The Truest Love

Chapter 47: She Took Him

{Emma's POV}
Walking out of Granny's and around town, Emma didn't know how she would explain to everyone about Graham's return.

"Oh, Henry..." Graham exclaimed looking sad.

"What about him?" Emma chuckled.

"He's grown up I'm sure," Emma nodded. Yes, within four years, Henry was now fourteen.

"No girlfriends now, that I know about anyways," she said remembering Jefferson's daughter, Grace, whom Henry had asked out only a couple months ago. "He's been going on dates with Grace, Jefferson's daughter, for a couple months, but I haven't heard anything about her being his girlfriend yet, so we'll see," Graham and Emma chuckled thinking of the boy. "I can take you to him if you want, I'm pretty sure he's back at my place," Emma said making Graham slightly uncomfortable. It had been four years, after all, and he believes it to only be yesterday when they shared their last meaningful kiss. Before he slipped into a permanent unconsciousness, well almost permanent.

"Yeah, sure," he said agreeing to go and see her son for the first time in years. She almost felt pity for Graham, as she was to be married in five days time. He was forced into an awkward situation, almost like Mary Margaret and David before she broke the curse when he was married to Kathryn. When they arrived at the house, Emma called for Henry who a couple seconds later came down the stairs to see what she had wanted.

"Hey mom, hey..." He paused with a startled look on his face. "Graham..?" Graham was startled himself at how old Henry had gotten.

"Henry, you've grown since the last time I saw you," he stated nodding at the boy.

"Yeah, I guess I have," Henry chuckled, "wait... how-?"

Emma interrupted with a brief: "I know kid," she walked in slinging her arm around his shoulder. "I'll explain what's up," she said as Graham closed the door behind all of them. After she explained to Henry what Graham was doing alive back in Storybrooke, Henry was amazed.

"That's awesome!" He exclaimed just as Killian walked in with Pan.

"I told you, you're not watching Liam, why are you so obsessed..." Hook trailed off realizing he was not alone. "Love, what are you doing back here so soon.. with him?" He asked nodding abruptly towards Graham.

"We were just saying hi to Henry," Graham said and nodded towards Pan. "Killian, do you have a son as well?" He asked. Killian and Pan slowly turned to face one another before bursting with laughter.

"Laddie, I'm decades older than this pirate," Pan said through the tears brimming from laughing tossing his thumb in Hook's direction.

"What? How is that even pos-"

"magic, I wouldn't worry about it," Emma said laughing.

"Do I really look that old?" Killian whispered in Pan's direction now that he felt insecure.

Pan pressed his lips together and shook his head following with a "nah," he replied finishing with a chuckle.

"Henry your mother told me about Grace?" Graham asked the boy smiling.

"Yeah, Grace she's pretty awesome," Henry blushed scratching the back of his head.

"Well, I have to get going, Regina promised me lunch around one, so I'd better get going." Graham turned to Emma before pulling her in for a short hug. "Goodbye Emma," he whispered in her ear.

"Yeah, bye Graham," Emma said half smiling only to look over Graham's shoulder to Killian looking hard at her. After Graham and Pan left , Henry headed upstairs to finish homework, and Killian sat beside Emma. "You know Killian, I don't love him," Emma chuckled noticing Killian's immense jealousy.

"I know, Swan," he said putting his arm around here. "But I also know you're prone to men with accents," he smirked down at her. She patted his chest.

"Yes, and leather jackets I recall," she raised her eyebrows.

"Ah, yes the wooden-"

"August, his name is August and don't worry, Killian..." She paused standing as he did with her. She turned to face him wrapping her arms around his neck and leaning up to kiss him softly and quickly. "I think it's cute," she stated leaning up to kiss him once more. His soft and welcoming lips tasted like he had just had something fruity. She breathed him in, smiling between hot kisses and touching. Wrapping her arms around his neck, and his on her waist making it lower with each kiss they shared, Emma was drugged by Killian himself. Ever since the baby, they hadn't had any time to themselves really. After an eternity of hot kisses and touching, there was a vigorous knock on the door before it flung open.

It was Ruby. She was pale as a ghost and looked as if she wanted to say something, but couldn't. "Ruby, are you alright? Where's Liam?" She asked looking around before widening her eyes. Emma let go of Killian and rushed over to Ruby. "Where's Liam, Ruby?" She almost yelled at the girl who couldn't breathe let alone speak.

"He's... he's gone... she took him."