Summary

Summary: AU. Christmas morning in the Swan-Jones household. Emma and Killian have two children, Oliver who is 5 and Ellie who is 3. And of course Henry, who is at college.

Word count - 2,200

Rating: T

It was 5:29am on December 25th. Emma and Killian were sleeping peacefully in their bed. Presents had been wrapped. 'Santa' had been and put all the presents under the tree, and the stockings were at the end of their children's beds, ready for the chaos of the day. The food was prepped, ready to put into the oven in the morning. It was quiet. Peaceful. That was until the clock turned to 5:30am and two very excited children burst through the door and onto the bed of their sleeping parents.

"Mommy! Daddy! Wake up! He's been!" Oliver said ecstatically as he jumped up and down in between his parents, his 3 year old sister close behind him.

"Mommy! Daddy!" Ellie repeated after her older brother as she started jumping up and down too. Emma groaned and looked over at the clock on the bed side table.

"I thought we agreed on 6am. Not 5:30am" she said as she rolled over onto her side to face her children.

"No it was 5:30" Killian sighed and said in his very tired and very coarse morning voice. His eyes flickered open and met Emma's, who gave him a small smile.

"Can we go and open the presents Mom?" Oliver asked, the smile widening on his face after every passing second.

"Please Mom!" Ellie asked, her enthusiasm not faltering at all despite her age and what time it was. Ellie had never been a morning girl, so it surprised both parents to see her this awake at this time, even though it was Christmas Day.

"Give me a second" Killian grumbled and pulled the covers over his head, his action springing a giggle from his daughter.

"Silly Daddy. Come on!" Ellie said and tried pulling the covers back. At this point, Oliver was climbing off the bed, ready to join his sister in the mission to get his father out of bed and down the stairs. As the little boy climbed off the bed, Emma sat up quickly and grabbed the small boy, bringing him into a tight hug and falling back onto her back, with her son in her arms. The laugh that erupted out of him warmed Emma's heart.

"Mom! We've got a busy day. Henry's coming home and we need to open all our presents and Daddy needs to cook dinner. We've got to get moving." Emma laughed and hugged her son tighter.

"You're getting so grown up Ollie" Emma smiled and kissed her son on his cheek and he was attempting to wriggle out of her arms. At this point, Killian had resurfaced from underneath the covers. He sat up, grabbed Ellie and threw her up in the air, two, three, four times.

"Daddy!" Ellie squealed as her dad threw her up in the air for the fifth and final time until he settled her on his lap.

"Right, go and get your Santa sacks then." Emma said and helped Oliver down from the bed, Killian doing the same with Ellie.

"Let's go Ellie!" Oliver said and held his sisters hand as they ran out of their parent's room and back into their bedrooms. Emma was about to throw the covers off her, that was until Killian had snaked an arm underneath her waist and pulled her closer to him.

"Good morning, love." He whispered into her ear and gave her a quick kiss on her temple.

"They'll be back in a minute" Emma said and settled in closer to Killian.

"I know. It doesn't mean I can't spend a quiet moment with you before the mayhem starts." Killian said.

Emma replied with a contented sigh before Ellie's shrieks of "Daddy" came from down the hall. Killian nuzzled his head into Emma's neck momentarily, before throwing the covers off the both of them and then standing up.

"Coming sweetheart" he shouted to his daughter. "And so themayhem begins" Killian continued.

As Killian walked out of the room and undoubtedly gone to help their daughter carry her sack of presents down the stairs, Emma couldn't help but sit on the edge of their bed and feel so content with their life. They had 3 perfect children. Oliver, Ellie and of course Henry who was coming home from college for the weekend so he could spend Christmas with them, and who Killian had always treated as his own.

Killian appeared back at the entrance of their bedroom, with Ellie and her sack of presents in his arms. "Are you coming Mommy?" Ellie asked, which snapped Emma out of her thoughts. Emma glanced over at her daughter and smiled.

"Of course sweetie" Emma replied and stood up from the bed and followed Killian and Ellie down the stairs, with Ollie steps behind her.

As the four of them stepped into the living room where the Christmas tree was situated, Ellie and Oliver's mouths dropped open in awe.

"Are they all for us?" Oliver asked as he ran and sat on the carpet next to all the presents, with his sack next to him. Ellie squirmed in her Dad's arms, a sign that told him that she wanted to be put down and follow her brother.

"Well, we'll have to read all the labels. Santa may have bought presents for Henry, Mommy and Daddy too." Emma said as she turned the Christmas tree lights on, which illuminated the entire room in a magical glow.

"But remember" Killian started, which made both of the children's heads turn towards him. "We have to remember to be grateful for what we receive, as some boys and girls aren't as fortunate as you are." He received nods in reply from both children as they turned towards the presents.

An hour later and all the presents had been opened. The only ones left underneath the tree were those for Henry and for extended family members. The wrapping paper which had littered the floor, had been picked up and cleaned away. The food had been put into the oven, and was cooking nicely ready for the afternoon feast. Killian was sat with Oliver on the couch, playing with all his new cars, and Ellie was curled up on Emma's lap, the excitement of the morning already taking a toll on the child. Her blond hair that cascaded over her shoulders, had been swept to one side as Emma's stroked it comfortingly.

"Mommy?" Ellie asked and looked up.

"Yes El?" Emma replied and stopped stroking her hair.

"What time is Henry coming?" She asked and snuggled closer to her mom.

"Later today." Emma simply said and held her closer.

"Is Grandma Snow and Grandpa David coming over today?" Oliver asked from across the room.

"Maybe kid."

"Now. How about the two of you go upstairs and get changed?" Killian said, giving them both the 'responsibility' to do something on their own, however simple that may be.

Oliver looked over at Ellie before jumping off his dad's lap and saying "race you" to his sister before he disappeared up the stairs.

"Hey! Not fair!" Ellie said as she too jumped off her mother's lap and chased her brother up the stairs. As soon as the children were out of the room, Emma stood up and curled up with Killian on the other couch.

"I love our little family." Emma said and hugged Killian closer.

"Aye. Me too." Killian said and wrapped his arms around her waist. He rolled her over so that she was now lying on top of him. She lay her head down on his chest, as he held her hands.

"They're growing up so fast" Emma sadly said.

"Soon they'll both be in high school and driving."

"And you'll have to walk Ellie down the aisle at her wedding." Emma said.

"She's never getting a boyfriend. I can't let my little girl get hurt." Killian replied and stroked the side of Emma's face, admiring her beauty.

"So I guess you sympathise with David now that you've got a daughter." Killian laughed and kissed Emma's forehead.

Now would be the perfect time.

Should I?

Yes I should.

And all these thoughts disappeared when two children, now fully dressed, came running down the stairs screaming at the top of their lungs.

"It's snowing!" Oliver yelled as he made his way towards the back door which leads out to the garden.

"Mommy! Daddy! There's snow!" Ellie rushed into the living room as Emma and Killian both stood up from the couch and made their way over to the window. The children were both right. In all of the excitement of the morning activities, no one had noticed that during the night, a blanket of snow had successfully covered the ground, making it such a perfect and magical Christmas morning.

"Can we go outside Dad? Please, please, please" Oliver pleaded. As Killian opened his mouth to reply, a voice spoke behind them all.

"Why don't you let Mom and Dad get ready for Christmas dinner, and I'll take you outside." They all turned quickly around, and there was Henry, standing at the entrance to their house. It took Emma all of 5 seconds to run across the room and envelope her eldest son into her arms.

"What are you doing here? I thought you weren't coming until later today." Emma beamed at the sight of him covered in snow flake. She hugged him tight and then she took his face into her hands; a motherly gesture.

"Henry!" Both Oliver and Ellie exclaimed as they came running over to their older brother, Killian close behind them.

"I got the earlier train. I wanted to spend as much time as possible with you crazy lot."

"I'm not crazy!" Ellie chirped as she was picked up by Henry. Killian looked over at the sight of his now complete family, and as his gaze met Emma's, the sight that met him was one he would never forget. The smile that had graced Emma's face seemed unbeatable, and that in return, made his heart grow warmer and warmer. Nothing would be able to beat this moment. Apart from maybe one other thing.

"Come on guys. Let's go outside." Henry said as Emma was placing scarfs on both of the young children, and their coats were getting zipped up. Henry then took Ellie's hand in his right hand, and Oliver's in his left and the walked out of the back door and into the enclosed back garden.

Now was the perfect time.

Killian left Emma and walked into his study. He reached for the middle drawer of his desk and there, situated right at the back of the drawer, was a small, black, square box.

This is it.

Emma had moved back over to the window next to the sparkling Christmas tree, and watched all three of her children playing in the snow. Henry was teaching Ellie how to make the perfect snow angel, whereas Oliver was refining his snowball in his hands.

Killian appeared behind Emma and then said "I know we promised that we wouldn't get each other presents this year and that we wanted to focus on the kids." He started as Emma turned around. His arms were behind his back, shielding the little box from Emma's view.

"What have you done?" Emma inquisitively asked.

"There's one thing that we've never done." Killian started to say. He'd practised this speech for many months. Hell, years even. "We started dating, we loved each other. We had a baby… and then another baby. We made a family together when we both grew up without one. A perfect family. Our perfect family." Emma took a step closer. "I love you Emma Swan. More than anything in the entire world. You are my life. My love. The mother to my children, and you gave me Henry in return. But you've been Emma Swan for far too long. My one Christmas wish, is for you to start the journey of becoming Emma Jones."

"Killlian…." Emma started to say. Her heart was exploding with love and a single tear had slipped down her cheek.

"Shhh. Let me finish." Killian whispered. At this point, his eyes met her gaze and he got down on one knee. He brought the box out from behind his back, and presented the most magnificent and beautiful ring to her. "Emma Swan." He paused. "Would you please do me the absolute honour of becoming my wife."

At this point, Emma couldn't hold back the tears any longer. Nor could she contain her excitement as she ran towards him and kissed him. She broke away from the kiss for only a few seconds to say "Yes. Yes. Yes. Of course. Yes." She kissed him again and he lifted her up off of her feet and she felt like she was in oblivion. He didn't think that her smile when she saw Henry could be beaten. However, this may have taken first place. He twirled her around in front of the Christmas tree and kissed her again and again. They both didn't want this moment to ever end.

Hope you enjoyed this little Christmas one shot. If you have any Captain Swan requests, please let me know.

Hope you all have a lovely Christmas x