My co-author an I would just like to thank everyone for the overwhelming support. We couldn't of asked for anything better for our first story. We are planning on turning this into a series, along with writing some one-shots for the in-between stuff you missed. If there is anything you would like to see as a one-shot feel free to post it in the comments. We are open to almost anything from the end of Heroes and Villains (4.11) to the end of Days of Future Past. Again, thank you for reading and we hope you enjoy the conclusion!
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT- Inside the Library (Future Emma and Killian, Leif, and Kendra's Point of View)
Kendra slowly shuffled into the library, her arm locked with her father's. Her mother was whispering something to Leif who was nervously grinding his teeth together.
"Kendra, love, Leif has something he would like to ask you."
Killian unlocked his arm from Kendra's and walked over towards Emma, laying his hook on Leif for a split second, causing him to flinch. Kendra stared into Leif's eyes as he took her hands in his own.
"Kendra," Leif swallowed, "will you make me the luckiest person in all of the realms and begin a courtship with me?" He tried searching for the answer in her gaze.
"Leif, I…."
She looked at her parents. Her father's look of pain and her mother's glimmer of hope was too much. She couldn't do this with them looming over her.
"Mother, Father, could you leave us? Please?"
"Aye. As you wish, love." Killian and Emma reluctantly left their daughter and Leif in the library.
"So?" Leif asked as soon as the door clicked shut.
"I don't know."
Leif looked down at his feet.
"I want to say yes. I really do. But I love being out on the open sea, traveling the world, I would have to give a lot of that time up to be with you. I am not sure that I am ready to give that part of me up quite yet."
"You don't have to give that up Kendra. I want to be out there with you. I would never ask you to give up your pirate half and be confined to a castle, acting prim and proper at all times."
"Really?"
"I really love…like that part of you, a lot. I want my parents, my sister, and aunt to get to know you, for you."
"I didn't know you had a sister."
"She is only two. Her name is Gerta, named after my grandmother."
"What if they don't like me? I am very different than most princesses."
"Don't worry, they will love you. I am glad you aren't like any other girl out there."
"We barely know each other though. I didn't even know you had a sister until just a second ago!"
Leif chuckled. She was hard-headed indeed, but he was not going to take no as an answer.
"There will be plenty of time to get to know each other. It isn't like courting is shackling us together and immediately sweeping us down the aisle."
Kendra turned away blushing. Leif thought she was just going to walk out the doors to the library.
"Captain Kendra Jones! You are the most amazing woman in all of the realms. I want to have the honor of sailing by your side, defeating any foes we face together. Even if you don't want to court me, I want you to be my pirate captain. I want the life of adventure that you have. I want to get to know you, love every part of you. I never want to stop staring into those beautiful crystal blue eyes of yours or watching how your golden hair flows over your shoulders. I want to spend every day figuring out all the ways to make you smile. I want-"
"Shut up, you idiot."
Kendra spun around and grabbed Leif by his collar. She pulled him in and planted a kiss right on his lips. Leif cautiously placed one hand on the back of her head burying it into her golden curls and the other on her back. Thoughts swirled around in their heads as they held each other. What was her father going to do? Should he take this as his answer? Light exploded around them and a portal opened right behind them. Kendra and Leif pulled apart from each other, astonished at the portal.
"I did it! I bloody well did it!"
Everyone had evidently heard the explosion and came running in to the library.
"Just so we are clear… Was that a yes?" Leif's voice was barely a whisper.
"What do you think, love?"
