This is pretty much just fluff. I'm probably going to be doing a few more fluff chapters before introducing too much drama. There will be a little glimpse of OutlawQueen in the next few chapters as she enlists the help of Emma and her powers. Thank you as always for the Faves, Follows, and Reviews! Enjoy!

Emma went to bed that night, not wanting to separate from Killian for even a second. She lay on his chest as he slept, feeling the rise and fall of his breathing and hearing the thump of his heart. Killing stirred from the sensation of Emma stroking his chest above his heart. Taking in a deep breath as he woke up, he looked down at Emma.

"You must get some sleep, love." Killian said, watching as she sighed and sat up, "You can't do this to yourself, I'm ok now." Killian brushed back a stray strand of hair from Emma's face, resting his palm on her cheek. Emma leaned in to his embrace, taking in the warmth of his hand and putting her hand up to his wrist, feeling his heartbeat coursing through his veins.

"I just-I almost lost you twice in such a short time," Emma said, looking down, a tear escaping without permission.

"You need not worry about that anymore, lass," Killian said, "I've no knowledge of any other evil that wants to destroy our family." Killian lifted Emma's chin with his hand, "And if there is, we'll defeat them… Together."

Emma laid back down to rest against Killian's chest, resting her hand above his heart again as Killian placed a gentle kiss on her head. Emma let the low thump of his heart carry her to sleep, imagining a life where they could grow old together and watch their children grow.

Emma woke up a few hours later, the sound of her daughter's cries filling the stoned room. Emma groaned slightly, then got up and picked her daughter up. To her delight, Liam had not been awoken by her cries and Emma sent up a silent thank you and prayer that he would remain asleep for a few hours as she walked to her rocking chair. Emma looked down at her nursing child, eyes looking up at her with such unconditional love before fluttering back to sleep.

Emma had not experienced this, this feeling of overwhelming fear and love all at the same time. She had felt the love for Henry, and yes she feared for his safety when he was in danger, but this was different. She found herself thinking of so many things that could happen to her twins before they even reached a year old. It was as if she were a first time mother and, technically, she was to babies. She found herself understanding the pain of missing out on all of Emma's firsts. Emma had missed Henry's first smile, first words, she never got to see him in a school play or watch him open Christmas presents.

Emma wiped the stray tear that had made it's way down her cheek as her daughter unlatched, milk drunk. Johanna's lips pursed sweetly as her breathing evened. Emma stood and placed her daughter in her bassinet and as she climbed back into bed, she prayed her son would sleep just a few more hours before she would need to feed him as well. She had to admit she was a little bummed when he woke just a few minutes after she settled in, but she secretly enjoyed the late night feedings.

The castle was a lot quieter without all of the droning sound of electricity flowing like it had in Storybrooke. The stars seemed brighter, and made her feel as if she could fall into the sky at any moment. After Emma finished feeding Liam, she walked to their balcony for a few minutes to take in the beauty of their kingdom. Emma looked down at her son. He and Johanna looked so alike, but the one difference was that Johanna had Liam's curly brown hair, and it seemed as if Liam's hair was a little lighter.

Emma placed Liam in his bassinet and finally settled in to fall asleep on Killian's chest. When she woke up, she rolled over to find Killian wasn't in bed. A panic began to spread through her body as she sat up quickly only to find that he was standing right across the room, cradling Johanna. Emma smiled at Killian as she got up and walked over to him, one hang going to rest on their baby's head as she looked at her sweet babe. She then lifted a hand to rest on Killian's cheek, a smile dancing across her face. The door to the room opened to Henry's smiling face.

"How are my baby siblings doing?" Henry said, walking over to Killian and Emma. Henry bent down and gently kissed Johanna on the head and then walked over to Liam's bassinet, where he slept soundly. Henry softly touched his head and froze when he began to move, whimpering and crying as he woke up.

"Oops," Henry said, putting his hands up and backing away, "I didn't mean to."

Emma walked towards the bassinet, ruffling Henry's hair before bending down and picking Liam up, "It's ok, kid, it happens." Emma rocked and swayed, shushing and calming him down as her mother and David walked in, baby Neal nestled comfortable in the crook of David's arm. He was only a few months older than the twins, but it seemed so much more. He was so alert and active, Emma couldn't believe that in just a few short months, her twins would change so much.

"I heard someone wake up," Snow said in a sweet sing songy voice as she walked into the room, almost like a ray of sun. Emma didn't know how her mother did it, how could she be so chipper and happy all the time, especially when she was sleep deprived almost as much as Emma was. Snow's eyes fell onto Emma, darkening a little as she moved over to her.

"Sweetheart, you look exhausted," Snow said, smoothing Emma's hair back before cupping her face, "Did you get any sleep last night?"

"No," Killian said walking over and putting Johanna in her bassinet and then taking Liam from Emma gently, "She was up all night either worrying or up with the babies." Killian wiped Johanna's lip of a small amount of spit-up," I do miss having that pumped milk, or whatever it was called. It made me feel a deal more useful."

"I know what you mean," David said, walking over to Killian's side, "Now that we're here things with Neal have been a lot harder on Snow and I feel like I can't help with anything."

"It's ok," Emma said, "Really, I'll get used to it… and this place." Emma looked out the window at the breathtaking view before her.

"You don't have to get used to the sleep deprivation," Snow said, almost forcedly guiding Emma to her bed, "You sleep and I'll get the guys to help me watch the kids." Emma yawned as she did was her mother told her to.

"You will?" David said, confused.

"Yes…" Snow said, giving David a sideways glance, "I will."

"I, for one, welcome the challenge." Killian said, "If I can live through lost boys, I'm sure a few babes won't kill me."

Snow patted Killian's back as she walked past him, "Oh, honey," Snow said, laughing, "Just you wait."

Emma snuggled into her thick duvet, watching as her mother drew the curtains and everyone left the room. Emma's eyes fluttered and she was asleep before she could even hear the door close.

***The whole part where David says he doesn't feel useful is because he is used to being able to help feed Neal which is a huge part of taking care of a baby. As a breastfeeding mother, my own husband has felt like he can't help much because I can't pump enough. That's all that was. Not to mention they're still getting used to not having all the luxuries of our world. I think David said "You will" because he was expecting her to mention the nannies that they had at their disposal now. PS... Yes, I have great plans for the ring situation.

***Due to me re-editing my book and working on getting it copyrighted, I won't be updating as often as I was. I know you have probably already noticed since Christmas. I'm sorry! Once I get my book edited the copyrighting won't take away from me updating. Happy Holidays to everyone!