Killian sat at the table swigging from his flask, nervously staring at the stairs in the Charming's place,

"I wouldn't drink much more of that if I were you," David said from the other side of the table. Killian nodded and reached into his jacket to replace the flask. Both men sat in silence for a few minuets, avoiding eye contact.

Emma walked downstairs interrupting the silence,

"Ready to go, Love?" Killian asking, jumping to his feet. Emma nodded,

"I'll see you tomorrow at the Sheriffs station, Dad'" Emma said to her father whilst grabbing her bag and keys.

"So where are you taking me?" Emma asked as they walked down Main Street,

"You'll see, not far now Swan," Emma leant into Killian closer as he wrapped his fingers round her. They walked towards the bay were Killian's ship stood tied to the docks. Emma raised her eyebrows at Killian as she took his hand to lead her onto deck. Her eyes met a trail of tea lights making a path below deck. Curiously Emma followed them and came to the table below in the Captain's Cabin. It was adorned with a table cloth and candles.

"Grilled cheese?" Killian asked, presenting a brown paper bag. Emma couldn't help the smile growing across her face,

"Onion rings?" She asked narrowing her eyes,

"Of course," Killian replied. He laid the brown bag on the table and pulled out a chair. They both sat down,

"So what's the occasion?" Emma asked, "Seems like you put a lot of work into tonight," Killian took a swig of rum and tried to plaster a smile on his face,

"No occasion Swan," He lied, taking another drink,

"Killian," Emma almost whispered taking his hand that was resting on the table,

"Swan," Killian replied, "Emma," He took a deep breath, "Will you do me the honour, of becoming me wife?"

"What!"

"Umm, I just mean..."

"...Yes,"

Killian lunged forward and kissed her. They broke apart and he drew a ring box from his jacket. Emma took it with shaking hands and opened it. She gazed at the green jewel sitting in a silver band.

"Your mother gave it to me," Killian explained, "she thought..." But Emma never found out what she thought because she hand lunged forward to kiss him.

"Did she say yes?" Henry asked running into the Granny's next morning. Killian was sitting in a booth with a coffee. Henry sat opposite him staring expectantly,

"About that lad,"

"She said no!?" Henry slumped back in his chair,

"Well maybe, I'm not sure," Hook began to explain, "It seems I was a bit nervous last night and had a few too many drinks so I don't quite remember,"

"Oh," Henry replied. Before either of them could say anything the bell on Granny's door sounded again and David and Mary-Margret walked in,

"What did she say?" Mary-Margret asked sitting next to Killian,

"He doesn't remember," Henry explained,

"What!?" David exclaimed,

"Alight keep your voice down mate," Killian groaned, "My head is pounding,"

"We'll have to find out for you," Henry said after a brief moment of silence, "We'll call in Operation Stag,"

Thanks for reading! Not sure how this is going to end, suggestions welcome :)