The holidays were always something Emma hated. Memories filled her head of lonely nights and Thanksgivings of anything, but feeling thankful. However, ever since she has found her home (thanks to a certain pirate) she couldn't be more excited for the holidays. A week before Thanksgiving Emma, David and Killian sat at Granny's on a lunch break.

"What is the Charming family doing for Thanksgiving?" granny asks curiously as she sets down three mugs of cocoa and three cheeseburgers.

"Probably a quite night with IMMEDIATE family…" David says stressing the word immediate, especially after the recent fight with Rumple over Killian's heart…chances are Henry's other grandpa would not be invited to this family get-together.

"Not to be naive love, but uhh what is thanksgiving?" Killian asks looking towards the booth, ashamed of how much of Emma's world he is blind to.

"Oh my gosh… I didn't even realize you wouldn't know!" Emma says reaching for Killian's hand, reassuring him. "Basically a long time ago a group of villagers had a great harvest, they came together with some natives for a huge feast to say thanks. Now traditionally we celebrate this with a large stuffed bird and family"

David smiles at Killian "You'll love it! Snow's cooking never disappoints...well somtimes"

Killian had smiled softly as he remembered that it has been hundreds of years since he celebrated any sort of holiday with family. Now here he is with the love of his life and her family about to celebrate some sort of thanks day.

A week passed and Emma and Killian woke up in their new apartment. Emma had already been awake for a while, as she was already up texting Snow about the plans of the day. Once she noticed her pirate stirred she leaned over and gave him a peck.

"My mom says we can come over whenever, but dinner will be served at 3…" she says leaning closer into him.

"3?! I thought this was dinner not some lunch thing…" Killian says confused

"Well yeah. You kind of eat all day, watch a parade, maybe some football and nap in between courses." Emma says giggling at his constant need to understand this world. "I'm gonna go wake Henry and shower, I should go help Snow cook, I have a feeling it will be our turn next year."

Our turn the words stuck with Emma she had said it so easily and confidently. She knew she wanted to be with Killian this time next year whether it happened or not, she had no idea. But she knew what they had was real and that she did not want to love anyone else except Killian. He understood her loss of home and they had helped each other find it. Emma knew she was fooling herself if she thought that she would ever host a family thanksgiving with anyone else.

After Emma had awoken a hungry and happy Henry she returned to their bedroom to get ready. Killian fresh out of the shower, the look of him in nothing but his pants, hair wet, and still glistening from the shower made Emma weak at the knees. She hoped his irresistibly would never go away.

She noticed he was acting weird, "Is everything okay Killian?" she asked as she sits next to him on the bed wrapping her arms around him.

"Well love, honestly…" he hesitated, but knew that after the whole Rumpelstiltskin having my heart lie, they decided honesty was the best policy…"I'm nervous, this holiday is strange and new to me…it's been hundreds of years since I celebrated anything with family, let alone the woman I love's family."

Emma looked at him with sympathy in her eyes. "Killian this is my first thanksgiving. I may be very aware of what this holiday is, but it's all new to me also. Plus, it'll be just like eating dinner with my family like we do all the time. It's okay. We can face this new challenge together."

Killian looked at Emma as though she was the sun. He pulled her in for a kiss. The kiss deepened, they explored each other's mouth with the same curiosity as the first time they kissed.

"MOM!" yells Henry forces them to pull away from each other…"I swear, if this keeps happening with you and my mom and Robin. I'm just going to walk around blindfolded."

Killian and Emma smile at his joke, with a hint of embarrassment lingering in the air.

"Okay kid, we get it…Go get ready grandma and grandpa won't wait forever." She says pushing out of the room and closing the door behind him. "It'll be okay Killian, I promise…now I can't say I'm not a little mad you showered without me." She says as she motions her fingers for him to follow her.

After the quickie in the shower and Emma getting ready; Henry, Emma and Killian set out to the Charming loft.

Knocking on the door they could already smell the air filled with herbs and spices that one can only smell on Thanksgiving Day, David swung the door open with joy, holding Neal in one hand. "Come on in whether she says it or not your mother would love some help…"

Shortly after them, Regina, Robin and Roland all show up. The men are watching football and the girls are arguing over how to make a pie crust.

Laughter and joy fills the air as the family goes to sit down at the table filled with food. Emma rushes over to find Killian on the other side of the room and hold his hand. "So far so good?" she asks reassuringly and gets a nod as a reply.

They walk over to the table hand and hand, "We get through this together, right?" Emma asks as she looks at Killian with fear and joy in her eyes at the same time. Killian had believed her before, but at this moment he understood she really was just as scared of this new tradition as he was. He understood the fear of not what this was, but what would happen if it was all gone. Killian and Emma knew all too well that good things can be ripped away at the blink of an eye.

"Together." Killian said leaning over to kiss her on the cheek.

She gripped his hand a little tighter as they sat next to each other at the table.

As tradition, the families went around and were asked to state what they were most thankful for; Emma and Killian both said finding home.

The day went by without a hitch and Emma and Killian fell into a Turkey Coma, on the Charming couch, in each other's arms