"Don't run off too far, Serena," Emma called, as Serena ran off to the playground. Sensing Serena hadn't listened to her, Emma turned to Henry. It was still weird to see what he'd be like without Neal's genetic influence—all grown up. "Henry, go make sure she doesn't get too far." She was and wasn't her daughter, so she wanted to make sure she was safe for the Emma that was supposed to be here. That's what made things so weird with the Killian here; he was married. Emma may have been the same person, but she hadn't had the life his wife had had. She went back and forth so many times on the subject that it made her head spin sometimes.

Emma looked back to see Killian spreading out a blanket on the ground. They'd decided to have lunch that he'd prepared at the park that day. She couldn't help the small smile that crept up her face. He'd been so patient with her since she'd arrived, and he didn't even know what it meant to her. If she tried to explain what was going on, he'd think she was crazy, so she kept it to herself, still trying to find a way back to Snow, David, Henry, and… No. She sighed. She hated to admit it, but she missed the pirate. She missed his little quips, his flirting, his humor, and his strength. She needed some of that around. Shaking her head, she walked over to the blanket and started to sit, but not before Killian took her hand and led her down. She smiled up at him. "Someone's a gentleman."

"I'm always a gentleman, darling," he quipped, pulling the food from the cooler.

It was times like that that made the thoughts of the pirate hard to keep at bay. It was difficult anyway when the man she was around looked just like him and had so many similar personality traits. His passion, drive and sarcasm seemed to bleed through to this universe. She liked to think this is what Killian might be like if vengeance hadn't been such a big part of his life. Perhaps he'd still have that glimmer of innocence in his eye had he been spared the agony of losing the woman he loved with no way of stopping it. She'd sometimes wish, when she was around her Killian, that she could just take the pain away from him, but knew the pain made him who he was. The pain made the connection they had real.

Emma was shocked from her thoughts when she all of a sudden felt Killian sitting down behind her, a leg on either side of her, before pulling her toward him. He had a smile on his face as he watched Henry push Serena on the swings.

"I'm glad we decided to do this," he said, turning his attention to her, placing a kiss on her cheek. "We needed a day like this, don't you think?"

This was something she didn't miss from the other world. This was a normal family. This was something that she'd wanted her whole life before things went south; a happy ending. A mother and father that loved her, a husband who was there no matter what, and kids to care for. But she still had her family at home. A family that needed her. She returned the kiss on Killian's cheek, before turning her attention back to Henry and Serena.

"Yeah. We did."

She found herself smiling at the scene again. If she couldn't find a way back home, she could get used to living in this world.