This is just a little niggling fic I had in my mind after last nights episode, what will become of it or how soon I will add to it, I can't say. I still have two other fics to finish! So enjoy it for now as a little one shot.


The Future Is Nothing To Be Afraid Of.

The almost full moon hung low in the night sky casting a celestial glow on their home – their home, he could say that now and it was all he could do not to grin like a fool at the mere thought of it.

The car ride home from Granny's had been a silent one; a moment of calm they both needed after the celebrations that night once they announced their new living arrangement to their family. He really wasn't ready for the outpouring of love they received; in fact he'd been ready for David to march him outside for a not-so-friendly chat about his intentions with his daughter. He'd been prepared for a verbal thrashing or even another punch to the face when he saw David, jaw set, walking towards him. He was, however, absolutely not prepared for the King to throw his arms around him and simply whisper, 'I couldn't pick a better man for my daughter'. The acceptance and warmth he received from the whole family was overwhelming but those words from Emma's father are what stuck with him, still leaving a lump in his throat, as they drove home.

The steady hum of the car came to a stop as Emma pulled up outside the white picket fence and turned the key cutting off the engine and cloaking them in silence and darkness. She looked up at him shyly, fidgeting with her keys 'Are you sure you don't want to swing by the Jolly Roger to pick up your things?'

'Not tonight, love, I'll give Belle her privacy and besides…' he tentatively reached over for her hand, stilling it by rubbing his thumb soothingly over her knuckles '…now I know you're ready to start our future I don't wish to cause anymore delay.'

He watched the blush spread over her cheeks and neck, she quickly reached over and gave him a soft kiss on his cheek 'I don't want any more delays…or distractions either. Do you think we should pray to Zeus for a crisis free night?' she quipped.

He let out a soft chuckle 'I've already prayed to every deity I can think of!"

Once they got out of the car their hands found each other again, fingers interlacing as they walked up the steps towards their future. She swung their hands like giddy teenagers returning home from a date after curfew; turning on her heel to face him she smiled lovingly and said 'Welcome home Killian' then turned to reach for the handle but her hand didn't quite make it. He was pulling her back into his arms; letting go of her hand his own rose up to cup her face as he kissed her hotly, their lips fused together in a dance they knew all too well. Her hands wrapped around his waist pressing his body against hers as tightly as possible. He smiled into their kiss and reaching down, without their lips parting, he scooped her up bridal style and kicked open the door carrying her inside.

'you…broke….door…' she said between kisses, unable to stop smiling long enough to sound remotely upset.

'use…magic…' he replied while somehow still exploring every corner of her mouth.

She flicked her hand and the door was fixed, shut, and bolted. She reluctantly pulled away from him to catch a breath 'I thought that was supposed to be how you carried your bride in after your wedding?'

'Well my love…' he propped her up on the kitchen work top and grinned as she wrapped her legs around his waist, pinning him to her while she slid his leather jacket off his shoulders.

'…with the nature of this town and its constant state of crisis, who knows when we'll get the chance for that…I thought I'd take advantage of the moment while we had it'

She seemed surprised by his forwardness, though he thought he'd made it clear that Emma was it for him, his happy ending.

Eyebrows raised she gasped, 'Is that a proposal Killian Jones?'

He tilted his head, his lips rose slightly on one side of his mouth 'no, when I propose you will know it!'

She rolled her eyes; that was the second time she'd thought he was proposing to her and panicked unnecessarily. He looked down and saw her playing subconsciously with Liam's ring, still hanging around her neck, a sight that warmed him to his core. He licked his bottom lip and gently bit back a smile, unsuccessfully, when he saw the fleeting disappointment in her eyes.

'I want it all Emma…' he slowly ran his hand up her arm, resting it on her cheek, stroking it gently with his thumb

'…house, marriage, children…'

She froze, stiffening at his words as the vision that had been tormenting her since Hyde arrived in Storybrooke played through her mind again. How could she give him those things? With all the determination she could muster she pushed the thought from her mind; she refused to let it haunt her tonight, not after they'd waited so long for this.

'Swan?' the uncertainty in his voice broke her heart. The last thing she wanted was for him to worry that she didn't share that same dream for their future; she wanted nothing more than to have a child with Killian, for a moment today while she'd watched him playing with Alexandria she'd even believed it could happen. Unsure of how to share her burden with him she simply looked up at him, her eyes shining with every ounce of love she contained for this man. She had one request.

'Take me to bed.'

With her legs still wrapped tightly around his waist and their lips fused together once again in their rightful place he carried his Emma upstairs to their bed.