Once Upon A Happy Beginning

Chapter One: Alive

Emma
I blinked open my eyes. Henry. My boy, leaning over me with his eyes glossing over in tears. I pull him into a hug as he chokes out my name: Mom. Mom. That one word, that person. The woman I never grew up with. The woman I never allowed myself to become. The woman he made me. Neither of us speak, we just acknowledge the precious moment that we have, together, alive, happy.

I scan the faces leaning over me. My parents. God, my parents. Years ago, I'd have hated the idea of seeing them again. Of looking the monsters in the eyes, the monsters who left their daughter by the side of a road. Now, I don't think I want a life without them. Mom smiles at me over Henry's shoulder and she looks at Dad, who I'm honestly scared will just break down if he's not careful.

Regina is standing a bit back, she's obviously still not fully recovered from the prospect of being in with the Charming family. My eyes gesture at her to take Henry, I know the boy won't let go of me if he's given the choice. I wouldn't want to either. But I need my arms free for the man with streaming tears which look out of place with the incredible smile on his face.

"Swan," He breathes. "Swan." His face breaks into an even bigger smile and I pull myself off the ground and let myself fall into his embrace. I whisper his name back: Hook. Killian. My husband. I feel the sharp press of his hook in my back but I don't care. I've never cared. I've only loved him. I crush my lips into his and weave my hands into his hair, pulling him towards me. It's passionate, it's loving, it's everything and nothing in one. I hear everyone leaving, giving us space, but I don't care. He's my husband, my Killian and memories flood back from each inconsolable time he died and I know that this man, he's never leaving my side again. If we're going to have an audience, we'll have one. He pulls back and keeps his forehead touching mine, he smirks. That irresistible one that leaves me craving more. "Welcome back Swan."

"Jones," I tell him, "Welcome back, Jones."

He smiles. "Aye. Welcome back, Jones." He bites his lip and shakes his head slightly. "You might be my wife now, but you were my Swan first."

"Then I guess we'll have to compromise: Swan-Jones?" I kiss him again quickly before saying, "Think you can lend me a hand up?"

"Pun always intended." Killian extends his hand out and pulls me up to my feet. He drags me in close and I wrap and arm around his waist and I stabilise myself letting the aftermath of death leave me. Hook looks at me and grins. An arm scoops under my legs and I find myself being carried by him, I can probably walk but I'd never complain. Not to him. I secure my arms around his neck and tuck my head into his shoulder.

I can see my family going into Granny's and Killian turning to follow them. "No." I say into his leather jacket, "Let's go home. I'll text Regina - she can have Henry a night earlier. Me and you... I have other plans."

"And they'd be?"

He's bluffing. He knows exactly what I'm talking about. I tell him anyway: "I don't believe we ever got our wedding night..."