My Captain

Wedding Day

*Snow's POV *

Today was the day! My daughter was finally getting her happy ending. I felt horrid that I'd made her stay away from him last night, though. I knew how awful her dreams could get. I felt awful, that is, until I walked in her room to wake her.

I had to admit, they were adorable. They were snuggled deep into the bed, she was sprawled across his chest with her face tucked into his neck, and his face was in her hair.

I couldn't resist. I pulled out my Polaroid camera and snapped a picture. There was a bright flash that caused them both to stir. I quickly left and closed the door before I was seen.

I was still giggling to myself when David came in looking rather anxious. " What is it?" I asked, concerned.

"He's no where," he said shaking his head. "I knew this would happen. I knew it!" I hushed him, trying to get him to realize that at least Emma was still asleep. "No! I will not be quiet! It's the wedding day, and the damn pirate is no where to be found!"

*Emma's POV *

I woke to a bright flash, but ignored it, unwilling to wake up. Crap. I thought. I'm getting married today. Now I have to get up. I was about to do just that when I realized Killian wasn't supposed to be there.

"Killian," I whispered.  "Killian wake up. Wake up."

He slowly opened his eyes and soon had a smirk on his lips. "Hello, love." Damn him and that smirk of his.

"Don't hello, love me. We've got to get up. We're going to be in huge trouble. You're not even supposed to be seeing me right now!" He laughed at me, as my words came out in a rushed jumble. He shut his eyes with a grin on his face.

"I'm not seeing you." He laughed and pulled me back to him, kissing me softly. I pulled him up this time when I stood. As we walked in the kitchen, we braced ourselves for the disapproval sure to come.

*Killian's POV *

I'd never been more nervous in my life. I stood at the alter in my old Navy uniform, the entire town staring at the same place I was. The door at the end of the aisle. My nerves were a ball in my gut, putting pressure on my heart.

But all that faded when I saw her. As my Swan, my true love, my soul mate, started walking towards me with a huge smile on her face. My nerves faded and tears came to my eyes. There was only her.

*Emma's POV *

Hair, makeup,  nails. All done. It was dress time. As the back got tighter and tighter, my breath caught in my throat. This was actually happening. Holy crap.

Everything was set. It was all perfect. Okay, Swan. I told myself for the last time. I'd be Jones soon. You just have to go out there and get married. No big deal. Nothing is really changing. Everything will be fine.

It was nearly time. My mother, Regina and Ruby all looked beautiful in their bridesmaids dresses. None of them were the same, each was suited to their wearer.

My dress? Perfect mixture of old and new, enchanted forest and Storybrooke, past and future.

My father walked in as I stared myself down in the mirror. He lit up at the sight of me, and my mother's enormous grin grew.

"You look so beautiful, Emma," my father said, kissing my temple as he hugged me. "Its time. You ready? This is what you want? You're sure? Because if you're not-"

I cut him off. "Dad, this is all I've ever wanted and never thought I could have. Killian isn't perfect, but he's all I want. And yes, I think I'm ready."

And with that, the procession began. The ceremony was on the Jolly Rodger, and the reception would be on the beach. Slow, steady steps. My eyes were on the ground, trying to breathe. My father stopped just before the aisle and hugged me once more.

"This is all I ever dreamed for you." He was tearing up as he spoke, trying uselessly to keep said tears from spilling over.

"Thank you, daddy," I whispered, hugging him tighter. "For everything." David offered his arm and I took it gratefully.

All the times I thought of that moment, it was never as amazing as right then. I looked up from the ground to the crowd. They were all looking right at me, but only one set of eyes mattered to me- the sea blue eyes at the alter. I grinned even more when I saw what he was wearing, his navy uniform. But as soon as our eyes met, David had to actively hold me back from running up that aisle.

The walk up to the helm was far too slow in my opinion, but we did get there. Eventually. David kissed my cheek and set my hand in Killian's. Then it was just us. No preist, no giant crowd staring at us. Just us.

Then it was vow time.

"Killian Jones.  How do I even begin. You were under a pile of corpses when I met you- I should have known." He and I both laughed. "I knew the moment I looked your eyes that my heart would soon be yours. I just didn't know that I'd have to climb a beanstalk and get chased by lost boys in Neverland, not to mention the Wicked Witch for everything to work out. You told me in Neverland that you'd win my heart, but I should've told you then. You already had."

Tears were sliding slowly down his cheeks as he took his turn. "Emma Swan. Like you said, where to begin." I smiled shyly. "I fell in love with you on top of a beanstalk as I was trying to avenge my first love. But I found true love that day. You were the first woman I'd ever wanted that I couldn't have. You fought me every step of the way, as I found myself battling villains and lost boys and even protective parents. I told you once that when I won your heart it wouldn't be because of any trickery. It'd be because you want me. And I still can't believe that you actually do..."

Killian trailed off and tears ran down my face. Rings were exchanged and we heard the phrase we'd been waiting for, you may now kiss the bride. Oh, and he did.

*

It was time for our first dance, but I still didn't know how to dance. But as we began the slow, beautiful dance I laughed to myself, earning a questioning look from Killian.

"I picked a partner who knows what he's doing,"I said simply. He grinned as well and we continued dancing in silence.

Then the time came for something I didn't think possible until just a few years ago.  The father daughter dance. We danced to "I loved her first" and the beginning of another song until a certain pirate cut in.

So my pirate and I danced, and danced until everyone else had gone home. The only light was candles left on tables, and the only music was the soft humming in my ear from my... husband.

So? Is it all you dreamed it'd be? Haha!