This is the last of the Halloween fics (though technically in London it's now the 2nd)! I hope you enjoy it.
Emma makes pretty bad decisions in this chapter- probably don't copy her.
Canon divergent from season 3- I've added Elsa back in as Emma deserved to have that good friendship.
"Emma, can you get the-"
"- Already got them, mom." Emma interrupted as she held the cupcakes Mary Margret had baked with her earlier that day. She slammed the door of Mary Margret's car shut once she had retrieved them before she peeked through her own car's window to make sure she hadn't left anything. Certain she hadn't left anything she started to follow her family into the town hall, despite having his arms full of other containers of Halloween themed baked goods, David still waited at the door to hold it open for Emma. "Thanks dad." She smiled as she walked through it, David shortly walking by her side, "I still think we should have hidden at least one of these for us." Emma complained as she placed the tray of cupcakes next to some gravestones brownies Mary Margret had already placed down.
"I'm sure if you ask your mom she'll make more of these for you." David smirked, Emma had already managed to sneak a few before Mary Margret could stop her while they were at home, he looked to see Mary Margret already talking to Ruby and picked up one of the white chocolate ghost ginger bread men and passed it to Emma. "You didn't get that from me." After all they had been told that they weren't to have any before the town party had properly begun.
"Thank you." Emma mouthed and walked to the other side of the room away from where her mother could see her.
David walked over to join Mary Margret and Ruby. "Really?" he laughed when he saw that Ruby was dressed up as this world's version of Red Riding Hood.
"Hey I'm embracing it." She smiled and she started to tickle Neal who was in Mary Margret's arms. "He is too adorable." She gained a smile from Neal who was dressed up as a little pumpkin, his dark hair poked out from under his stalk cap.
"Yeah, this world's outfits for babies for Halloween are adorable." Mary Margret agreed. She had decided to dress up as a vampire, complete with fake blood dripping down from her lip, David had dressed as a skeleton in a skin tight suit; which Mary Margret could find absolutely no fault in at all, while Emma had gone for the more pop-culture centred costume and had gone as super girl- though both her parents were happy to see that she had steered clear of the so called 'sexy' versions of the costume – especially for the family centred town party.
"Woah, looking good kid!" David called as Henry entered the room, along with several others, dressed as an impressively realistic zombie. He was about to compliment Hook's Jack Sparrow costume when the one-handed-man sent a smirk Emma's way.
"Hey mom," Henry interrupted seeing the look on his grandfather's face, "will you drop me off at Hansel and Gretel's when you're going to the other party? We're going to go trick-or-treating before I stay over, I want to dump my stuff there first."
"Yeah of course." Emma smiled.
"Is that what you're wearing to the next party, Swan?" Hook asked, his tone was innocent sounding, but he had a glint in his eye.
Emma's eyes darted to her parents before she looked back at Hook. "Yeah, of course." If the looks that David shot Hook earlier, when the pirate saw the current outfit she was wearing, were anything to go by he would be very displeasing of the outfit the next party would entail. "Hey let's go apple bobbing." She grabbed Henry and Hook by their arms before anyone could mention anything more about it.
This was the first time the whole town had been able to celebrate Halloween, and Emma had barely celebrated it as a child, so this was really her first opportunity to let her hair down. She had agreed to go to the town party with her family, of course, however she was also going to leave part way through with Hook and a couple of others to go to a more mature party; well as mature as a zombie themed party could be- Emma was just grateful there were no real zombies, at least this time, anyway.
After several games, including 'pin the hat on the witch', and several 'scary' stories Henry was finally ready to head to his friend's (who had gone home shortly before Henry). Which meant that Emma, Hook, and Elsa could also go. Mary Margret was wiping some buttercream from the corner of David's lip when Emma went over to them. "Hey, I'm heading out." She thought that they would give her a slightly distracted response, but as soon as they heard her speak they gave her serious looks.
"Okay, be careful." Mary Margret told her, at least she managed to hide any concerned looks, with a smile.
David gave a more overprotective look, which only increased when he noticed Hook behind Emma pretending not to be paying attention. "Ring me if you need a lift home."
Emma rolled her eyes, yup there was the overprotective father statement. "It's okay, I won't be home until late, and I'm taking my car anyway." She shot them a smile turned to walk to the exit.
David quickly put his hand on Emma's arm forcing her to stop and turn to face him. "We're serious be careful," he watched as she barely concealed a sigh, "and have fun." He added with a smile.
Later that night David and Mary Margret were curled up on the couch, they had changed out of their costumes and into some warm pyjamas, and had The Rocky Horror Picture Show playing on the television. But neither one of the were paying it much attention, they were both too distracted by the fact that other than the sound of the movie, the loft was silent.
"You know," David stopped to kiss her slowly, "this is the first time we've been alone for a while."
Mary Margret smiled against his lips. "Neal's here still."
"He's asleep, that's about as alone as it gets with two kids and a grandchild."
Mary Margret laughed slightly at the almost pouty tone. "Maybe I'm enjoying the movie."
"And ordinarily I would leave you to enjoy it, but we're in violation of some Halloween laws."
"And what laws might those be?"
"Well, on Halloween you have to either be wearing a costume or nothing at all."
Mary Margret laughed outright at his terrible line. "But our costumes are already in the wash." She said biting her lip.
"Well then, there's only one solution." David started to kiss along her jawline and down her neck.
The buzzing shrill tone of his cell phone made David shoot awake, he budged Mary Margret off of his chest sat up and reached for his phone, he pressed it to his ear and started to speak. "Sheriff Nolan." He stood up and crept out of the room.
Mary Margret had woke up as soon as David had stood up, she glanced at the clock and winced at the time, half two in the morning, only a few more hours at the most before Neal would be waking up; in fact she was surprised that he hadn't been woken up by the noise. Mary Margret sat up slightly waiting for David to come back into the room.
David sighed walked back into his room and hunted for some clothes to put on. "There's been a party or rave at an abandoned building in town, the neighbours are complaining that it's getting a bit out of hand so I'm going to go break it up."
"Are you going to need to wake Emma up?" She asked keeping her voice low so they didn't wake Neal.
"Nah; it's probably just some teenagers, I'll tell them off then send them home for their parents to deal with." He pressed a kiss to her lips. "I'll leave her to get some sleep; I didn't hear her come in earlier so I doubt she'll be in the best of states. I'll see you later."
David grabbed his coat and the station car's keys then set off to the address.
Emma groaned as she woke up, she was laying on something hard and uncomfortable which was definitely not her bed, even before she could open her eyes she felt her head pounding and her vision swimming. She managed to slowly open them without feeling overly nauseous but she didn't bother to wonder where she was until she sat up and found that she was on the bed in the cell in the station. She frowned as she looked between the bars trying to figure out what was going on; obviously someone was playing a trick on her but nobody was around. She looked around the office for some sign of life but there was none, even out the windows there was nothing but the dark of night. At that moment she saw someone walk around the corner; her dad.
She took in his deadly serious face as he walked towards the cell and would have been impressed at his acting skills if she wasn't in-between a state of being drunk and having a hangover. "Hilarious. Now let me out of here."
David placed down Emma's workout clothes, he had just grabbed from her locker, onto the closest desk then walked so he was close in front of the bars, close enough to for his daughter to see he wasn't even slightly joking. "I will let you out of there soon but first we are going to have a little talk." He said placing his hands on his hips.
Emma tried to swallow but her throat was dry she had no idea what she had done but there was no way she was looking forward to the talk.
"What do you remember about the party you went to?"
Emma tried to think back several hours, she remembered bits: a lot of drinking, close dancing with Killian, a few drinking games, kissing Hook, more drinking, she was pretty sure that some of them had left the party at one point but she didn't remember much after that point. She stayed quiet, she didn't want to tell her father what she did remember, he already looked as though he was about to dislocate his jaw he was clenching it so much.
David sighed and crossed his arms over his chest. "According to Elsa you drove after you had been drinking from the first party to another one in Will Scarlett's car which was full of people. I got a call about an illegal rave, by the time I had got there most of the people had scarped – I did however find you trying to set off fireworks." David was barely containing his anger at what she had done. "Not to mention several of the buildings around which had been TP'ed and egged; but I didn't see you doing that so you're not in trouble for that one."
Emma could hear the disappointment in his voice and couldn't stand it. It didn't help that his words had sobered her almost completely, and now her head was pounding harder than ever, she stood up and crossed her arms, mirroring David's stance. "Well, if you didn't see me then why am I the only one here? Why am I here at all?" She ordinarily wouldn't speak like that to anyone, especially her father, but having him lecture her as though she had snuck out binge drinking like a teenager was getting to her.
"You drove while drunk to a rave!" He shouted he took a deep breath as Emma sat back down on the bed and when he spoke again he made sure to sound slightly less angry. "And you are the only one of those people who is sheriff, and is my daughter, and you should have known better."
Emma felt her father's words sink in. She had never heard him sound so angry, ever. And she supposed he had a good reason to be. She went to pull her legs up to her chest, but found that she was wearing David's coat, that's when she remembered that she had changed to go to the second party; no wonder she was feeling so cold considering her costume was made up of hardly any material at all.
David picked up Emma's clothes, unlocked the cell door, and strode into the cell. He was almost surprised when Emma didn't move a muscle when he opened it, but then he caught sight of her face, he could tell she was beating herself up inside. He placed the clothes at the end of the bed, then he crouched in front of her, taking her hands in his. "You made some pretty bad decisions tonight, Em. You put people in danger by making some bad choices, and just as, if not more, importantly you put yourself in danger."
"I'm sorry." She half whispered.
David nodded. "You're on desk duty for the foreseeable future. And you won't be driving for a long while."
"And mom?" She asked quietly.
"Already knows. We'll be talking properly about this tomorrow when you're sober and your mom and I are properly awake. Emma I know this was your first opportunity to let your hair down, and I know that this job and being the Saviour puts you in a lot of pressure, and this is the first Halloween you got to celebrate here so you could relax a little because you trust the people that you're with. But you completely over did it. So we will be having a very long conversation tomorrow Em."
Emma nodded slowly, she was not looking forward to that conversation, at all: though of course she knew she deserved it.
"Now, get changed and then I'll drive you home, you could have caught your death in that 'outfit'."
Mary Margret was waiting for them when they came in. At the sight of her mother's face Emma automatically tried to slip behind her father; not that that stopped Mary Margret. She was surprised when her mother handed her a bottle of water and some aspirin.
"Take these or your head will be hell in the morning."
"Thanks." Emma mumbled, her mom was obviously extremely angry, yet she was still making sure Emma would be okay; Emma just wasn't used to this. N
"We'll talk in the morning." She told her daughter who looked thankful that she was able to escape.
David and Mary Margret led in bed waiting to fall asleep before the other of their children woke them up.
"I guess Emma decided to go as a teenager for Halloween in the end." Mary Margret whispered with a smile, David had already explained what Emma had been wearing, and he clearly was still not happy with it; not that there was really that much he could do about it now.
David groaned. "I'm almost glad I didn't have to see her act like that as a teenager." He complained. "And what she was wearing was not suitable- even for Halloween. I know she's grown up, but I'm still her dad."
"I know." Mary Margret said softly. "I hope you didn't complain to her too much about her outfit." She knew that Emma would probably start wearing shorter clothing just to spite David if that was the case.
"No, I just told her she would catch her death wearing that." David wrapped his arm around his wife and watched as she started to close her eyes. "Next year she's going as a nun."
