Hooked: Captain Swan One-Shots

Buttercups and Hooks Part Two

I was sat in the carriage. My mother, Ruby and Regina across from me, and my father next to me, holding my hand in a vice like grip. They hadn't asked why I took so long to come out. I'm guessing that they assumed I was admiring myself. I wasn't about to tell my father that Hook had come to see me minutes before our wedding because he was horny. It was a miracle he gave us his blessing in the first place. I was surprised that David accepting Killian meant so much to me, but it did. It really mattered and after hearing that David wouldn't hunt us down on our honeymoon, I was overjoyed.

The talk he had with Hook, or 'Prince Charles', in the Enchanted Forest had helped. It allowed him to see past the pirate, and meet the man.

Now that I was able to open up the time portal whenever I wanted, we'd sent Marian home. It took a lot to convince Robin, but he eventually agreed. We just didn't tell him that we'd be sending her straight to her death. Tink was right, Robin and Regina were each others true love. Regina even admitted that she didn't feel anything with Daniel like she does now with Robin. She will always love him, but Robin is the one. I think I understood the feeling.

The carriage stopped, jolting us all a little bit. My bridesmaids got out, leaving me and my father.

"I just want you to know: I'm proud of you." David said, then squeezed my hand, sending me a sideways glance full of adoration.

I couldn't say anything, my throat seemed to have swelled to twice its normal size and the words just couldn't get out. I hoped that my love and gratitude shone out through my eyes, it was the only way I could tell David how I felt.

Soon, I would be Mrs Emma Jones, and the only thing that was truly stopping me from swimming to The Jolly Rodger (which we'd borrowed from the past) and telling Archie to get on with it, was David. In all honesty, all of this was for my parents. Before, I wouldn't have cared about the pageantry of my wedding day, and I'd only agreed to the fancy day because it was Mary Margaret and David's dream to see their little girl get married. But after the weeks of prep and shopping, even I had to admit that it was fun.

The docks were empty, it seemed. The whole town was either crowded onto the Jolly, or waiting at Granny's. The Jolly, was actually a bit out of the harbour, bobbing on the horizon like a beacon for my heart.

I couldn't help but chuckle at Leroy. There he was, in a suit, with his boat decked in white flowers and ribbon. That was no doubt my mother's doing. She was one of the few people who could convinve Leroy to do anything he didn't want to, and that included damaging his pride like this.

"Emma, you look pretty." He said as he started the little boat once we were all on board. Naturally, the urge to run surfaced, but I ignored. Or threw it overboard. Whatever my subconscious did to get rid of it, I was happy. This was not a time to run. Here I was, sat between both of my parents with a werewolf and an enemy-turned-friend on a small boat being captained by a dwarf, on my way to marry the man of my dreams.

Leroy's boat pulled up close to the Jolly. I could hear the quiet murmurs of the people on the deck as the gangplank was lowered to the deck of Leroy's boat. Regina secured it with magic, thank God. I did not want to go for a swim now.

On the deck, I heard the gasps and whispers beford my brain caught up and realised they were all for me. Of course people would be shocked to see their red-leather-toting sheriff in a dress. I mean, seriously, I don't think in the entire that I'd spent in Storeybrooke I hadn't worn anything but pants or jeans.

And there he was. My pirate. His leather was gone, replaced by what I'm guessing is the usual Navy uniform in the Enchanted Forest. Mary Margaret must have had something to do with that. I'd chosen a very handsome tux for him, which I was looking forward to seeing, but this was better. I can't believe I hadn't thought of it! A coat, fairly similar to his pirate one, but blue with a yellow collar and not leather was over a white waistcoat type thing which matched the white trouser. Honestly, I had no clue what to call it. I think it was a waistcoat. Focus, Emma.

The wedding march began, and David was the only thing keeping me from sprinting down the aisle to my fiance. Fiance. Well, in a few moments, that would be a little outdated!

Regina had already reached the end of the aisle - or boat deck- and Ruby was half way down. I had sort of wanted the groomsmen to walk with my bridesmaids down the aisle, but Killians best man was Smee, and Robin was an usher. Who else would we have in the wedding? Henry and baby Neal were in charge of the rings (He now insisted we call them Frodo and Sam, much to Killian's confusion).

David tugged me a little, and I started walking, totally unaware of my surroundings. I knew that Belle and Gold would be there, as well as Granny and Mother Superior. Leroy was with Astrid somewhere judging on the smell of whiskey and the rest of the dwarves were no doubt somewhere, smiling, snoozing and sneezing. We'd invited Whale, but he'd become a bit of a recluse. Tinkabelle was definitley here, she'd helped with getting the Jolly back and had promised Hook she'd be here. I think he nearly asked her to be his best 'man'.

And that was it. My small, disfunctional family all packed onto a single ship.

"You look beautiful, Love." Killian smiled as I reached him, making me blush profoundley. This was it. This was where I married the man of my dreams.

"Not too bad yourself, Captain."

Archie started the ceremony, but I was only half paying attention. I spoke at the right points, laughed at his lame attempts at jokes, and never stopped smiling. Most of my attention was on the man infront of me.

And, just like that, I was married.