So, as a lot of you probably already know, Monday was the Captain Swan One Year Wedding Anniversary! Yay! Can you believe it has already been a year?Anyway, of course I had to write about it! So that's what this chapter is about.

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One Year

Emma woke up to an empty bed. She sighed. She hated waking up to an empty bed, and Killian knew it, which meant today was some sort of special occasion.

She already knew what day it was. She was hoping Killian stayed in bed for one morning, just so she could wake up in his arms; but when she smelt the bacon, eggs, and pancakes, her stomach growled.

Emma groaned as she sat up. She walked to her closet and grabbed her bathrobe. She put it on over the pajamas she was wearing.

When she reached the kitchen, her eyes went wide. The counters were covered in flour and water, the table had paper scattered all over it, and the floor was littered with pots and pans.

"Um…" Emma said. "What's going on?"

Killian immediately turned around from his place at the stove. The front of his shirt was covered in flour and his face had a few specks of flour. He scratched his ear. "Happy one year anniversary."

Emma smiled. She walked over to him, careful about the dishes on the floor. She gave him a quick kiss. "Happy anniversary." She took a step back and looked around the kitchen. "Why does it look like a tornado hit our kitchen?"
"I, uh, well… I couldn't find the recipe for the pancakes, thus the papers on the table. I also couldn't find the pans for the bacon, eggs, and pancakes, so I scoured the kitchen. The flour and water on the counter isn't my fault though. Apparently that electric hand mixer contraption you use is made for people with two hands."

Emma laughed.

"Not funny, Swan," Killian said, a smile tugging at his mouth.

"Sorry." Emma bit her lip to suppress her laughter. She waved her hand and everything was clean in an instant and the table was set for two; pancakes, bacon, and eggs on top of the plates. "There."

Killian, now clean, embraced his wife. "It's been a wonderful year," he whispered into her ear.

Emma nodded as she embraced her husband. "It has been."

Killian pulled away and kissed his wife gently. When he pulled away, he set his forehead on hers. "Let's eat breakfast."

Emma nodded and pulled away. She took Killian's hand and they walked over to the table, sitting next to each other.

As they ate, they talked about what they would do to celebrate their anniversary, Killian explaining he already planned something.

"Tell me what it is," Emma begged. "I want to know."

"If I told you, it wouldn't be a surprise." Killian shrugged and stuffed a piece of bacon in his mouth.

"What if I don't want it to be a surprise?"

Killian just shrugged and continued eating.

Emma laughed. "You're ridiculous."

Killian swallowed his food. "You've got that right."

After they ate, they got ready for the day. Once they were ready, they walked out of the house and started walking down the street, hand in hand.

"So… where to first, Captain?" Emma teased.

Killian smiled. "First, we have to go to Granny's."

"We just ate."

"We can't have our anniversary without hot cocoa," he said, sounding offended.

Emma laughed and playfully nudged his shoulder with hers. "Of course. I forgot. Sorry."

"It's quite alright, Swan."

"I think you mean Jones. It's been that for a year and you still can't get it right." Although she didn't like it when other people still used Swan as her last name, she loved it when Killian did. It reminded her of how far they had come.

"Ah," Killian said, "that's right. So are you ready for some hot cocoa, Mrs. Jones?"

Emma laughed. "Yes, I am."

"Good."

As they walked, they shifted positions. Killian wrapped his arm around Emma's shoulders and Emma wrapped her arm around Killian's waist.

As soon as they stepped into Granny's, Granny yelled, "Happy anniversary, lovebirds!"

Emma laughed. "Thank you, Granny."

Granny nodded. "Of course, and to celebrate this happy occasion, everything you order today is on the house, starting with two hot cocoas."

Emma shook her head, but she continued to smile. "Granny-"

Granny waved her off. "Don't worry about it, Emma. It's the least I can do." She smiled and headed back off to the kitchen.

Emma just shook her head and looked at Killian. He was smiling. "Did you have something to do with this?"

He looked down at Emma. "Of course not. I fully expecting to pay for the hot cocoa."

Emma laughed and set her head on Killian's shoulder. He rested his cheek on top of her head.

"Here you go!" Granny said as she rushed out of the kitchen with two togo cups in hand. "Nice and hot."

Emma took them from Granny and handed one to Killian. "Are you sure you don't us to pay?"

Granny nodded. "I'm positive. Now, go enjoy the rest of your day."

"Thank you, Granny," Killian said. "We owe you one."

Granny shook her head slightly. "No, you don't."

Emma and Killian said their goodbyes to Granny and left. They walked to the docks and sat on one of the benches as the drank their cocoa. Killian had his hooked arm around Emma's shoulders, and Emma was cuddled into his side with her head on his shoulder.

"Are you going to tell me your big surprise yet?" Emma asked.

Killian shook his head. "Nope."
"Come on." Emma pulled her head away from his shoulder and looked at Killian, making a pouting face. "Please?"
Killian chuckled and kissed her nose. "Not yet."

Emma rolled her eyes. "Why not?"

"Because I can't," Killian simply said.

She narrowed her eyes. "Why?"

He shrugged. "It would ruin the surprise."

Emma couldn't stop her eyes from rolling. "When are we going to go see it?"

Killian took a sip of his cocoa. "When you finish your drink."

Emma didn't waste any time. She finished her hot drink within the next minute. When she was finished, she set the cup next to her. "Finished."

Killian chuckled. "Well, now you have to wait for me."

Emma groaned. "Killian." She drug his name out, pronouncing every syllable in an exaggerated way that sounded like a child whining.

Killian smiled and sipped his drink. "Finished."

Emma smiled and perked up. "Really?"

Killian shook his head. "Nope."

Emma playfully slapped Killian's chest. "Hurry up."

Killian chuckled and took own last sip of his cocoa. "Okay. Now, I'm finished."

"Great." Emma jumped up from her spot next to Killian. "Let's go."

Killian grabbed Emma's empty cup and stood up. He threw the cups away in the trash can next to the bench. He smiled and took Emma's hand. "Aye."

Emma smiled and walked with Killian as he led her to the "secret destination," as Emma called it. When they reached the front of Granny's, Killian pulled Emma to a stop.

Emma looked at him. "What are you doing?"

Killian smiled. He pulled Emma under the archway that you passed through to get into Granny's. "This is the place where you told me you loved for the first time without their being some big threat."

Emma smiled and wrapped her arms and Killian's neck, his arms flying around her waist. "I remember, but I don't remember hearing you say it back to me."

"That's right, I did not."

"Why?"

Killian shrugged. "I was too distracted by your beauty."

Emma smiled. "You're so cheesy."

Killian nodded. "Aye, that I am." His expression became series. "I love you, Emma, more than anything."

Emma's features softened. "I love you, too."

Killian closed his eyes and leaned down. He kissed his wife gently. When they pulled away, he took her hand and pulled her back to the sidewalk.

Emma laughed. "Where are you taking me?"
Killian stood behind her and covered her eyes. "It's a surprise."

"I know that already."

Killian pulled his hands away and stepped in front of Emma. "Do you trust me?"

Emma nodded. "With all my heart."

Killian's face broke out in a grin. "Marvelous." He reached in his pocket and pulled out a scarf.

"You fit a whole scarf in your pocket?" Emma asked, staring at the scarf.

Killian nodded. "It was rather easy, and my pockets are rather big, so…" Killian shrugged.

Emma laughed. "What's the scarf for?"
Killian smiled. He stepped behind Emma again and covered her eyes with the scarf. He tied it around her head, blinding her.

Emma immediately reached out for Killian's hand, who immediately gave it to her. "What are you doing?"
Killian started walking forward, pulling Emma with him. "I had to make sure you didn't get an idea about where we were going."

Emma laughed. "Okay."

Killian smiled. As soon as they reached the place where Killian wanted to go, he opened up the door and led Emma up the stairs. He opened another and led Emma out of the stairwell.

"Where are we, Killian?" Emma asked.

Killian let go of Emma's hand and stepped behind her. He untied the scarf and pulled it away from Emma's face.

Emma gasped as soon as she opened her eyes, her immediately covered her mouth as tears pricked her eyes. She was looking at an exact replica of how that rooftop had looked on hers and Killian's wedding day. Everything looked the same, from the chair placements to the altar.

Emma turned around and looked at Killian. He smiling a mile a minute. "Did you… did you do this all by yourself?"

Killian shrugged. "I had a little bit of help from your parents."

Emma looked around again. "It looks exactly the same."

Killian walked up behind Emma and wrapped his arms around Emma's waste. Emma leaned back against him as he swayed them a little bit. "Do you like it?"

Emma reached her hand behind her and behind Killian's neck. She played with the hair on the nape of his neck. "I love it."

Killian smiled. "Good." He grabbed Emma's hand from behind his head and twirled her around so she was facing him.

Emma laughed. "What was that for?"

"Well, our wedding was exactly one year ago today, and we had our first dance exactly one year ago today. So I think it's only fitting if we have another dance right now."

Emma smiled as Killian pulled out his phone. He played a waltz song, turning his phone all the way up, and put his phone back into his pocket.

"You know I can't dance," Emma said.

"Nonsense." Killian grabbed Emma's hand and put it on his shoulder, putting his hook on her waist. He took Emma's other hand in his. "Don't you remember when we went back and time and danced at King Midas's ball?" Killian started leading them in a dance.

Emma laughed. "Yes, I do."

"So you do know how to dance?" Killian quirked a brow.

Emma shrugged a little. "I guess I do."

"You're a natural." Killian set his forehead on Emma's as they walked in a slow and simple dance across the floor.

As the song came to an end, Killian pulled Emma to a stop. "It's been a wonderful year, Emma, the best of my life."

Emma smiled softly. "Mine too."

Killian smiled. He leaned forward and pulled his wife into a soft kiss. When they parted, Killian whispered, "Happy anniversary, my love."

Emma smiled. "Happy anniversary, Killian."

I hope you enjoyed this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it, which was a lot! :)