The Meet


Emma wanted to shoot herself. Her daughters had begged her for months to go see One direction in concert, in Boston no less, and finally, after a bonus at work, she agreed. The screams of excitement were almost worse than the endless begging they had done.

Kassandra Lane and Lydia Carmen were the best things that had ever happen to Emma. She had been with their dad Walsh for two years when she got pregnant. He had promised he would be there for her, promised her she wouldn't be alone after growing up alone. And yet when she went in to labor he was nowhere to be seen. Her best friend, and the girls' godmother, Elsa was the only person who had been there for her. Kassie was born first and a few moments later Lydie joined her sister in the world. The second Emma laid eyes on them, she was in love. Both girls had her long blonde hair and smile. They were mini Emmas, though both her and Elsa knew Lydie was becoming a mini Elsa in the making.

After their birth, Emma and the girls moved in with Elsa in Storybrooke, where Elsa was working as a teacher. Emma was able to get a job and an apartment when the girls turned 2, working at the jail as a secretary. Slowly she was able to move up and now was the sheriff.

But here she was standing in the middle of a one direction concert, watching her daughters sing along with excitement, textin Robin to see if anything was going on in town. He kept telling her to relax and enjoy the night with girls. Putting her phone away she watched her daughters scream as the song ended. As much as she hated being here, seeing her 8 year olds having fun made it all worth it.


Killian was trying hard to not scream. His daughter and his niece Laura, were enjoying himself but he kept having to wonder why they liked the annoying songs? Maybe it was a dad thing where he just hated anything his daughter liked, even if she was only 10. Ava Elizabeth was his light and world. The second he had found out his ex wife was pregnant things changed for him. He used to spend more time at work, unhappy in his 3 year marriage, but knowing he was about to have a daughter made him want to be home more, want to be there for her.

After Ava was born, the marriage started to change. Milah spent more time out of the house than home with Killian and Ava. He remembered the day he was fired because he called in one too many times after Milah didn't come home. He wasn't angry he was fired, he hated his dead end desk job. But he was upset that Milah never came home. After a few days he stopped calling her and focused on their daughter.

He finally found out milah had been cheating and he just gave up. Filed for divorce and told Milah to take whatever she wanted, but he wanted their daughter. Milah had no problem signing her rights away and took the house, everything in it, and the cars. Killian moved to Boston to live with his brother Liam and his daughter Laura. He started writing and was able to be a stay at home dad but still make an income for him and Ava.

He crossed his arms over his chest as he stood behind the girls. He needed a drink, more than anything he did. But he knew better than to leave his daughter alone. His eyes scanned the crowd stopping on a blonde that stood out from the rest. The small smile on her face as she watched the two girls in front of her made his heart flutter. He told Ava he was going to the bathroom, making her promise to stay there and stay with Laura. After she agreed he headed to the bathroom and took one last look over to the blonde, the song what makes you beautiful making him smile more.


Emma felt eyes on her, which was a little weird given that most people where looking at the boys on the stage. She glanced around to see a man maybe her age looking to her before he headed up the stairs. She couldn't help the smile that crossed her face. Normally when men looked at her, they always looked again seeing her with two kids. But this guy saw her kids, she hoped, and still smiled at her. The girls screamed, emma knowing that they would have a sore throat tomorrow. Kassie looked to emma and motioned for her to bend down, Emma doing just that.

"I need to use the bathroom." She said in her soft voice, Emma nodding.

"Lydie come with us." Emma said, watching her youngest whine at having to leave even for a moment. Emma gave her a look and she nodded before following as emma walked to the bathroom with the girls. She let them go in to the bathroom by themselves, after much begging, and rested back against the wall.

"Following me?" A thick Irish accent asked her, causing her to look up almost taken back. It was the guy who had been staring at her. Emma smiled before smirking at him.

"You wish. Im with my daughters." She said smiling, not ashamed of admitting it. Killian smiled with a nod.

"Beautiful mom? I like it." He teased, though checking her hand to make sure she wasn't taken. Emma watched his eyes and blushed looking away from him. She had never been hit on after admitting she was a mom, and never by someone as handsome as the man in front of her. Kassie and Lydia ran out of the bathroom, both ready to get back to their seats.

"I'll see you around." She said smiling as she followed the girls back to their seats. She glanced back over her shoulder to Killian giving him a smile. Part of her wondered if she would ever see him again.

Killian headed back to his daughter and niece smiling as he did. He wasn't able to stop the smile on his face as he watched concert, looking over to Emma one last time as the concert ended. Part of him wanted to go get her number, see if she would want to go on a date with him some time. But another part of him voiced that maybe she was only in Boston for the concert, that maybe she didn't live there like he did. Maybe he wouldn't see her again.


A|N: I haven't written a fic in a while but this one came to mind and I had to write. Its only the start and hopefully I will have chapter two and three up within the next couple of days. I decided to have Henry as Reginas and Robins but he will show up! Review and let me know what you think! Thanks beautiful peoples!