A/N: Hello, hello! Another week, another update! This one is shorter than the previous chapters, but hopefully still as good! This time next week, I will know my part in my sixth form's show of the 'King and I' - I have a recall audition for Anna (the female lead!) Eek!

This one was based off the wonderful prompt from Emilee Amethyst! Thank you!

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She throws up her arms in utter frustration. Her eyes burn with fire and her cheeks are flushed in her verbal onslaught.

"You need to think about the consequences of your actions!" she exclaims to him.

"Nothing bad has happened!" Killian defends. His hair is stuck up in various directions after running his hand through it so many times. "There was no harm in it, darling."

Emma's eyes blow wide in disbelief. "No harm?! You went out drinking last night out of the blue, got into a fight with the bloody dwarves, and got arrested by your father-in-law and only arrived back this morning!"

Killian shifts on his feet. His singular hand reaches up and scratches behind his ear, his wedding ring catching the sunlight drifting in through the windows of the lounge.

"It was just a night off and I didn't get in any trouble. I just got caught up in everything and David wanted to make sure that I wasn't drunk - which I wasn't - before I came home."

Emma runs her hands through her already highly mussed hair, matching the large rumpled shirt she is wearing with some shorts as her pyjamas.

"You didn't tell me anything, Killian!" Emma exclaims even louder. "You made me freak out thanks to the rumors of threat to Storybrooke floating around. You could have been dead and I wouldn't have known because you were gone all night without a word. You're so irresponsible and a bloody bastard for doing that!"

"I didn't mean to do that, Emma." he says softly, eyes imploring her to believe his words.

"You should have thought about it!" Emma shouts at him, stepping closer. Killian's gaze fixes to the floor, not wishing to see the anger in his wife's eyes. "You have a family to think about here. Or, did you forget about us?!"

Killian surges forwards then, cuddling her to his chest. He leans his head against hers and his eyes squeeze shut.

"I could never forget the amazing family I have been gifted. I love you so much."

Emma's right hand slides up along his neck and into his hair. She pulls back and tilts her head back. Killian immediately kisses her, a soft press of their lips which he gladly gives and takes as an apology - something both of them extend. When Killian pulls back, Emma shifts on her tiptoes to hug him, arms wrapped around his shoulders.

"You're still an idiot." she mumbles lovingly. Killian chuckles into her shoulder, hand squeezing her waist.

He is about to reply but the sound of a door slamming makes them quickly jump apart. They look at each other for a moment and realise that their row was most definitely overheard.

Hand in hand, they move upstairs and go down the hallway to the closed bedroom door decorated with light green anchors. Emma opens it to the sight of two young bodies huddled together on the bed.

"Are you guys all right?" Emma asks, her voice soft.

Liam sits up a bit, his arm still around Marnie.

"We heard shouting and Nie got scared." he says quietly.

Emma looks from her eight-year old to her three-year old and goes up to them, Killian following. She sits down on the bed and both little ones scramble to hug their mummy. Emma hugs them both tightly to her, kissing each of their foreheads.

"There is no reason to be scared." she reassures. "Everything is all right."

Killian sits down beside them and Marnie moves into his lap, cuddling up to his chest.

"Are you going away again, Mummy?" Liam asks, panic in his tone.

Emma is quick to reassure him, hugging him tightly to her.

"That is never happening again, Li. I promise you."

"But you and Papa were shouting at each other. You don't do that ever." He pauses for a second. "I don't want you to go again."

Emma kisses his forehead, lips lingering, before drawing back to look at both her children.

"Sometimes Mummy and Daddy fight. But, we ultimately love each other, and always will." she says.

Liam nods and leans his head against Emma's shoulder, looking at his father and sister.

Marnie cuddles up more to Killian, her little toy rabbit in her arms that she has had since the day she was born.

"Mummy and Papa stay together." she says firmly.

Killian and Emma lovingly laugh at their daughter. Killian presses a kiss on Marnie's head and sways side to side gently.

"Mummy isn't going anywhere, nor am I. We are staying together and despite some yelling which can happen when your papa is being a bit silly, everything is absolutely perfect."

Marnie smiles up at him before pushing him back, tackling him in a hug. Killian bursts out laughing and Liam moves over to join the big hug. Their father wraps his arms around them and Emma watches fondly.

She smiles at the love her husband has for their little ones, and for Henry who is currently in New York; off writing and exploring. Marnie has always been a daddy's girl - if she isn't with Emma, she is with him. As he grows up, Li has looked up to Killian more and more, becoming such an independent little boy.

Emma is removed from her musings when Marnie comes up to her, wrapping her arms around her mummy's neck.

"What's up, my beautiful, gorgeous girl?" she asks, rubbing her pyjama clad back.

"Love you, Mummy." Marnie says with a toothy grin.

Emma smiles at her. "I love you too, baby; so much." She says the same to Li too.

Both of her youngest children cuddle into her sides, her arms tight around them. They remain like that for a little while before Emma pulls back enough that Liam and Marnie look at her.

"I think that Daddy should make breakfast for us. What do you think?" Emma says, sending a wink to her husband. The children shout their agreement.

Killian laughs. "If I am to make some sustenance for us all, what would you like, my loves? Perhaps some cereal, or some toast..."

In unison, the children enthusiastically shout "pancakes!" which makes their parents laugh. Their children can never resist the sweet treat, or Henry's specialty of bacon pancakes when he is staying with them.

Killian leans over and kisses each of their foreheads tenderly before reaching his beloved wife and kissing her properly.

"Your wish is my command."

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