When David burst through the door Killian ran through several scenarios in his head. All of which focused on one goal; keeping everyone in the room safe. It is perhaps ironic that David had the exact same goal. If mind reading was a skill either possessed the impending altercation would have gone very differently.

"Where are they?" the Prince shouted, his anxiety making his voice hard. Killian resisted glancing towards the girls who were on the couch but concealed from view by the high back.

"Now mate. Calm down. There is no need to be rash." Killian used a soft placating voice that only irritated David even more.

"Calm down? When you are threatening the life of my daughter?" He took a step into the room.

"What?" Killian's forehead crinkled as he raised his eyebrows.

"We know that the Dark One has your heart. We know that you are under his control." David advanced his sword rising to the level of Killian's throat. The scenario was sadly familiar. David misunderstanding his motives and resorting to violence was a pattern he thought they had left behind in Neverland.

"No! I got my heart back. I..."

But Killian's explanation was cut short by a blast of white light. It shot through the air throwing David back across the room and into the wall, where he crumpled.

"Bloody hell." Killian rushed over and inspected the Prince. No permanent damage had been done but he would be unconscious for a while.

"I didn't mean to!" Elsa wailed from the couch. Both her and Emma were now standing on the cushions so they could see. "Is it his heart? Did I hit his heart?" Snow flakes began to fall around her head.

Killian straightened and walked back to the two girls.

"Elsa. It's okay. He can't hurt us now." Emma spoke gently and reached for the older girl.

"DON'T TOUCH ME!" Elsa jumped away falling off the back of the couch. The snow fell harder and Killian felt a cold wind begin to blow. He remembered the scared Elsa that had created a snow monster, that had trapped Emma in the ice and he felt the urgency of getting control of the situation.

"Elsa." Killian approached her slowly; his voice calm and soft. "Lass he is fine. You didn't do anything. It wasn't your magic." He dropped to one knee and placed a soothing hand on her back. Elsa let him because, like all children, she wanted to be comforted.

"It wasn't?' Elsa asked with hopeful eyes.

"No it was Emma's magic" Killian inclined his head towards Emma who was still standing on the couch, confusion etched on her face.

The snow disappeared as Elsa's eyes grew wide with surprise. She stood and turned to Emma.

"You have magic?"

Emma shook her head. "No. I don't. Magic isn't real. It's only in stories, like Peter Pan or Pinocchio."

Elsa turned an accusing glance on Killian. "She doesn't know she has magic."

Killian ran his hand through his hair, deciding how to explain without telling the truth. Explaining to two little girls that they had already grown up, but they just can't remember it was not an option. He sighed and cast a glance at the passed out Prince. He lifted Elsa up and set her down standing on the couch next to Emma. He leaned down slightly so the girls were eye level with him.

"Magic is real Emma. And I think both of you were magically transported here, to this town. It's called Storybrooke and here only very special people can use magic."

"Other people have magic?" Elsa asked with a hopeful gleam.

"Aye. There are many people who wield magic in this town. Emma." Killian shifted to meet her wide eyes. "You have light magic. It is powered by love and your other emotions." Killian looked again at David, who was stirring slightly. "When he came in were you afraid?"

Emma nodded. "I didn't want him to hurt you. I just thought he should stay back." There was a small quaver in her voice as the realization dawned on her that she had thrown the man across the room with only a thought. Killian raised a hand to her face and smiled.

"You were protecting us. Don't feel bad little love. You didn't know what you were doing." Emma nodded and swallowed back her tears. "Next time try not to think too hard about making someone go away. If you think hard enough about something your magic can make it happen." Killian didn't have magic but he had observed it long enough to have a pretty good idea of how it worked.

"Can she make it snow too?" Elsa asked with the eagerness of a girl who has discovered she is not alone in the world.

Killian shook his head. "No darling. Your ice magic is special. You are both very special little girls."

Emma and Elsa shared a grin. Their young hearts already glowing with a fast friendship. "What does ice magic do?"

"Lots of stuff. I can create snow or ice anywhere. I can make ice sculptures or snowmen. I can even freeze the floor and we can skate on it."

"Wow! I want to do that!" Emma turned to the pirate with pleading eyes. "Killian can we do that? Please?" Killian almost chuckled at her eagerness.

"Not now lass. Right now we need to sort out why your fa-, why David over there was so angry."

Emma wrinkled her nose. "Because he is a bad man."

This time Killian did laugh. "No. He isn't. He is a very good man. A hero actually. He just got confused. He thought I was the villain. He thought I was going to hurt you."

Elsa and Emma shook their heads at the idea. "You wouldn't hurt us!" Emma proclaimed.

"You were protecting us!" Elsa chimed in.

Killian felt an overwhelming desire to hug the two little girls. Such automatic trust was so rare in the world. Certainly it was not something a pirate ever got to experience. A fact Emma had pointed out on the beanstalk so long ago. He smiled but instead of hugging them he placed his hand on their heads and ruffled their hair as he spoke. "I will always protect you. I promise I am your friend and will take care of you no matter what."

A groan from the Prince caused them all to turn.

"He won't hurt you I promise."

Before Killian can cross the room to check on David there is a clatter from the dining area. The crash of the door being flung open and several feet stomping in.

"In the parlor" he heard Ruby's voice call out.

"David!" Snow's voice called and Killian imagined he could see her rushing toward the room.

He turned to greet her, hoping the Princess would be more inclined to listen than her husband. But the door suddenly slammed shut and it clicked as it locked itself. Killian instantly turned back to the girls, prepared to comfort and reassure them. His words die when he sees Emma's mischievous and proud grin. She hadn't closed the door because she was afraid, she was just testing her magic.

"Emma." his voice holds only the slightest tone of rebuke but her face still crumples.

"I'm sorry! I just wanted to see if it would work! !…" Killian shook his head to cut her off. It was disconcerting the way she reacted to any kind of censor. Her desire to please, to not get in to trouble was very strong.

"I'm not mad lass."

"Oh." she looked surprised and happy.

The doorknob jiggles and Snow bangs on the other side. "David!"

"He is fine. We are all safe. I have my heart back. Everything is alright. Just hold on." Killian called and then turned to Emma and Elsa. "The people who are here will not hurt you." The girls nodded their understanding and Killian was pleased that they seemed more curious than afraid. "Now Emma can you unlock the door?"

Emma smiled before screwing her eyes shut in concentration. There was a click and Snow White rushed into the room. In her haste she barely registered Killian or the girls, her eyes latching on her now stirring husband. She sank to her knees, her hands cupping his face. "David!"

He opened his eyes and smiled at her "Snow!" Then he shook his head as his memory returned. He sat up straighter, his eyes landing on Killian. "Pirate!" he growled, trying to stand but not quite strong enough yet.

"It wasn't me mate!"

Killian couldn't explain further because just then Ruby, several dwarves, and Granny all began spilling into the room. A chorus of "What happened?" "What did you do?" and general confusion erupted. Killian tried his best not to look threatening and wait out the chaos. As the volume in the room rose Killian felt a small hand slip into his. He looked down to see Emma's wide eyes. He turned to Elsa, now sitting on the couch's armrest and wrapped his left arm around her. He gave them both a grin. "Cover your ears." he said. When both girls had their hands firmly wrapped around their ears he filled his lungs.

"SILENCE!" his deep voice bellowed. He used his Captain's voice; a voice honed over hundreds of years shouting orders across the wide deck of a ship at sea. In the small room it reverberated powerfully sending shockwaves across those gathered. The silence was immediate and they all turned to him expectantly. From their faces it was clear that many of them were just now registering the presence of the two little girls. Killian let the silence stretch and then offered a grin to everyone.

"That's better. Now. First some introductions." he turned to the two girls his smile still in place. "I met these two lovely lasses in the street. They are not from Storybrooke. The last thing they remember is sleeping in their beds and then they woke up here. This, " he inclined his head to his left "is Elsa. And this" he lifted his right arm, "is Emma." She lifted her hand and gave a little wave.

They all stared, their wide eyes and crinkled foreheads a testament to their confusion. It took a moment for them to work out what Killian had said and then the room erupted in excited questions and exclamations of disbelief. Killian shook his head and sighed. Elsa drew closer to him, her icy hands wrapping around his neck. Killian looked down at Emma. Her head was tilted up, her eyes closed in concentration. Suddenly the room was quiet. Killian looked up, startled at the change. Everyone's mouths were still moving but there was no more sound. He watched as they all realized what had happened, their hands flying to their throats, their lips forming words and shouts that never materialized.

"Emma." he said and was relieved that his own voice was unaffected. She grinned up at him.

"They were too loud." she offered; causing Elsa to giggle. Killian couldn't help his own smile.

"Yes they were. You are a very clever girl." Emma's smile grew wider as he pulled her tight against his leg. Killian glanced back at the silent group. Their mouths had stopped moving and their attention was on him and the girls; their eyes angry and disapproving. But Snow and David just looked shocked. Killian scratched behind his ear before addressing everyone.

"I think it would be best if you vacated the room and let me talk with the Prince and Princess." A few mouths opened to argue but when no sound came out they all grudgingly began to file out.

When they had left and David and Snow had risen to their feet on the opposite side of the room Killian turned to Emma.

"Now lass will you please reverse what you did."

"Okay." she said and after a second of concentration she nodded. Killian looked at the royal couple.

"Can you speak?"

It was David who found his voice first. "What the hell is going on?"

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Author's Note: So first off THANK YOU! The response to this story has been overwhelming! Seriously all the follows, favs, and reviews are just so humbling! Who knew we all had a desperate need to see a young Elsa and Emma with Killian! Honestly it really got me excited for finishing up the chapter just to see what you all think! Like I said at the beginning this isn't a plot or logic heavy story. This is pure fluffy fun with magical shenanigans and cute kiddos. Hopefully I made you smile! Also hopefully I managed to keep my tenses in check (it's a problem everytime I write in this style so if you see any issues please let me know!)