We're all going on a Summer Holiday
Rating: K+/T (mainly K+ just one sentence that could range into T territory
Words: 518
Summary: Liam and Ruth, Killian and Emma's troublesome twins decide that clothes belong on the floor not in the suitcase
It had been 5 years since Emma had returned from Camelot. 5 Years since she'd made the man who never gave up on her, whom she loved more than anything, whom along with her son had bought her back from darkness, 5 years since he'd become her husband.
They'd moved into a quaint seaside cottage, where they now lived with their little princess Ruth and their pirate Liam and Henry, who was off to college in the fall. It was more than either of them could have dreamed- it was family. Although at this moment it definitely didn't feel like a dream, it seems that fairy-tale characters had found another small town to terrorize so Emma and Killian had decided to go on a family trip to New York, memories intact this time. At this rate they wouldn't be going anywhere, Leia and Liam kept deciding that clothes should be strewn throughout the house instead of in the suitcase, whilst simultaneously finding new toys, blankets that THEY HAD TO TAKE.
"Momma can I take ducky" Ruth pleaded, clutching onto her duck
"Papa want to take the Jolly "Liam asked, pointing to a model of the infamous Ship
Emma and Killian beamed at their children, unable to refuse them, whilst finally having some leverage, "Sweeties, you can take the ship and ducky if you go to bed and let momma pack for tomorrow. Papa will come and tuck you up soon"
"Ok momma" both toddlers nodded before grabbing their pyjamas, Killian following to help them.
Thankfully Henry had packed, albeit grumbling half-heartedly about him being too old for a family holiday.
"Swan"Killian smirked
"It's Jones now, or have you forgotten, Hook" Emma jibed, rolling her eyes
He huffed in mock annoyance "I was merely going to ask for some assistance with packing"
"You're 300 years old and you can't pack a suitcase"
"I'll have you know Mrs Jones, I am perfectly capable of packing, I just wanted to see what you favoured me in, I want this holiday perfect, it's been a long time since I travelled somewhere for pleasure" He confessed, the smile not quite reaching his eyes.
Emma blinked, of course she knew it had been a while, as an orphan this was her first holiday, she just didn't realise how much of a big deal this was for him, and she hated herself for that. "Killian I'm going on holiday with you and our beautiful children, of course it will be perfect, and for the record I prefer you without any clothes on" She flashed a wicked smile, leaving him dumbfounded, before going to kiss her children good night.
Henry was playing hide and seek with Liam and Ruth in Central Park, Emma looped her arm around Killian's resting her head on his shoulder, he leant down and brushed her lips with a gentle kiss, before they were interrupted by screams for Pizza and ice cream. They just laughed and headed back into the city.
This may have been their first vacations, but it was perfect and they wouldn't have had any it other way.
