A/N - Good morning, all! I had all of this written on Saturday and then my tablet glitched and suddenly half of it was gone. I got so mad I just closed everything out. Then this morning, I decided to come back and rewrite it and lo and behold, everything was back. I don't understand technology. LOL. Anyway, here is a new installment! Hopefully you all enjoy! And thanks so much to everyone who is commenting!

H is for History

"I don't understand why you force Henry to go to school," Killian muttered as he pulled back the covers of their bed.

She froze, turning to face him from her spot in front of the mirror. "What?"

He shrugged. "I was looking over his homework assignment this evening and the entire thing was bloody irrelevant. Questions about some Columbus fellow and his sailing adventures. The man was no captain. He didn't have proper understanding of this realm and he failed to creatively name his ships."

"He had a big impact on American history," Emma replied.

"Aye, he brought over disease and misery to the natives and then claimed to have made a big discovery," Killian added. "But even forgetting that, American history isn't necessary for Henry. He should be learning the history of the Enchanted Forest."

"He knows more about that place than I do," Emma replied. "He's read his fairytale book a million times."

"But there's more than what's in the book," he smiled. "Thousands of years of kings and queens, many of whom are his ancestors."

"Okay fine, maybe you have a point about the history class," Emma relented. "But he does more at school than just history."

"Oh sure," he scoffed. "Yet no sailing lessons or navigational classes."

"Those things aren't exactly popular in this realm," Emma giggled, walking closer to him.

"Fine," Killian sighed. "But you should speak to the school administrator about the history curriculum."

"Why don't you just teach Henry about all of it? You were around for about half of it, right?" Emma teased, slipping her arms around his neck.

"Funny," he muttered, narrowing his eyes playfully. "Do you think he'd be interested?"

"Definitely," she nodded. "In fact, I think all of the kids at school could benefit from your knowledge."

"What are you getting at, Swan?" he asked, suspicious of the wry smile on her face.

"You should be like a guest lecturer at Henry's school," she said enthusiastically. His eyes widened and she saw his pending protests, so she covered his mouth. "Just think about it. You'd be Professor Jones." It only took her half of a second to remember that reference would be lost on him. She really had a lot of movies to show him. "I think you would really enjoy it.

He eyed her skeptically, but when she moved her hand from his mouth, he remained quiet. She kissed him slowly and then pulled away to finish her nightly routine that had been interrupted. Ten minutes later, she slid into bed next to her still pensive pirate.

"I wouldn't know where to begin," he said, looking at her. "There's so much to tell."

She smiled. "It's history. Begin at the beginning. And then try not to leave anything out."

"It's been quite a long time since I learned of everything. I'm quite rusty on the details," he admitted.

"You can practice on me," Emma offered.

"Aye?" She nodded and settled in with her head on his chest. "Alright." He paused, clearly trying to collect his thoughts. "Once upon a time..."