Captain Swan One-Shots

Second Chance, Part 11a

A/N: Hi! I hope you guys are ready for the next installment of "Second Chance!" It'll take me a couple days to get everything posted because there was quite a bit to unpack (and because I got a little carried away, lol). Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy!

"Swan! What's taking so long?" Killian called out from the kitchen. When she didn't answer, he walked over to her bedroom and stepped inside.

He quirked an eyebrow and tilted his head when he spied her on her knees as she reached into the back of her closet.

He stifled a chuckle as he headed over to her. He leaned against the wall and questioned, "Love, what are you doing?"

"Looking for - ugh - a square cake - humph - stand," Emma told him as she continued digging.

She then emerged a few moments later, cake stand in hand. She held it up and told him, "Now we can put Belle's cake on it."

"Mm-hmm," Killian hummed before he kissed her forehead. He then told her, "And now you can finish with the lemonade punch."

Emma quirked an eyebrow as she questioned, "You didn't just pick up where I left off - you were helping me after all."

He cocked his eyebrow as he posed, "You want me to take over your stubborn particular way of setting up everything?"

She rolled her eyes and shook her head. She then told him, "You still could have helped."

"Whatever you say, love," Killian offered with a smirk. He received another eye roll.

The pair of them then walked back to the kitchen. Emma placed the stand on the table before she reached for the German chocolate cake.

She opened the lid to the box as she called out over her shoulder: "Killian, can you stir the punch?"

"Sure, love," he replied as he shuffled to the counter. He grabbed a wooden spoon before he grinned and teased, "Just don't drop the cake."

Emma rolled her eyes. She then carefully maneuvered the cake onto stand while Killian stirred the lemonade. When finished, he brought it over to the table.

He then tilted his head and asked, "Are you sure everything will fit on here, Swan?"

The blonde placed the pitcher beside the cake before she crossed her arms and peered over said table.

She then told her boyfriend, "Yeah. I mean, we only have the fruit tray, the meat and cheese tray, and then then eclairs."

Killian looked thoughtful for a few moments before he conceded, "You do have a point there."

He then nodded toward the refrigerator and offered, "Shall I gather the trays?"

Emma couldn't help but smile as she said, "Yeah. And thanks, Killian - I appreciate all the help you've given."

He returned her smile as he responded, "Of course. I was more than happy to do it."

He then pecked her cheek before he turned toward the refrigerator, while his girlfriend headed over to the counter and grabbed the golden paper plates and paper cups.

When they finished setting up the food and paper dishes - as well as utensils - Killian wrapped an arm around Emma's waist.

"Well, love, all that's left is for everyone to arrive."

"Mm-hmm," she hummed. "Oh!" she then exclaimed before she rushed back in her room.

Killian furrowed his eyebrows as he watched her. His expression remained one of confusion until she returned. Upon spying the gift box she held, he noted, "Ah, the teapot. Quite the present, Swan," a smile breaking out across his features.