Seventh. Sunday Morning.
On this Sunday morning Henry wakes up because the scent of pancakes with maple syrup fills his room. His stomach rumbles and he hears the radio, playing a sweet and happy song that makes him smile immediately before he gets out of his bed. Henry hums while he opens the curtains and then his room is filled with warm sunlight. He leaves his room and enters the kitchen but to his surprise it's empty. On a plate on the kitchen table stand his pancakes with maple syrup. The song ends as he sits down and the host of "Storybrooke Radio" starts talking.
"Good morning, Storybrooke! It's a beautiful sunny Sunday morning in our small little fairytale town. But not any one can enjoy it. For example Eric in the pet shop. He is still looking for the girl with the voice he met in the karaoke bar before the curse was broken. So if you are her, please call us on "Storybrooke Radio" while we play your song! By the way - what a beautiful voice! We're really lucky to have this amazing record here and you, dear listeners, have the honor to listen to it." Henry smiles because he knows who the one is, Eric is looking for. It seems like the little mermaid has come to Storybrooke but even though the curse is broken Prince Eric doesn't know that Ariel is the girl with the voice. Before the curse Ariel could talk and sing, but she and her prince were damned not to find there happily ever after. As the curse was broken Ariel has lost her voice and the vivid red haired employee of "Aunt Ursula's pet shop" became mute. Eric works there too, but because Ariel is mute and only true love's kiss can break her curse they are damned to circle each other without finding their happily ever after. But Henry is pretty sure that they will find each other as soon as it is possible. Maybe he will help them... Why shouldn't he? The eleven year old boy digs into the pancakes his mom has made for him while he listens to Ariel's voice on the radio.
"Forget it! I won't work in the library with Rumpelstiltskin's girlfriend and his son, who is your ex-boyfriend!" a voice says in the living room. And Henry immediately recognizes it as Killian's.
"Ah, so you want to work in the wood shop with August and his father?" Emma replies mockingly.
"No! I got the feeling that, since I live with you, beautiful, Pinocchio likes me even less than he did before. Is there no other possibility? Some "job" with ships or at least with water?" Grinning Henry lifts his plate and walks quietly into the living room. They sit on the sofa, his mom has her laptop on her lap and Killian sits right next to her, watching her while she scrolls down the website she is on. A smile plays around the corners of her mouth.
"Something with water you say?" she asks and looks at Killian, now really smiling. The pirate raises an eyebrow.
"Aye, or did I stutter?" Emma shakes her head and her smile grows.
"Then I got something for you." She clicks on a link and turns the laptop so Hook can see the page.
"Seriously, Swan?" he asks as he looks up from the laptop and into Emma's face. The blonde leans back and crosses her arms in front of her chest.
"It's got something to do with water, doesn't it?" she smirks and he shakes his head disbelievingly.
"You can't be serious! I won't work in a bloody aquari-thing!" Killian says slightly startled.
"It's called aquarium and there would be water and fish. Besides you never said sea, you just said water."
"Aye, I did. But this?!" He sighs. "I see, I get to choose one of those three. Try to convince me to take the last." Slowly Emma closes the laptop and sets it on the living room table. He watches her suspiciously.
"Convince you, you say?" the blonde asks and leans toward Killian, who stars to smirk as he realizes what Emma is up to.
"Aye, lass. And I hope you'll do a bloody good job." The blonde smirks back at him, their lips come closer, slowly stroke over each other, but Henry decides he does not to see them kissing, so he clears his throat and the grown-ups part immediately. His mother gives him an astonished look while Killian just lifts an eyebrow. "Henry!" Emma says.
"How long have you been watching us, lad?" Hook asks. Henry shrugs and squashes himself between the two adults, his pancakes and his fork still in his hands. He takes his time before he finally answers them.
"Since you said you won't work with my dad in the library," he answers and Emma compresses her lips to a thin line. She hates it when Henry says "dad" whenever he mentions Neal. But she knows she can't forbid him to see his father. They have a right to spend some time together even though she actually doesn't want them to. Killian gives her a half smile that tells her, that he understands her. She thinks of their conversation last night and how it has changed the things between them. She has let him in more than one way. One way had been sleeping with him, the other to talk with him about her past. But he saved her life and he is probably the only person except from Snow who knows the whole story about her and Neal and even though she has sworn herself to never trust anyone again before she is sure she can count on them one hundred percent she trusts him. There is a silent understanding between them and she can tell by the way he looks at her that it has been the right decision to trust him. The pirate looks down at Henry and raises an eyebrow.
"Alright, lad. Then... What do you think?" Henry exchanges a look with his mother, who tries to suppress a smirk.
"You said you wanted a job with water." Hook growls and stands up. Walking up and down the room he buries his hand and hook in his jeans pockets. He gives mother and son a deathly glare, but then he stops and sighs.
"You two want me to work in a pet shop?" Emma and Henry look up to him and nod seriously. He sits down on the sofa's armrest right next to Emma. "I will do it," he says and Henry smiles widely and starts eating his pancakes again. While the boy eats Killian leans down to Emma's ear and a shiver runs down her spine. "But," he whispers. "It will take a lot more "convincing"..." The savior blushes.
"That's your condition?" she asks and Hook's eyes sparkle in amusement. He winds a strand of hair around one of his fingers.
"Actually yes," he says and Emma can't help but stare at his lips. She swallows hard and Killian smirks. "So you agree?" Emma rolls her eyes, pretending to be annoyed, but she's not. Her heart beats faster as she thinks of the nightly activities they could do together. Emma wonders how it can be even possible to want someone as much as she wants Killian. She looks up and right into his blue eyes, which are almost black right now. His pupils are widened with lust and desire. But the moment is over as soon as it has begun. Henry places his empty plate on the floor and both adults look at him. Emma's heartbeat slows down again and her lust subsides as the rattling of the plate and the fork sinks in.
"Mom, can I watch TV? There's this movie I would like to watch..." Henry says and smiles at Emma with his best innocent smile. Emma cocks her head.
"What movie?" And suddenly her eleven year old boy looks guilty.
"Pirates of the Caribbean" Emma smiles. She knows the age limit is twelve, but she doesn't care. She loves her son for feeling guilty about wanting to watch a movie for twelve year olds. She gives Killian a look, but the captain just stares at Henry in amazement.
"Did you say "pirate"?" he asks and as Henry nods, Killian looks at Emma. "Can we watch this mooh-thing?" he says and Emma laughs, takes the remote control and switches on the TV. Two hours later Henry and Emma sit on the sofa and they both laugh so hard it hurts and the reason sits between them on the sofa. Killian's arm rests on the backrest right behind Emma and the pirate stares at the screen with the feeling of being torn between laughing with them and despairing because of Jack Sparrow.
"He is the worst pirate I've ever seen," he says as the end credits run over the screen. Emma looks at him with false pity and pats his cheek.
"Poor, Hook," she says but she chuckles. Killian snorts and shakes his head.
"This is not funny. Pirates aren't always drunk." Emma raises an eyebrow.
"Well, I remember you saying "It's rum. A bloody waste of it" as you wrapped your scarf around my hand up on that beanstalk." The doorbell rings.
"I'll open the door," Henry says and jumps of the sofa. Meanwhile Killian leans forward till his breath strokes over Emma's lips.
"When I hear beanstalk I always think of two things. First how you abandoned me. Second how you grabbed me." Emma blushes.
"I just grabbed you because-" Hook cuts her off by pressing his lips against hers. His lips slowly start moving, exploring the soft warmth of her mouth like it would be the first time they kiss. But as her lips part his tongue enters her mouth and their kiss becomes longing.
"So it's true." They part immediately to stare at the man who looks at them in something between surprise and resignation.
"David!" Emma says, looking at her father in surprise, Charming just looks back at her for a short moment.
"We'll talk later," he says before he looks at Hook. "You and me. Outside the flat. Now." The pirate lifts his hand and hook in defense.
"She wanted me to do that!" Killian says and Emma boxes him in his arm. He steals a short peck from her. "I'll be right back." And Emma gives him a warm smile that lights up his world.
The door shuts behind them and David plants himself in front of Killian, who crosses his arms in front of his chest. He knows those talks. Those "Daddy-talks". "Hurt her and I'll hurt you". Yes, he knows them. But this time it's different. He will say "I won't hurt her" like he always did but this time - for the first time in his whole life - he will mean it.
"Break her heart and I will break your face." Well, that is new to him. He has never heard a threat like this before.
"That wasn't very charming," he says and David shrugs, looking at him with cold blue eyes.
"Yeah, that's probably because "Charming" is just my nickname," the prince replies. To see his daughter hurt is the most terrible thing he has ever seen and he won't let it happen again. Especially not because of this pirate. Hook's boastful expression changes as he realizes that David just worries about Emma, that he just wants to protect her from any harm - just like him.
"She trusts me and I won't use that against her or hurt her in any other way," he promises and Killian could hit himself for this more than cheesy reply but David seems content. That's so typical for the Charming family. Cheesy is just good enough. Killian would never admit that, but he thinks he could get used to that fluffiness. Just for Emma - and a little bit for Henry too.
A/N: Just a feel-good chapter, hope you don't mind :D Thanks for reviewing and favoriting and following (and beta-ing Susan94) :) I enjoy every review I get :) They make me feel like a kid on christmas' eve :D