The sound of rickety wheels rolling down the freshly mopped aisle echoed throughout the supermarket. It was Thanksgiving Day and Killian Jones found himself last minute shopping for items to prepare for the family gathering at the Charming's farmhouse. Mara enthusiastically asked to tag along, and Killian could not say no to her famous puppy dog pout.

"Oh, daddy can we get those?!" Mara begged pointing to a bag of pink marshmallows on the adjacent side of the aisle, causing Killian to lose his focus of searching all the brightly packaged boxes for the brand of stuffing Emma requested.

"Love, we've got to keep on track with this list if we want to make it to grandma and grandpa Charming's on time" Killian declared, causing his daughter to sulk in the seat of the cart.

He could not stand anymore of Mara displaying such a sullen mood, so he decided to appease her and placed the bag of pink marshmallows into the cart.

"Yay! Thank you daddy!" Mara rejoiced clapping her small hands together. "I promise to be extra helpful now" she added, causing Killian to arch his eyebrows wondering if that would actually be true.

"Aye Love, now let's get back to it shall we? Next on your mother's list is something called cranberry sauce, so the search continues!" Killian excitedly bursted out pushing the cart at a faster pace pointing to the 'horizon' of the aisle. Mara laughed at her father's remark and joyously played along with his game as they ventured around the store looking for cranberry sauce.

Strolling through a couple more aisles, the father and daughter duo finally found their treasure.

"Lookie here Mara, X marks the spot" Killian boasted as he gestured to the variety of canned cranberries. He then picked up a can to get a better look at what product his wife desired. "Well, this doesn't look appetizing now does it? Who would bloody well eat cranberries from a tin can?" Killian inquired stroking the scruff on his chin.

"Daddy, mommy said you weren't suppose' to say that" Mara scolded at her father's use of the word 'bloody'.

Killian cursed under his breath knowing he was going to get a talking to for this as his daughter was fond of sharing everything with Emma, but suddenly a great idea popped into his head.

"Now lass, how about we stop by and look at the sweets on our way out and we don't mention that little hiccup to your mother?" Killian mused hoping his daughter would comply.

Being the five-year-old she was, Mara wholeheartedly went with that plan as she knew she had her father wrapped around her tiny finger.

Killian and Mara journeyed onwards working towards checking the various items on Emma's list as they made a fun scavenger hunt out of it. The sights of so many different options of food and other products packaged in such strange, colorful wrappings adorning interesting names such as pringles, spam, and oreos overwhelmed Killian, as he was still getting used to all the modern commodities that came with Storybrooke; however, a familiar sight made him stop in his tracks.

He reached out into the refrigerated shelf and picked up a pack of green cups of substance. "I know this is not on the list, but I'd say we can't return home without these small cups of healing goodness" Killian noted showing his daughter the package of Jell-O in his grip.

"What's so special about it?" Mara inquired tilting her head.

Killian chuckled softly, thinking back to his days in the hospital being first introduced to this odd food substance.

"Once, when your dear ole' dad was sick in the hospital, your mother gave me some of this and like magic, I was all better again" he reminisced before placing a couple packs of different colored Jell-O into the cart.

"With colder weather drawing near, it would be best to keep some in stock at home in case anyone of us catches a cold. Rather be safe than sorry, right lass?" Killian expressed.

"Looks yummy to me!" Mara replied being more interested with the vibrant colors and jiggly nature of the Jell-O, rather than the healing purposes her father had just explained.

After about a half an hour spent at the store, Killian and Mara packed up the bug with their goodies and happily made their way back to the house.

Mara was a tremendous help in unloading, as Killian watched her strategically choose to carry the bag containing the gummy worms she picked out and the pink marshmallows in it. He laughed at seeing his daughter eagerly hurry inside with her treats as he managed to grab the rest of the haul from the trunk.

Entering inside and hearing the loud thud of the front door shutting behind him, the sound of Mara's voice carried from the kitchen as he could hear her tell Emma the adventure they both had at the supermarket.

"Oh, your father said what now?" Emma questioned as she shot her husband a glare when he plopped the grocery bags on the counter.

"Ah, Mara I thought we weren't going to share that with mommy, right?" He pondered while watching his daughter try to open the pack of gummy worms.

"Uh oh, sorry daddy" Mara guiltily replied before gently setting the bag of candy down.

"It's alright darling, mommy appreciates to know these things" Emma chimed in reassuringly rubbing Mara on her back.

After the family unloaded the groceries, Emma sent Killian and Mara upstairs to get dressed in their more fancier outfits than his current leather ensemble and her Sofia The First t-shirt.

Emma, being already dressed and ready, took it upon herself to ready the food to bring over to her parents while she waited. She was just about to put the last can of cranberries into the decorative glass bowl, until she was alerted by the pitter patter of Mara's feet bounding down the stairs.

"Mommy look how pretty I look!" Mara passionately declared as she twirled around in her velvet green dress.

Trailing her, Killian, wearing navy dress pants and a white sweater, met Mara downstairs and picked her up as they graciously spun around together keeping the momentum up.

"My dear, you do look lovely. May I have this dance?" He sweetly asked as he gently placed her down on the wooden floor.

Mara instinctively stepped onto her father's shoes and they waltzed their way around the dining room joyously laughing out in glee.

Emma luckily managed to capture the entire scene on her iPhone as she smiled to herself taking in this cherished moment. Once the dance was over, she then put her phone away, thus keeping this memory in her pocket forever.

Glancing at the clock, Emma saw that it was now 2pm and they would be late to the Charming's Thanksgiving meal.

"As much fun as that was, I'd say it's time for the Jones' to continue the fun and head over to grandma and grandpa's" she spoke out glancing over at the clock and then to Killian alerting his attention to the time.

"Aye, come on my loves it's time to set sail to our next heading" he boasted nudging Mara in the direction of the door after helping Emma grab the food on the table.

The family of three managed to get out the door, into the yellow bug, and make their way to the Charming's in record time only arriving 20 minutes late to the gathering.

Making their way up to the porch of the white farmhouse, they were greeted by a broadly smiling Mary Margaret welcoming their arrival.

"Nice to see you guys made it in one piece" she pointed out subtly noticing their lateness.

"Yeah, sorry about that mom. We were a tad held up by a dancing outburst and forgot the time" Emma apologized as she adjusted the weight of the dish of food in her arms.

Snow, upon hearing this, immediately forgave her daughter and gestured them into the homely estate.

"I'll send you the video soon" Emma whispered into her mother's ear as she made her way through the threshold.

"Can't wait" Snow merrily grinned as she helped Emma by taking all of the dishes from her into the kitchen.

The commotion from the dining room was quite the spectacle as the Charming's had invited all their family to the feast. Killian was quickly greeted by 8-year-old Neal latching onto his leg, as the boy had a great likeness to his 'uncle' Killian.

"You made it!" Neal happily exclaimed before being unhooked from Killian by his father.

"Now Neal, give him some personal space, he just got here" David suggested.

"That's perfectly alright. It's good to see you lad, and you too mate" Killian mentioned to both Neal and David.

After Neal apologized to Killian per his father's request, he grabbed Mara and whisked her away to play with him, Gideon, and Robyn in the family room.

After Emma and Killian got all caught up with everyone, Snow shouted out from the kitchen that the meal was ready and asked them to be seated.

Granny and Snow started bringing out the bountiful feast that they prepared from the kitchen to the dining room as everyone began to sit down in their assigned seats.

Glancing around the table, Mara was placed in the middle of all the people she loved in Storybrooke. To her left sat her father and to her right was her mother. Her aunt Regina and uncle Robin with both Roland and Henry were sitting across from them, along with her aunt Zelena sitting next to her daughter Robyn. Of course, her grandma and grandpa Charming sat at the ends of the table with Neal bouncing in his seat anticipating all the food he was going to consume. So many other guests were present as well such as Granny, the dwarves, and even Rumple and Belle came along with their son Gideon that the table had to be extended.

"To our family" Snow toasted indicating the feast to begin.

"Our family" everyone echoed raising their glasses before the symphony of sounds of metal clanking silverware filled the room.

Just as Killian was about to lift a forkful of turkey in his mouth, he was interrupted by the tugging of his sweater. To no surprise, when he looked down, he found his daughter wide eyed looking up at him.

"Aye, what is it Love?" He softly questioned as he bent down to her level continuing the conversation.

"Why is it called Thanksgiving daddy?" She inquisitively replied awaiting his response.

"Well lass, I think it's because we all come together as family and friends and say what we are all thankful for" he answered trying his best to explain it to his young, insightful daughter.

She sat there for a second pondering her father's response before asking: "What are you thankful for daddy?"

He looked around at his newfound family and to his wife that he had adored since the moment he laid eyes on her, and back again to his daughter. "Well Love, I'd say I'm most thankful for you" he replied, giving her a quick poke on her tummy causing her to laugh out.

"How about you, Love? What are you most thankful for?" He asked.

"I'm most thankful for Jell-O!" She proudly announced back to him.

This set the whole table into laughter as they had been secretly honing in to their conversation.

"Of course you are lass" Killian chuckled before nuzzling her up in his embrace.