Are We There Yet?

Killian offers to drive Emma's two children to Vancouver, and her children do not approve of Killian and make the journey a living hell for him

Killian Jones should have known that dating a woman who had two kids would end in disaster eventually, especially considering that he was not the biggest lover of kids.

Killian had met Emma Swan when he had given her a ride home from work three months ago when her car had broken down.

Emma had been a thirty-three year old mom with an eleven year old son and a seven year old daughter, having married, had children and divorced young.

Despite knowing that she had children, he couldn't help but be drawn to her, and when he had met her children, it was fairly obvious they disliked him as much as he disliked them.

So six months later, he knew that his time had finally come where he would have to win over both Henry and Anna, if he wanted to move further into the relationship with Emma, and the opportune moment came that evening.

He and Emma were lying in his bed at his apartment, his arms wrapped around her tightly after a passionate love session.

"Killian, can I ask you a massive favour?" She asked, as she traced patterns in his chest hair.

"Anything, darling."

"I have to do an emergency fly out tomorrow morning to Vancouver, and I need the kids there in two days' time…"

Killian knew what was coming and he was already dreading the question.

"Would you, uh, be able to drive Anna and Henry, and you can stay the weekend with us…"

Killian inwardly cringed, but could hear the desperation in her voice. "Of course I can, love."

The next day, when Killian kissed Emma goodbye at the airport, her two children watching him with their arms crossed in a disapproving manner, he tried to ignore them as long as he could, watching Emma's retreating figure until she was gone.

Grudgingly, he turned to face the two kids who were eyeing him up.

"I don't like you." Henry blurted out. "And we know you don't like us either."

"Damn straight." Killian muttered. "Follow me; we need to start on our road trip."

Henry and Anna followed him, Anna stamping her feet.

"Right…" Killian said in a stern tone. "Few rules in my car; you both sit in the back and you're quiet. No food or drinks and especially no arguing."

Henry cleared his throat. "Actually, mom always lets me sit in the front because I am the eldest. Imagine what she would think if she found out that you made me cry because I couldn't sit in the front."

Killian groaned. "Fine, lad. But don't you touch anything."

Henry smirked triumphantly as he merrily skipped to the front door of the brand new and very expensive range rover. Killian got into the driver's seat and winced when he heard the back car door hit the post.

"What did I just say?" He seethed.

Anna shut the door and actually looked a little guilty. "I am really sorry. I didn't mean to."

Killian glanced in the rear-view mirror and sighed. "It's alright."

Anna's eyes widened slightly, but she didn't question his motives as he reversed out of the car space, and headed towards the exit.

As he drove, he thought about Emma, and realized that if he wanted to remain in a relationship with her fully, he would have to make an effort with her kids.

So reluctantly, he decided to be kind, not realizing that both Henry and Anna had tricks up their sleeves, hoping that they would send Killian running for the hills.

"So, uh, what music do you like?" Killian asked.

"Look, we know that you are only being nice to us for mom, but we don't care how nice you are, we are never going to like you. Our dad will come home one day, and him and mom will get back together in a heartbeat and you will yesterday's trash." Henry said, with too much knowledge for an eleven year old.

If only you knew. Killian thought.

The car was silent for another hour. Anna had fallen asleep in the back and Henry was playing on his Gameboy, whilst Killian concentrated on the road ahead.

And just when Killian thought that maybe the trip might go smoothly, Anna woke.

"Uh, I have to go." She said, in a strained voice. "Really bad."

Killian rolled his eyes. "There is a diner twenty miles away."

Henry looked at Killian. "If you don't pull over, she will do it in your car."

Killian muttered a curse before he swung and pulled off at an intersection, where a grubby gas station sat.

In a quick manner, he got out of his car, reached into the back and grabbed Anna, before running inside with her in his arms. He dropped her outside the ladies room and she quickly entered relieving herself.

Killian tapped his foot impatiently, and once Anna came out, she smiled at him.

"All better. Uh, Killian, I'm hungry."

Killian rolled his eyes. "Pick out whatever you want."

Anna skipped off happily to the chocolate aisle, whilst Killian went to the fridge, grabbing three bottles of water.

"Cute kid you've got there." A female voice said.

Killian turned to see a woman around the same age as him, with raven hair smiling.

"Uh, she's not mine." Killian blurted out. "Girlfriend's."

"She's cute." The woman walked off.

Killian turned back around to see Anna stood there, her arms folded across her chest as she held three chocolate bars in her hand.

"Are you cheating on mommy?"

"No. Now go back to the car." He took the chocolate bars off her.

Anna went out to the car whilst Killian paid.

Two minutes later, he headed out into the car park, and made his way over to the car, only to see two smirking kids in the seats. Killian narrowed his eyes as he reached out only to find all the doors locked.

"Open these doors now." Killian ordered.

"Under one condition." Henry smirked. "We take a detour to our dad's. If you break the deal, we tell mom you scared us and she'll break up with you."

Killian narrowed his eyes. "Where is your dad's?"

"The next town."

"Fine."

Killian's original plan of just driving Anna and Henry to Vancouver to impress Emma was definitely not going to happen.

He now found himself in the small town of Baelfire, driving towards their father's house, knowing what was coming.

After a few moments he stopped out the front and Anna and Henry quickly jumped out, making their way towards the garden path. Killian watched them stop and very vaguely, he could make out two figures in the window.

One very clearly their father, Neal Cassidy, and his new wife, Tamara, with their newborn child.

Emma had told him the other night after she had admitted she didn't know how to tell Anna or Henry.

Killian was lost in his own thoughts that he hadn't realized Henry and Anna had gotten back in the car.

"Just go." Anna whispered.

Killian placed his car in drive and pulled away from the front of the house, driving towards the main road again.

The car was silent for a few moments before Killian finally spoke up.

"I am genuinely sorry." He spoke softly. "I will never understand why he would've left your mother, and even though we don't get along, you are two good kids. As good as he would ever get."

Anna and Henry looked at him curiously, both feeling very different to him.

"My own father left my mother, brother and I when I was six. I know the feeling. I only wished that there could be another man that could step up to be in my father's shoes."

Killian took a deep breath. "I'm sorry that I haven't tried harder. Seeing your real dad now with his new wife and child has given me a reality check. I need to be here for both of you, if I plan on sticking with your mother, which I do. So, can you give me another chance?"

Henry and Anna smiled at the same time.

"If only you will give us another chance." Henry said softly.

The three bonded on the remainder of the drive. Now that they weren't at each other's throats, they had all realized that they could actually get along.

Killian stopped at an expensive restaurant, and Emma phoned them to see how they were doing.

When they finally reached Vancouver, Henry and Anna had a few private moments with Emma, both admitting that they had changed their minds about Killian, and Emma could not have loved her two children more than she did at that point.

Later that night, as Anna and Henry slept; Emma laid beside Killian in their shared hotel bed, both panting slightly from their post-sex high.

"So, you bonded with my kids?" She prodded his chest in a playful manner.

"Aye. I will admit, the road trip wasn't the best to start off with. Anna ruined my car door, and then we had to make an emergency stop over at a grubby petrol station so Anna could go to the bathroom, and then they locked me out the car, and would only let me back in if I took them to see Neal…"

Emma froze slightly. "Oh…"

"And they were sad yes, but it in that moment, it showed me that I needed to give them both a second chance at having a father, and that was how we bonded. I told them about my father."

Emma looked in his eyes and smiled sadly. "Did Neal see them?"

"No."

"Good." Emma replied, laying her head back on his chest. "I think I love you, Killian."

Killian smiled, and pulled the covers around their naked bodies tighter. "I think I love you too, darling."