Since Mother's Day was just a couple weeks ago, I decided to write a Mother's Day story.

Mother's Day

Killian kissed Emma's forehead. "Wake up, darling."

Emma groaned and turned away from him, facing the inside of the bed.

Killian chuckled. "Happy Mother's Day."

Emma smiled. She rolled back over and saw Killian and Henry standing next to her bed. Henry had a tray of food in his hands.

"Happy Mother's Day, Mom," Henry said.

Emma felt her eyes well up a little. She had never been able to celebrate Mother's Day. When she was in the system, she felt that she couldn't celebrate it because she didn't have a mother; and when she got to Storybrooke, there was always a villain that needed defeating on the day.

"Thank you," she said. Emma sat up and leaned against the headboard of her bed.

Henry leaned forward. "Here's your breakfast." He carefully handed the tray to Emma who set it on her lap.

Emma looked down at the tray. There was a plate stacked with pancakes that was surrounded by eggs and bacon,there was a cup of orange juice, a bowl filled with berries, a small vase with a pink rose in it, and a small chocolate bar.

Emma looked back up at her boys. "It looks delicious, but there is one thing missing."
"We have hot chocolate," Henry said. "We just have to go get it, we didn't want it to get cold."
Emma laughed. "No, that's not it."
"What is it then, love?" Killian asked.

"I don't want to eat by myself," Emma said, smiling.

Killian and Henry gave each other a knowing look.

"What?" Emma asked. "What am I missing?"

"Well," Henry began, "we figured you would say that so we made ourselves breakfast, too. We'll be right back." Him and Killian dashed out the door.

Emma laughed and ate a blueberry.

A moment later, Henry and Killian came walking back into the room, a plate in each of their hands. Henry was also carrying a mug of hot cocoa. Henry set the mug down on Emma's night stand and sat on the edge of the bed next to Killian and Emma. Over the next 20 minutes, they ate breakfast and talked about random things.

Finally, after they had all finished breakfast, Killian and Henry took all the dishes down stairs while Emma got ready for the day.

Emma was in the middle of brushing her hair when she felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist. Emma smiled and looked at the mirror, seeing the reflection of her and Killian.

Killian set his chin on Emma's shoulder. "Happy Mother's Day."

Emma smiled and leaned back against Killian. "Thank you. How early were you two up this morning?"
Killian shrugged. "Not too early. We woke probably an hour before we woke you."

Emma nodded and closed her eyes. She let out a sigh of contentment.

"Are you okay?" Killian asked immediately, hoping she wasn't at all at odds with anything.

"Yeah, I'm fine." She pulled away from Killian and turned around to face him. His hands went to rest on her waist while hers went around his neck. "I just… I haven't had anything like this before."

"Well, you do now, so get used to it," he teased.

Emma laughed. Her smile suddenly blew wide. "Oh my gosh! I almost forgot!" Emma pulled away from Killian and headed to their bedroom so she could change.

Killian followed her. "You forgot what?"

Emma looked at him. "It's Mother's Day!"

"Um… I know that, love."

"No, I mean i know you know that, but my mom!" Emma frantically pulled her jacket on over her clothes.

"What about your mother?" Killian asked.

"It's Mother's Day!" Emma sat on the bed and pulled her shoes on.

"Emma, love, I know that, but what does your mother - oh." He finally realized what Emma was trying to explain.

Emma jumped to her feet. "Yeah." She started towards the door, but Killian caught her arm. "What are you doing? I gotta go see my mom. It's the first Mother's Day since I met her that has been peaceful."

Killian chuckled a little. "I know, love, but don't you think you should call her first. Dave and Neal probably have stuff planned for the day."

Emma nodded. "Oh yeah, I probably should."

Killian smiled and kissed her forehead. "Go call your mother, make plans for lunch, and meet me and Henry downstairs."

Emma smiled. "Okay, I will." She stood on her toes and gave him a quick kiss. "Sounds good."

That night, after a day of spending time with her husband and son and her parents, Emma went downstairs to see what Henry and Killian were up to. She was surprised at what she found.

Henry and Killian were both lounging on the couch, talking and smiling.

Emma smiled and plopped herself down between them. "What are you guys talking about?"

Henry laughed. "Just stuff."

Emma rose her eyebrow. "Stuff, huh?"

"Business between men," Killian added.

Emma looked at him. "Huh, well, what's business then?"

"Oh, sorry, love. Can't tell you," he teased.

Emma laughed. She gave him a quick kiss. "Okay. Fine."

Killian stood up. "Up, up. Come on." He put his hand and hook out for Emma to grab onto. She did and Killian pulled her up. "It's time for an adventure to begin."

Emma laughed. "I'm pretty sure it started back when I tied you to a tree."

Killian chuckled. "I meant today's adventure. Right, Henry?"

Henry jumped off the couch. "Aye, aye, Captain."

They all laughed.

"Well, let's get started," Henry said. "To the car!"

"Lad, I can't drive," Killian said.

Henry smiled. "I can."

Killian quirked an eyebrow. "You can? Since when?"

"Since never," Emma said. "You still have year to go before you can even get your permit."

Henry shrugged. "I can still drive.
Emma laughed.

"That wasn't a no," Henry teased.

"N-O. No," Emma said, smiling.

Henry looked at Killian. "I tried. Guess we're walking."

Killian chuckled. "I always planned on it."

After a few minutes, the family of three were walking down the sidewalk. Emma was holding Killian's hand and Henry was close to her side.

"Where are we going?"

Killian shrugged. "I don't know. We're probably going to get thrown into a portal or something."

Emma laughed and nudged his shoulder. "Shut up."

Killian chuckled.

Emma looked at Henry. "You wanna give me a hint, kid?"

"I do, but I won't."

Emma released Killian's hand and threw her arm around Henry's shoulder. "Here's the thing, kid. You should just tell me because you shouldn't keep secrets from your mother."

Henry smiled. "It's not really a secret, it's more of a surprise."

"The same thing. Come on, kid."

Henry shook his head. "You'll have more luck trying to wedge it out of Killian."

Emma laughed. She looked at Killian. "You wanna tell me?"

He shook his head. "No can do, Swan."

"I think you'll find that it's Jones now."

"You guys are so cheesy!" Henry complained.

Emma and Killian chuckled.

"I think we're perfectly normal," Killian said.

Henry shook his head. "Oh no. Grandma and Grandpa are normal. You guys are far from that."

Emma put her hands up. "Hey, your grandparents can be just as cheesy as Killian and I. You obviously haven't seen them on their anniversary. They are as cheesy as it can get."

Henry laughed. "Yeah, sure."

They laughed and teased each other all the way to the docks.

When they reached the docks, Emma smiled. "I think I know what we're doing."

"No surprise there," Henry said.

Emma laughed. "But I like what I think we're going to do."

Killian and Henry shared a knowing look.

Emma narrowed her eyes at Killian. "What was that?"

He shrugged. "Nothing." They kept walking.

They were about to be in view of the Jolly Roger when Henry and Killian stopped Emma in her tracks.

"What are you doing?" Emma asked.

"This way," Killian said. He pulled Emma to the right, away from the Jolly Roger. Henry followed them.

"I'm lost," Emma said.

"Don't worry, Mom. We have a map," Henry said, laughing.

Emma laughed and rolled her eyes. "That's not what I meant."

They walked to the far side of the docks where it led onto the beach.

Emma gasped and covered her mouth with her hands. On the beach, there was a sun canopy set up with a large jean blanket spread under it. There were three fuzzy blankets folded up and sat neatly on the jean blanket. There were white lights strung across the sides of the canopy that lit up the dark beach. There was a picnic basket in the middle of the jean blanket.

Killian smiled and took Emma's hand, pulling her towards the canopy. "Was this what you expected?"

Emma shook her head. "No."

"Killian and I have been planning this for weeks," Henry said.

Emma laughed as they finally reached the canopy. "It's beautiful. Thank you."

Emma and Henry sat down while Killian grabbed the fuzzy blankets, handing one to each member in his family.

Once they were all wrapped in blankets, Henry opened the picnic basket and pulled out three sandwiches. He passed one to each of his parents and kept one for himself.

"You guys are amazing," Emma said, leaning against Killian who had his arm around her.

"We know." Killian chuckled.

"Yeah," Henry said.

Emma laughed and grabbed Henry's hand, pulling him down into her side. She wrapped her arm around him. "I love you guys."

Killian kissed her head. "I love you, too."

Henry nodded. "I love you, Mom."

Emma smiled. After being alone for twenty-eight years, she never thought she would have this - a loving family, but it turns out that after all the problems the world had thrown at her her, it finally decided to reward her.

I hope you enjoyed that chapter!