to spending the rest of their days together, as a strong, united couple. "And I've got myself a beautiful Pirate Princess to spend the rest of my life with," he said, returning the sentiment. She then seemed amused by how he referred to one of those things, and corrected the term, saying it was called a camera. He made a bit of a face at the word. "What a strange sounding word." Phone. Camera. Car. Fries. All these weird sounding things from her world without magic. "I suppose I have quite a bit to learn when it comes to such devices," he said thinking aloud. But he would learn it. He had after all figured out how to fire a gun rather soon after being there -- even though he had shot Belle with it.

She agreed in that they should return, but stalled for one more thing that she spoke before acting on. Killian immediately reacted, wrapping one hand around her waist while the other went to her cheek. He closed his eyes, allowing himself to drown in the euphoria that her embrace often left him in a state of. He deepened the kiss, allowing himself to express all the affection and love he felt for her as his lips moved against hers. She was so perfect in every single way, and he often wondered how he had survived prior to falling in love with her. With all she gave him now, he realized what an empty life he had been living. She fulfilled him; she completed him; she . . . was his everything.

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If the suggestive banter would have continued any longer between the two of them, it would be hard pressed to get Emma to actually allow him to take her back to their ball.. so she decided to quickly get off topic, and she didn't make it subtle. "If we keep it up, we're  never going to get back to that ball," she mused with a small laugh. "I'm not sure  how long I can keep myself restrained." 

He told her that true love's kiss was all he had.. that's all she needed, really. Of course she would have felt silly saying that...but he knew. "I've honestly never felt more safe. ...don't repeat that to anyone, got it?" She teased. "Seriously though.. everyone's got someone. Even the kid's got Regina." She sighed. "There was a time when I had absolutely nothing.. no one. And then this whole new world came down on me..and because of all that craziness, I met you." She was getting all sentimental and gushy, but she felt okay with it. This was a safe place. She could be girly and not have anyone aside from Hook hearing her. 

She shook her head slowly, laughing when he asked what devilishly handsome man told her to feel, and not think. "Oh, he certainly was handsome. Clever, too. I can't remember his name but we had one hell of a night." She teased, grinning proudly. She looked back on that night for a moment, remembering those poor flickering lights that eventually just went out all together. "And what can I say? I take good advice when it's given." she gave him a playful wink.

As happy to be his pirate princess as she was, she still had to laugh when he started muttering about how strange of a word Camera was. All of the words were strange from her land.. then again..all of the -objects- themselves were strange to him.. but he was willing to get to know everything about the world without magic. Just like she was willing to know everything about sailing. "Don't worry yourself about them. After all..we still have time to decide whether or not you're going to have to learn them all. No need to study right now.. we have an amazing night ahead of us.. and many, many more after that." 

The two of them were both silenced by the kiss that they shared. It was one of those kisses that made Emma's foot lift slightly from the ground. Oh, how tempting it was to just stay on the Jolly Roger all night.. but alas.. the kiss had to end at some point..and they had to go make an appearance. They were the guests of honor after all. "We had better go inside before those ice sculptures of the swan and the hook that Elsa made melts," she whispered with a grin against his lips before she took him by the hand and started to walk off of the ship and back to the party.  

[Killian Jones]

Till Death

DO US PART

He couldn't help but smile when she spoke of how they would never get back to the ball if he kept this up; and that she wasn't sure how long she could keep herself restrained. Oh, what an absolutely intriguing and tempting thought to explore. But he also knew it was not fair to her nor all her family and friends who awaited her at the ball. It may go noticed if she returned to the event with ruffled hair, a potentially partially ripped dress, and flushed cheeks.

"That makes two of us," he said in a low, harsh whisper, making his desire for her rather evident. He almost wanted to suggest that they quickly detour to his captain's quarters in the ship, but also reminded himself that tonight, he couldn't be selfish. Well, not more selfish than he already proved himself to be right now. "Just don't tire yourself too much at the ball, Swan," he said in a playfully warning voice. "I'll need you in good form for the entire night," he added, in the same playfully teasing voice. It was their first night as a married couple and he planned to put it to good use by fully celebrating it, with just the two of them.

She told him that she had never felt more safe, and the words filled him with a strong sense of pride and honor, and this time, it wasn't quite in an arrogant or cocky kind of way. It was more the honor of being the man she fell in love her, or allowed herself to love rather. To know that she felt safe now after he was fully aware of how unsafe she had felt for so long. Her job as the savior was not an easy one, and since he had fallen in love with her, he had wanted her to know that she did not bare this burden alone. He was here to share the load. "I wouldn't dream of it," he said innocently. "But I am quite happy to hear that you feel that way. You deserve to feel safe, for you are far from alone." Not just in regards to him, but with her other family as well. Though, he knew it was different when you were with the person you loved, compared to finding comfort and safety in your family of blood.

"This is the world you were meant for," he told her. He wasn't talking about the physical location, but rather, the exposure to this world of magic that entailed the existence of fairy tales. "And you are who I was meant for," he added smiling, having no doubt about that. "I will do all I can to ensure you never experience those feelings of loneliness ever again." He would be with her from the moment she closed her eyes at night, to when she opened them in the morning, and as much time in between as he could get with her.

She then spoke of how he had been handsome and clever, but could not remember his name -- even though they had such an incredible night. "Really?" He asked with curious disbelief, playing along with her words. "You don't remember his name, despite how many times you cried it out that night?" He said teasingly, a reminder of the pleasure and passion they had both experienced that night. She then stated that his advice was indeed good, one that she followed. "Well I for one am rather glad that you did," he said. Otherwise . . . well, who knows what they would have deprived themselves of that night. On the subject of bizarre names of things from her world, she assured him that he need not worry about learning them, since they still didn't know where they would be living. But rather, to just focus on the now as they had an incredible night that had only just begun with this dance.

"Quite right, Swan," he agreed. "Besides, it will be far more important that I teach you terms regarding sailing as it will be more relevant in the rather near future." For it was where they would be spending their honeymoon for the most part, and he planned to make her an expert by the end of it. After all, she had regained possession of his ship, and this was not going to be the last time he went sailing. When the kiss came to its regrettable but inevitable end, Hook's eyes remained on her lips, as his expression was that of soft longing; a gentle gaze, reserved only for her as no one else made him feel this way.

"Aye," he whispered, knowing she was right. It was a good thing she started leading him off the ship for he lacked the strength of doing so -- even in his attempt of not being selfish by claiming all of her attentions. As they walked off the Jolly Roger, Killian looked at it once more before he put all his attentions on Emma, as they walked back toward the castle. "This truly is the most wonderful gift I have ever received," he told her, unable to thank her enough for what she had given him. It wasn't just a ship; it meant far more to him than that. It also symbolized her acceptance of who he was; a man who enjoyed to travel the seas, and she was allowing him to embrace that part of him. It meant the absolute world to him.

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The happy couple walked back in to the castle, and it seemed that everyone was trying to whisk away the bride. Emma looked so beautiful! She couldn't be happier about these nuptials. The two of them seemed made for each other! Not to mention two people who she cared about were starting the beginning of their happy ending. It was incredibly exciting for Tink who absolutely loved it when people got everything that they longed for - especially true love!

It made her slightly depressed,  however.. Tink didn't let on that it made her a little sad when everyone else got what they wanted, but she never got her happy ending. She never really thought about it much, though. It made her heart warm to see everyone else happy. So, while the others took Emma away to dance with her, she found a window to go visit her one time drinking buddy Hook. With a smile, the fairy moved up behind him and tapped him gently on the shoulder. "Don't worry, I don't have a dagger this time." She mused, smiling. "I was wondering if I could have a dance with the groom?"  



Tink's Dress!

[Killian Jones]

Till Death

DO US PART

As expected, the moment they arrived, their absence had been noticed. The newly wedded couple shared a first dance, before her attentions were being demanded elsewhere by all those who wished to dance with her or offer their congratulations. Killian took a few steps back, and a few more until he left the crowd surrounding Emma, and allowing others -- mainly her family -- to have their time with her. This was all a bit much for the reformed pirate. It wasn't that he was getting married, it was the extravagance of the event, and the massive number of guests that had arrived to celebrate. This would be the time to have a drink, but he had promised himself to not touch a single alcoholic beverage today. Not even rum.

He stood to the side, hoping to just blend in with the crowd -- which was easier to do when he wasn't standing next to Emma for her radiance was from from inconspicuous. He also was well aware of the occasional glances he received from some of the guests. Disapproving looks no doubt; whispers from those who knew of him. He always returned the glanced with a bit of a cheek smile and sometimes a wink if he really wanted to make them gasp. He was not bothered by these people. He cared only about the woman he was marrying and her happiness. His eyes began searching the large crowd for Smee -- who was undoubtedly enjoying the grand buffet -- when Killian felt a light tap on his shoulders.

He turned around to see Tinkerbell, a presence that made a smile immediately form on his lips. Even more so when she assured him that she didn't have a dagger this time, and then asked him for a dance. "It would be my honor," he told her, holding out his hand as he led her to where the others were dancing and gained his position; taking one hand of her hands in his, and his other hand going to her waist. When they were ready, he began to move, falling in sync with the music. "You look stunning tonight, Tink," he told her. His words -- for once -- were not filled with crude insinuations, or hints of suggestiveness . . . they were genuine. Sincere. And truly meant to compliment her. Tinkerbell was one of the few here that he felt comfortable with. So he was quite glad that she found him and that he could not relax in her presence.

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Tink was thrilled that Hook took her up on her offer to dance.. Or, perhaps he'd prefer to be called Killian now. It was still strange for her to call him that since she was so used to saying 'Hook' instead. She placed one hand on his shoulder as her other hand was captured by his. When he complimented her, she gave him a bright smile. She could always tell when he was being genuine, and he certainly was... there was a sparkle in his eye tonight, and she knew that he was truly happy. It made her feel all warm and fuzzy inside. "As do you, Killian. A handsome groom, Emma is a very lucky princess." she mused, finally using his real name for the first time. "Happily ever after looks good on you." And Emma looked stunning as well! The wedding was absolutely beautiful..everything was  perfect. 

As the two of them danced across the floor, careful not to bump in to anyone, she breathed a sigh. "I'm so glad things worked out with you and Emma.. I can't believe i'm actually standing here, at your wedding. We've come so far from Neverland, haven't we?" Hook was married, and Tink was a fairy once more. Everything seemed to be working for everyone..for the most part. "I'm so very proud of you...I really, really am."

[Killian Jones]

Till Death

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Tink returned the compliment, saying that he looked handsome and that Emma was a lucky princess. He also did not fail to notice that she called him Kilian, rather than Hook. It made sense. Most of what made him Hook was gone, and he wasn't just thinking of the physical object that had once taken the place of his hand. It was also certain traits that he had developed and embraced as a pirate. He knew he would forever be one, but he was a more . . . reformed pirate. He was more Killian; the less sinister and fear evoking pirate, and more of a man in love with a woman.

"I know," he said jokingly with an arrogant smile when she said that he too looked stunning, and handsome. "Aye. She certainly does look like a princess today," he agreed. Thanks to her mom. He knew that this was also rather overwhelming for Swan -- as it was for him. It was their wedding though; how could he not enjoy it. She then said words that brought a softer smile onto his lips: she told him that happily ever after looks good on him.

He silently reflected on the words for a few moments, before responding and returning to make jesting remarks. "That is one thing I never thought would suit me. And believe me love, most things I can wear quite well," he said with a bit of a wink. He didn't want to overly discuss his own happily ever after, when Tinkerbell had yet to find hers. He cared for the fairy a great deal, and wanted to see her happy.

She further expressed his her joy in seeing how things worked out between him and Emma; that she was in disbelief they were at his wedding . . . and that they had come so far since Neverland. "Aye, that we have," he answered honestly. They had both been a wreck over there, yet had found comfort and enjoyment in one another. Memories that would not so easily fade from his mind.

"If anyone had told me back then that you and I would be dancing on my wedding, I would have called them daft." But alas. Here they were. "And look at you, a fairy again," he said smiling. He knew that she had gained her wings before the wedding, but seeing her in the form she was meant to be in . . . well, it caused him great happiness for her.

She then told him that she was proud of him, and the words meant more to him than he could express. Previously, he had never sought out anyone's approval or for them to be proud of him . . . but deep down in his heart, he knew he longed for it. He just hadn't known how much until he fell in love with Emma. And now, hearing Tinkerbell -- someone he greatly valued -- tell him that she was proud? Well, he did not take the compliment lightly. He just softly smiled at her, letting the words sink in and consumed his heart with honor over hearing them. "Thank you," he told her genuinely, setting all jest and teasing aside so that she would know he didn't take her words for granted. As they continued to move to the music, a question entered his own mind, wanting to know about what was in her own heart, so decided to find out with his inquiry. "Are you happy, Tink?"

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Tinkerbell knew Hook incredibly well..Of course, Emma knew him far better, but Hook was one of her dearest friends, and she could tell when he was holding back. The man likely wanted to shout it to the world how much he loved Emma, and how happy he was, but he seemed to be a little quiet on the subject when it was brought up. it was likely that he felt bad that he was getting his happy ending, and she was still loveless. It was something that briefly went through her mind..why wouldn't it? It was a wedding, after all. Still though, she didn't want to take anything away from Hook and Emma's special day.

"This place is filled with royalty and Emma shines. I had no doubt that this was Snow White's doing." She spoke with a small giggle. "And yes.. I am now a fairy again..and you, are a Prince!" she mused cheerfully with a bright, playful grin. "But I do agree.. If I had heard the same, I would think that I had drank too much rum and was hearing things." Another soft laugh followed her statement. "Captain Hook getting married to a beautiful princess, and dancing with the green fairy.. You would have thought that you'd drank too much absinthe." She continued to tease.

He seemed genuinely happy that she was proud of him. She wasn't sure if it was the fact that it was -her- that was proud, or that he was someone that anyone could be proud of. Either way, the joking pushed aside, she gave him a small nod. "Of course." As the two of them danced through the room, she took a look at Emma who was currently being passed from one of the seven dwarves to another, and the two women waved to each other with a smile. She honestly couldn't be happier for Hook..but then he asked her a question that made her pause.

"Are you happy, Tink?"

Her gaze lifted to meet his, and she simply smiled. "Of course I am.. Why wouldn't I be?" He could likely see right through her, so before he thought she was lying, she moved her hand from his shoulder and lightly touched his cheek. "You listen to me.. enjoy your night and don't worry about anyone else. This is -your- day.. Yours and Emma's. I'll find my happy ending when the time comes.. I'm sure there's something out there for me. It'll happen just as yours did.. Unexpectedly."

[Killian Jones]

Till Death

DO US PART

Tink mentioned how the place was filled with royalty and how it looked to be the work of Snow White. "Aye," Killian easily agreed. "She really went all out for this event," he added, not meaning it as a criticism, but rather . . . merely an observation. Despite the fact that he was out of his element, he could -- and had to -- adapt. Tinkerbell went on to say how she was a fairy again, and he a prince.

He made a slight face at that, his expression only one that joked over the oddness of being referred to as a prince. Though, it did indeed feel strange to have such a title. "I still prefer pirate," he told her teasingly, though with truth as well. He wasn't exactly what a prince was often composed of. He had not been brought up like one, nor did he have the natural princely qualities. "Which is a lifestyle I can re-explore, for Swan managed to procure my ship." Of course he wasn't going to be the same pirate he was before. He was a happily married man with more morals and values now. But, he could explore the world like a pirate did . . . sail the open sea with his wife.

He gave a slight chuckle as she agreed of how this had all been so unpredictable. She was quite right about that, especially when she phrased it the way she had: married to a princess, dancing with a fairy . . . how strange this all was. But perhaps what added to the strangeness, was the fact that it felt so comfortable. It felt so, right. "Sometimes I think I still have," he joked, even though he knew he was completely sober tonight. Perhaps there was such a thing as being drunk with happiness and if there was, he was experiencing it for the first time tonight. She continued to answer his question about whether she was happy or not . . . questioning what the reason would be that she wasn't. He knew he didn't have to say it, nor did he want to. He just, felt the need to make sure she was happy.

She told him not to worry bout anyone else tonight and to enjoy the occasion that they were currently celebrating. He knew that she deserved a happy ending far more than he did. He'd once been a villain, where as she had always had a good heart. "There is, Tink," he told her confidently when she stated that she was certain that there was something out there for her. "And it will be worth the wait," he added. How did he know? Because Emma had most certainly been worth the wait. "If anyone deserves a happy ending, it is you." And he truly hoped she found it soon. He then brought the dance to a halt as he saw someone motioning for him to come. More meeting and greeting he supposed. His eyes met hers again, a smile on his lips. "Thank you for the dance, Tink," he told her, bringing her hand to his lips as he kissed the back of it.

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Killian had spoke of how he preferred to be called pirate, and now he could do that since Emma had gotten his ship back. "Oh yes, I know." She beamed. "I almost told so many times.. but I promised so I kept it a secret. One of the hardest things I've ever done, i can promise you that.." she mused with a small giggle. How had she been expected to keep such a huge secret? Then again, most people who the two of them were close with knew about it. The only way Emma  could keep it a secret was to tell practically everyone else, and then it had become their burden to keep the secret as well. It was a vicious circle! But it all turned out incredibly well... she only wished that she could have seen the look of surprise on his face when he saw it. 

He told her that sometimes he still wondered if he had been drunk. She laughed again, and shook her head. "No such luck, Killian. You're very sober, and you're seriously dancing with me at your wedding with Emma Swan.. Living the fairy tale.." her voice became slightly distant, and dreamy, but her eyes were sparkling. She was truly happy that her friends had found such happiness. They had both deserved it after everything that had happened to them. 

However, the conversation suddenly shifted to the topic of Tink's happiness. Hook seemed sure that she would find something..someone..one day. He had said that if anyone deserved a happy ending, it was her..but she wasn't sure why. She hadn't done anything incredible like he and Emma did.. at least not in her opinion..but that was something that she always had a problem with.. thinking too little of herself. Still though, she took the compliment with a smile that widened when he kissed the back of her hand, and thanked her for the dance. "If my happy ending is meant to be..It will. Thank you for the dance too, Killian. It meant a lot to be, what I assume to be, your second dance of the evening. It's a great honor to be your friend." There was no way that they came back in to the ballroom without having their first dance. There was too much of a risk of Emma getting stolen away from Killian the moment they stepped inside - and that was just what happened. 

[Katalina Watson]

Whenever you need me, I'll be there I'll be around

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Katalina had been in the back during the wedding, and she cursed herself the moment any emotion showed on her face. And it happened shortly after the ceremony had started. She wasn't one to really show emotion much anymore. But she couldn't help it this time. The one person she considered family was getting married and was soon going to be off making his own family. That was something to be emotional about.

Kat had watched the entire wedding through the tears, and she even kept her distance at the reception, watching as Killian danced with Tinkerbell. That darn fairy got to him before she had, but that was okay. Kat had something for Killian, something that she currently clutched in her hand. It was the compass that her mother had kept in with the treasure that Killian and the crew fetched many years. It was one of two things that Kat had requested to keep. Since then, she had his name engraved on the back, with a little note from her saying "I'll be around when you need me. From Kitten."

Katalina watched Tink and Killian dance, and her mind went back down memory lane, knowing how many times Killian had saved her life. She was sure he wanted to be rid of her a long time ago, but now with the bond they shared, maybe that wasn't the case anymore.


Katalina was very happy for Killian and the happiness he found. It didn't matter to her anymore, that she seemed to be on the road to being the crazy lady with 20 cats. What mattered now, on this day, was seeing Killian smile and beam in that ridiculous in love way. Seeing her best friend, her one true family member, meant everything to her. Walking up to the pair, Kat smiled. "Mind if I cut in to dance with the groom?"

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