"Daddy…" Killian heard, whispered into his slumbering ears. There was a pull on his blanket, and he did his best to ignore it. But then he heard the small voice again. "Daddy."

Killian mumbled something he was sure was some kind of affirmation before turning over in the bed. His tired eyes met a similar pair of blue ones, fear lacing them. "What is it, Abigail?"

"The ship's making noises, and…" She stopped talking for a moment before holding up her teddy bear. "And Jolly's scared and wanted to know if we could sleep with you and Mommy."

Killian sighed but smiled sleepily. This wouldn't be the first time 'Jolly' had gotten scared of the ship creaking in the night. "And Jolly's sure she can't sleep on her own tonight?"

The little girl shook her head vigorously. "She's really scared, Daddy."

Motioning with his head, Killian held out his arms for her to climb into. "Well, get up here, you two. Let's try not to wake Mum up."

The little girl clamored up into the bed, climbing over her father's chest and settling in between him and her mother. As he turned, Abigail snuggled into Killian's chest. With a smile on his face, Killian ran his fingers through his daughter's hair until both were sound asleep once more.