Captain Swan One Shots

Motherzilla

Summary: Emma and Killian want a small, simple wedding, but an overly excited Snow has some ideas of her own.

Rating: PG

Note: So I started writing this before I saw that sneak peek. I didn't expect Snow to want to have something simple at Granny's and David to want something befitting a princess. So I wrote this the way I think it should go. Hope you enjoy it! ~Steph

...Motherzilla: Part 1/1...

~Flashback: Emma at age 7~

Sarah and Rachel danced around Sarah's room. Sarah took a pillowcase and placed it over the back of her head as she pretended to march down an imaginary aisle.

"I can't wait to get married. It's going to be in a big, beautiful church with lots of flowers."

Rachel grabbed a bunch of fake flowers out of a vase on Sarah's desk and spun around.

"I'm going to get married on the beach. I'm going to wear a beautiful dress."

Emma watched them from her spot on Sarah's bed. They were all in the same class at Emma's new school, her fifth in two years. Every time she changed foster homes, she changed schools. She didn't usually make friends quickly. But Sarah and Rachel were nice and welcoming. She had been excited when Sarah invited her over for a sleepover.

That excitement was quickly wearing thin as she watched them dance around the room, excitedly discussing a future Emma couldn't fathom for herself.

Sarah turned to Emma. "What about you, Emma? What kind of wedding do you want?"

Emma's mouth opened, but no words came out. She finally dropped her eyes to the comforter and shook her head.

"I'm never going to get married," she whispered.

Sarah and Rachel stopped moving and stared at her in shock.

"Why not?" Rachel asked.

Emma shrugged, unable to meet their eyes. "Because nothing good ever happens to me. No one in my life ever lasts more than a few months. I'll never have a real family that loves me. I'll never have anyone who loves me."

The little girls stared at her awkwardly, unsure of what to say or do in response. So instead they returned to their game of pretend. And Emma returned to watching them do something that she believed would only ever happen in her dreams.

...

Emma rolled over and was met by the beautiful blue eyes of her new fiancé. He offered her a smile.

"Good morning, my future wife," he said.

Emma felt a smile appear on her face at the mention of being Killian's wife.

"Good morning, my future husband," she said.

He leaned forward and placed a kiss on her lips, neither concerned with morning breath. They were just so glad to be back in each other's arms again.

Emma reached out and caressed his cheek as he pulled back, her thumb tracing along his lower lip.

"I missed you so much," she said.

"I missed you too, love. I feared I would never see you again."

Emma blinked back sudden tears. "A few minutes later and I would have lost you again."

"Hey," he said, taking her hand in his and kissing her palm. "You'll never lose me. I'll always be by your side, remember?"

Emma shook her head. "Until the next time something separates us."