A/N: Hey guys! It's Parents/Family Weekend in this chapter. Always a very different type of weekend than the average one on a college campus, so I wanted to explore it in this story. Hope you guys like it!

One weekend, every autumn, a hush seemed to fall over the campus that was brought by both the administration and the students. Gone were the remnants of upperclassmen ragers or the hoard of undead hung over students donning sunglasses and dirty sweats. Instead, the vibe was catalogue-esque and Emma had to admit it was a nice change. More weekends should be Parents Weekend if it meant things were this calm and relaxing.

"So what time are they coming again?" Killian asked for the third time in an hour. Seems not everyone was feeling particularly calm. In the face of meeting Emma's adopted parents, Killian actually seemed anything but.

"Twelve, and they have a dinner reservation back home so they'll only be here a little while. If it's too much, we can wait to introduce you." Killian smirked at that.

"Time wont make this any better, love. Best to be brave now than a coward." Emma laughed. If Killian only knew Claire and William Swan, the world's kindest people, he would realize that all of this worry was for nothing. They were going to love him, of that she was sure.

"Should I be more nervous to meet Liam tomorrow?" Killian scoffed.

"Don't be ridiculous. You're perfect, and if he wasn't so happy with Elsa he'd likely try and steal you away." Emma shoved at him.

"I promise five minutes in you'll be kicking yourself for being this worried." Emma placed a light kiss on Killian's lips. "I love you and they trust my instincts. You're just thinking too much." With that, Emma's phone rang and she saw it was her Mom. She answered on speakerphone, placing a finger to her lips to keep Killian quiet.

"Hi Mom."

"Emma, honey, your father overestimated how long it would take to get to you so we are actually here now. Should we meet you at your room?" Seeing as they were in Killian's that didn't make much sense. Claire Swan was as intuitive as her adopted child though. "Or perhaps the observatory?"

Killian looked at Emma in questioning. Had she told her parents about what the spot meant to them? But she was as shocked as he was and shook her head.

"Yeah, the observatory sounds great, we'll be right there."

"Okay love you, Emma."

"Love you too." She ended the call and looked at the now slightly panicked Killian. She couldn't help but laugh at how adorable he was when feeling out of his element. Before he could think the better of it, she pulled him in for a demanding kiss, one that he gave himself over to quickly, nearly groaning into her mouth. When she was confident she'd fully distracted him she pulled back.

"We can handle today as long as we're together." He smiled at her statement.

"Aye love, together." With that, they headed to the observatory, through the throngs of students and their families. It was a quick walk but her parents had been faster and Emma saw them searching for her amongst the crowd.

"Mom! Dad!" she called and both of her parents immediately smiled. The same little rush of excitement that always hit when they showed her they loved her came calling. After years of not feeling like she'd ever find home, they had given her one so readily and she would never take that for granted. Slightly older than the other parents on campus, the Swans had tried for a long time to have children and unfortunately never managed to. No matter to them, though, because they would always think of Emma as their daughter, blood or not.

"Emma, honey, you look so beautiful!" Her mother's brown hair was pulled back in a neat bun and her big brown eyes looked close to crying from the happiness of seeing her daughter. The woman quickly pulled Emma in for a hug and Emma appreciated the warmth of it.

"Thanks Mom."

"No noticeable tattoos, piercings or signs of excess partying." Emma shook her head still smiling as her Dad made the comment. "Such a disappointment." He teased as he hugged her.

"Mom, Dad this is my boyfriend Killian. Killian these are my parents Claire and William Swan." Immediately both of her parents shook hands with Killian, engaging with him about school and baseball. As Emma had predicted, they set his worries at ease in no time and as they walked through the campus towards the bookstore, Killian and her father happily discussed the standings of some of the pro soccer teams in Europe. Both of them called it football of course, as they were purists.

"He seems like a lovely boy, Emma." Her mother's words were genuine and filled with joy for her daughter.

"He is. I love him mom." Her mother considered the statement with a smile.

"I met your father our senior year you know." Emma nodded. She had known that, and thought it a good sign. If she ended up half as happy in marriage as her parents were, she would be a very lucky woman.

"So no 'you're too young to know love' speech then?" Her mother laughed.

"Emma, you have known more of life than near any person your age. You are no ordinary schoolgirl, you are an extraordinary person whose gut I would trust in any situation. And more than that, you are my daughter. Give me a little credit for helping show you what kind of man could be worthy of you."

"You guys have actually met him before, did you know that?"

"Of course, that's why we met you two at the observatory. It's not like there's many foreign boys at a school in Maine, honey." Emma laughed at that. "He's good for you though, I can see that. He makes you happy, and that is truly a gift."

"Yeah, it is." Killian turned back at that moment to smile at her and she smiled back, preparing to go to him.

"Swans mate for life." Emma turned at the weird comment from her mom, but the older woman merely smiled and shrugged. "That's what your father told me after our third date. Said he knew after the first."

"Dad was pretty smooth."

"He was. And he used to look at me the way Killian looks at you, dear." Emma's stomach fluttered at the thought, but she pushed it aside. It was weird to talk like that, about a big future and implications with her mother of all people. With that the four of them set off to peruse the store for campus paraphernalia and then had lunch at the Commons. After only a few hours, her parents were off again, and though Emma would miss them, she also appreciated the time with Killian again.

"So you were quite obviously right, Swan. No need for worry."

"What no threats from my Dad to treat me well?"

"None would ever be needed. Though he did give me a sound piece of advice." Emma tried to get him to tell her what it was about, but Killian told her that she'd know in good time. He seemed serious about it, and Emma could respect his want for privacy, even if went against her more inquisitive tendencies.

"Speaking of advice, Ruby advised that perhaps we'd all enjoy a night off campus, considering the current state of things." Killian chuckled at that.

"A very smart girl that Ruby. As always, Swan, where you lead I will follow." He pulled her hand to his mouth and kissed it.

"I warned you about being too charming, Captain Jones." His eyes flashed with heat at the endearment.

"Aye you did, love. Care to teach me a lesson?" She considered for a minute then pretended to gather her things and leave. In seconds he was grabbing her from behind and twirling her as she squealed in delight. "I had a rather different idea about that lesson, love."

"Let me guess, it involves the loft and you catering to my every desire?"

"Too right you are, Emma. Too right you are."

…

The nervousness did eventually come for Emma about meeting Killian's brother again. Luckily for her, it wasn't until about five minutes before he would be there the next day, and she managed to refrain from looking and sounding quite as stricken as Killian had the previous day. Killian meanwhile was joyous at the chance to see his brother, as usually he wouldn't until Christmas break.

"Last time he was here, we spent near four hours sampling every pizza establishment in a ten mile radius, until he was sure that we'd established the best. Said I shouldn't be slumming it for the sake of a scholarship." Emma laughed at both the story, but also how excited Killian always was to talk about Liam. His enthusiasm was infectious and almost childlike. It was adorable and so unlike the Killian that the rest of the world often saw.

"And that's why anytime I want pizza we have to get it from Seaside Slice?"

"It is indeed love. I leave the best places for grilled cheese or onion rings to you, but my brother is a man who knows his pizza."

"A good quality to have. He seems like the perfect guy." Emma's tone was a bit teasing, but she hadn't intended for Killian's response. He pulled her back against him and whispered low in her ear.

"Are you looking for perfection, Swan?" She shook her head no.

"I think I already found my brand of perfect, thanks." With that she turned around and placed a quick kiss to his lips. When she pulled away, he looked just as happy as when he talked of Liam, maybe more so.

"Surely that scraggly mess of a man is not my baby brother, Killian!" Emma and Killian turned at the voice Emma knew must be Liam's and she was right. Standing there with a big smile on his face and laughter in his eyes, Emma noted the similarities between him and Killian, none so noticeable as his lopsided grin.

"Perhaps you meant younger brother." Killian teased before bringing Liam in for a big bear hug. Emma watched at the happy moment, suddenly a bit choked up.

"They're adorable aren't they?" A female voice asked Emma from her side. It stemmed from a beautiful blonde who Emma recognized from photos as Elsa, Liam's girlfriend.

"You could say that."

"Has Killian been as ridiculously excited as Liam has been?" Emma nodded.

"Likely more so. I'm Emma, by the way."

"Oh, sorry about that. I'm Elsa. I just feel like I know you already since you're all Killian can talk about and Killian is all Liam can talk about."

"All bad things I hope." Elsa laughed loudly at that.

"If it was any more complimentary I'd think you'd put him under some magic spell." Emma blushed at that.

"Don't count that possibility out just yet." Both women devolved into laughter as the brothers made their way over.

"Thick as thieves already. This may have been a huge mistake, lad." Elsa playfully swatted at Liam as he came to stand beside her.

"Be nice and introduce yourself to Emma."

"Yes, ma'am." Emma couldn't help smirk at that.

"Allow me, brother. Liam this is my girlfriend Emma. Emma, my brother Liam." Emma extended a hand but Liam looked at it for only a second before pulling her in for a hug.

"Nice to see my brother managed to trick you into being with him after years of loving from afar." Emma laughed at that as Killian bristled.

"I won her heart through no trickery, sir." Emma placed a hand on his arm and smiled, conveying she hoped just how true his statement was.

"What's nice is how patient he was, what with the carrying a torch for three years and all." Killian mumbled low about being willing to wait forever, which made Emma feel that flutter of warmth inside. Elsa meanwhile sighed happily.

"You guys are so cute." Emma went deadpan as she looked at Killian.

"We've been deemed cute – the kiss of death. It was nice knowing you." She made to pull away but his hand grasped hers firmly and she laughed at his possessiveness.

"Maybe before the two of you scare Emma off entirely we could go get something to eat."

"Excellent idea, brother." Then Liam looked to Emma. "How do you all feel about pizza?" Killian and Elsa groaned as Emma laughed. In the end, they decided instead to go to Full Moon diner, which luckily wasn't filled to capacity.

"This is a cool place. How did you find it, Emma?" Elsa asked.

"My friends showed it to me this year. It's the sight of our weekly midnight breakfasts."

"Oh we had something like that when I was at university. Only the place wasn't nearly as nice as this. A real hole in the wall, but the food was good and cheap." Emma and Elsa talked on and on about what it had been like to go to university abroad. There were a lot of differences for sure, but still a lot of similarities. The two women had a lot in common which was understandable, as they'd fallen for two brothers who were so close.

"I can't remember the last time I had a waffle." Elsa proclaimed when they were finally served. Emma watched as she piled it high with whipped cream to such an extent that it looked the work of an unsupervised child. Sensing how excessive she had been, Elsa blushed.

"You know what goes really good with whipped cream? Hot cocoa," Emma said.

"One step ahead of you, love." Killian waved over the waitress and asked for a round of cocoa and a cinnamon shaker.

"Cinnamon in cocoa?" Liam asked skeptically.

"Have a little faith, Jones." Emma joked. Liam looked a bit taken aback for a moment at her forwardness but then laughed and when the drinks were brought to the table she was proved right.

"Oh my god, why doesn't everyone do this?!" Elsa was practically chugging the scalding hot cocoa, potential injury be damned.

"Something has to separate us culinary genius' from the rest of the world," Emma replied.

"Well, to culinary genius then." Elsa raised her glass in a toast.

"And to family. Old and new." Liam's addition was happily toasted to as well and soon the four of them were stuffed and headed back out into the world.

"Why did we walk here again?" Elsa asked as she held her stomach.

"For precisely this reason. You do the crime, you gotta serve the time." Emma's comment made Elsa laugh, and soon the other blonde woman was begging her not to make any jokes or she may actually burst.

"Speaking of time, would you mind if I stole some of yours, Emma?" The request from Liam made Emma a bit nervous for the first time since meeting them but she nodded and walked a ways behind Elsa and Killian. Killian kept looking back at her until finally Elsa demanded he just trust his brother and she pulled him along faster.

"My brother is hopelessly in love with you." Emma started coughing on air and could only watch a moment as Liam started grinning widely. "And luckily for him since I can see the feelings are mutual."

"Yeah, they are," Emma admitted.

"I had a whole plan of what to say to you, but seeing the two of you together, has made it a moot point."

"Well I'd hate to see your forethought go to waste." He chuckled in that same low tone as Killian.

"I was going to tell you that my brother is not the kind of person to let you go once he's let you in. He's an honorable man and one who does not take love for granted. My mother used to say he 'feels fiercely' and it's a good way to say it. So if you aren't serious about him, let him know now." Emma looked shocked. "I did say it wasn't necessary now, didn't I?" She nodded.

"Is it written on my forehead?"

"I'm sorry?"

"That I love him. First my Mom, now you. Is it really that obvious?"

"Oh there's no doubt at all. Couldn't be clearer. I could have been a complete stranger and known." Emma considered the embarrassing implications of that and realized she didn't care. It was nice to know they could be so open. It was something to be cherished.

"He misses you, you know." Liam nodded.

"Aye of course he does. As he'll miss you over the winter break I'm sure." A small pang of hurt came through Emma's gut at the comment. She hadn't thought of that, but as it was the first weekend of November, they only had about six weeks before a two month break. That would be a long time to be apart. "You should come."

"Wait what?" Emma blinked out of the haze of impending separation.

"To visit with us over the break."

"I wouldn't want to intrude at all." Liam laughed at that.

"You wouldn't be. Look, I don't mean to pressure you Emma, but if you want to the offer stands. I think my baby brother might be a bit more bearable at Christmas if he has showing you around his home to look forward to."

"Well thanks. I will definitely let you know."

"I hope you will come, Emma. You have my brother's heart and the admiration of my Elsa, your presence would be more than welcome." Emma's mind was running a mile a minute but she didn't have much more time to consider before they'd arrived back at school.

The rest of the afternoon went by swimmingly and Emma thoroughly enjoyed herself before unfortunately having to make her excuses and actually get some work done. Once back in her room she called her Mom about the offer to stay with Killian. Her Mother was thrilled at the prospect and assured Emma that they could make the expenses work.

"Besides, it would make sense for you to see Killian's home when he'll be seeing yours in a couple of weeks."

"Wait what?" Emma asked.

"Well Thanksgiving. I just assumed you'd be inviting him." Emma had been hoping to ask her parents if it would be okay. Now she knew it was. It was just a matter of asking Killian.

Post-Note: Hope you guys like the update! I wanted to include family weekend somehow and it was a good way for Killian to meet Emma's adopted parents and for Emma to meet Liam and Elsa. Let me know what you guys thought, though, I love all the feedback!