A/N: So all my stories are late this week. I mean, it's only a day, but it kinda hurts me when I forget to post. Weird, I know. Anyways, please enjoy this cute floof of a chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not own ABC, Once Upon a Time or any of its characters. Just Aria and Amaya. :)


"So, we don't even get our evening to ourselves?" Killian asked as we walked over to Regina's with Amaya and her portable playpen. Purdy was at home, sleeping in front of the fireplace, much like I wanted to be.

"She's killing her mother tonight Killian. The least I can do is be at her house to protect her son while he sleeps."

"Of course love, I just imagined our evening would involve a bottle of wine and one of those movie things." He said, as Amaya was fast asleep against his shoulder.

"I hear you. Later though," I promised as we reached the front steps of Regina's home. She was waiting to open the door, coat on and saying, "He's asleep, and has been for the last 30 minutes."

"Regina, are you sure about this?" I asked as Killian went to the living room to put Amaya down.

"Well, yes. I'm not going to let her manipulate me anymore." She said, as I squeezed her hand in support.

"Good luck? Is that the right thing to say?" I said awkwardly.

"I don't know what you're supposed to say at a time like this," She laughed a little. She left without another word and I closed the door softly.

"She's down love," He said softly as I sat down on the couch. We watched her quietly, Killian tracing a random pattern on my forearm.

"Killian?" I said, getting his attention.

"Yes love."

"Why do you call me love?" I asked softly, giving him a slight smile.

"A term of endearment. I believe you call your daughter 'little love' and I've heard 'pumpkin' a few times. Though I have no idea why you'd call her a gourd," he said, confused.

"A term of endearment. Sometimes I call her 'sweet pea'," I said, as I turned my body to lean against him.

"I would like to get you on my ship sometime this week. I want to take you sailing," He said softly.

"I would love that," I said, smiling up at him.

"Tell me more about Adam," He asked softly, as I watched Amaya breathing.

"What would you like to know?"

"Did your sister approve of him? How did you two meet? How did you decide to get married?" He prompted.

"Well, he never met my sister. We weren't on speaking terms at the time. She had accused me of being heartless, for not wanting to find our parents. I was okay without them, as I had been for years, but we had only found each other 4 years previous."

"Anyways, he tried to get me to talk to her several times."

"He worried about your relationship with her."

"He knew the whole story, but knew how important family was for him. He lost his parents a year before we met, in a car crash, and he was an only child."

"We met at the restaurant I was waitressing at. He refused to leave me be until I agreed to see him that Saturday. He took me for a walk in the park and ice cream and we talked. We got to know each other slowly, cause as I said, I was accused of being heartless."

"I think you have a big heart and you just worry about others hurting you. You are cautious, not heartless." He commented softly when I went quiet. I looked up at him, kissing his cheek, and continuing.

"We decided to get married about the same time he got promoted. He knew he'd have more time afterwards to focus on us. We took a group down to the town hall, and the justice of the peace married us. He was able to get a short amount of time off to honeymoon in Disney World."

"Disney World? What is this?"

"Basically a place with rides," I said, "A place where our world is considered fairytales and every part of this… theme park, has a certain fairy tale theme to it."

"It sounds fascinating."

"Maybe we'll take Amaya there when she's old enough." I said and he beamed.

"You believe we will still be together when she's old enough?"

"I hope…. I feel safe with you Killian. You came off as an asshole, but you secretly have a heart of gold. It doesn't hurt that you're cute, for a pirate." I teased.

"I prefer devilishly handsome or dashing rapscallion if you please," He joked, as a car stopped outside the house. I waited until the door opened to get up, only to find Regina with tears in her eyes.

"Killian, could you take Amaya home?" I asked my pirate softly. He nodded, kissing my cheek and picking up Amaya. I would bring her playpen later when Regina kicked me out, and he would watch her for the next part of the night. Once the door had closed, her tears fell and I wrapped her up in my arms.

"I know it was for the best, but I can't help but feel guilty. I just killed my mother," She sobbed as I led her to the kitchen.

"Regina," I said, making her look at me, "I can't give you absolution for what happened tonight. You had clear intentions for what you did, and reasons to back up those actions. It was up to you, as no one else had that strength. Gold was your mother's lover and still holds a spot in his heart for her. My mother would never admit it, but she wished your mother were dead. You knew that Henry wasn't safe, nor was anyone he cared about."

"Her death has more meaning than most. It means that Henry won't grow up without knowing his grandparents, or his cool Aunt, or now, even his father. She would threaten and destroy everything he holds dear, all so you could have your happy ending with him. You know she would," I said as she dried her eyes. I poured us both a glass of wine and she sighed, "Of all the things I've done, this one may blacken my heart the most."

"Regina, do you know how most fairy tales end in this world? Good defeats evil, even if it means murdering the evil one. It's not all black and white though. Just because someone has done evil, doesn't mean they can't be good. They just need the chance to be good, to change and be better. This may feel like an ending, but it is just the beginning." I said, tucking a hair a behind her ear.

"You Charmings and your hope speeches... For being my step-granddaughter, you sure have become more like a sister to me." She smiled.

"Always." I said, tears in my own eyes.

I left shortly after that, as Regina needed her sleep and tomorrow we would inform Emma of what happened and why.

"Killian?" I called softly as I walked in the door.

"Shh, she just went to sleep love," He whispered from the living room. I turned the corner to find Amaya resting peacefully on his shoulder.

"She would fuss whenever I put her down. So I decided to keep her here for a bit."

"She's silly," I said, as I sat down.

"Well, your sister did stop by and wasn't terribly pleased I was here by myself with your daughter."

"It's not like you'll run off with her." I said, brushing a curl out of her face.

"Well, you should be concerned. She is your daughter," He said, confused.

"But like I was trying to say at Regina's, I'm starting to trust you. More than I should at this point in our relationship, but I do."

"That means the world to me love," He said, smiling wide. He looked away for a moment before slowly getting up. She didn't stir in his arms so I thought he was going to put her down in her crib.

"I would love nothing more than to take you upstairs and lay down with you."

"Killian," I started, thinking he had other things on his mind.

"Just to sleep love. It's been a long day and I thought Amaya could sleep between us, as a precaution. I do not want to push you past your boundaries love." He said, as the little girl shifted in his arms.

"That sounds perfect," I said, knowing she would deter us from anything happening tonight.

"I should let you change first, and then you can hold her while I get ready for bed," He said, wiggling his eyebrows, as we walked up the stairs quietly. Chuckling softly, I knew everything was locked, so I shut lights off as we got closer to my bedroom. He had never been in here, so I was nervous that I had let a bra lying around somewhere. I was fortunate that I had cleaned up that morning, because all I had to do was pull back the covers, and go change in my bathroom. Once I was in my pajamas, I carefully took Amaya and laid her down on the bed.

"I don't know how comfortable you'll be, but I have a couple things of Adam's that will fit you if you don't have pajamas." I said as I got out a t-shirt and a pair of men's lounge pants. He smiled, kissing my cheek softly and saying, "Thank you love."

I crawled in next to Amaya as Killian went to change in the bathroom. I turned off the light when we got into the bedroom, so the only light we had was the bathroom, so as not to wake up my little girl.

"She looks so peaceful," Killian said, lying down on the other side of my daughter.

"She does," I commented. As the silence settled around us, I felt his hand take mine overtop the covers.

"Thank you," I said softly.

"What for love?"

"This moment." I said, looking into his eyes. His softened, and he smiled, "Anything for you love."

"Goodnight Killian," I said as I drifted off.

"Sleep well Princess," He said as sleep consumed me for the night.


A/N: Floof right? Look it up in urban dictionary in it's verb form. (verb form) 1. To feel and/or express the mushy feelings inspired by something adorable, loveable, or darling.

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