Author's Note: Here it is! The final chapter of The Triangle. This was my first every story (i typically do one shots). I don't know what it is about this damn pirate & princess that just inspires me to write. Thank you all for the reviews, follows, faves, and support :) I hope you enjoyed the read as much as iI enjoyed writing it!

Emma Swan stared at her reflection in the mirror. There was no one else but her. Just staring. Thinking. She thought back to all that had happened in the past year since Neal returned. Where he was now. Where she was now. If you had told her a year ago that leaving Neal with Regina and Henry that day would change his life forever, she wouldn't have believed it. In doing that, she had unknowingly started the flickering of a relationship between Neal and Regina. Now, they were together, in love, and happy.

Emma shook her head slightly. She couldn't help but chuckle to herself. Just when things couldn't get any weirder, The Queen & The Thief / Rumplestiltskin's son / her ex hook up. She remembered Gold's reaction when he found out and chuckled again. "Oh, you've GOT to be joking!" Henry took it surprisingly well. She heard his voice in her head. "Mom, I've learned to expect the unexpected in this family. As long as he's happy." She smiled to herself. That kid was just too smart for his own good.

Killian was surprised, yet thrilled. More for Neal's happiness than anything else. "Love can do wonders for the soul, darling." She smirked at his voice. Everything, she was afraid to admit, was going well. Her family, dysfunctional at times, were tolerating each other and going about their lives. Belle and Gold were engaged.. Her parents were still madly in love. Henry was ecstatic that everyone seemed to be getting along (or tolerating each other in Killian and Gold's case). It was wonderful. At times, too wonderful. Emma remembered the nights Hook had to assure her that everything would be fine; those times she got scared that something would come along to mess it all up. Life has a funny way of putting a huge roadblock in the way of your path to a happy ending. She knew that all too well.

She remembered what he said. "If fairytales exist, then so do happy endings. Perhaps we've all paid our dues in terms of pain. We deserve happiness now. Besides, if anything were to ever try and get in the way of that, we stick together and fight it, like we always have." Hearing him say that comforted her. He was right. She decided to stop wasting her life worrying and just enjoy it. She took a deep breath when a knock came on the door.

In the reflection of the mirror, Emma saw her father enter and close the door behind him. He looked stunned. "Emma, you look absolutely beautiful." Turning to face him, Emma smiled. "Thanks." she said. Stepping in front of her and extending his arm, her father asked one question.

"Are you ready to be Mrs. Killian Jones?" he asked.

Smoothing her dress, and grabbing her flowers, Emma smiled widely and linked her arm through his. She was finally getting her happy ending.

End.