Emma stirred as the sounds and smells of the morning began to rouse her from her sleep. The sun was spilling through the the crack in the curtains and she could see the glimmers of the ocean in the morning light. Unwilling to fully awake from her slumber yet, she stretched only to snuggle back under the covers again, turning in the bed to face the empty side of the king sized bed.

Two days. Two days and that vacant side of the bed wouldn't be so vacant anymore. It would be occupied by her future husband. A smile crept across her face as she imagined waking up to her beloved pirate, his sparkling blue eyes being the first thing to greet her for the rest of her life.

After the darkness was contained and Emma was returned to her "Saviour" self again, Killian proposed to her immediate, never wanting to be torn apart again. Without hesitation, she accepted. But she threw in a condition- that it happens as soon as possible.

What she learned from her time in the depth of her darkest thoughts was she didn't have to be alone anymore. She had light in her life- Henry, Killian, her parents. It's what she held onto, clinging to it with what little hope she had as the darkness tried to snuff out the light in her. But it couldn't, there was too much true love there, with her family fighting for her with every ounce of strength. Now that the danger was (temporarily) over, she welcomed happiness with open arms. You never know the moment you could lose the one you love, seize the moments. There was no mistake that she loved Killian with all her heart, more than she ever thought possible. He fought so fiercely for her, forming a stronger bond with Henry in the process. They were family. Killian and Emma held each other's hearts, they were each other's happy ending- why wait?

The smell of sizzling bacon drifted into the room, soon to be followed by two deep male voices exchanging greetings. That could only mean one thing- Killian came over to make breakfast. Her suspicions were confirmed when he entered the room a few moments later, a look of pride and love on his face.

"Good morning, my love," Killian said, taking the last few strides to the bed quickly so he could gently press his lips to hers. After stealing a few more kisses, Killian nuzzled her cheek with his nose. "There's a hot breakfast waiting for you."

"I can tell. It smells delicious," she said, wrapping her arms around his neck to pull him down to her again. "You've been busy this morning. Did you wake up early?"

"Our nuptials are fast approaching, and so is our wedding night. How is a man supposed to sleep," he said, a sly smile crossing his face before he dipped his head for another kiss. "Besides, we have a busy day today. Our honored guests are arriving." Emma smiled as she looked over at the clock. They had about three hours before the intended arrival. Plenty of time for breakfast, walking Henry to school and…. her planning was getting interrupted by Killian's lips on her neck.

"Easy, tiger. I don't want my special breakfast getting cold," Emma said, unable to hide the smile on her face or prevent her arms from pulling him closer despite her protests.

"I thought that's what they made that magic heating box for," he whispered against her neck.

"You mean a microwave?"

"Aye," he said as he continued to assault her neck and lips. Just as she began to get torn between a hot, lovingly made breakfast and hot, loving kisses, there was a knock at the door.

"Mom? I'm making some hot cocoa. Do you want some?" Killian abruptly stood up from the bed, in case Henry decided to open the door. Emma chuckled a little before she started to get up from the bed.

"Sure, thanks, Henry. We'll both take some," she called through the door. She looked over at Killian, who looked like a boy who'd just been caught with his hand in the cookie jar, and she couldn't hold back a snort.

"The lad has bad timing," he said with a blush.

"Get used to it, buddy. You know he comes as part of the package," Emma said as she pulled her robe around her and toed into her slippers. "At least he's wise enough to knock."

"Aye, a good thing too. I was close to forgetting about our agreement to wait for our wedding night," he said as he crossed to her and pulled her toward him. "You are far too tempting when I see you laying on your back in our bed." Emma let out a small moan of contentment as he gave her neck a final kiss.

"Argh, Killian," she scolded as she gave him a half hearted shove. "You're not the only one who's going crazy with this arrangement." Killian gave her a wink accompanied by a smug smile. "Stop! Go help your future step-son."

"What do you mean by 'step'? I prefer 'son' if it's all the same to you," Killian said, then realized the importance of what he just said by the look of shock on Emma's face. "I mean, I don't want to offend you, or your boy, I just mean… he and I grew quite close and I must admit I love him as my own and I…." He was cut off by Emma jumping out of bed and cutting him off with a firm but loving kiss. He once again melted into her arms, pressing her to him. When Emma pulled back, tears were glistening in the corner of her eyes.

"You're amazing, do you know that?" Killian shrugged and gave her a sly smile, breaking the moment. "Of course you do." Killian sobered slightly as she pulled away from him slightly with an eye roll.

"I just… I hope you understand I don't think I'm replacing his father or…"

"You're not," Emma reassured. "No one can. I'm just so thankful that the man I love can love my son as his own."

"I'm honored to be that man, for both of you," Killian said. "Do you think… do you think Henry feels…"

"Killian," Henry called from the outside of the door. "If you don't get out here and let my Mom get ready I'm going to eat all your bacon." The two of them chuckled.

"That means 'I love you too' in teenager," Emma joked. "He gave you a warning before he dove in." Killian chuckled lowly before giving her a sweet kiss on the cheek.

"Don't be long, my love. Your breakfast awaits," Killian said before exiting what was soon to be their room.

Emma sighed as she grabbed her housecoat and gave her hair a quick brush before she went out in the kitchen.

As she sat down at the table, she sighed at the sight before her. Her own house by the shore, living in the same small town as her parents, her son and soon-to-be husband making her breakfast. So what if she had just recently recovered from being overtaken from the most darkest form in all the realms. Her life was perfect.

Author's Notes: WHAT?! A multi-chapter story?!

I've had this in my thoughts for a long time. It's not done yet, but I got too excited. I had to release it before the hiatus was over. I was planning on releasing it during the winter hiatus, but when I didn't, I had to go back and rewrite parts. Hopefully releasing it will help gain the momentum I need to keep on this story.

Please follow this story- it's going to be a fun road filled with adventure and probably a lot of fluff. There's a Captain Swan wedding in it... eventually!