Author's note:

Finally the epilogue!

I hope you liked this story. I can guarentee you, I did :)

I'm not sure when I will continue writing. Life's getting a Little busy at the moment, but I would like to make a series of one-shot in which you can read more stories about my Jones Family. If you want to read something special, please let me know. Furthermore I'm planning on a rewrite of Emma and Killian's story with Killian's new memories but I'm not sure when I will start this.

At last

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The first months with Liam

She was a mother now, a real mother, not some sort of big sister on a pre-teenage boy, no, she had to take care of a baby-boy who was absolutely dependent on her and minor dependent on Killian. Taking care of a newborn is a real challenge. Sure, she had the false memories of taking care of Henry which Regina has given her before her trip to New York, but the actual thing was something totally different.

She always was an independent person, proud to be a woman in charge of herself, but in those first months her main role was being the living bottle of little Liam Robin Jones. Yes, they've chosen the outlaw as the godfather for their little pirate, despite being one of her husband's best mates (he totally ruled for David, but Emma convinced him, that being the grandpa was enough for her father) and most important he really was good with kids, especially little boys and he helped Emma from time to time like showing her the flying baby position which makes wonders when Liam has one of his colic episodes and won't stop crying.

She was so glad about Regina's potions because it really gave her strength and nursing Liam has been easy since the first day, but still, the lack of sleep, the missing of self-control over her life took a toll on her and more often than not, when Killian arrived at home after work, she would find a reason to fight with him.

She knows that he was trying his best, but somehow she was jealous that he went back to work after staying home 4 weeks and she was the one who was responsible of taking care of Liam, Lady and of course the household.

It was Liam's sixth week on earth that she was fed up with everything. God she loved Liam, but this day he wanted to drink every hour and despite all this he hadn't slept well the night before (hey he was at a 6 hours pause now and she needed this so badly) that means she hadn't slept as well.

So when Killian came home from the station that day she shoved crying Liam into the arms of his startled father and with the sobbed words that she needed some time alone she grabbed her keys and was on her way.

She didn't look back, tears clouding her view as she ran down to the beach. It still was chilly on that day but she didn't mind. The crashing of the waves somehow cleared her mind and she started to sob without hesitation. God, she was a bad mother. She loves Liam above all but she couldn't take it anymore. She was so bad at this. Even Killian with only his one hand managed to change a diaper in record time and he could sing. He would sing to Liam every evening and their boy would stop fussing to listen to the wonderful voice of his father.

The only thing she was great in, was nursing the little boy and apparently she stopped being good at this too because he seems to be hungry the whole day and her breastfeeding didn't sate him anymore. So she sits there on the beach, enwrapped in her warm coat which smells like Killian with her grey beanie on, silently sobbing in her arms. She didn't even look up when she feels somebody sitting down beside her, probably Killian who has a habit of always finding her but she is surprised to hear Henry's voice speaking to her.

"Mom, why are you crying? I just came home to find Killian and Liam in the living room. Killian didn't know what hit him when you gave Liam to him and fled. Liam was still crying when I left and apparently even Killian's singing didn't calm him. So tell, me, what's the matter?"

He nudges her arm and with her reddened eyes she looks up at him, her big boy always the truest believer.

"I fucked it up, Henry. I'm not a good mother to him. He always is still with Killian and my part was always the feeding and since yesterday everything is wrong. He didn't sleep his hours in the night and he definitely is not in his feeding rhythm he used to be during the day. I'm just not enough, I will never be enough" and her last words are only chocked out through her sobbing.

Henry chuckles and rubs her back.

"Mom, did you read the book Belle gave you for your babyshower?" she only shakes her head.

"You'll always be enough, Mom, for me, for Killian, for grandma and granddad, Neal and especially Liam. He just has a growth spurt, that's all."

She looks at him in disbelief. How could she forget about the growth passages in Belle's book?

"Always the bookworm, I see" she smiles at her son, remembering that a growth spurt means, that Liam is growing and that he needs more milk and her body needs some time to adjust.

Henry laughs at her and takes her hand to help her stand up.

"Yeah, some things never change although I must admit that I only read it, because Belle suggested it as she said after the first month a huge growth spurt is expected and I wanted to know what I have to deal with, when it happens in my week at your house."

He shrugs his shoulders "Besides, if you want to know anything about Liam's first year, asked her. She has read so many books because she wanted to be prepared although it is still many months to go before my aunt or uncle is born. I REALLY have a strange family tree"

They both start to laugh at this and make their way back home. Killian is relieved to see her and she is just filled up with love for all her men.

Now Liam is a little over 4 months old. Most of the days are good and some are not so good but manage them all. It took some time for her to adjust but now she is happy with her life. In two months she will start to work part-time at the station again and she is anxious about it, although it is great to spend time with Liam. He started to giggle a few days ago and it's the most beautiful sound she has ever heard. She doesn't know how many times her and Killian made silly things just to hear his laugh.

Today is a nice weather and warm, no real wind is noticeable what is unusual for Maine. They've decided to go to the beach the day before. Her little brother just learned to walk and loves to play in the sand, so they all will go together. It was not so full on this day at the beach and they found a nice place. Henry and Neal were playing in the sun, while Liam lies on his blanket playing with one of his toys. Lady was running around, barking and retrieving a ball, which Henry throws her from time to time. She lies on the blanket beside Liam, enjoying the sun and reading a book. Hopefully mass-murders like the one in her book weren't real like all the members of her family. Killian, who has adapted well to the modern clothing (god this man was sex on two legs) and her parents were in a discussion about the newest camera-technology and she isn't aware that she drifted off to sleep. Sometimes later she wakes up only to see that Liam and Killian are gone and the only person left on the blanket is her mother.

"It's nice being here, don't you think? Neal has so much fun with Henry!" She motions over to them and they both watch in silenceHenry and her brother with sandy hair and green eyes building a dadstands beside the pair and films every movement of his Babyboy who squeals loud joyfully as Henry shows him how to decorate the castle with shells. The camera moves around and he is waving at his wife and daughter. They wave back.Suddenly a Lady breaks into the scene. Barking and excitedly bouncing its tail unaware that it destroys parts of the castle Henry and her brother have been working starts to cry and Mary-Margret stands up, walks to her son and takes him up, speaking soothing words into his ear as she cuddles him in her arms. Henry laughs as he pets the dog's head "Oh Lady, see what you did? You can't just marching in and destroy our castle. You make the little prince cry" At his dispraising tone the dog sits down and looks at her son with puppy eyes. "Oh don't do that, you know I can't be angry with you when you look at me like that" at that he attacks the dog and fondles it passionately. "Sorry mate" Killian enters the scene. "Lady couldn't wait to get back and as my good arm is occupied at the moment.."He says apologetically, pointing with his stump on Liam.

At the sound of her name, the dog returns to Killian's side. "Ah, now you're going to decide to hear on my command, lass?" He speaks to the dog.A small whimper and smacking sounds are heard from her baby-boy on his arms.

"Right lad, there you go" Cautiously he puts his hookless arm around him and holds the baby in her direction.

"Sorry, love. I hoped you could rest a little while longer, but our little sailor has decided that he is now hungry and needs his moma." There is so much love and adoration in his sight as he looks from his son he still holds in his arms to her.

Automatically she reaches out and places the little boy in her arms. Liam is such a beautiful boy. He has really dark hair and his eyes are baby blue with a hint of green, all bets are on Emma's eye colour.

A surge of happiness fills her as she watches Liam massaging her breast, reaching for her. She knows what he needs and so she opens her nursing bra to give Liam space and soon he is drinking with hard streaks. Killian sits down besides her, laying and arm around her and places a light kiss on her shoulder.

"I love you, Emma"

She smiles at him and then looks down at their little boy who seems to be perfectly confident with the position he is in now.

Finally the princess and the pirate have found their Happy Ending, although somehow different than expected.

And as she looks at her son she thinks that being a mother is not a bad feeling and perhaps, only if Killian is ok with it, they will expand their family. She would loved to have a daughter although she would welcome any child who will find its way to them as long as she has her family and so she turns around to Killian and gives him a soft kiss on the mouth.

"Just to let you know, Jones..." she pauses and whispers in his ear.

"I love you too!"