Mal inhaled deeply and smiled. Home. After 15 years she was finally back.

She looked over to her lover, Harry, who was giving commands to the sailors. They knew that they wouldn't be welcomed back with opened arms. Ben probably hated them and wouldn't take their return kindly. But she had to come back.

After so many years sharing the bed with Harry, she knew deep in her heart that she wanted to marry him. They had grown to love each other even more and she wanted to legaly become his wife. He asked and asked and she finally said yes. But, before they could take their vows, Mal had to end her marriage to Ben. It was the right thing to do after she wronged the king in the most awfull way.

"Mom!" Mal took her gaze away from the captain and smiled to her grown child.

The years had been generous to Henry. He inherited his father's good looks and spirit and Mal was happy about that.

The young boy was smiling and walking to his mother. His younger brother, 12 year old Mason, his 9 year older sister, Hela, and the family's baby, 5 year old Hugo, were right behind Henry. All clearly excited to visit their parent's hometown.

Mason looked a lot like Mal, with short purple hair and bright emerald eyes. He was keen on being a pirate, but faith had betrayed him and the first signs of magic showed up when he was only 8 years old. Despite this, he loved being a mixture of his parents, taking is pirate spirit and joining it with is magic.

Hela was daddy's girls and the ship's pride and joy. Long purple hair that reached her waist completed with beautifil blue eyes that rivaled her father's. She had inherited her mother's magic and attitude and loved to show off. The crew was taken with her from the moment she was born and nothing could hurt her.

Finally, Hugo. The boy was a small suprise. Mal and Harry had decided that three was the charm, but faith had played them once again and Hugo came into the world four years after his sister. With black locks and green emerald eyes, the young pirate was a little headache to everyone on board. He loved climbing and fighting and causing mischief.

"We're back, Mom!" Hela shouted. "You're home!" Mal smiled to her children.

"Yes, we're home." Mason rooled his eyes. "The ship is our home." He stated. Hela and Henry prepared to fight back, but a strong voice interruped them.

"Home is wherever we are together." Harry walked to Mal and kissed her softly in the lips. "Are you sure you want to do this?" She nodded and they looked at their children.

"Alright kids. We'll dock soon. Why don't you go get ready?" The four looked offended with his father sugestion.

"What's wrong with the way we look?" Henry asked.

"Ahye! We are pirates and we look like it. If they don't like it, it's their problem!" Mal and Harry changed a knowing look and smiled.

After getting off the ship, Mal was wrapped in a strong hug. For a moment she panicked, but when she saw the blue hair, relaxed and hugged her best friend. When they pulled away, they smiled at each other.

Evie seemed not to have aged a single day. Her skin remained soft and white, though there were a few wrinkles around her brown eyes, but her blue hair, which Mal had only seen long, was now short at the shoulder's length and curly.

"I missed you so much!" Evie practically screamed. "15 years, Mal! 15 years without a single message, phone call, email!"

"I'm sorry, Evie, but it was for our protection." Evie looked at her suspiciously, but she smiled again and held it her hands.

"How are you? And my godson? Oh, I want to meet him so bad!" Mal smiled softly and stepped aside, letting her friend see the family behind her. Evie's smile was replaced by a shocked expression. She absorbed Mason's purple hair, Hugo's bright green eyes, and Hella's defiant gaze to finally face Henry and Harry. Mal could pinpoint the exact moment she recognized goerdson. Her expression went from shock to emotional and she ran to hug the young man.

Startled, Henry looked at his mother, not knowing what to do, and after a little nod from Mal, hugged his godmother.

Evie pulled away and caught the young pirate's face in her hands.

"Oh my darling! How big are you!" He smiled. "Oh, what a fool! You mustn't remember me! The last time I saw you, you were a week old and fitted perfectly in my arms. You were the loveliest baby I'd ever seen. And you have become such a dashing young man!" Tears of emotion streamed down Evie's face, and Henry felt his eyes fill with water. "My name is Evie. I am…"

"My godmother. I'm so glad to meet you." Henry knew the name from his mother's stories. Even though he did not remember the blue-haired woman, he knew perfectly well what she looked like. His heart filled with love and Henry pulled her back into his arms.

Harry watched excitedly at their reunion. If it had not been for Evie, with her support and encouragement, Mal might never have run off to his arms and all his children wouldn't be here.

"Oh, where are my manners?" Evie grunted as she finally pulled away from Henry. He turned to Harry and smiled. "Welcome back Harry!" And, to his surprise, she hugged him. The pirate gave a surprised look to Mal, who merely smiled and shrugged. As quickly as it began, the hug ended, and Evie walked away. "Gil is so happy you're back! He apologized for not being here, but he will be at the castle when we arrive."

She turned finally to the remaining children. "And who are these three beautiful kids?"

Mal came closer.

"Evie, these are my children. Mason, Hela and Hugo." Without wavering, Evie hugged the three of them. Mason and Hela looked at their mother in terror, but Hugo laughed and returned the hug.

"I'm so glad you're here. I'm your Aunt Evie!" She returned to her energetic self and started walking along the dock. Harry and Mal followed her, their children behind them. "Come, come! You must be tired. Let's go to my house. I have a wonderful dinner waiting for you." Evie glanced over her shoulder. "And I'm sure I'll get you some more appropriate clothes. I do not understand why your mother insists on dressing as if you were some hobos!"

Harry and Mal exchanged an amused look. It was good to be back.

A mansion. No, a mini castle. Evie's house was all she imagined and more. HiHer children, who had lived all their lives in a boat and shared the tiny booths with one another, were truly shocked.

"So ... I suppose business is going well." Harry said, trying to hold back the smile. Evie's eyes flashed.

"Wonderful! The number one designer choice in the kingdom!"

The huge wooden doors opened and two men ran through them.

"Mal!" She wanted to restrain herself - after all she was a mother and had a family -but she couldn't stop herself.

She ran with all her strength and hugged the two men. Tears streamed down her face as they kissed her cheeks relentlessly.

"Carlos! Jay! I missed you so much."

The two began to fire question behind question and Mal answered them all with a smile on her face.

The two of them were older, hardened. When Mal left, Jay was 29 and a handsome man, but now, at age 44, he was quite charming. His long hair had been replaced by a short cut, but the long, thick beard, almost reaching his chest, partially concealed his face.

Carlos was 42, but kept that dreamy glow in his chocolate-colored eyes. His white hair, with a black touch, was pulled back and his clean face made visible some wrinkles.

It was good to be back.

After a long shower, Mal went downstairs to join the gathering group in the living room. As she reached the entrance, she stopped to watch the unfamiliar, but comforting, scene.

Harry was talking to Carlos and Jay by the fireplace. The three of them talked excitedly, with Dude II in their midst. Mason listened intently to Doug. The shame was long forgotten and the young man had taken immediately liking to Evie's husband.

Doug was very different from the fearful young man she had known. The stutter had disappeared, as did the constant shrunken posture. His short brown hair was complemented by a light beard and brown eyes adorned with thick glasses. The slender figure had been replaced by a more robust figure and a small belly was visible. She barely restrained her laughter. Married life did him good.

Hugo played with Eddie, 6-year-old son of Doug and Evie, the exact copy of his father, and Jason, the 5-year-old son of Jay and Lonnie, who had pulled after his mother.

Hela followed in fascination Emma, the 13-year-old daughter of Evie. Tall, nice and extremely well-dressed, she had immediately caught the attention of Hela, who had always been surrounded by boys. With long blue hair and clear green eyes, Emma tried to look discreetly at Henry as she entertained Mal's daughter.

Henry was talking quietly to Louis, Jay's eldest son. When Mal left, Loni was pregnant and she never got to know their son. With the same skin tone as his father, Louis had long hair caught in a ponytail and the same smirk Jay had.

"Dinner is ready." Jane announced coming through the door. Carlos's wife smiled at Mal and adjusted Cameron, her 1-year-old baby, in her arms. The years had been particularly generous to Jane. Her bright blue eyes and cropped hair below her shoulders, allied to her short stature, made her look quite young.

Behind her, her twin daughters, Joy and Justice, aged 10, tried to hide. Their blond hair, almost white, so similar to their father's and blue eyes, as well as the contained personality, left no doubt about who were their parents.

As she sat at the table and saw her children as happy as if they had always been a part of that ritual, she had to regret not returning earlier. She could only hope that the meeting with Ben tomorrow would be positive, as she would like to give her family a more stable life.

"Harry!" Gil had gotten even sturdier. Was that even possible? He had a long scar across the cheek, but that didn't stop him from smiling while he hugged his best friend. Harry playfully gasped for air, but hugged his friend back.

"Gil, behave." Mal looked at Uma. The fairy may have become friends with Gil and even went to their wedding, but she and the sea witch never became more than polite towards one another.

Uma had gained weight and had her hair in a pixie cut. She dressed formally and gave Mal a small smile while her husband let go of Harry. "Mal…" Gil smiled and gave the woman a small hug. "It's good to have you guys back."

"It's good to be back." Mal admitted.

"Oh, let me introduce you."

Gil and Uma had been busy. It was Mal first thought while she smiled to the five boys and small girl. Apparently Uma wanted a girl so bad she didn't stop trying until Gracie came to the world, three years ago.

Harry was introducing their children when she first noticed him. Forgetting to excuse herself, Mal moved towards the castle entrance.

"Mal…" He whispered her name like he was afraid she would get spooked and run away. Slowly, Ben moved towards her and engulfed Mal in a tight hug. Her eyes filled with tears.

Love might have taken her in a different direction, but she and Ben had a beautiful friendship and she honestly missed him. Guilty over her betrayal rushed over her body and she began sobbing. She shouldn't have left him like that. Ben deserved better than a goodbye letter.

"Calm down, Mal." He tried calming her down. Mal felt them moving, but she kept crying. When Ben finally pulled away, they were in the throne room and Mal got a chance to look at him.

He was bulkier and had grown a small beard. His hair was cut short with some gray strands. But, overall, it was still her Ben, with warm golden eyes and soft smile.

"I'm so…" He quieted her with a move of his hand. "Don't you dare apologize, Mal."

"But Ben, what I did…"

"I was the one who wronged you. You were lonely and unhappy and I couldn't see that. I was your husband and I should've been by your side."

"So you aren't pissed?" She asked surprised.

"Of course I am!" Ben said making her flinch. "You left and all I got was a letter! You could've at least talked to me face to face! Do you really thing I would've mistreated you?"

Mal hesitated. Did she really think that Ben would've harmed her? "No."

"I knew for a long time you were in love with Hook, Mal." She looked at him surprised. "Oh, c'mon! Gil would talk about him and your eyes would shine like two emeralds. I was trying to ignore it. I was actually successful… Until I read your letter. I could never compete your love for him."

"I loved you too." Mal mumbled. Ben smiled.

"Yes. But you were in love with him. And that's the difference between a while and forever." They looked at each other in silence for a while. Thoughts flew through Mal's head and she wasn't sure what she should say next. "I wasn't in love with you either." She didn't try to hide her shock. Ben laughed softly at her expression. "Do you remember that diplomatic trip I had to make to Prince Eric's land?"

Of course she remembered. Her oldest son had been conceived during that trip. That little expedition changed her life forever.

"I met someone there. When I came back you were so distant, so cold. I felt like I lost you forever. So when I went back a couple weeks later, I did something I thought I would regret forever." Ben sighted and moved by the window. Mal was speechless. Did he really meant what she thought he meant?

"When I came back, ready to free you from your unhappiness, you told me you were pregnant. So, I did the right thing and stayed by your side. Before you had the baby, she called me and said we had to talk urgently. I was torn. I didn't want to leave you, but my heart jumped at the thought of seeing her again. Just one more time I told myself." He chuckled. "When I got there I got the biggest surprise of my life. She was pregnant! Five months pregnant! Big belly and all! I didn't know what to do. Her father was furious and with good reason. I decided to come home and talk to you to figure a way to solve this. But when I got here…"

"I was gone." She finished for him. Ben turned to her and nodded.

"Don't you see Mal? All this time you've been running, avoiding the detectives I send, fearing me and my reaction, away from your friends… And everything I want is to finish this and live my happily ever after and for you to live yours."

Mal started laughing. It was unreal. Fifteen years later she still hated herself for what she had done to him, for breaking his heart and leaving. And, in reality, she was the one making things harder than they should be. "I'm sorry, Ben. I was ridiculous this last fifteen years, wasn't why?" He smirked and Mal hit his arm playfully. "Let's just make things right, shall we?" They hugged each other.

"I'm really happy your back, Mal. I missed you."

"I missed you too."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt." Mal and Ben separated and looked at the door. A small woman was standing there, looking embarrassed and nervous. "You didn't interrupt anything. Come here, I want to introduce you."

Still uncertain, the woman moved towards Ben. Her red hair was cut at shoulder length and she had bright blue eyes. "Mal, this is Amanda, Prince Eric and Princess Ariel's daughter and my future wife." Ben's eyes shone with pride and Mal smiled. He was deeply in love and she was happy for him. He never looked at her like that. "It is a pleasure to meet you." Mal said with honesty and Amanda finally looked to her and smiled.

This was it. She was officially Mrs. Mal Hook.

After signing the divorce papers, Ben insisted for her and Harry to be married first. Something about a thirty years long wait. And Mal was nothing but thankful.

The look on Harry's face when she walked down the aisle in her white dress had meant the world. Mal wasn't keen on dressing in white, but her husband practically demanded it. Apparently was his long life dream to see her in a white wedding dress.

Their kids stood in the altar with them, proud to see their parents finally saying their vows. Evie, her maid of honor, cried during the entire ceremony and even Gil, the best man, shed some tears. Apparently it was allergy season.

Mal looked around the saloon. Ben, who was talking to Mason, found her gaze and smiled. Some people still thought it was weird for them to forgive each other so quickly and to restore their friendship, but they just shrugged them off. They were finally happy and that is all it mattered.

Hela was trying to convince the twins to dance with her and Emma. Jane looked pleased when the Joy and Justice finally joined the other girls on the dance floor and forgot their constant embarrassment.

Near them were Hugo and Grace. The young boy was trying to teach the girl how to sword fight with a little popsicle stick and Mal giggled at the sight. Uma would freak out as soon as she saw them.

Finally, Mal searched for her oldest son. Henry was on the other side of the saloon talking once again to Louis, but his green eyes were trained on a girl near them.

Belle, Ben and Amanda's 14 year old daughter, was a very beautiful young girl and had left Henry speechless since the first time they met. She had a beautiful red hair that reached her waist and golden eyes, like her father. With an easy smile and a soft voice, it was impossible to not like her.

Ben noticed Mal's gaze and they exchanged a knowing glance.

"What are you thinking, dear wife?" She felt Harry's arms circle her waist and his warm breath on her neck. She motioned in their son and Belle's direction.

"In the future."

"I think it looks amazing." She turned to face him. His eyes still took her breath away. She had seen and travelled through the seven seas, but Harry's eyes still had the power to take her on that journey over and over again.

"Do you regret it?" Mal asked softly.

"My only regret is not coming for you sooner." He confessed.

"But you came." She brushed her lips in his. "Thanks for fighting for me."

"Always." And Harry kissed her, sealing his promise.

Hey, it's me again!

You guys keep favouriting this story and I just had to give you one more chapter.

I keep imagining this small moments in my head and I have to share them.

I was thinking about writing one or two chapters more. Maybe about Henry and Belle. Would you like that?

I can't wait for Descendents 3!

Love you guys,

Jane