The upcoming days consisted of Killian picking up Alice Hope from school, working on the garden, and playing the guitar. Every other day there were enjoyable family dinners, much to David's dismay, but he would just have to suck it up.
Alice Hope had begged her mom for a sleepover, and she had finally relented. That evening after yet another dinner at his and Liam's place, Killian was tucking Alice Hope into bed as she asked, "Dad, why did you leave mom?" She looked at him with the innocence of a child, not knowing the significance of the simple question.
He hesitated for a second. "There hasn't been a day I haven't regretted that decision. I have no excuse, but I was young, confused, and dumb. I know it was wrong, but I was lost."
She grabbed his hand and squeezed. "But now you are home, that's all that matters." She closed her eyes and Killian stayed until she fell asleep.
Liam and Emma overheard the conversation between Killian and Alice Hope. They are both moved by Killian's honesty and the little girl's need to comfort him.
After witnessing the tender moment they'd made their way to the front porch. The night was fresh, with a light breeze. Enjoying some wine, they chit chatted between the two of them.
Liam decided to give his brother and Emma a little space, and called it a night once Killian joined them outside. Emma swayed towards Killian.
"Emma, I think you're tipsy. How much wine did you drink?" Killian asked as he attempted to steady her, but instead swayed with her.
She sighed and leaned her head on his shoulder, "Enough to be a little tipsy." She smiled with her eyes closed.
He hummed, "Alright love, I'm going to give you a ride home."
"Okay," she mumbled. Killian guided her to his car, his hand resting gently on her lower back. Arriving at her home, always the gentleman, Killian rushes to open her door.
"Safely delivered." He smiled happily as he walked her to her door.
"I feel better, I didn't drink that much." She leaned into him to whisper a secret, "I'm a lightweight. I'm not drunk, I just feel relaxed."
Killian studied her for a second. "Relaxed is not a bad thing."
She nodded, "I was thinking, you're in debt with me."
Killian looked at her quizzically, "A debt?"
She looked at him, holding his gaze, "Yes, you owe me a date. A date with Killian Jones, Grammy Award winning singer."
"Love, do you think you can handle it?" he smirked, popping the T.
"Oh, I can handle it just fine, superstar. I think the only one that's not gonna be able to handle it is you." She poked his chest playfully.
"Emma, that's not what I meant, but if you are serious, I'd love to." Killian waited for her answer patiently.
"I am very serious," she answered with a smile.
"Good," he simply stated.
She finally went inside the house and before closing the door she murmured softly, "Goodnight, Killian." The door closed before his reply is made.
"Goodnight, love." He stood in front of the house for a second. He felt like a teenager, his heart beating profusely. Taking out his phone he dialed quickly and the phone rang once...twice… click
"Hello?" the voice answered.
"Scarlet, I need your help," Killian blurted out.
"Killian, what's happened now?" Will asked, afraid of the answer.
"You know how I told you about my friend's accident? The one from my old town," Killian said slowly. He knew he was about to drop a bomb.
"I do, what of it?" Will prodded.
"Mate, you might need to sit down, and before you panic, the news is nothing bad," Killian reassured his manager.
"I'm sitting down now, go on. Tell me this news." Will mumbles so bloody dramatic under his breath.
"I never told you, but eight years ago I was engaged."
"That's not so bad, mate," Will interrupted him.
Killian laughed, "I never said it was bad, but it is news. My fiance, well, she was pregnant. I have a seven year old daughter."
"I'm happy I sat down for this. Wow, Killian Jones, a father." Will whistles into the phone. "Wait is she giving you trouble? I'm guessing that's what you need help with? Do you need me to pay off the ex?" Will asked with concern.
"Will, that is not why I called. Mate, she had 7 years to contact me if that was what she was after. She is not a bloody gold digger. She was not some simple dalliance, I was bloody gonna marry her, you twit. What I need is your help planning a date, a special date."
Will sighed in relief. "What do you need from me boss?"
The next day passed in a blur. Emma found herself in front of a mirror getting ready for Killian Jones once more. Maybe this was a mistake. Why did she think this was a good idea? Oh yeah, she was tipsy.
Her bed was covered with different outfits, but the soft pink dress felt right. It had a V-neck with a detailed bodice and belt. She chewed her bottom lip.
Emma's bedroom door burst open. "I hear someone's got a big date tonight," the intruder says. "Why didn't you call me?"
"Shit," Emma mutters as she winced. "Sorry? Rubes, I know you are super busy at the diner, and it's not a big deal."
Ruby sighed, "You are going on a date with your baby daddy, love of your life, the one that got away, and you say it's not a big deal? If we didn't grow up together I might believe you, but we did grow up together. Ems, don't lie to me. You're lucky Elsa is still out of town, and Marian is taking care of Robin. They would tell you the same thing I am. You've been yearning and pining for him since he left."
Emma scoffs, "I don't pine or yearn. It's not like that anymore."
"If you say so. Ems, about your wardrobe, you should totally wear that hot pink dress." Ruby approached the bed and after a little digging she found the outfit she was looking for. "He will freak out if you wear this. This dress makes you look like a hot mama." She wiggled her eyebrows, then moved to find shoes for the dress.
"I'm not wearing that. I decided on this one." Emma pointed to the pastel pink dress. "I was thinking with my hair up? A high ponytail, and the makeup just natural. Nothing extreme."
"That's not really my style, but I think you can pull it off. Ems, can I ask you a question?"
"What do you wanna ask?" Emma asked as she put away the rejected clothes.
"Do you regret it?" Ruby asked.
Emma snorted, "Regret what, please be more specific."
"Okay, that night," Ruby huffed. "Karaoke night? The night that record exec discovered Killian."
"Oh, that night." Emma smiled, she remembered that night so vividly. "I don't."
"No? If we would have gone somewhere else Killian wouldn't have been discovered. You two would be married and maybe our little Hope would have a little brother by now." Ruby studied Emma's reaction.
"Rubes, Killian was going to be a star no matter what. He is talented, and I don't know what you want me to say." Emma was getting frustrated. "Who told you about the date? Because whoever told you should have minded their own business."
"It was Hope, she is so excited her parents are going on a date." Ruby crossed her arms. "She thought you might need help."
Emma relented, "Fine, let me change and you can keep me company."
Ruby sat on the bed pouting because Emma wouldn't let her help. "Rubes stop pouting. I just don't want to make a big deal, okay?"
"Ems?" Ruby called out.
"Yes?" Emma smiled.
"Thank you for not falling for Graham." Ruby sighed.
Emma rolled her eyes. "How are things going with you guys?" Emma continued getting dressed.
"We're good. I never thought we would get together. I mean, you and Killian were obvious. I still think Elsa and Liam are keeping it secret. Robin and Marian? For sure. Graham and I? Not so much. He pined for you for so long, and then after Killian left, you guys went out on a few dates. For a second I thought you guys would make it, you know? I know David was rooting for you guys, but I hate to say it, I'm happy it didn't work out. I'm so selfish." Ruby huffed.
"You're not selfish." Emma smiled fondly at her friend. "You deserve to be happy, and I'm happy you have that with Graham. Okay?" Emma said as she was doing her hair.
"I know, you are the sweetest person ever. So where's the little munchkin?"
"She has been spending a lot of time with Killian. I figured she was the one that told you about the date."
"She called me, but she said Liam was gonna drop her off so she could spend time with you before the big date. Do you know where he is taking you?" Ruby asked as they finished with her makeup.
"Mama!" Alice Hope yelled.
"Ah there she is." Emma grinned. "In my room!" she yelled back.
Emma heard little feet running, then the door flew open. "Mama, you look beautiful!" Alice Hope gushed.
"Thank you. Do you want to help me with my lipstick, the final touch?" Emma lifted the lipstick and waved at her kid.
Ruby smiled at mother and daughter as Alice Hope excitedly walked to her mom and grabbed the lipstick. Emma positioned herself so that Alice Hope could put on the lipstick.
Alice Hope sighed contently, "Perfect. Mama, do you know where he's taking you?"
Emma pretended to think for a second. "Sorry kid, I don't know. Did Liam drop you off?"
"Yeah, he thought I'd want to visit for a little bit. Before your date. Auntie Ruby can you give me a ride back to Uncle Liam's?"
"That was sweet of him." Emma smiled and leaned in to hug her.
"You betcha, Munchkin, I'll give you a ride." Ruby said as she joined the hug.
After an hour a stretch limo pulled in to pick up Emma. The driver promptly told her he cannot give her details or he will ruin the surprise. His job was simply to deliver her to Killian.
The drive was short, and they arrived at the school's athletic field, where Killian stood in front of a helicopter. The car parked and the driver rushed to open the door for Emma. Emma looked at the driver who only shrugged as he closed the car door.
Wow, was all Emma could think as she walked towards Killian. He wore tight, black jeans, a black, fitted shirt tucked in, and a black leather vest. She will never ever admit to anyone that she secretly stalked Killian's social media, and anything she could find. She had seen him on dates with models, actresses, and even singers. It had hurt more than anything. It should have been her. So maybe that was the reason behind her suggestion, about the date. He looked good, he always did, and his smile wa blinding.
"Hello, love," he leaned in to kiss her cheek, "you look beautiful."
"Uh, thank you. So do you-" his phone rang loudly, "you should get that, it could be important." Emma said as she took a closer look at his phone. It looked familiar.
"All right, one second." He answered, hello, yeah, sorry about that- thank you MM. He scratched behind his ear which she knew he did when he was nervous, just like she knew all of his quirks. "Sorry about that love, it was my publicist, Mary Margaret."
She nodded, "I guess that means you are coming out of hiding, or was it rehab for exhaustion? I think that's what I read, you know, about your sudden disappearance."
"You've been reading up on me, I'm so touched," Killian teased her.
"I was curious, I admit it," Emma confessed.
Killian smiled, "Come on love, lets go." He put his hand on her back and guided her to the helicopter. They climbed on and snapped their seatbelts securely. A small awkward silence fell between them which Emma interrupted by asking him a question. "Hey Killian, is that the same cell phone you had in high school?"
Killian's face reddened. "No, of course not."
"I remember it. It has an antenna, Killian," Emma countered.
"Fine, it is, I really like the phone, okay?"
She could tell he was irritated. "Okay."
They silence returned as they looked out at the view. "So where are you taking me Killian Jones?" Emma asked.
"It's a surprise," he simply answered as his hand inched towards hers.
"Killian, this date… it doesn't mean anything is going to happen between us. I just want to make that clear." Emma's nerves were getting the best of her, what had she gotten herself into?
"I never said it was, but I think you're protesting too much. See that building there?" he pointed to a tall building, trying to change the subject.
Emma gasped, "The hotel?"
"Aye, that's where we are landing. We're perfectly safe. The restaurant we are going to is inside, I hope you'll like it."
The helicopter landed and Killian ushered her out of the chopper. They're greeted at the door by the hotel concierge. "Sir, your table is ready." H leaned in to whisper into Killian's elven ear, "The paparazzi are here, we've tried to keep your visit private, but failed."
Killian just smiled, keeping his hand on Emma's lower back. "There's no need to worry, I'm sure we will enjoy ourselves nevertheless."
As they neared the restaurant entrance, multiple cameras flashed simultaneously and voices shouted loudly as Killian came into their line of sight. Over here Killian! Questions regarding his whereabouts were being yelled out, Where have you been? Were you in rehab? How was Barbados?
Once their attention landed on Emma other questions emerged. Killian tried to shield her, but she just squeezed his hand, and she simply said, "I'm the one that wanted the superstar experience."
A clearly curious reporter, a petite woman, smiled at them and asked, "Killian, I think we'd all love to know,
who is the beautiful woman on your arm?"
He smiled at Emma and simply answered, "She is the one." Emma's grip tightened on Killian's hand at his words. As a chorus of what's her name? Erupted from the crowd, Killian waved and said, "Sorry guys, that's all I got."
He and Emma promptly disappeared inside the restaurant where they were greeted by the owner, a kind older man, "Welcome to the Nautilus, Killian and lovely guest, please follow me."
Emma's whole face lit up at the beauty of the restaurant.
"Nemo, thank you for accommodating us on such short notice," Killian said sincerely. "This is my... my," he scratched behind his ear, "My old friend, Emma."
Nemo stopped abruptly, sharing a kind smile with Emma. "Lovely to meet you, my dear. I have a special table for you two." He led them into the private section of the restaurant, reserved for special occasions. They sat to enjoy the carefully selected dinner choices.
Emma had a feeling Killian requested the meal, it was her favorite, but with a gourmet twist. It was a surreal experience for Emma, nothing, in particular, stood out, just the fact that she was sitting across the table from her childhood sweetheart. Her kid's father. They had shared every experience growing up, but their paths had diverged. He lived a life of luxury, eating at places like this, staying in a different posh hotel in each big city he performed for, rubbing elbows with other celebrities, and she had the opposite. She was a mom above all. At this moment, all those differences faded and it was just them. The reconnection between them was so natural.
As they enjoyed their meal, Killian sat admiring Emma. Before seeing her again with his own eyes, the memory of her had stayed strong. But the beautiful girl he was going to marry all those years ago had evolved into an ethereal being. If she was beautiful then, she was breathtaking now. She simply glowed. How could he possibly think anyone could come close to filling the void she'd left. She was embedded in his being. He'd never stopped loving her. It was always her, she was the one.
They talked and laughed without knowing each other's thoughts until they shared their last dance with their inhibitions lowered. A kiss was shared; It was perfect. Their lips met in a chaste kiss which quickly morphed into one of longing. So lost in each other, they didn't notice when the music stopped playing. Their kiss halted, but they remained in each other's embrace and he started singing low in her ear.
Does your halo grow heavy
Hanging over your head
Boy you've held my heart steady
Since the first day we met
Every time I lose my way
Only you can bring me back...
Emma put her hand on Killian's chest and gently pushed him away. They'd gotten carried away.
It was Killian who spoke first, "Emma, I'm sorry. We, I fell victim to a moment. I remember what you said. I know this isn't what you want. I just want you to know one thing, you're the one for me. What we're to become is your choice. I want you to choose me, but I want it to be because you want me, not because I pushed you too hard or only because we have a child together; and if you only want to co-parent, I will accept it. He smiled at her, conveying his sincerity with just one look.
Emma blinked and smiled back. "You were always better with words than me."
They don't talk about it again, and things go back to being about Alice Hope once they get home.
Several days after the date, Killian decided he needed to call Scarlet to let him know he had no plans to return right away.
"Hello?" a distracted voice answered.
"Scarlet, this is Killian. Mate?"
"Oi, what's going on man?"
"I've decided to stick around longer. I've been writing. So there's that. Maybe a couple of months. I just don't want to leave them yet."
"Them?" Scarlet asked.
Killian quickly covered for the slip, "I meant Alice, my daughter. There's also my brother."
Scarlet laughed, "So you're saying this has nothing to do with her mum?"
Killian growled, "I'll keep you posted."
A week later a big cookout was planned in celebration of Elsa being back and Robin finally being released from the hospital. It was an extended family dinner that was going to be at Emma's house.
The guests trickled in. Marian, Robin and Roland arrived first and Roland rushed off to spend time with his best-friend, Alice Hope. Ruby and Granny arrived next, and Granny quickly made a beeline to the kitchen to help with the meal. Liam and Killian arrive right after, and Alice Hope beamed with happiness as she introduced her dad to her best-friend. Killian ignored Liam's knowing smirk. David arrived with a scowl set on his face, and finally, Elsa arrived with a smile on her face, greeting everyone with hugs. They'd set up a large table with all the fixings. From burgers to salads, some alcoholic drinks and non-alcoholic for the kids. Everyone was enjoying themselves, good food, good drink, and good company. Killian was enjoying his time with his daughter, while Liam was distracted talking to Elsa. Killian chuckled at the obvious affection his brother has for the blonde.
Alice Hope smiled at her dad, before telling him, "Look Dad, I'm a hungry lion." She growled as she gobbled her food.
"Oh darling, you're doing it all wrong" he teased as he grabbed the ketchup and poured more on his hotdog. "Now it's nice and bloody. Come on little love, let's take a nice bite." They growled in unison as they each took a bite, devouring their food.
"Little brother, do you want another beer?" Liam asked from the door.
Killian shook his head. "It's younger brother and no, but I'd love a water." His attention returned to Alice Hope only to find her choking, he froze. He no longer saw his daughter, but his mother.
They're at her hospital room, he had snuck in to visit her, he was holding a bouquet of Middlemist flowers, her favorite. He wanted to help her feel better. The nurse is calling for the doctor, then she's calling out to her, "Alice Jones, don't you give up on me, not yet!" The nurse notices a young Killian frozen at the door, "Killian sweetheart, go find your brother." But he doesn't move, he is frozen in place as the flowers drop to the floor.
"Killian, what the hell man!" The irate voice of David brought him back to the present. "Killian, she's choking." David was at his niece's side in a second. He yelled out to his sister, "Emma, Hopey is choking, call 911!"
Emma frantically rushed out to help her brother. "She's not breathing!"
Liam was on the phone with the emergency operator and everyone was giving them space, trying not to get in the way. Roland was being held back by his parents who were trying to keep him calm.
David moved fast to perform the Heimlich, with Emma urging Alice Hope, "Hold on, baby. Stay with us, you need to breathe. Now breathe for me!" she commanded her daughter. Time slowed immeasurably until David finally got the food out of Alice's throat. She took a gasping breath along with everyone around her.
With Alice Hope breathing okay and the EMT's checking her, an enraged David charged toward Killian who was still frozen in his spot. David grabbed Killian by his shirt and ripped him up from his seat. "What the hell is your problem, she was choking! She was dying and you just stood there doing nothing!"
Liam rushed over to get in between the men. Killian still had a lost and haunted look, his eyes filled with tears. "I'm sorry," he stammered, shaking his head to try and clear the haunting memory.
"Father of the year!" David called after him as Killian left.
Emma and Liam glared at David, and Liam stopped David from chasing Killian down. "David, that's enough!"
"David, take it easy, she's okay," Emma reasoned.
Liam sighed as Emma and David continued heatedly talking. He decided to go check on Ali for himself. He approached the small group of friends and family making sure she was okay.
"Hey little one," he smiled warmly at her where she is leaning on Elsa.
"Uncle Liam, where's my dad?"
Elsa shared a look with Liam. Bloody hell. "He uh..." Liam is at a loss for words, what can he say?
Elsa cut in, "Sweetheart, your dad, he was so worried about you," she paused "he is a new dad and he had to step away for a little bit."
Alice Hope smiled, "He freaked out didn't he?"
Elsa and Liam looked at each other and both replied, "Yes." Liam continued, "I'm afraid so. Ali, you gave us all a good scare.''
"I know Uncle Liam, I'm sorry."
"It's alright, little one. Just don't do that again." She nodded, her eyes drooping with exhaustion from the whole ordeal. The excitement had tired the crowd and soon all were saying their goodnights.
David had left after having what appeared to be a heated conversation with Emma.
Liam and Elsa left once the house was clean and Alice Hope was asleep in her bed.
After the scare with Alice Hope and the painful memory of his mother's death, all Killian needed was to numb the pain. He arrived at the old hole in the wall, the Rabbit Hole. Going straight to the bar, he sat in the first available chair and ordered a bottle of rum. He didn't care that the quality of the drink was not the best, all he wanted was to drown in it.
Half a bottle later, the door opened, and an unlikely person sat beside him. "Killian, hey man."
Killian looked at the source. "Humbert," he slurred, "to what do I owe the pleasure of your company?"
Graham chuckled, "It's been a long time, mate." Graham bumped Killian's shoulder with his. "It's good to see you, but I think it's time you call it a night."
Killian laughed as he noticed the sheriff uniform. "Who called?"
"Killian, I'm sure everyone is worried about you. After what happened tonight do you really want to add to their worries? We lucked out with Robin, and from what I hear, we lucked out tonight with Alice Hope. I don't think we should test our luck. Let me give you a ride to Liam's."
"Who called?" Killian asked again.
Graham sighed, "Does it matter? Let me give you a ride home."
As Killian was about to answer he was cut off by another voice. "Graham, I'll take it from here.
"Hey Dave, are you sure?" Graham questioned. "I know you've had a long week at the animal shelter, too. Sorry I haven't been able to volunteer."
"It's okay, go home. I can handle this." David waved him off and nudged him.
Graham cautiously stood up and told David, "If you need anything, don't hesitate to call." "It's nice to see you," Graham said to Killian then he left the bar.
Killian smirked at David, "So you're my new babysitter?"
David stared at Killian icily. "Don't mistake my offer to ensure you get home safely as a sign of concern for you. I'm here for my sister and niece. Somehow you have fooled them into believing you're here for them, but I'm not fooled as easily. You honestly think that you're ready to be a dad just because you spent a couple of weeks playing house? Really?" David shook his head. "Alice Hope was choking and you just stood there, Killian. We are lucky she's alive, and I hate to think of what could've happened if she'd been alone with you. Do you honestly think you're equipped to keep that little girl alive every day? Cause from what I saw tonight, I doubt it."
Killian listened to what the other man was saying. His guilt blinded him.
David continued ranting, "The memories are still fresh in my mind of all the bad years that my sister had because of your abandonment. I was the one there for her. I'm the one that got her through it. Emma finally made a life for her and for Alice Hope. You and I, we both know that you never deserved her, and you will find some way to mess it up all over again, and it'll destroy them. You know what the worst thing is? This time it's not just Emma that will suffer at your selfishness, it will be your daughter too. Just do what you will inevitably do and leave." David got up and stormed out, the door slamming closed.
Killian brooded for a second while David's words whirled in his head. He stood up and staggered to the restroom. "Hey," a gruff voice stopped him, "I'm going to call the pastor. Stay put."
"Mate," Killian slurs.
The man stopped and turned around, irritation on his face. "I'm not your mate, the name is Leroy." "Bigshot," he muttered.
"Leroy, I need to use to loo for a second," Killian explained.
"Okay, go ahead, I'll let Pastor Jones know," Leroy grumbled as he walked away.
Killian entered the restroom and stared at his reflection. With a clenched jaw and anger coursing through him, he smashed the mirror. He was staring at his bloodied fist as Liam and Leroy walked into the restroom.
Leroy groaned, "Damn drunks! Who's gonna pay for that?"
Liam sighed, "Don't worry, he will pay for the damage. I'm sorry." The elder Jones looked at his brother with disappointment as he grabbed him. "Come on brother, let's get you home." They leave a disgruntled Leroy to clean up the mess.
Once they arrived home, Liam hurried to clean up the wound. "Little brother, what were you thinking? I cannot believe you smashed your hand through that mirror. Stop moving, I'm almost done."
Killian winced but kept quiet. Liam could see the wheels turning so he added, "You'll be able to play with Ali soon." Liam smiled at his brother.
Killian sighed, "I never want to play again."
That confused Liam. "Why not? It's a God given talent to be able to play and sing the way you do. For goodness sakes, even Alice Hope inherited that same gift."
Killian stared at his hand. "I don't deserve it, none of it. Just be honest brother, I'm the worst human around."
Liam gripped Killian's shoulders and stared him down, "Killian, we've all forgiven you, brother."
Killian pushed him away, "You shouldn't have. I'm sorry that I left you all. I'm sorry that I didn't stay in touch. I still don't know why I did it."
Liam stared at him as he continued, "The further away I went... the longer I was gone... the more pain I was in, brother." He sniffed, "I'm so sorry."
"I know you are, little brother." Liam tried to comfort him. "Brother, when mum died I was so stuck in my own grief I failed you, I overlooked yours. I have comforting words
for everyone in this town during their time of need, but I didn't know how to talk to my own brother during his. I couldn't imagine the pain of losing mum the way you did at such a young age. I think being famous just fed that pain, knocked down everything in its path. I'm the one who's sorry, Killian. I'm so, so sorry brother. You deserve a future, a happy one." Liam tried to encourage his brother with a soft smile. "Now you must rest."
Killian nodded in agreement as he headed to bed.
The next morning Liam woke up to find a note on top of the kitchen counter simply saying, "They're better off without me. Say goodbye for me."
Once Liam delivers the message the heartbreak unleashes a wave of pain and blame thrown between the adults.
Liam confronts David, "What did you tell my brother? I know you talked to him. Leroy told me that he called Graham and that later you arrived."
"I didn't tell him anything he didn't know himself." David shrugs.
"You self-righteous prick," Liam seethes.
"Liam!" Elsa and Emma call out.
"Such language, Pastor."
"Right now I'm acting as an older brother, not a pastor. The last time I saw my brother he was heartbroken. He hated himself and now I know why."
"Oh, and what of my niece? She almost died and that good for nothing brother of yours just stood there doing nothing!"
"She's my niece too!" Liam shouts, standing toe to toe with David.
"STOP IT! BOTH OF YOU, NOW!" Emma yells as she slowly backs away. She then turns her full attention to her brother. "David, whatever you did," Emma started, shaking her head, "you had no right!"
"No? I had no right? If I hadn't reacted, who knows what would have happened to Hopey." David glares at his sister.
"Well, maybe you should explain to your niece why her father left town. Tell her that Killian is gone because you never liked him."
Elsa approaches Liam as the siblings argue. "Liam, I'm sorry. I know Killian will come back."
Liam leans to her touch, "I just hope it won't take eight years again."
The siblings argument gets louder. "I know you never truly gave Graham a chance, he was always a better choice than Killian, but you couldn't let him go."
"Is this about your obsession with Graham being the right guy for me? David, we both realized we saw each other as brother and sister. He fell in love with Ruby and they're gonna get married. I think you've focused too much attention on my life, David. You need to find someone to love."
In the end Alice Hope cries for her father, and Emma not only mourns her for her broken heart once more, but also for her daughter's.