A/N: So this is my foray into writing for Captain Swan, which has been my obsession since season 2. They hage really gotten me back into writing fanfiction so this is just a collection of stand alone drabbles that pop into my head (and to fill the void between now and the start of 5B)! The rating of this series may change depending on where the inspiration takes me. As always, please review!

We keep this love in a photograph

We made these memories for ourselves

Where our eyes are never closing

Hearts are never broken

And time's forever frozen still…

"Photograph" - Ed Sheeran

Photograph

"Will you tell me what this is all about now, Swan?"

She just smiles as she clears their dining room table of the remnants of what had been an elaborate dinner spread from Granny's. When she returns from the kitchen, he takes her by the wrist and pulls her into his lap, kissing her deeply.

"Easy there, Captain…"

"Now's not the time to play coy… And I believe that it was you that said that you weren't a delicate flower."

"That's still true."

"Are you ever going to tell me what we're celebrating? I'll have you know that I know it's not our anniversary and I know that it's not either of our birthdays."

She bites her bottom lip and he can't help but to notice that there's a mischievous twinkle in her eye, letting him know that she knows something that he doesn't.

"Do you have your cell phone? Mine is upstairs charging."

He takes his phone out of his pocket and hands it to her. He can't help but to smile as she rises to her feet, fiddling with it. Her joy is infectious. Not everyone gets to see her this light and carefree and the fact that he's contributed to her happiness makes his heart soar.

"Why do you need my phone?"

"Because I want to take a picture."

"Because you want to immortalize how devilishly handsome I am?"

She holds up the phone, seemingly to focus on him in the frame, and she doesn't even bother to do her usual eye roll at his remarks about his looks but rather let's out a soft chuckle and shakes her head.

"Because I want you to remember this moment for the rest of your life."

"And what moment would that be, love?"

"The moment that you find out that you're going to be a father."

He hears the click of the camera and he feels all of the breath leave his body. He hears Emma giggle, knowing that his reaction to her news was just what she wanted to capture. He finds his way to his feet and gently places his hand on her stomach.

He was going to be a father.

"You're pregnant?"

"Yeah… Is that ok? I know that we haven't been back from the underworld for that long but… I mean, are you happy about it?"

"How could I not be? You, my love, are carrying my child… the happiness that I feel is without equal."

And it was true. In all of his years, he had never felt this sense of completion or content. Yes, she was the savior and she had saved this town from countless atrocities but she had also saved him.

"Ok, one more picture."

"Not one of those accursed selfies…"

"Killian, just one more."

"If the lady insists…"

She gently places herself back on his lap and holds the phone in front of him. He places his chin on the crook of her neck and smiles. In those few words that fell from his beloved's lips, hundreds of years of baggage seemed to lift, freeing him with the promise of this new life that they had created. Emma snaps the picture and beams at him.

"Our first family photo…"

"Aye, love… the first of many."