Chapter 1
Disclaimer: Please note that I don't own any of the OUAT series or world.
Rating: K
Content Warning: Fluffy feels
Spoilers: Everything, all things OUAT
Author's Note: The first chapter might be familiar as I used it as a platform, it just gave me so many feels! The picture attached belongs to the brilliant killian-the-meerkat on tumblr, all credit for it goes to her and permission was granted for its use :)

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Future!AU Drabble

She had to admit, Killian made the best father. He always looked after Liam, agreeing that she could go back to work and he would look after during the long hours of the day. Even at night, when they were both home, he would always go to his son.

So it shouldn't have surprised her when she went into her room one morning and found both of them sleeping on the bed, Killian curled protectively around their little son and Liam, once again peacefully asleep. It shouldn't have gripped her heart the way it did, squeezed it in the most delightful way but it did.

Her son and her husband were the greatest gifts she could have ever received. Something she still wasn't quite sure she deserved yet there they were. The man who would follow her where ever she went, through time. She recalled that time fondly. The time she could finally see how much the pirate cared for her, how much he wanted to be a part of her life.

She looked at her son, the one who was so very much his father's son. While it took Emma ages to calm him, Killian could simply hold him and he would stop crying.

Killian had been so excited when she told him that she was pregnant, had lifted her up and spun her round and round. All through the pregnancy had showered her with gifts, caring for her more than she thought any one ever could.

"Emma?" he whispered, his eyes cracking open and blinking in the bright sunlight.

"Shh, Killian, Liam just dozed off," she said back as quietly as she could. Her smile unrestrained as she pulled back the blankets behind him and slipped in. Her arm curved around his waist and she embraced the warmth of him and her son.

"Why did you get up?" he asked, in the same quiet tone.

"I wasn't feeling well, but everything is alright now," she pulled the arm closer to her, pulled it around her waist settled it over her stomach.

"Emma?" his voice croaked as he turned his head and his bright blue eyes looked at her, full of question. She smiled at him, feeling his warmth and love surrounding her. She was safe, she was loved, she was home.

She wondered whether the baby that grew inside her now would have his eyes, or perhaps be more like her this time.