Robin takes up drawing again, to Emma and Regina's delight. Neal and Killian set off for DunBroch, to discover a stowaway on board. And Sheriff Morgan is given a send-off, while Regina and Emma discover something surprising about Killian's wife!
Mifflin Street
The following morning, though the sun had only just risen over the horizon, Emma woke to the light sounds of scratching from somewhere in the bedroom.
Mice? We have an infestation? Barely opening an eyelid to face the sunlight, she lay with her head almost under the covers in the middle of the bed, Regina snuggled against her, as per usual, with her head resting on her chest. But there was an empty space on her right. It wasn't unusual for Robin to wake earlier, getting up before either of them, often to make them coffees. However, the continued scratching noise was definitely an annoying distraction in the otherwise peaceful silence of the morning.
Peeking over the sheets, her eyes slowly adjusted to the light, finally focusing on the sight of her husband, sitting in his dressing gown, on the little cocktail chair in the corner of the room, one knee raised and doing something with his hands in his lap.
"What on earth are you doing?" She slurred, sleepily.
"Hmm? Oh, good morning, darling..." He whispered back, to avoid waking Regina. "Sorry, did I wake you? It's early. You just go back to sleep."
"Too late, I'm awake now," she whispered back. "What are you doing over there? Was it you making that scratching noise?"
"Sorry, love. Just doing some drawing. No need for you to get up. Fancy a coffee?"
"You're drawing? What, drawing us?" As her mind focused, she remembered just how good some of his pictures of Marian and the men were. How there were also several of them on the walls downstairs. She recalled Alan saying he'd put down his brushes and charcoals shortly after Marian had been murdered, never to draw again.
But he's drawing again. Drawing us?
"I woke early and got myself some tea, but then I saw the pair of you lying there. You remind me of a couple of dormice snuggled into each other, fast asleep. I couldn't resist trying to capture it."
She smiled. "May I see?"
"In a minute. Let me get a little further with it first? Shouldn't take long…"
"Is this the first time you've drawn…since Marian?"
"I picked up the charcoals on Sunday night, just you after you both fell asleep. I did a couple of sketches and then came back to bed. That's why I didn't get up too early the next morning."
"Sunday? At the lodge? You mean after we…" Her mind went back. "You drew us asleep? Naked?"
Robin felt guilty, realizing he should have asked them first, rather than just capturing them, au naturel. The two quick sketches he made were on the spur, but seeing his loves lying there, he hadn't been able to help himself. "I'm…I'm sorry. I didn't think. It's just…seeing you there…"
"It's fine. Provided nobody else is going to see them. Gina probably wouldn't mind either…"
"Wouldn't mind what?" groaned the brunette resting on her chest, now waking. "What's going on?"
"Robin's been drawing us," she replied, kissing Regina's brow. "Come on Picasso, let's have a look.?"
He hesitated. "Well…they were just quick sketches. Nothing too detailed..." However, seeing the pout on Emma's face. "Oh, all right. Give me a minute." He stood, walking around the left side of the bed, the side he slept on more often, and opened the bottom drawer of the side table, pulling out a folder.
"Come back to bed," Emma patted to her side on the mattress.
He lay beside her, resting his back against the headboard and cushions, before opening up the string-tied folder. Pulling out two medium-sized cards, Robin hesitated, putting one back, resting the first on his lap. "I couldn't sleep after we made love. I took a couple of portraits of the pair of you asleep, and then…I think I got a bit carried away."
Emma took the card in her right hand, her left arm still wrapped around Regina, smiling when she saw the detail in the charcoal drawing. It was clearly of the pair of them, though this time Regina was the one lying in the middle of the bed, her head asleep on the pillow, side-on, with a peaceful, beatific smile on her face. Emma was lying behind her, her head resting against Regina's cheek, looking equally relaxed and serene, even if she thought so herself. She was cuddling tightly into her from behind, her right arm wrapped over her, and her left over her chest, in a possessive, yet loving hold. Their shoulders were exposed over the sheets, showing the pair were most likely naked underneath, although Robin had carefully avoided showing their breasts.
Emma's mind cast back to Sunday night and she guessed it must have been drawn an hour or two after the three of them had made love.
"It's lovely..." Said the voice next to her. "You've caught her cheeks perfectly. I love it!" Regina purred. Emma twisted her head around to peck her on the lips. "You said you did a couple of sketches? What about the other one?"
Now he looked embarrassed. "I did, but the other one was more…based on memory. This one's better."
Emma arched a brow, looking at her wife, who sported the same suspicious look. "What are you hiding? Come on, let's see…" Not waiting for his response, she slid a hand into the folder, pulling out another card carefully, turning it for both women to see.
"Oh!"
The next sketch was very different to the first. It was of both of them, again in bed, but very much awake! This time, Regina was shown lying on her back, clearly naked, with the sheets pulled back. Emma was lying directly on top of her, resting hip-to-hip, her long legs between the former mayor's, whose calves now rested behind and over the back of the Sheriff's. Emma's toned body lay full length over the other woman's and the pair appeared to be gazing into each other's eyes. It had an erotic quality, but what really stunned Regina was the look Emma was giving her, as Regina's hand appeared to be brushing long blonde hair over the other's shoulder. Even though it was a black and white drawing, the heat conveyed in Emma's eyes as she gazed down on her wife was astonishing. It was a look of primal lust. Like she was going to devour her! As Regina was looking up at her, and away from the artist, there was less to see. But the edge of her mouth, showing teeth bared, signalled expectation.
"My goodness!" Regina gasped, taking the sketch from Emma, sitting up to look more closely. "You've got her brilliantly! You've got her just as I see her. How we see her. It's wonderful, Robin!"
It was Emma's turn to blush. "It's great, though it's the first time I've ever seen my own bare ass in a picture, even if it is from the side and above! You've kept everything else hidden, thank god! We didn't pose, though. What made you think of doing this?"
"It's how I see you..." he seemed unabashed. "Whenever the three of us make love, you two of you often start off like this, just silently gazing at each other, for some time. It's a lustful look you give one another, but it's also an incredibly loving one. As an outsider, it's quite something. I remember it right back to when I first saw it, in the new inn that first night."
"Outsider? Is that how you think of yourself?" Emma frowned. "Locked out?"
"Not any more..." He smiled at her, turning to peck her on the lips. "But I admit, I could happily sit watching the pair of you, with each other, for hours."
"Well, I for one am going to treasure this; though we'll have to make sure it never falls into anyone else's hands! Now, Van Gogh, it's still early, and there's plenty of other things you could do with those talented hands of yours."
"Meaning?" He curled his free right arm around her tight shoulder, moving himself in closer.
"You could get me that coffee?"
Storybrooke Harbour – Four days later
A small crowd gathered around the Jolly early on the Saturday morning, to wish the travellers bon voyage.
Despite only having returned from the dead a week earlier, Neal Cassidy, or Bae as some called him now, had become quite the local celebrity, and popular in the small town. Mulan, remembering him from his days trying to get back to Neverland to help rescue Henry, had brought along her family to wish him well.
"How long do you think you'll be away?" asked the deputy sheriff and former warrior.
"Difficult to know, exactly. There's a war going on over there. But Merlin tells me once we get things figured out with Queen Merida, he should be able to do a time-jump thing when we come back, so it can bring me back here quite quickly, as though I've hardly been gone! That's the theory, but I can't pretend I understand it too well. Either way, I don't want to be gone too long. I've missed all Henry's childhood; I don't intend to miss the rest."
"You said a war? You know I trained Merida to fight, alongside Ruby? I could help. You're quite sure you don't need some military assistance?" As she offered, Neal couldn't help but notice the slightly annoyed, look on Aurora's face. They're going to have a blazing row later, I can feel it!
However, before Neal could say anything, a figure stepped into the little group. An olive skinned man, slim, in his late thirties with close cropped black hair. "Unfortunately, Mulan, this time we're dealing with a magical threat, not a military one. Your battle skills are renowned, but we're dealing with something quite extraordinary over there. Besides which, there's matters in your own family that will require your attention, I'm sure."
"Have we met? Who are you, and what business is this of yours?" Mulan was irritated, feeling she was being patronized by a stranger, who had dismissed her offer. Was it because she was a woman?
The stranger looked surprised at her terse response, until Neal nudged him. "Merlin? The look?"
"The strangers brow went up, reality dawning on him. "Oh, silly me! I forgot!" A moment later the stranger transformed himself from the darker skinned man into a light-skinned, taller, grey-bearded man the town had come to know. "Does this help?"
"Merlin? I thought the voice seemed familiar! Why on earth did you…"
"I met Queen Merida and her brothers when I was in my other, Camelot image. So, I thought it would help to familiarize myself with it again. But on second thoughts, Maybe I'll stay like this till we sail."
The warrior looked him up and down. "Sorry I was curt, but I thought you were patronizing me. I've fought magical beings before, as you well know. But what did you mean about 'my family'?"
"I apologise if it came out the wrong way. I meant nothing by it. However, like someone else very recently, my magic has detected something." He looked up at Aurora, a small smile playing on his lips, which the shorter woman picked up on. Realising they needed privacy, Neal whispered "I'll just be over here if you need me?" before walking away.
"Merlin, what's going on?" Mulan asked, but the Sorcerer didn't answer, stepping up to an anxious Aurora instead, lowering his voice.
"Your Highness, your suspicions are correct. I believe you are indeed pregnant! I suggest you make an appointment with the hospital."
Aurora's jaw dropped in shock, as did Mulan's.
~oOo~
For the next hour, various people arrived to wish them a safe trip. Ruby and Dorothy had joined Rosie Jones, bringing a wide variety of food from the diner for them to store on board. Neal grinned as he watched Killian Jones, the former Captain Hook, scourge of the high seas, playing with his two young boys on the deck like a lovesick puppy, watched by their mothers.
He stepped over to Rosie. "Killian tells me you won't be joining us for this trip?"
"Yeah. Dad advised me not to go on this one, and Killian agrees. If I go, Liam has to come and apparently, it's going to be a bit riskier this time. I just hope you both keep an eye on him for me? Dad may be an immortal, but Killian isn't. He's just lucky!"
"We will, I promise. I want to get out of there in one piece, for Henry. Are you staying at the convent?"
"No, I'm moving into the diner till he gets back. Means I can share the mothering load with Ruby and Dorothy. Plus, Liam gets to spend time with his brother."
'So, one big happy family, then?" he smirked. Rosie wondered if Killian had said something to him.
"Yeah, it works for us. Rubes and Dot are great. He gets three mothers and I get a rest! What about you? I haven't seen a certain stunning goddess around these last few days."
"Persephone? She's around. She's coming with us for a bit, though she'll go back home fairly soon. I'm certainly going to miss her."
"Well I'm sure you won't stay single for too long," she winked at him. "Now, keep a close eye on my man!"
The next visitors to arrive on the pier were Robin and Regina. Neal hadn't seen the outlaw since his days in the Enchanted Forest, when they'd used his son Roland as bait to get a ride on Pan's shadow.
"Permission to come aboard?" yelled Robin, hearing a 'permission granted!" yelled back. As they stepped up the gangplank, Neil was already there to meet them.
"Regina? Robin? This is a surprise."
"Hello Neal. It's good to see you back. Regina said you came over to Mifflin Street the other day? All ready to sail?" The men went on to exchange the usual pleasantries, but it was decidedly odd for Neal, talking to the kindly man who had not only seized his former lover's heart, but the queen's too.
"Baelfire," Regina offered him a small cardboard box, and a smile. "Here's the copies of Henry's pictures you asked for. Where is my son, by the way? He said he'd be here to see you leave."
"Thanks so much, Regina. I love them!" He pulled her into a gentle hug, a surprise to Robin. "He's here somewhere, but I last saw him half an hour ago. He'd better hurry back, because Jones needs to sail shortly, to catch the tide. We can't wait."
Last visitors on deck were Ruby and Dorothy, once again. As the crew prepared to sail, they stayed close as Rosie and Killian hugged, Rosie with tears in her eyes.
"You better come back safe and sound, pirate, or there'll be hell to pay!" She sniffed.
The captain kissed her cheek tenderly. "I'll be back before you know it, love. Especially if your father's magical time travel beans are anything like he claimed?" He lifted her face to press his lips against hers. He'd already cuddled and kissed Liam and Nathaniel, now being held by the other women. "Ladies, please take good care of my girl and our boys? This is the first trip we've been apart, after all."
"We promise, Kill," Ruby smiled back, "She's family now. We'll take good care of her. Just come back safe!"
As the three women carefully left the ship to stand by the side, letting his boatswain cast off, he saw his wife shed a few tears, as she blew him farewell kisses. He even shed a few of his own!
The magnificent brigantine slowly eased back from the dock, as sails started to rise. Killian, now flanked by Neal and Merlin, with Persephone sitting close by, waved back. "Hard leaving family behind, isn't it?" said Neal.
"Aye, it is. Did you see Henry then?"
"About an hour ago. Don't know where he disappeared to. Probably some girl in town, knowing him. Still, papa came over to see me off."
"I saw. I hardly recognised him, what with all the new clothing and all! Seems younger, somewhat. Must be the doing of the bookworm and the mermaid."
"Yeah. And having a girlfriend in New York with a chain of clothes shops, doesn't hurt."
~oOo~
The brigantine slowly manoeuvered out of the port, and the figures on the dock side started to become smaller. Killian smiled when he saw Ruby and Dorothy each wrap an arm around his wife, to comfort her. Both men glanced up at the nearly hill, to see a familiar blonde, wearing her trademark red leather jacket, standing quite alone, watching them. Killian nodded in her direction.
"Remarkable woman, that one. Odd how fate works sometimes, isn't it?"
Neal could only agree. He caught a glimpse from Persephone behind him. "Perhaps."
On the hill, Emma stood in the gentle breeze, watching the beautiful sailing ship below. Her mind was racing with so many thoughts. She still felt guilty over how she'd come in to and affected the lives of the two men she could see on board. Neal, her first love, the man who gave her Henry. His gentle cockiness and wily, easy nature belied an extremely crafty and intelligent mind. She had truly loved Neal and his knowing how quickly she'd moved on after his death, as he told her, had hurt her more than she realized. Then there was Killian. Her pirate. The man who had once given up his ship for her and put his own life on the line several times. The man she'd grieved over, far, far more more than Neal. Almost to her own destruction, as she'd drunk herself into a coma. Both men had sacrificed their lives for her, and in her heart she felt she was unworthy. Both of them deserved more than her.
But somehow she had moved on. With her queen and her outlaw. And she now had a wonderful family. But realizing both the men on that ship had also managed to move on, still hurt. Killian now had a wife and child. Two children, if you included Dorothy's. And Neal? He was alone. Or was he? A goddess for a girlfriend? Either way, he seemed to be more than happy to be alive, and definitely happy to have moved on from one Emma Swan.
As the ship entered open waters, she heard Killian yelling instructions on the breeze. He seemed to throw something overboard. Within moments, a large whirlpool opened up beside them, the ship manoeuvering into it. In a matter of seconds, the vessel tilted down into its depths, to be followed by a large magical flash and a jolt of thunder. Moments later, the waters had calmed. The Jolly Roger, and her crew, had jumped realms!
The following Friday – The Rabbit Hole
It was only two days till they were due to leave for their honeymoon, just over a week since the wedding.
Mayor Briar had organized a farewell party for his departing sheriff, Hank Morgan, and his fiancée, at the Rabbit Hole, and, even though it had been a long day, a tired soon-to-be-sheriff Emma Locksley felt honour-bound to buy her predecessor a drink and wish the couple well. Robin had suggested Regina go with her, their first break since the wedding, while he stayed back with the children.
"So, Hank. Connecticut? I remember you said you still got family out there? What's the plan?" Emma asked the former Knight of the Round Table.
"We're setting up a riding school. Plus, there's a forge and saddlery we're taking over as well. Laura's had some help from Merlin to set things up. It's going to be crazy busy. But I'm still going to miss all this!" he took a long pull on his pint.
"What about Violet?" asked Regina. "I hardly had a chance to speak to her at the wedding, although I saw her, Grace and Henry talking. Is she going too?"
"Eventually. She's planning to live in Boston with a friend. But she's only a couple of hours drive away."
Emma remembered overhearing her son's talk with Robin last year, when he told him the sheriff's only daughter wanted something more 'casual' on the romantic front, whereas Henry was looking for something more…serious. "A friend?" she probed.
"A girlfriend. I've no idea whether they're 'together' or not. Frankly, she seems to constantly hang around with all sorts of men and women, so it's hard to know what she's up to these days. I was sad when she and Henry split up. I rather like your boy!" He sounded genuinely sad. "Still – children, eh?"
As Hank and Regina continuing talking, Emma's mind drifted off, and she looked around at all the various people who had come out for the evening to wish Hank well. Her eyes fell on a small red sofa in the corner of the room, where two tall brunette women sat talking, their drinks on a small table in front of them. She was a little surprised when she recognised who the taller of the women was. Rosie, Killian's wife? She was sitting close to Dorothy Sage, chatting animatedly, and whispering comments and giggling like two schoolgirls. Before he'd gone missing, Henry had said something to them about Rosie Jones staying behind, instead of going on Neal's voyage? It was rare to see Dorothy out for an evening without Ruby, so she presumed The wolf was the one taking care of their son back at the diner, while her wife had the evening out. The two women seemed close and Emma couldn't help but notice the elegantly striking beauty of Killian's wife and mother to his child.
Her thoughts were distracted, when she felt a light hand on her shoulder. "Sheriff Locksley? May I buy you a drink?" She looked up to see the warm hazel eyes of Philip Briar staring at her.
"Mister Mayor? Sorry Phil, I was absolutely miles away! Sorry, yes, I'll take a pint of the IPA please? How are you?"
Philip smiled back. "Excellent, thanks. Rory wasn't feeling too good though, so she's taking care of the little ones. Mulan's on night shift as you know, and it's my night off. Everything good with you? I heard about Henry."
Emma rolled her eyes in frustration. "You heard about that? After the Jolly sailed last week, Gina and I found a message to say he was gonna hide on board, till they left port! They got themselves a stowaway! I bet Neal felt like killing him when he found out!" Henry had been determined to join his father on the trip to DunBroch. But when he'd refused, saying it wasn't safe, the Author had hidden himself away. "He wrote that Merlin would be able to time-travel him back out, so he wouldn't miss anything at uni. Regina was absolutely livid with him, and I was spitting blood! Honestly, that boy!"
"I can understand why you're so upset, but at least he has Merlin and his father with him! They'll keep him safe, though I wouldn't like to be in his shoes when he has to face both his mothers once he's back! Have you checked up to find out how he is?"
"Checked up? He's in another realm!"
"With Merlin. Doesn't he have that mind-link thing with his daughters?" Philip spoke as though it was obvious. "Couldn't you ask Anna or Rosie to talk to their father, and find out about him?"
In their panic at seeing Henry's letter last weekend, they'd completely forgotten about the Sorcerer's daughters being able to communicate with their father; like she and Regina could with Robin.
"Of course - how stupid of me? We'll ask Rosie! Phil, I could kiss you!" She pulled herself up to place a loud smacker on his cheek, drawing her wife's attention. "Gina, Phil's had a great idea – about Henry!" She went on to explain.
"That's an excellent idea, Philip. Well there's no time to waste, let's talk to Rosie? I saw her sitting over there with Dorothy Lucas a few minutes ago..."
Emma glanced across. "Well finish your drink first. I just saw them leave. I'll just pop in the ladies…"
~oOo~
A few minutes later, after their farewells to Hank and Laura, the women left the bar, for the taxi they'd ordered as neither of them ever used magic to teleport after drinking alcohol.
As they walked across the parking area, Emma heard a stifled groan coming from behind one of the shaded trees. Suspicious, her sheriff instincts kicked in. "Hang on Gina. There's something's going on over there…" she whispered. "Give me a second?"
Walking cautiously around the edge, Emma was surprised to see two figures in the shade, clearly making out, quite aggressively, with one seeming to be pressing the other one's back into the tree. Oh well nothing wrong with that. I'll tiptoe away. Then on closer inspection, she realized the two were both wearing cocktail dresses. Two women, hiding from view. It was only when the blonde stepped back on a twig that the two women separated, shaken at the noise. It was Dorothy and Rosie! Killian's wife was making out with another woman? With Ruby's wife? "Shit!"
"What's going on?" said Regina, arriving by her side, and seeing the other pair moving out from behind the trees, looking guilty.
"What the hell were you two doing back there?" They didn't reply.
"Gina, she had her tongue halfway down her throat!" said a disgusted Emma, pointing at Rosie. "You're married, for god's sake! Both of you! What the hell were you thinking?"
"It's not what you think, we…" started Ruby's wife, looking suitably ashamed. "We…"
"YOU'RE MARRIED!" she yelled once again. "HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO KILLIAN? TO RUBY?"
Regina joined the attack. "I'm surprised at the pair of you! You have children!"
"Regina, you don't understand…" Rosie tried to explain, but Emma wasn't having any of it!
"He's only been gone a week! How could you?"
This time Rosie's attitude changed from one of embarrassment to anger. "WILL YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP AND LISTEN? YOU KNOW NOTHING!"
"Oh? So, I didn't see two women, married to our friends, playing tongue hockey behind a tree back there?" growled Emma.
"Finished?" said Rosie, stepping closer. Emma was quickly reminded just how much taller than her Merlin's daughter was. She could feel the magical aura given off. And how intimidating she now appeared!
"Yes, Dorothy and I were…making out…as you put it."
It was Regina's turn as she used her famous scowl. "And you think that behaviour is somehow acceptable? If I were to ring up this woman's wife right now, what do you think she would say?"
"Go ahead, do it! Do it right now?" Rosie answered, nonplussed. "Or shall I do it? I have her on speed-dial!" Although she was very confident, Dorothy just seemed…embarrassed.
"Killian is the father of your child! Doesn't that mean anything to you?" growled Emma.
"Indeed it does. I love and adore my husband, who also happens to be the father of Dorothy and Ruby's child. And before you do something stupid and make wild accusations and spread all manner of shit around the town, you should know that Killian and Ruby are fully aware. And they approve…"
"Approve? So what - this is some sort of weird wife-swapping thing?"
"No, Mrs. Locksley" said Dorothy, speaking up for the first time. "This is not some sort of 'weird wife-swapping thing', this is some sort of 'polyamorous thing'. The four of us are in a more open relationship. I'm with all three of them, as they are with each other. We share a link through our children. We had no intention of broadcasting it, because we're happy as we are. Rosie and Killian are their own couple, and may travel sometimes with their son, or we may all be together. As I said, we are happy…"
Regina huffed, realizing they'd overreacted. "Then...we're sorry to have made assumptions. I apologise. Emma, let's go home…" It was the turn of the sheriff to be embarrassed. She definitely wanted to come back at them but…with what? She turned to walk away, looking down.
But Dorothy wasn't done. "Your apology is accepted, Regina. Didn't hear one from your wife though?"
Emma mumbled something incomprehensible.
"Still, when she makes one, Ruby and I will be sure to welcome her back at the diner. NOT before!"
Mifflin Street
When they got home, they told Robin what had happened at the bar.
"Ooh, awkward! Still, you thought you were protecting your friends. So if you go in offering a humble apology and explain that, I'm sure they'll understand."
"That's not the worst of it," Regina sighed. "We were going to ask Merlin's daughter to mind-link with him, on the ship. Apparently, he can reach across realms to speak to his children. We could have asked about Henry!
"Oh. Well how about Anna? I'll ask her to check. If I tell her you're both under tremendous strain, worried about Henry absconding to a dangerous place? That way, even if Rosie has already spoken to her, she'll understand and help. Failing that, I'll get Maria to talk to her."
~oOo~
An hour after Robin spoke to her, Anna called back. Robin put the call on speakerphone.
"Okay. I managed to reach dad. He said that your Henry suddenly appeared, an hour after the Jolly jumped through the portal. Apparently, he'd been hiding in the brig! Killian laughed about it, but it seems Neal was livid! He said he may be a man now, but he was going to 'bloody well obey your father when your life's at stake!'"
Regina smiled. "At least someone's taking this seriously!"
"Yes. Apparently, he insisted Killian stick him back in the brig, and Merlin sealed it, till he's learned his lesson."
"They put my son in a ship's prison?"
"Yup. With food, drink, a blanket and a bucket! There's no magic on that side, so he can't get out."
That made Emma chuckle, remembering her time in prison, at Gold's, and Henry's, hands over a year ago. " A bucket? Good. The bugger deserved it!"
"Anyway. They let him out after a night in the cell, once he'd apologized and promised to obey the rules. Neal was going to make him stay on the ship, but dad said he and Persephone will take him under their wing now they're on land. So, a goddess and a sorcerer protecting him, plus a pirate and an over-protective dad? He should be safe."
"You said they're on land? They're already in DunBroch?"
"They've been there a few days, apparently. Magic portals? Time? Anyway, it seems after a bit of local difficulty, it appears they met Queen Merida, and she's become rather keen on Neal. VERY keen, according to dad."
"Cassidy and the queen? Surely not!" Regina shook her head.
"Yeah, a queen and a thief. Who'd have thought it?" Robin grinned as Regina rolled her eyes, trying to hide a smirk. Then they looked at Emma, who'd stayed silent at the news. "Emma, you okay?"
"Emma, he is allowed to move on too, you know?"
"I know! It's just odd. In one week, I learned that my first real boyfriend is getting it on with a queen, and that Killian's shagging other women! It's bizarre..." She stopped, immediately realizing what she'd just said, and who was at the other end over the phone!
There was a moment's silence, until:
"Killian? Rosie's Killian? What did you just say?" said Annabelle, Killian's sister-in-law!
'SHIT!' the blonde mouthed silently to her wife and husband.
~oOo~