Emma had the day off work, and she and Killian were finishing up some wedding errands that they'd taken the day to do. They wanted to keep all of their plans secret, and surprise everyone with the actual wedding, but there were certain people they needed to involve now. Mainly, Henry, David and Mary Margaret.
They picked up dinner on the way to the apartment, and as soon as they arrived the family sat down to dinner.
"So, we need your help with some things for the wedding," Emma started.
"Are you finally going to tell us the plan?" asked Mary Margaret.
"Only parts of it. Everyone is on a need to know basis."
"I can't believe you guys are getting married in eight days. You're really not giving us time to do everything correctly. You can't just go around and tell eveyone in person about the wedding. You're supposed to send invitations. There should be flowers. What about the food?"
Mary Margaret had been vocally upset with the lack of prep time she was given for the wedding. This was a royal wedding in her mind, and turning out to be nothing like what she and David would have done for Emma in the Enchanted Forest. Emma would not budge though. She told Mary Margaret that maybe Neal would grow up to be a better royal, and maybe he'd be okay with the pomp and circumstance.
"Mom, everything will be fine. All that matters is that at the end of the day Killian and I will be married. The rest is just window dressing. But we do want your help with something, if you'll just let me tell you without the Spanish Inquisition about the plans."
Mary Margaret was quiet and decided not to interrupt again.
"Well, David, Henry, I'd be honored if you would be my best men. All you need to do is put on suits and stand up next to me while I marry Emma. Would you?"
David and Henry both quickly agreed. David added, "as your best man it's also my duty to throw you a bachelor party. As the father of the bride, my job is to make sure you don't enjoy it too much. Although, this is Storybrooke. Aside from curses there's not too much trouble to get into around here." Everyone laughed, but silently were thankful that they'd been curse free for so long.
Emma continued, "Mom, Killian and I would like it if you would officiate the wedding. You're mayor now. I think this falls under your duties. Would you be the one to marry us?"
Mary Margaret was stunned. Of all the roles she could have played in her daughter's wedding, she did not expect this one.
"Of course I will. Emma, Killian, thank you. This means so much. I have to figure out what I'm going to say. This is a big deal."
"Well, remember we're keeping everything simple. Killian and I have vows for each other, but we need you to welcome everyone and do the 'I now pronounce you husband and wife' part."
"And the 'you may now kiss the bride' part. Don't forget that bit," Killian quickly added.
David knocked him on the shoulder. "Hey, that's my daughter."
"Your daughter, my wife, mate", Killian said, gave David one of his cocky grins.
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Emma walked Killian to the door as he was leaving to go back to Granny's.
"Eight more days, Swan. Eight more days and then we're spending the rest of our lives together."
"We're already spending the rest of our lives together. Just eight more days until it's legal." She was holding on to Killian's hook with one hand, and her other hand rested on his torso. Moving in closer, she looked up at Killian through her lashes. "We should think about a honeymoon. I'd like to do more than just stay at Granny's. Maybe go in to Boston or New York for a few days, just us."
"I've already taken care of the honeymoon, Swan. And I'm not telling you. Just have a bag packed on Saturday with clothes for a few days, and I'll do the rest."
He leaned his head down and kissed her. "And I must say, Swan, I'm looking forward to it."