Author's Note: Thank you so much to everyone who liked What I Wouldn't Do For You!

You all are angels~ I truly do appreciate it. I haven't updated that one because I ended up writing this one. XD

Originally, this was intended to be an addition to What I Wouldn't Do For You. But as I continued writing it, it didn't seem to fit. I kept adding and adding, next thing you know I wrote a whole new story theme. LOL

I'm not quite sure if I'll like the way I wrote this. X_X I hope you do! I suddenly had this cute idea of having collective one shots with a "stories to tell the kids" feel. And then, BOOM, epiphany. :) I do hope you like it.

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Eight years ago, everyone from Storybrooke moved to the Enchanted Forest; the royal family decided to reestablish. Unfortunately, the restoration plan took longer than they anticipated.

He just had to volunteer for the rescue mission overseas.

Killian was beyond exhausted. He had returned from his journey abroad. His crew had been attacked by Ogres, ambushed by another fleet, and saved an entire village in the process.

Killian went straight to the kingdom once they reached the harbor. He saw familiar faces on the crossroads, his arrival later than he had hoped. Marrying into a regal family had its complications. But being respectful, he acknowledged their praises. He lost track of time when they offered gifts; after all he would gladly accept a free supply of rum.

"The lovely lass will be upset," He mused out loud, chuckling.

Sighing, he walked inside; his footsteps resonating. Killian massaged his shoulders as he entered the corridors.

The guards now aware of his presence, rushed towards him. "The Captain has come back!"

Marrying into a regal family had its benefits as well. Killian gained authority and influence over the kingdom – while he had little interest in ruling, people still valued his opinion.

The doors to the main room slammed open. Emma hurled herself towards him, lifting her long, golden dress. Her parents trailed behind, pleading her to slow down. She disregarded them.

He smiled.

She wore laced-up pirate boots.

"Welcome back." Prince Charming said, holding Snow White close. Snow White curtsied respectfully.

Killian nodded in response.

"Killian!" Emma ran over to him and embraced him. She clung to him, missing the warmth of his body against hers. His smile widened and kissed her forehead.

She leaned up and shout-whispered in his ear, "What took you so long?" She poked his chest with every word, "I hate meetings, and I hate this dress." Backing away slightly, she pulled on her corset, "This thing is killing me."

He laughed and murmured into her ear, "Well it accentuates your curves quite nicely in my opinion." He nipped her ear, and she gasped inaudibly. Instinctively, she smacked the back of his head.

Damn pirate and his innuendos. Damn her for marrying him.

"…and I would love to strip you of your problem." He wiggled his brows teasingly.

She huffed, trying to be apathetic. But her expression betrayed her; visibly reddening. Did she expect anything less of him?

He released her, still beaming. "There were detours along the way."

Emma crossed her arms over her chest. "There were detours?" She drawled.

Killian smirked smugly, hovering over her, "Well had I known you desired my company that much…"

Emma rolled her eyes. "Asshole, we've been waiting for you all day."

Instead of retorting, he frowned. "Emma," Killian paused.

Was she mad with him?

"I am truly sorry…for leaving…"

He promised to always stay by her side.

Her parents noted their intimacy and tension; they were intruding. Quietly, they told Emma they would be inside carrying on with the discussion.

She didn't answer. With that, they reentered the main room, shutting the doors.

His eyes narrowed at the floor, desperately.

"I never meant to leave you both behind."

Emma's gaze softened, and she kissed his cheek. Nervously, he turned to face her. She noticed his anxiety and clarified, "I am not angry with you." He opened his mouth to speak, and she pressed a finger to his lips. She continued, "You are a good person."

"But Marina –"Killian started to protest.

"– Will forgive you for making her wait this long." Emma cut him off.

Marina, he contemplated. Their daughter, she was only eight. He still felt guilty of leaving them.

Emma hummed for a moment, living in a memory. "She demanded that the next trip you take, you bring her along."

Killian pursed his lips, "That won't happen for another ten years." There was no way in hell he's letting her on his ship at her age.

Emma stepped away from him, heading back to the main room. Ah, the responsibilities of a princess. She hated politics.

"I'll be back in a couple of hours."

Killian tilted his head, questioningly. "Shall I join you?"

Emma froze and whipped her head around. She chided him sternly. "Marina is in her room, she's expecting you." She wasn't upset, but that didn't give him an excuse to avoid their daughter. Emma winked, "She's with Henry and Smee."

Well that's just great.

Half a year has passed and when he finally returns home, he cannot spend time with his spitfire wife.

Then again, he gets to see his daughter.

Killian blinked in disbelief. As the doors closed, her words sunk in.

"…Mr. Smee?"

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Author's Note: Like it? Hate it?

I tried. Gold Star. But anyways, I hoped you liked it. Chapter 3 is when I'll get into the actual stories.

:) Hopefully that doesn't bother you, if it does, sorry X_X. LOL Chapter 2 will introduce Marina~ and have some fatherly Killian (because who doesn't love fatherly Hook?)

I'll get back to What I Wouldn't Do For You in a bit! :) I know what I want to write, I just need to write it. LOL And "murder my darlings" as Veronica Roth would say. (Divergent fans would know this ;D)

So leave a review~ tell me how I did! (I say this all the time: I LOVE commentary)

Stay tuned!

-Honey