prompt: Emma and Killian (who's currently camping on her couch) need to take care of Roland for the night while Robin and Regina are out on their first date


"I'm exhausted." Killian complained, plopping down on the bar stool.

"Tell me about it. I never knew that a six year old could go so fast." Emma said, making herself a of hot cocoa. Her and Killian had gotten talked into watching Roland for the night so Regina and Robin could go out on there first date. Well, first date that doesn't have a Wicked Witch threat that is.

"The next time you agree to watch him, I'm getting a room at Granny's."

"Gee, thanks. Do you really think I'll be able to handle him all on my own. Even my fake memories of Henry at that age didn't seem that tiring. But you do know that that was all your fault. I told you not to give him caffeine."

"Well, I honestly can say that I have learned my lesson." Killian said, looking over at the sleeping boy that had been running around the house for nearly 3 hours straight.

Killian himself had just learned the qualities of soda himself, and didn't seem to really believe Emma that giving it to Roland would be a bad idea. The boy didn't fall asleep until close to midnight.

"Well, I'm glad. Goodnight." Emma said, grabbing her cup and heading towards her room.

"Question for you, love. Where exactly am I to sleep tonight, seeing the young lad is where I have been for the past few weeks?" Killian asked. Ever since Emma parents moved out of the loft a few weeks back, Killian had been bunking with Emma for the time being since his Jolly Roger wasn't in Storybrooke. And every time she asked him what had happened to the ship, he would always dodge the question.

"I guess, you can crash in my room for the night. My bed is big enough for the two of us. But no funny business, mister." Emma said, wagging a finger at him.

"As you wish, m'lady." Killian said, with a small bow that caused Emma to roll her eyes. There relationship had been slowly evolving into something, what that something was neither one of them really new. All Emma knew is that she loved having him around.

"I'm just going to jump in and take a quick shower. You can just go ahead and do whatever you have to do with getting ready for bed." Emma said, ducking out of the room quickly.

The sight of Killian and Roland playing together was permanently imprinted in her head. She had seen the soft side in Killian a lot of times, but this seemed like even a softer side of him with the boy. At times it almost seemed like they was one big family. A toddler with black hair and green eyes came to mind, and Emma had a hard time shaking the imagine from her head. Maybe it was time to tell him how she fully felt about him.

Walking back into her bedroom she smiled at the sight of Killian laying on his side, stroking the hair of a half asleep Roland.

"He ran in here a few minutes after you left, saying he had a nightmare. I told him he could sleep in here if you didn't mind." Killian said, quietly.

"That's fine." Emma whispered, walking to the other side of the bed. Tucking herself into bed, she rolled over to face Killian and Roland, a small smile gracing her face. This must of been what home felt like.