Chapter 11

Emma's pov

We spent another day or two in my parent's loft, both needing to regain our strength. And we also simply just needed some time off of real life, and wanted a while to just be together. We spent the hours mainly by just being together, either just talking or introducing Killian to various movies and TV shows on Netflix. I wouldn't be lying if I said that the highlight of it all was watching Disney movies about our family, friends and enemies. My favourite part was watching Peter pan with Killian, making me cry with laughter at the look on his face when he first appeared on screen.

"What in the bloody hell is this?" He looked genuinely angry at the TV screen as I struggled not to laugh.

"It's you." I said, now beginning to snort with laughter at his clenching jaw and furrowed brows.

"Why the devil do I have ridiculous hair, a ridiculous moustache, a ridiculous outfit and a ridiculous hat? What do these people think pirates bloody well look like? And what is my bloody obsession with clocks? I don't give a damn about bloody clocks!" His voice shot up an octave as it usually did when he was offended. By this point tears were streaming down my face and I might as well have got a six pack laughing.

Throughout these wonderful days though, I couldn't shake the feeling of responsibility for Killian's suffering. I was the one who, in the first place, turned him into a dark one just to keep him alive, even against his dying wishes. Then he went and died for me, and spent a good long time in the Underworld. I chose to ignore the feelings that were creeping up on me, trying my best to focus on the present, but I could tell that if I didn't shake these feelings, things could go badly for the both of us.

Killian was great with Henry too; he filled the place that Neal left. They would talk about Killian's adventures and he would often take Henry out on the Jolly Roger, and who knew what they got up to then. They'd even share more manly talks, and another side of Henry came out while he was around Killian.

I woke up to see that Killian had already got up, which was quite usual, as I had discovered. He was a far earlier riser than I had ever been, but I suppose life at sea would do that to you. I walked downstairs to see Henry sitting at the counter and Killian standing by the stove, utterly failing at trying to cook something.

"Ah, the lady of the house has risen. In good time too, since this damned cooking box is clearly not made for people with one hand." Henry giggled a bit at his (kind of) stepdad's complete incompetence when it comes to food preparation.

"It's called an oven, and you should probably stay away from it, with your cooking skills (or lack of them)" As I came nearer, I could see a black mess sitting in the pan, which he later insisted that was supposed to be scrambled eggs. I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, at which Henry was definitely not impressed, and I indicated that he should sit down while I do breakfast.

"Hey, dad, I wanted to ask you something," I overheard Henry talking to Killian.

"What is it, lad?"

He paused before replying, "I want to try again with Violet, since you know what happened in Camelot, and it wasn't really her that friend zoned me." The last few words of his stung, but I carried on cooking and listening in anyway.

"Friend zoned?" Though he was definitely improving at using the TV, Killian was not up to date with modern language.

" 'I'm just a friend and she doesn't want to be any more than that' " He quoted, which resulted in a slightly pitying "Oh" from Killian.

"And you want to know if you should?"

"Yep,"

"Well, if it were up to your mother, I know she would say no, but I think you should take a chance while you have it, because before you know it, it's going to be gone. Eventually the people of Camelot will find a way to return home, and you need to give that girl a reason to stay." Despite the context, those words hit me right in the heart, as he was clearly relating to giving me a reason to not go back to New York, even if at the time I simply pinned it on him reminding me of my family.

I served the eggs up to the both of them, saying, "Killian's right." They both looked up at me with hopeful eyes, "I don't want you going on that date, and you are too young."

"Come on, Swan! I just gave him a motivational love speech and everything. Let the boy have a chance." He looked up at me with his puppy dog eyes, and Henry followed, doing a perfect replica.

"Thanks for the scrambled eggs, love, but I need to go and teach Henry how to be a proper gentleman." Killian wiggled his eyebrows at me as they both stood up, resulting in a tired sigh from me.

"Killian, just remember that he is fourteen!" I called after them as they walked out the door.

As I stood there by myself, I realised that, despite all of the joking around, it made me so happy to see Henry being around Killian. They were both so happy, particularly Henry, but I suppose that however hard I try, I am not the same as having a dad too.

A/N

Sorry this chapter was basically just a load of fluff, but I really wanted some Captain Cobra / daddy!Killian in my life. Tell me in the comments how hyped you are for the 5b premiere!