They continued this routine throughout Storybroke visiting homes some familiar others not so. Only finding difficulty in fitting all the gifts under the tree, some gifts like TVs much too big. Quickly they found a rhythm in the task at hand, making a game of it. Emma scouting for cookies and milk while Killian arranged the gifts. Beginning to find a real joy in the job not just something that needed to be done but working as a team and just embracing each other's company. Flying from one rooftop to another was becoming less stomach turning and more joyous.
Emma lightly held the reigns leaning over the side looking down at the clock tower below her with a smile. Suddenly the wind picked up sending the snowfall there way. Becoming so thick they both ducked behind the lip of the sleigh huddling together the view completely gone.
"Wish this thing had a roof, right about now" Killian said.
"We should be about done, can't imagine there's that many more houses to go" Emma replied hopeful.
As Emma said those words there was a loud thud as they made their first somewhat crash landing. Both instinctively grabbing hold of each other tight huddled on the floor of the sleigh. Hearing the now familiar grumble of the reindeer, they knew this was another stop and hopefully there last. Still holding each other's hands, they walked over to the chimney having no idea where they were stumbling across the roof tiles. Once again getting transported down to the fireplace below and to their surprise found themselves in the loft. The familiar smell of hot chocolate and cinnamon filled their nostrils and they smiled.
"Let's see how good little bro has been then" Emma said.
Turning towards the red sack to find it quite hefty filled with something large. Killian raised his eyebrows with a smile dragging the sack across the floor over to the oversized tree. Emma couldn't help but check in and see if her parents were ok and she found them sound asleep just like Henry. With a small sigh of relief, she walked back out the see her husband grunting as he tried to pull something out of the big red sack that seemed to be stuck. Quickly Emma ran over to help Killian and they both gripped on and pulled tight. Eventually falling back with a thud followed by the ring of a small bell, from a small red bicycle.
"Looks like you'll be giving some riding lessons tomorrow" Killian stated.
"Nice" Emma said smiling.
They put the rest of the gifts under the tree laughing as they did, and Emma decided to put the record player on. Knowing they couldn't wake anyone if they tried did have its perks. They played some Christmas music deciding to treat themselves to a warm beverage, before heading back out into the snow.
"Killian don't peak" Emma teased.
Killians head now in the fridge looking gleefully at the prepared feast to come in the morning. Emma sat on the floor just under the tree making sure not to look at any of her gifts, as she carefully arranged the rest. Eventually Killian emerged his mouth full of food looking pleased with himself.
"I'm just taste testing" Killian replied.
"What have you got there?" Emma asked curious.
"No, you must wait for morning Mrs Swan" Killian teased.
Emma laughed as Killian walked over joining her on the floor and wrapping his arm around her. The hairs on his face still with crumbs from the cookie he had just taken from the fridge. Killian then handed one of the freshly frosted cookies to Emma.
"I didn't think it was this special" Emma stated with glee.
"Really" Killian said kissing her neck.
"Christmas, with my childhood it was never celebrated, I never realised what I was missing" Emma said getting teary eyed.
"Me too, there is a quiet magic to it" Killian stated as they listened to the light-hearted singing of Frank Sinatra in the glow of the Christmas tree. Their hearts somewhat heavy realising they missed it all as kids there childhoods long past without experiencing this wonder.
