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Chapter Title: Not So Happy Ending

Title: destiny

AUTHOR: obisgirl
Rating: pg-13
Characters: Killian/Emma, the Charmings, Red

Summary: Emma knows it's going to take a miracle for her father to accept Killian as her fiancé but Emma's willing to fight for him.

A/N: all the events after Emma's proposal at the end of 'Lessons'; parallel story option: Clare's backstory.

Disclaimer: Once Upon a Time characters are property of Disney and Adam Horowitz, Edward Kitsis. This fanfic is for pure entertainment.

The day starts too early for Emma's tastes but there's a lot to be done before the wedding. She has breakfast with her parents, takes a bath, changes into a temporary dressing gown. Snow and Starkey arrive to help with her hair and makeup. Snow puts out her swan wedding dress, making sure it's not wrinkled while Starkey fixes her hair.

As soon as Starkey's done with her hair, Snow takes her behind a divider and helps her into her dress. When she emerges later, Emma's a bride.

"Beautiful," Starkey compliments, "Simply beautiful,"

"I agree," Snow adds.

Emma smiles at both of them.

Charming's dreaded this day since he could remember: his daughter's wedding day. Emma could be marrying anyone else and he'll still be nervous because the truth is, no one will ever be good enough for his little girl.

But really when he considers his own qualifications for Emma's true love; he must love, respect, be truthful and treat her right...Killian Jones fits that role.

"Daddy?"

He turns, breathing slowly, taking in the sight of Emma in her wedding gown. Her hair is pulled back in a bun and white feathers trailing behind her. "You look beautiful sweetheart," he compliments.

Emma walks towards him, grasping his hands. "This is it. Are you ready?" she asks.

"Are you?"

"Yes," Emma cries confidently, "I love him so much daddy,"

"I know," he says.

She smiles at him and takes his arm, walking with him to the doors of the grand hall. Emma stops suddenly and turns to him again. "Daddy, there's something I want to tell you," she starts, "I just wanted to tell you that I love you and I will always love you, no matter what happens today,"

"I know honey. I love you too," he soothes.

Emma exhales, taking his arm again and they walk into the grand hall. The hall feels bigger than it did in previous days. She sees her godfathers, Red, Pinocchio, the Blue Fairy, Jiminy standing closest to the dais; and then she sees him.

Killian's there, dressed elegantly and looks amazing and standing beside him, Starkey, looking equally good and Smee's not too far away. Emma spots her mother, standing beside Red and breaths, staring at everyone and clutches her father's arm tighter.

"Just breathe Emma," he reassures her, relaxing her grip.

Emma lets out a quick breath and holds her head high, walking one step at a time to the dais. It feels like ages until they reach the dais and Charming gives Killian Emma's hand before taking his place beside Snow.

The bishop smiles at them. "Welcome friends to the union of our princess and her true love; true love. It's the most powerful magic in the land...it's powerful because it creates happiness and a wedding is certainly a happy occasion," he starts.

This isn't the way her happy ending is supposed to be.

In all honesty, Emma thought that she would have more time before she would have to tell her father about the witch and her curse. But that moment is robbed from her and now, she's left reeling from the very open revelation that doomsday is coming soon.

Killian holds her close and Snow quickly dismisses everyone from the grand hall, Red and the dwarves eventually take over, ushering them out. As soon as the hall is cleared, Emma turns to the bishop and thanks him for a lovely ceremony and he leaves, still disturbed by the witch's curse.

"You brought this down on us," Charming fumes, glaring at his now son-in-law. "This evil is because of you,"

"It's not his fault daddy," Emma cries.

"No, it's not his fault," Snow adds, trying to calm down her husband.

Charming looks disbelieving at her and then to his daughter. "Wait a minute, you two knew about this and you were keeping it a secret?!" he manages, "why would you do that?"

"Why? Do you really have to ask that when it took you forever to give us your blessing to begin with?" Emma retorts.

"So, did he talk you into keeping it a secret?"

"No," Emma seethes, "He didn't even know about it until a day ago. If you want to blame anyone for this

daddy, you should be blaming me; not him. I knew about this a long time ago; mom did too after I told her but I chose to keep the details of it to myself because I was scared about how you would react,"

"And how did you think I would react? There's a curse coming and it's going to destroy everything,"

She shrugs. "I don't know; maybe overreact like you are right now," she retorts and looks away from him, holding her husband's hand.

"Charming," Snow interrupts, "the blame game will not help anyone now. We need to start working on a strategy on how we can best help Emma – but not night,"

Emma and Killian look at her curiously. "Why not tonight?" she asks.

Snow walks over to Emma, holding her hands. "Because tonight is your wedding night and even though your

perfect wedding was spoiled, I refuse to let that witch spoil tonight," she says and leans into her, whispering, "because your baby, she will save us all,"

Snow backs away, winking at her. "Go now, enjoy tonight," she says. "The witch stole this happy wedding, but not your happiness, Emma,"

"I'm sorry Emma," Killian apologizes, walking her back to their new room. "Charming was right; this was my fault. I'm the one who brought the witch into our lives and now, she's going to make us pay,"

"No, this was not your fault," she cries, "We shouldn't be worrying about this; not tonight," she says, kissing him and opens the door to their room.

Emma starts to walk inside but Killian stops her, picks her up suddenly and carries her over the threshold. He sets her down gently on the bed and sits beside her, kissing her. Emma wraps her arms around him, pulling him closer and starts to undo his vest while he kisses her bare shoulders, trying to undo the buttons in the back of her dress.

He finally manages to get some buttons undone and Emma stands suddenly, moving behind a divider to get further undressed. Killian relaxes a bit, loosening his collar and removes his vest and pants. He's been looking forward to tonight for a couple weeks and wants it to be perfect, perfect for her because she deserves something beautiful.

Emma refuses to let what happened today sour her mood but it's hard to erase her sadness...the way her father looked at her in disgust over hiding a secret from him. She had her reasons at the time for not telling him right away like not wanting to provoke unnecessary anger towards her fiancé.

She told her mother, who told her godmother and she eventually told Killian about her visions and maybe her mother was right that her father would do anything to protect her, but if protecting her meant separating her from Killian...that would not be acceptable to her.

If's...there's so many what if's running through Emma's head, she feels as if it's ready to explode.

Two things are evidently clear: her father's disappointment in her which breaks Emma's heart and in about nine months time, a powerful curse will rip them away from everything they love the most. But seeing her father's

disappointment and anger over the situation...Emma hopes that her mother is trying her best to calm him down because she really cannot deal with his disappointment in her.

Emma looks at herself in the mirror, removes her wedding gown and turns, finding a blue dressing gown behind her. No, she can't worry about this tonight. Her mother was right: tonight belongs to her and Killian. The witch ruined her wedding but she can't take away what this blissful night means to her.

Emma finally leaves the dresser. She smiles at Killian, walking over to the bed and sits beside him. She needs to be strong, to forget the day's miserable events and focus on the now but the pain in her heart is too much. "Tonight was supposed to be something beautiful," she cries, "and it's been spoiled because of her,"

"No, no," he pleads, taking her hands and kissing them. "Emma, this is our wedding night. Forget about what

happened today and let's enjoy this moment while we still can,"

She shrugs helplessly. "I'm not sure I can Killian," she cries, looking sourly at him. "I'm sorry; I wanted tonight to be just about us and it's not,"

Killian leans in and kisses her suddenly, running his hands down her gown and shrugging off the robe. "Tonight is about us, Emma," he breathes and kisses her again. "All that time together on my ship, there was one thing that we never did because we couldn't cross that line,"

Emma smiles thoughtfully back at him before lying back onto the bed and Killian crawls over her, kissing her shoulders and slowly easing off her gown...

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