What would have happened if Once had continued after defeating the Black Fairy with no time jump?
Emma Swan wakes up after winning the Final Battle and being kissed awake by her son, and starts off on her married life with Killian. It's safe to say...
Killian and I decided to go to the beach today, a different experience I'm certain the beaches either of us have ever encountered before. I've only been a few times, with various foster families and many times I've been to the one in Storybrooke with Henry or my parents or Killian but that one is pebbly and nothing like the golden dream that is the Caribbean. The closest I've ever been to a tropical beach trip, is Neverland but I hate that place. I hate the memories. I hate that my own son was kidnapped by a boy. A teenage boy kidnapped my son.
I've sent my husband to pack up the towels and sunscreen whilst I dig around for something to wear. A few things that I think are bikinis are actually the most bizarre pieces of lingerie that nobody could ever believe my mother and step-grandmother packed for me. Yes, they packed. And two weeks ago. Pretty much the day I told them we'd have our honeymoon here. I mean, I tried to help them out and make sure I'd actually wear half the stuff in our bags but apparently my honeymoon wardrobe wasn't something I could choose for myself.
I pick out a red strapless bikini from the selection I have and find a cute dress to wear over the top. The dress is flowery and something I can guarantee Regina voted against but I love the fact it's one of the few things in my signature colour.
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Satisfied with my outfit, I head into the main room of our suite and spot my husband. He's got his back to me folding some towels over his left arm to shove into the straw beach bag. I wrap my arms around his waist and kiss his cheek softly, "You need some help?"
"I've got it, love." He reassures me in his gorgeous voice. Killian turns around to face me and kisses me before he notices me properly. His eyes all but fall out of his head as they search my body hungrily. He flushes an incredible shade of red as he stutters: "Swan... you– you look– you look ravishing."
"You don't look too bad yourself." I say, running my hands along his abs through the half unbuttoned dark shirt that he's tucked into some striped swimming trunks.
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"Careful, love or we'll never make it to the beach."
Killian
When we get down to the beach, Emma straightens one of the hotel towels on the sand and takes off that bloody wonderful dress. My eyes catch every curve of her body and I fight to stop the urge to pull her close and label her as mine and I spot every scar from each battle we've fought that I know she's insecure of and I fall in love with each one again. She's beautiful, every part of her, even if she doesn't know it.
"You're staring." She notices with a small laugh.
I reply quickly with a smirk, "It's not my fault that I married a damn attractive woman."
It doesn't take me long however to notice that I, unfortunately, am not the only man to think this. There's quite a few of them in various spots around us eyeing my wife in a way that I don't appreciate at all. Thinking swiftly, I grab Emma and fling her across my shoulder and run towards the water. She yelps and starts hitting my back to let her down, "Not yet." As soon as the water is just under my knees, I set Emma back to her feet and kiss her carefully. She deepens the kiss slightly and I can feel her smile against my lips.
"What was that for?" She breathes when we pull away from each other.
"For being my wife." I say, looking towards the men from before. Most of them have walked off, knowing that my show proves that the inarguably amazing woman was taken but one of the bastards remains. That other captain. I have to work out when to tell Emma. Sometime that I know he won't have gone off again but without ruining the break that honestly she needs more than me. "I love you."
"I love you too." Emma tells me back, before completely betraying that love and splashing me.
"You won't get away with that, Mrs Swan-Jones," I say, using the name that she picked out for herself. She wanted to go all the way and take my name as it was but when it dawned on me that it'd mean she wouldn't really be my Swan anymore, Emma accommodated the surname for that.
"I think I will, Mr Jones." She says teasingly until she realises that I've just splashed her back.
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