Post Neverland - obviously slightly AU. They rescue Henry and come home…

Just a quick bit o' CapitanSwan fluff that popped in my head after seeing pics of Colin with his Guitar. This is my first FF in this fandom, hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own shit, if I owed it it wouldn't be Fanfiction….

Little Things: Chapter one

"Please just tell me what you want..."

"No."

"Please!"

"No!"

"Why are you doing this to me…"

Henry laughed, "Doing what to you!? Just get me anything I'm not picky."

Emma huffed, "Look kid, I don't know if you realize this," She folded her hands on the table in front of her and leaned forward, "...but I haven't ever had to buy a birthday present for a 12 year old boy before…" She said quietly.

Henry rolled his eyes, "You'll do fine, I'm sure." He stated flatly. He took another sip of his cocoa and stood up, "I gotta get to school." Emma sighed, but Henry ignored it and leaned forward and giving her a peck on the cheek.

"Remember, I'm staying at Regina's for a few days…." He said as he stood up.

Emma frowned sadly, "I know, I remember… Have a good day at school." She ruffleld his hair, "I love you." She gave him a slight push towards the door."

"Love you too." He said waving behind him.

Emma let out another huff and wrapped her hands around her still warm mug of coffee. She stared blankly at the table in front of her, gently chewing the inside of her lip. It had been 3 months since their return from Neverland, and things had fallen back into a semi normal routine. Henry split his time 3 ways between Neal, Regina and Emma.

She still had trouble letting him out of her sight, but knew deep down that nothing was going to happen to him. He was related (by either blood, marriage or otherwise) to most of the people in town. He had more than enough people keeping an eye on him, and Pan was out of the picture, so there should be no worry on that end.

She sighed and began trying to figure out her day. No work, no Henry, no previous obligations. She wasn't used to not having anything to do. It seems that nowadays she was always getting pulled one way or the other, but today was hers.

Her attention was pulled to the front of the diner when the bell chimed, and as if some unseen force in the universe was playing with her, there was Hook. His eyes met hers and he smirked. She tried to look as annoyed as possible, but the butterflies in her stomach and the quick jump in her pulse couldn't lie. She was glad he was here…

His eyes never left hers as he sauntered over to Emma's booth and took a seat across from her, "G'morning Miss Swan." He said playfully.

"It was..." she replied, giving him her best unamused look.

Hook smiled and rolled his eyes, "You know love, if you spent as much time being nice to me as you did trying to act like I annoy you," he leaned in closer to her and lowered his voice, "and we bothknow that it is just an act" He sat back and continued, "then by this point, we would probably be married, and you with child..." He winked and Emma almost choked on the sip of coffee she had been taking.

Emma scoffed, "In your dreams guy….."

"Every fucking night…." He leaned back further in the booth and stretched his arms out across the back. Emma couldn't help but appreciate how good he looked in normal clothes. The grey long sleeved T he wore stretched nicely across his chest and she didn't have to be looking at it to know that the jeans he wore, so well, only accentuated his perfectly formed….

Emma's thoughts were interrupted by Ruby dropping mug and a full pot of coffee.

"Thank you darlin…." Hook responded flashing her that smile. Emma's jaw clenched, but she knew that it was all for show. He was trying to get a rise out of her. She watched him fill his cup and then leaned over the table and freshened up her cup as well. She mumbled a 'thanks' and continued to observe him as he added sugar and cream to his coffee, two sugars, three creams, to be exact.

She knew this by heart, in fact, there were too many things about the pirate she was starting to memorize. The way his eyebrow twitched slightly when he was thinking too hard, or how he would bite his cuticles when he was nervous, the way his blue eyes seemed to twinkle when he was genuinely happy about something. All of it seemed too normal to Emma when she first noticed. This was nothing like the infamous Captain Hook from the stories… This Pirate was a man, he was human, he was tangible, and he was… hers…

No not hers… Not yet.

Much to her surprise (and a little disappointment), Hook had left Emma alone for the most part upon their return from Neverland. Sure they had seen each other, spoken here and there, and there were more mornings like this than she could count… But he never pressured her for anything, and he had never once mentioned the kiss they shared in Neverland. Were it not for the innuendos and shameless flirting, she would have thought that there was something wrong.

He was giving her space, and for that she was grateful. She needed the last few months to decompress. With everything that had happened in the last year, she didn't think she would have been able to take much more till they would have had to lock her up in one of those padded cells in the basement of the hospital.

Neal however had not followed the same example. He had been persistent to say the least, taking Hook's absence as an opportunity to move in. He came to her door one evening, almost a month prior for the "Talk." Emma had been dreading the moment but knew it was coming….

"You know Emma, if we lived together, we wouldn't have to split our time with Henry between the two of us…" He had suggested, leaning against the counter. Mary Margaret and David had moved into their own place a week before, she was sure that was why he was bringing this up all the sudden.

Emma rolled her eyes. Was that really how he was going to start this conversation? Nevermind the fact that there had been no shared intimacy between them since their return, he just wanted to jump right into living together… And what a cheap way to try and convince her, using Henry as an excuse.

"Neal, that's not a good idea..." She said taking one of the high stools across the counter from him.

Neal scratched the back of his neck, "Why, Emma? What's stopping us from being together… I am here, I'm not going anywhere… We can finally be happy..."

Emma sighed looking at him thoughtfully, "It's just not…." Emma stopped looking for the right words.

"Is it Hook?" He asked suddenly.

Emma looked away, "No."

"Don't lie to me Emma..." Neal threatened, angry now, "I've seen you two together."

Emma rolled her eyes, "...and so? Just because you have 'seen' us together doesn't mean there is anything going on…."

"But you have feelings for him?" He countered.

Emma looked at him now letting out a deep breath, "Yes, I have feelings for him, but he isn't the reason we can't be together…. Even if he wasn't in the picture, my answer would still be no." She admitted, surprised by her own words, she continued though, getting angrier as she finally spoke the words she needed to say out loud, "You left me. You say it was for my own good, but I know that August TOLD you when the curse was broken! Did you come look for me? NO! You moved on! You were engaged!"

"Emma…." He started, but she stopped him.

"No, I don't want to hear it. Do I love you? Yes, part of me always will…" Her voice softened, "but I'm not 17 anymore either. We are different people than we were then." She said almost pleadingly.

She had to admit, it felt good to get this all out in the open. She had been dreading this conversation with him since they got back, but as bad as she felt confessing this to him, it felt even worse letting him think that there was something there.

"Emma…." He started, but stopped, his arms dropping to his sides, "So I guess thats it?"

She pursed her lips together, "Yeah..."

Emma was pulled from her thoughts by Hook clearing his throat, "You with me, love?"

She took a deep breath, "Yeah, sorry, just… thinking."

Hook smirked, "I can only hope that I am the one who puts you in such deep thought."

"Actually… It was Neal," She replied.

Hook scoffed and rolled his eyes, "You'll not be thinking of that ponce in my presence, love."

"Sorry, it's just…" She looked down at her hands in her lap and then back up at him faking a smile, "It's nothing…."

He gave her a look like he knew she was hiding something, but didn't pressure her for more. Emma wondered if knew about the conversation with her and Neal. Surely he did… The rest of the town knew. If he did, though, he didn't mention it and didn't change how he acted around her.

Something dawned on her suddenly, she didn't know why she didn't realize it before… He was waiting on her to make the first move. He wouldn't do anything till she told him (or showed him) it was okay. Her heart jumped into her throat and she did the best she could to swallow back down the lump.

Her eyes met his and she swore that he knew exactly what she was thinking. He smirked lazily and gave her a wink. She could feel the heat on her cheeks as a blush set in and she suddenly felt the need to check her phone… any excuse to hide.

She checked the time, it was barely 9am. She had her entire day to figure out. An idea suddenly came to her. She looked back at Hook, "Do you want to get out of town with me for the day?"

Hook looked taken back by the sudden question, but composed himself quickly, "Love, if you want to have a go somewhere private, I have a wonderfully comfortable bed back on the ship, or even the room granny is providing should suffice, though, we will have to be a bit quieter..."

Emma rolled her eyes but ignored his comment, "I need to get Henry a birthday present… I was hoping the next town over had a better selection of… anything…."

"and you want me there because….?" He asked raising an eyebrow/

Emme didn't know how she was supposed to answer that. She just wanted him there, with her. She shook her head and stood up grabbing her jacket, "Look if you don't want to go you don't..."

Hook stopped her with a hand on her arm, "Emma, I was just curious" He looked up at her, his eyes clear, and expression genuine, "I would be more than happy to accompany you on your quest, fair maiden."

Emma smiled down at him and rolled her eyes, "You've been watching too much T.V."

He stood up, taking her coat from her. She was slightly confused until he held it open for her (or as best be could one handed), "And they say chivalry is dead..." She quipped skipping her arms through the sleeves. She leaned back over into the booth and grabbed her bag, "Shall we?"

Hook held his arms out in dramatic fashion towards the door, "After you M'lady?"

OKAY! This isn't going to be a very long story. It's going to be mostly fluff, maybe a hint of lemon at the end… if you're good and you ask nice. For now it will stay T…. REVIEWS!