A/N: Fic where Emma and Killian are already planning to getting married, but the afternoon before, Emma finds Killian and asks for a moment. She doesn't want to wait, and so they have a private ceremony just the two of them, in a field filled with roses just like in Camelot. They say their vows, they have their kiss and it's adorable. Inspired by 'I Get to Love You' by Ruelle.

Perp was wearing a ridiculous looking jacket, presumably made from some hopeless animal, thinking it was chic. Any other day, Emma probably would have laughed at her bit of humor as she went through backlogged paper work, but today was different. Instead of laughing at a characterization she'd made about a certain villain's apparel, Emma had reread the same line ten times because she couldn't seem to remember it. Her maximum ability for focus was thirty seconds tops until she found herself being pulled back to what was happening tomorrow.

All day, Emma had been stumbling through her routine as if caught in a daze. She'd burned her first batch of pancakes, had tried to mix instant coffee into her steamed milk for the morning's cocoa, and put on a winter jacket when it was seventy five degrees out. She'd thought that it was her day to get Henry to school, only to remember that it wasn't when she pulled up outside of the school and realized Henry wasn't even with her, but with Regina. Seriously, she was all over the place, and it was starting to become increasingly apparent that any control she typically had was slipping.

It wasn't fear or worry that caused the problem - it was excitement, a pure, unbridled rush of wanting to get to the next step sooner. Tomorrow she was marrying Killian, her true love and the man that she'd built her dreams around. That reality had a current swimming just beneath the surface of her skin, humming through her with a crackling sort of energy that had started to manifest magically.

"Emma is that you?" Her father's words cut through the fog of her thoughts, and she realized that the lights in the station were dimming in and out only to flare with brightness. She balled her hands up into fists and the lights stayed as they should be. Yeah, this was definitely her doing.

"Sorry, just a lot on my mind." Her father offered a small smile and a pat on the arm.

"It's all going to be all right you know. There's no need to be nervous." Emma laughed a little at that. Of course that was what everyone would think, she had a track record for running scared in the face of happiness. Thank God she'd done away with that.

"I'm not, weirdly enough. I just hate waiting. We've waited long enough." And wasn't that the truth. Emma felt like she'd loved Killian forever, even if it hadn't truly been that long, but at every turn there'd been push back. In the beginning it was her own walls, but then the Universe had also thrown in a curse or two to keep them apart, a dalliance with dark magic so powerful it could corrupt anyone, and a tour through the Underworld. She had a right to be fatigued with waiting, and if there was anything she knew about herself, it was that she didn't do anything in half measures. Once she was in, she was all in.

"So why are you?" Emma considered her Dad's statement and realized he had a great point. What was keeping her from finding him now and making her moment? Then she remembered.

"We've planned everything, or perhaps you've forgotten how excited Mom's been and Henry, and heck even you. Don't try to deny it, you've been thrilled at the chance to give me away since the day Killian proposed." Her Dad smiled at that.

"And there's nothing say that you have to disappoint any of us. Tomorrow is for everyone, that's the way it is with royal weddings, even if we are a little out of our jurisdiction. But today can be for you, if you want. It's up to you, Emma, to make a choice." It was a little strange to think that her father of all people was the one she would have this conversation with, but at the same time it felt right. David had just as much hope as her mother, just as much love in his heart as Emma, but he also seemed to understand her just a bit more. He listened better, and he watched her and Killian like a hawk most of the time, so it would make sense that in some ways he would understand.

"Don't tell Mom." He grinned and nodded, giving a signal as if his lips were sealed as Emma grabbed her jacket and headed out. Once on the street, she pulled out her phone, dialing Killian who answered after the first ring.

"Swan, is everything all right?" God she loved that he always had that burst of protectiveness, even if nothing had gone wrong since they'd rid the town of Hyde and his untold minions. It meant that he cared, and while she never doubted that he did, it was still nice to be reminded.

"Where are you?" Her voice wouldn't do much to assure him that everything was fine, but that would be remedied as soon as she saw him, wherever he was.

"Home, love, why?" She poofed there instantly, finding him in the kitchen and startling him a bit.

"Bloody hell, I'll never get used to that." Emma couldn't help but laugh as she leaned up to kiss him. He was clearly a little surprised by that too, but all it took was a second for him to be with her, matching her desire beat for beat.

"Marry me, Killian." Killian's responding grin brought out a smile on Emma's face as well.

"That's the plan love. Tomorrow I make you Mrs. Jones in front of the whole town." Emma shook her head, taking his hand in hers and intertwining their fingers together.

"No, marry me now. Just us, without the people of Storybrooke and the banter between you and Dad. I don't want to wait anymore, I just want to be yours." Killian brought his hand to her cheek and whispered.

"You already are, Emma, just as I am yours. But if it's a wedding you want, it's a wedding we'll have. How do you propose we do this?" She led him from the kitchen out of the house into the backyard.

Tomorrow they were getting married on the sand, standing by the water at sunset with hopefully nothing but clear skies and a soft breeze. It was romantic enough to fit her mother's fancies, while being close enough to the water for Killian's, and Emma too liked the idea of having such a ceremony. Right now though, Emma had a different idea, and as she pulled him deeper into the backyard of the home they shared she realized this was the perfect place to do it.

"Just a few last touches." With a flick of her wrist, Emma covered the backyard in the same style rose blooms that they'd had in Camelot, to remind them of that special moment they'd had together. Then she switched her work clothes and leather jacket for a softer white sundress and a wreath of flowers in her hair. Killian was looking at her like she was everything, and even though she loved it, loved the intensity with which he loved and admired her, she couldn't help from teasing him just a little. "You know, we could always wait for tomorrow. Maybe I was too hasty-" Killian sealed her lips with a kiss so demanding, it damn near to her breath away but when he pulled back, the blue of his eyes was dark and deep and sincere.

"We're marrying today, Emma. I'm not letting another moment pass us by." Emma smiled at that and marveled at their luck that he'd had their rings in his pocket the whole time. He pulled them out and handed her the one meant for him. When she held it in her hand, a flash of warmth coursed through her. This was really it.

"Do you want to go first or should I?" Killian raised a brow at that.

"Who always goes first in this relationship, love?" Emma laughed at that, because it was true. It seemed wherever she led, he really was quick to follow.

"Fair point." She exhaled and then took his hand in hers, preparing to say her vows. She had ones for tomorrow that were a little more conservative, and far more accessible to their friends and neighbors, but today she was saying exactly how she felt.

"Killian, I stand here before you to say that I love you and that in your eyes I see the happily ever after I never thought I'd have. You help me to believe that the world I knew before, the one where it was better to go it alone and to keep people out, isn't the one I'm always destined to have. Together, we've faced impossible obstacles, but we always seem to come through stronger and surer than ever. I promise you to always fight for us, and to always find you, because honestly, I can't believe I get to love you. I really can't believe I'm that lucky. With you, I've found the hope of a better future, one that's bright and happy, one with the white picket fence and the kids and the dog, and whatever else we want. It might not be a perfect life, I know trouble will come knocking again, but it'll be everything I could ever want because you'll be with me. Know that you have me forever, and forever starts today."

"Emma, we have both known enough pain, enough loneliness and enough doubt to last many lifetimes, but I'm thankful for every ounce of it, because it's led us to this moment. It led me to you, the best person in all the realms. Today our journey as man and wife begins, but for me, my redemption and my future started the day I met you. I look at where I was then, and where I am now and I see that change is not only possible, but inevitable when I'm by your side, and that change is for the better. You've fixed a broken man, made him whole and happier than I could have ever wished to be. Whatever may come, I will choose you, I will love you and I will protect you and our family. This I promise, love, for you own me, heart and soul and there isn't anything I won't do to see you happy and safe. You have me forever, too love. Be careful with me."

Emma felt the happy tears streaming down her face and she let out a little laugh at his last part. Everything he'd said had been wonderful. This was exactly what she'd wanted, and she couldn't help but feel like things in her life were damn near perfect.

"Do you, Emma, take me to be your husband, forever and always?" Killian's words prompted a soft laugh from Emma but she nodded.

"I do. And do you, Killian take me to be your wife, forever and always?"

"I do, love." They slid the rings on each other's fingers, and with what must have been her magic, they glowed a bright white against their skin before settling back to their original gold. Still it couldn't compare to the gleam in Killian's eyes when she met them once more.

"Then I do believe that makes us married. You may now-" Why she'd ever thought she needed to fill him in on when he should kiss her, Emma would never know. But this kiss was a culmination of every promise they'd been making up until now. It was amazing, and it was over too soon.

"You're a married woman now, Swan." The way he said it had a flush of pleasure rushing through her.

"You're still going to call me that even if it's technically Emma Jones now?" The flash of heat in his eyes stoked Emma's own desire but he nodded. "Good. Now take me home, husband, I think we're overdue for a honeymoon."

When she'd given the order she hadn't expected that he'd sweep her off her feet and carry her through the flowers back to the house and up the stairs, though she had to admit she liked his old-fashioned sensibilities. Thank goodness he gave them over once safely in the confines of their bedroom though, for there they had a most fantastic wedding night, fully knowing that they'd get to do it all over again the next day.

One look at you, my whole life falls in line.

I prayed for you, before I called you mine.

I can't believe it's true, sometimes.

I can't believe it's true.

I get to love you, it's the best thing that I'll ever do.

I get to love you, it's a promise I'm making to you.

Whatever may come, your heart I will choose.

Forever I'm yours, forever I do.

I get to love you, I get to love you.

The way you love, it changes who I am.
I am undone
I can't believe it's true, sometimes.
I can't believe it's true.

I get to love you, it's the best thing that I'll ever do.
I get to love you, it's a promise I'm making to you.
Whatever may come; your heart I will choose.
Forever I'm yours, forever I do.
I get to love you, I get to love you.
I get to love you, I get to love you.

They say love is a journey, I promise that I'll never leave.
When it's too heavy to carry, remember this moment with me.
I get to love you, I get to love you,
I get to love you.

Post-Note: Just another short fic today, this one about a CS wedding because, again, need it. This show is slowly killing me, and I am still not over the finale. Call me greedy, but I really wanted more than another 'I love you' probably because every fic I write they get one. Maybe that's the problem, maybe I've created so much fluff that I cannot separate the cannon from the fic. Either way, I prefer them having their happily ever after now, and I hope you guys enjoyed this attempt at giving them that. Thanks for reading!