Captainswan One-Shots

Home Sweet Family

Summary: "Ready?" Henry asked eagerly, an excited grin on his 16-year old face. Both she and Killian nodded, and off they went, digging out the guts of the pumpkins (quite a messy process) that somehow ended with them flinging spoonfuls of seeds and slimy orange guts at each other.

Halfway through ducking from stuff that Killian launched at her and laughing, Emma realized that this was exactly what it meant to be a family. Making a mess, having fun, enjoying each other's company and not about to be killed by whatever monster-of-the-week was attacking. She had a family here in Henry and Killian, and wouldn't trade it for the world.

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"You've lived here how long and you guys didn't know there was a pumpkin patch in Storybrooke?" Emma asked as she strolled along in the cool fall afternoon with Mary Margaret and David.

"We were cursed. And besides, it wasn't like we had kids to take care of, or even each other. So technically, it's only been five years since we've been here and aware and with you and now Neal." Her mother replied, looking down at Neal in her arms and then up at David, then at her.

"Let's just enjoy it now that we're here and we're together," David said with a nod and a smile towards Henry, who was showing Killian how to pick the best pumpkin for carving. Emma smiled as Henry bent over and picked up a large round one and handed it to Killian, nearly dropping it in the process. She held back a laugh as her boys began to grin and chuckle, sipping her cinnamon-dusted hoc cocoa warmed to the perfect temperature. It really was the perfect fall day, and to have a lazy one planned with her family around pumpkins and warm drinks, was all she could ask for.

And when Emma glanced over at Mary Margaret, she saw her mother smiling proudly at her as if she still couldn't believe she had her daughter back and now, her daughter had a son and her True Love, and a home of her own. "What are you thinking about, mom?" She asked, returning her smile.

"Oh, nothing really," Mary Margaret glanced up at Killian and Henry, watching them with the same motherly affection and pride as had just been aimed towards her. "Just that you've finally found a home,"

"Technically, Killian and Henry found me a home, but sure you could say that." She remarked, following her gaze and smiling wider as Henry looked up and gave her a happy wave from across the pumpkin patch.

"No that's not what I mean, Emma; I mean that you've found a home for your heart. In Killian. And in Henry, but nothing really compares to being with your True Love."

She felt a pink blush heat up her cheeks but nodded at her words, gaze still on her boys who were now picking out a second pumpkin. "You're right, there's nothing I wouldn't do for him."

"He's going to be a great father, when the time comes," Mary Margaret continued.

Emma choked on her cocoa, looking in shock at her mother. She was given a sideways look, "Oh don't act so surprised. He's already a wonderful father to Henry, I think we've all seen that, and I know that -"