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AN: Wow, so this is the second to last chapter of Uncharted. Thank you again to my incredible beta, GranddaughterOfCaskettAndTivia, you have worked wonders for me. Thank you so much! Enjoy! ~ XOXO MAS
Chapter Twenty-Four
Emma and Killian walked together down the dock, Henry and Wendy dashing ahead of them, Tink and Regina just behind them. It had been a good day. A really good day. Everyone was just so happy. Archie, Graham and Blue had stopped by earlier in the day, the boys were all at the hospital getting checked out by Whale and people already wanted to take them in. According to Archie, there were some taking in two or three boys at a time. Emma's heart warmed at the love in the town, at the way people treated one another and how dearly they held children.
She and Killian offered to take Wendy.
"Oh my, Killian, look!" Emma pointed to the Jolly. The dwarves had outdone themselves. The ship was covered in white lights, a party set up started on the docks and ended on the ship itself. "They did an amazing job."
"Aye love, she's never looked so good. Come on, then, let's see if Leroy found my stash of good rum or if perhaps you and I can just share it." He winked at her, tugging her forward. Emma found herself giggling and chasing after him. As they crossed the gangplank she decided she wanted to get married on the ship. She was sure she wouldn't have to twist Killian's arm to get him to agree to that.
They were passed around from person to person, the welcome they received in the morning nothing compared to the one here. The dwarves were far too excited to be aboard a pirate ship. Emma briefly wondered if she should be concerned about the sheer number of drunken people on a ship who would ultimately wander drunkenly down a dock. Perhaps they should've had the party at Granny's for safety reasons.
"I can feel you worrying about something, Swan." Killian came up behind her, a glass tumbler with rum in his hand held out in front of her. "Drink."
Emma chuckled and leaned back. "I was actually just thinking about the sheer number of people who could drunkenly fall into the water tonight," she mused.
He pressed a kiss to her jaw. "I already offered up the crew's quarters to the dwarves, as they appear to be quite inebriated as it is." He motioned to where Dopey was drawing a face on Sleepy with the help of Happy and Bashful. Emma just shook her head, smiling fondly at the men. "It's quite a town we've stumbled into, Swan," he admitted.
She sighed and rested her head against his chest. "I rather like it."
He nodded his agreement. "It's a good fit for us." He paused, his hook running down her side and across her stomach. "Thank you, by the way, for allowing us to take Wendy in."
She looked up at him. "Killian, of course, I'll admit, I wasn't sure if we should steal her from Tink, but I don't know if it matters. I was actually thinking that Tink may want to stay with us for a while, that way she and Wendy aren't separated." She shrugged. "The girl loves you, Killian."
"I had her aboard my ship for some time. She came looking for Bae, he'd sacrificed himself for one of her brothers I believe," Killian murmured. "The bloody child jumped ship when she heard Bae was on the island. Felix told her that." He sighed. "I searched for her for years, I think."He sighed. "Pan told me he'd let her go. Had no use for girls, they were nothing but a distraction. I'll admit, I fell for it, quite relieved that she was back in London." He pressed a kiss to Emma's temple. "I never imagined when he kicked me off his bloody piece of rock that he'd had her up in that cage."
Emma shivered. "What she went through…." She shook her head. "I hope Pan is dead."
"Without a heart in a land where magic has all but disappeared?" Killian asked. "Yes, I'd wager to say he is quite dead."
"Good," Emma muttered.
Killian chuckled. "You made one hell of a pirate, Swan. Then again, I always knew you would."
Emma grinned at that. "Well, Captain, I would very much love to be your First Mate some day. Perhaps, privately?" She asked, arching a brow.
He growled, spinning her around, setting her nearly empty tumbler on a barrel. "You are a bloody minx, and now that we are back home, I intend on ravishing you properly." He backed her against the side of the ship. "And," he brought his lips down to her ear, "we are going to get our own place and you are magically going to sound proof the room so we don't wake Wendy and I'm going to make you scream," he promised.
Emma let out a breathy moan. "Promise?" She asked.
He grinned. "Perhaps I won't let the dwarves sleep here and you and I will spend the evening in the Captain's Quarters." Emma shivered at the way his tone dropped to something dark and dangerous, dripping with the promise of a night of sinful sex.
The moment was ruined when a drunken Happy stumbled into them. Emma sighed as he giggled and turned, charging back at Doc. "I think that will have to wait for another night. I'm not sure those men could make it down the gangplank, let alone the entire dock," she grumbled.
Killian sighed. "Unfortunately, I think you're right." He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "We'll just have to settle for a night of quite pleasure."
She grinned. "It's always intense and dizzying with you no matter what, Killian. It doesn't matter when or where or how."
He thumbed lightly at the dimple on her chin. "I do believe that has to do with the true love thing," he murmured.
She rolled her eyes. "You're never going to let go of the true loves kiss thing, are you?" He snickered at her. "The 21st century, modern woman in me should feel slightly offended that I need to be saved-"
"But..." he teased.
"I guess I just love you too damn much," she consented, wrapping herself back up in his arms.
He chuckled. "I hate to ruin the moment any further than one of the dwarves managed to, but your blushing parents are on their way over." He motioned to the side with his hook.
Emma groaned and buried her head in his chest. "This is just humiliating."
He laughed in her ear, a deep rumble that she felt reverberate in his chest. "I do believe, Swan, that it would've been more humiliating if they'd walked in on us." He paused. "Though, I must admit, you are quite the vision when you come undone for me."
She let out a groan. "Stop starting things you can't finish, pirate."
He looked down at her. "Concerned I won't be able to make it up to you?"
She was going to respond when her parents stopped in front of her. "Killian, your ship looks quite different," her father offered, glancing around, but avoiding eye contact with the two of them.
"The dwarves and Granny did quite a good job. I do believe Ruby had a hand in it as well." Killian nodded to the brunette who was laughing with Graham, Tink, and Whale.
"I think this is the most festive victory party we've ever had," Snow admitted. She reached out and wrapped her hand around Emma's wrist. "It's perfect."
Emma sighed and tucked herself into Killian's side more firmly. "It is." She paused. "Actually, this is the perfect time to bring it up, before everything spun out of control, Killian and I wanted to get married. We wanted to get married now." She paused and looked up at him. "I was thinking we could do it on the Jolly."
Killian's answering smile was all the confirmation she needed that the idea was a good one. "Swan, that would be amazing."
Snow beamed. "Archie can preside," she said. "He's more than qualified." She paused. "Now, when did you want to do this? We have to find you a dress. I bet Regina can whip one up for you," she rambled on.
Emma chuckled. "Mary Margaret, it can be something simple. It doesn't have to be anything elaborate. I don't want a spectacle. I just want something quiet and simple. I mean, before all of this, it was really just going to be Killian, Henry and me."
"But now you have an entire kingdom," Her father jumped in. "We could make this the biggest-"
"No," Emma put her foot down firmly. "Of course everyone can be there, but I don't want a lot to it. And I don't want a big dress, just something simple and light. Is that okay?"
Snow sighed after a moment. "I suppose so. After all, you weren't raised with the pomp and circumstance."
David chuckled. "Neither was I, and I think simple is just what we need. We've had more than enough complicated to last us all a lifetime."
"Or three," Killian quipped.
OUAT
One Week Later
Killian tugged on the collar of his white shirt, making sure it was straight. Emma had gotten her way, despite her mother and Regina's protests. Tink had been a huge help in maintaining the peace. He had no idea what Emma's dress looked like, a seamstress from the palace who was in Storybrooke had put together something and he hadn't been allowed to see it. In fact, it had been living behind a locked door in Regina's home. A door locked with magic so he couldn't pick it.
Despite the simplicity of the wedding, it had been chaotic. Emma, Wendy and himself had moved into a little cottage on a cliff overlooking the ocean four days prior (it was a wedding gift from Belle, reluctantly given on the Crocodile's part), and their things from Boston had arrived only the day before. To say they'd been living in utter chaos was an understatement.
And to top off the chaos, Emma, Snow, Tink, Ruby, Henry and Wendy had been spending an unusual amount of time together on a secret project. A project that Regina grumbled about daily. Killian and Dave had been slightly offended when the dwarves were sent off on a secret mission the day before and the two of them hadn't been included. The bloody women just gave them beaming smiles before turning back to finalizing the wedding planning, something about needing more seats.
He was drawn out of his thoughts about the previous days when he heard everyone's chairs scraping against the wooden deck as they stood. His eyes fastened on the gangplank, where Emma walked up, a vision in a white dress. The sleeves rested just on the edges of her shoulders, the bodice was tight, showing off her curves, but the skirt flared out, swishing around her knees and she was wearing a pair of tall shoes that made her legs look long and lean. Her hair was up in a high ponytail with just a bit of a curl at the end of it. He could imagine wrapping his hand around it and tugging enough to make Emma's eyes darken and a moan of his name slip past her lips.
She looked like a siren sent to lead him to his death.
And it was a fate he would happily accept if it were by her hands.
Both of their eyes were glistening with tears as they repeated vows they'd written specifically for one another, barely even aware they had an audience until they heard Ruby's loud catcall at their slightly overzealous kiss.
As the deck changed quickly from a place for the ceremony and into a party, Killian was reminded yet again of how lucky he was that Emma was dropped into Neverland when she was just fifteen.
"You're thinking too much," she murmured as they danced on the deck, surrounded by other couples, including Wendy and Henry, which was just too adorable and emotional for her to even handle at the moment.
Killian's eyes roved back to his wife, spinning her out before pulling her back in. "I was wondering what it was you women have been up to this week," he admitted.
Emma's eyebrows raised, knowing that it wasn't exactly what he'd been thinking about at that moment, but she willingly played along. "Ah yes, that, well, we were searching for someone in particular." At his arched brow, she leaned in. "Regina's true love."
Killian snorted. "And you just knew who he was?"
"Tink did." Emma launched briefly into the story of Regina and the mystery man with the Lion Tattoo. "And guess what?" She asked.
"What?" He grinned down at her.
"We found him. His name is Robin Hood." She nodded over there. "He's attempting to woo Regina with rum. Not sure it will work, but something tells me he's going to like the challenge of a prickly woman," she grinned.
"And why do you think that, Swan?" He asked.
She shifted their position slightly so she could wrap her arms around his neck. "Because he reminded me of you. A bit of a darker past, a lot of heartbreak, a streak of honor a mile wide, even if he was technically a thief. Prickly women and challenges seem to appeal to the type." She winked at him.
He let out a full-bodied laugh. "That is true. That's because the treasure beneath is far greater than anyone could imagine," he told her honestly. His hand skimmed up to rest over her heart. "I love you, Swan."
"I love you too, Killian."
OUAT
XOXO
MAS