EPILOGUE - Only You.

"TAKE THAT, YOU VILLAIN! THAT! AND THAT!"

"I'll get you, Pan! You fed my hand to the crocodile, it's time to return the favor!"

Emma laughed as she watched her daughter launch herself onto her husband, her small arms wrapping around his torso as she attempted to tackle him. Killian dramatically fell to the floor, over-exaggerating his descent with a loud 'Oof!'.

Hope giggled as she sat atop her father's chest, her hands clutching the sides of his face. Killian grinned up at his daughter as he watched her laugh over her defeat of the dastardly pirate, Captain Hook.

"Swan!" He yelled out, when Hope reached her still sticky, ice-cream covered fingers forward to tickle him. "I need my crew members to come to my assistance against this demon, if you don't mind."

Emma smiled, calling back her acceptance to his plea, before clambering to her feet. Her hand reached down, scooping up the toddler that was sucking on the small stick that had once held his ice-cream. His sticky face pressed into Emma's neck, but she couldn't find it in her to care.

"Shall we help Daddy fight off Peter Pan?" Emma asked the small boy in her arms, her cheek pressed against the curls of blond on his head that matched her own. The child cooed slightly, shifting his face against her neck.

"Sorry, Captain!" Emma called to her husband who was still being attacked by their daughter. "Looks like First Mate Swan and Lieutenant Liam are gonna have sit this one out."

Killian yelled dramatically, but winked at his wife as she sank back down with Liam in her arms. Her son shifted his body against her, so that he sat comfortably enough in her lap to fall asleep. That was something her son could do that never failed to amaze Emma; his ability to drop off to sleep in the space of two seconds in any environment.

Hope continued her attack on Killian, who shook violently, bouncing his daughter up and down. Hope shrieked loudly in pure delight as she convulsed on top of her father, her fingers finding purchase in the light blue t-shirt he wore to hang on.

Emma chuckled softly, pressing a kiss against Liam's head. She was happy. She was home. She had a family who loved her, two amazing parents, an abundance of friends, two beautiful children, and a husband who had supported her through everything.

Her life hadn't always been easy, she had spent so much of it alone. But he had found her, and she had found him, and she was was forever grateful for him being her true love. She smiled when Hope flopped down atop her father, her arms wrapping around his neck in a hug as they lay on the grass. Killian's joyful laugh warmed Emma's soul.

Liam shifted in her arms, her eyes being pulled away from her husband and daughter as they played. She brushed a small strand of blond hair from her son's forehead. Where Hope was almost the spitting image of Killian, Liam was the miniature version of her father. Emma grinned as she recalled the moment that they had revealed Liam's name to her father, the way his eyes had filled with tears. Liam David Jones.

Liam was certainly David's little prince. He had developed an extremely close bond with his grandson, one both Emma and Killian supported with everything that they had. It made Emma incredibly happy to know how close her family was, see the friendships that had managed to sustain themselves through the gap in generations.

Her eyes slipped closed, her cheek resting against her son's mop of blond hair. Her thumb rubbed his back soothingly as he slumbered. She licked her lips, running her tongue over a patch of rough skin that signalled her need to buy more chapstick. And then, Emma did something that she hadn't done in years, something that had been a fear of hers ever since a girl at highschool had told her she couldn't do. She started to sing.

It was a small melody, quiet and simple. It was a song that Emma had always felt a connection to, one that had resonated deep inside of her heart. To her, the song was a representation of those she loved, their voices echoing from her very soul.

Tomorrow is uncertain,

Who knows what it will bring?

But one thing is for sure, love.

With you I have everything.

A happily ever after,

Is the way these stories go.

Used to think that's what I wanted,

But now I finally know.

There's no storm we can't outrun,

We will always find the sun.

Leave the past and all its scars.

A happy beginning now is ours.

She looked down at the slumbering child in her arms, his small lips twitched up in a smile. She stroked his cheek gently, rocking him back and forth.

"You should sing more.." Killian's suddenly close voice made her jump, jostling Liam and waking him up.

"Wh-what?" She said, her eyes wide as she looked at her husband who had sat beside her, Hope propped up on his lap. Her hands adjusted Liam so that he could settle down against her again.

"Singing. You're really good at it. You should do it more." He said matter-of-factly. She blushed. He never failed to be unbelievably sweet. She leaned towards him to press a kiss against his lips, his skin slightly stained green from the grass.

"I love you." She whispered against him. His eyes remained closed as he smiled, happiness shining through his grin. He opened his eyes slowly, the piercing blue revealing itself from underneath his dark lashes. God, she loved his eyes. The softness they could hold when he interacted with his children. The deep blue they became in the throes of passion with her. The twinkle whenever he flirted or teased her. She could sing a million songs about those eyes.

"I love you too."

God, she loved his voice. The soft, gravelly tones. The lilting English accent that remained with him through all of his years living in America. The way his pitch became significantly higher when questioning her or making a joke. When he sang softly to their children to help them sleep. His soft whisper when telling her how he loved her. She could fill a thousand books about that voice.

She smiled, kissing him again. A husband, two children, a loving family. She couldn't have asked for a happier beginning to her story. And it well and truly was theirs, forever and always.

Killian's arm wrapped around her, causing Emma to rest her back against him slightly. The two of them sat like that for a long while, both of their children sleeping soundly against their bodies. The bright afternoon sun slowly sunk into a chill evening glow. As the sun set, Emma and Killian awoke their children, pointing up at the purple and orange colors that had spread across the sky.

It was perfect. They were happy. Nothing could ever change the utter joy Emma felt. Watching her children's eyes light up as they saw the beauty in the sky was truly a blessed sight. Killian's hand pointing to the sky, speaking in hushed tones to their daughter about the mix of colors and why the sky turned so beautiful as the sun "prepared to sleep" had her heart expanding.

As a chill started to settle in, Emma and Killian stood, hoisting their two tired children into their arms. They shared a quick and sweet kiss before making their way back into their house.

Emma placed Liam down in his cot, her fingers brushing against his hair gently as he slept. She could hear Killian muttering gently to Hope in the next room, telling their daughter a story to settle her enough.

"Hey, little Captain. Your daddy is usually the storyteller, but I think it's Mommy's turn tonight." Her son shifted slightly, his thumb reaching up to suck into his mouth.

"Once upon a time, a little girl was laughing at her friend in a lesson. And then she saw a little boy, and he looked sad and alone. So she spoke to the little boy, and became his friend.

They spent years building their friendship, the trust that they had in each other so strong and unique. But then the boy told her he had to leave. The little girl didn't know it then, but she had fallen in love."

A deep voice from behind her made her jump slightly, Killian having entered the room. His arms slid around her waist as they stood over their son.

"And before she let the boy go, the little girl scared him and excited him by kissing him. And he, unlike the girl, knew that he was in love with her."

Emma smiled sadly at Killian's words, her head pressing against his, her thumb stroking the hand that held her belly. She spoke again, picking up the story.

"The boy and girl lived for years apart, both losing a lot in that time. They both became lost without each other, and lived in pain as the distance between them grew.

But then, one day, the boy returned. And found the girl. And that friendship rekindled and grew. It grew so much and so quickly, overwhelming them both."

Killian pressed a kiss to her head before continuing the story.

"The boy had never let go of his love for the girl, and being with her again had only made it grow. She was so beautiful, so kind and full of care. And it took her time, and him losing a hand, for her to accept her feelings."

Emma smiled, her voice whispering out the next line of the story.

"And she fell for him, she fell deeply and quickly. Their friendship became a relationship, one that would withstand the test of time."

Killian sighed, pressing his nose into her neck before muttering just to her.

"The little boy and girl had grown into a man and woman. And they had become a man and wife. And they had two children, whom they loved dearly. It was a love story that could transcend all others, and it has no end. The boy and girl only had each other, they found people on the way but it was only them."

He turned to Emma.

"It was only you, Emma Jones. Only ever you for me."

Emma nodded, kissing him softly.

"And it's the same for me, Killian Jones. Of all the people in the world for me to fall in love with, of course it would be only you."

The lost boy and lost girl were forever merged in a love story that had no end. It would only grow and change and expand, even after their time had passed. The family that they had created together would be the happiest family in the world. The lost boy and lost girl had made a story, and it was the best story.

It was rocky, and full of hurt and loss and anguish.

But it was full of joy and light and happy beginnings.

The boy and girl would, and forever be entwined in an epic tale. Two kindred spirits who were eternally…

Lost and Found.

Well, that's it guys. We're done.

I know I said I might post one-shots for this fic but I think I ended it on a good note and am reluctant to carry it on but honestly who knows! Stick around though!

Thanks for joining me on this wild crazy ride, the amount of love I've received for this little fic has been absolutely amazing, you guys honestly make me so happy!

This fic has been my baby for a year now and I think it's a good ol time to end it.

Thank you all for being so wonderfully amazing and putting up with my lack of a schedule, real life can be gruelling sometimes.

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I'm not gonna stop writing, I have a few ideas on my agenda so keep an eye out for an update from me soon.

Next up: A canon (possibly divergence) story of the entire story of Captain Swan from Killian's point of view, from 2x05-6x22. Gonna be wild.

All my hugs and love,

Ginny x.