Killian plods up the stairs, rubbing his eyes a little, weary as the day draws to an end. He reaches the landing with a yawn and a little stretch. Just as he turns to enter their bedroom, he spots Emma across the hall, leaning against Henry's door frame.
She barely acknowledges Hook approaching her, remaining slumped there, as she watches Henry sleep.
"how long have you been standing there?" the pirate lovingly inquires.
Emma half smiles at him, before turning her attention back to her son.
Killian watches his beloved for a minute or two, slowly recognising the look on her face.
He breaks the silence.
"I can see it in your eyes, love." He places his hand on her shoulder. "panic. Whats gotten you so scared?"
"he lied to us, Killian," her eyes still fixed on Henry. "He lied straight to our faces, so easily. He never would have done that before." She turns to face her pirate. "I'm losing him, Killian."
"no, Swan, you're not," he pulls her into a hug. "you're not losing anyone. He is a teenager, okay? Its what they do. But at the end of the day, he will always love you; no matter what. No-one is going anywhere, okay? Look at me," he gently cradles her face, and looks deep into her eyes. "trust me, Emma."
She looks back at Henry, with an arm still snaked around Killian's waist, as he keeps her held in close.
"come on," Killian carefully guides her away, as he pulls Henry's door shut, "let the boy sleep."
The couple stroll across to their own room, with Emma still snuggled into her other half, as they walk.