Ok, I couldn't wait until tomorrow to post another update. Here you go! I hope you enjoy!

Killian slowed his pace as he got closer to the castle, turning the leather pouch in his hand as he walked up the castle steps and entered into the great hall. The long corridor felt like it grew as he walked, the pouch growing heavier with every step. He wasn't sure why, he had already proposed to Emma, already had children with her. This should be easy. Killian took a deep breath as he got closer to their room, he could hear Emma humming "twinkle little star" as he nudged the heavy door open.

Emma was standing at the balcony door, leaning her back against one side as she watched the sunset. She had on a flowing nightgown and her hands were behind her back to cushion the stone doorway against her back. She was bloody beautiful, the sun casting pinks and oranges against her golden hair and milky skin. Killian cleared his throat, causing Emma to stop humming and turn her head towards Killian. Killian smiled, his eyes twinkling with love as he started towards her, the leather pouch clasped in both his hands.

Emma's POV

Emma pushed off of the doorframe as Killian walked towards her, a leather pouch in his hands. Emma watched as he looked down at it and them opened it. She tried to see what he had in his hand, but he closed his hand around it before she could see. Killian got down on one knee as he grabbed Emma's left hand.

"You said we should have a symbol that was just for us, something that can be our true love symbol." Killian said, his voice slightly shaky, "The object in my hand has been in my possession since I was a boy. Growing up, I believed that when I truly had my true love, I would be able to give it to her, no matter how far life had taken me." Killian opened his hand and gently held up the delicate modest gold ring with a small, diamond among embellishments almost resembling the flower tattoo on her left wrist. Killian smiled as the look of recognition hit Emma.

"That looks like…" Emma started, looking from Emma to the ring.

"I know." Killian said, his thumb caressing the flower tattoo on her wrist, "This ring was my mother's. Before she died of scarlet fever she gave this to my brother, telling him it was meant to be apart of true love. When Liam died, it was the first time I'd seen it since she passed and I remembered what she'd told my brother, so I hid it."

"And then you sold your ship." Emma said.

"Aye, I knew that if you were my real true love, that ring would find me again." Killian said, "Emma, will you marry me, my true love."

"Yes," Emma said, beaming, "Again." Killian laughed as he shot up and kissed Emma hard, twirling her around as the sun ducked behind the mountains. He set her down gently and grabbed her hand again, placing the ring on Emma's finger, their own symbol of true love.

Emma couldn't wait to show Snow her ring, running through the castle to her parents room. The door was already open so she peeked inside only to find David putting a sleeping Neal in his crib.

"Where's mom?" Emma asked out of breath.

"Oh, uh, I think she's at the stables." David said, catching a glimpse of the ring on Emma's finger. "I see Killian found a good replacement." David smiled, walking towards Emma. He stopped when he saw the ring. "It looks like-" David started.

"I know," Emma said looking at the ring and then back to David, "Spooky right?"

"That's how fate works." David said hugging Emma and kissing her temple, "I'm happy for you two."

Emma smiled and made her way to the stables. Emma caught a glimpse of her mother as she hauled a bale of hay from outside the stables to one of the horses. Snow stopped when she saw Emma standing there, a smile creeping across her face.

"Hey, want to go for a ride?" Snow asked, standing up and brushing her gloved hands together to get the dirt off.

"Uh… I've never ridden before." Emma said, walking closer to her mother.

"I can teach you," Snow said, noticing the reserved look on her face, "Or maybe another time."

"I wanted to show you something." Emma said, holding her left hand out. Snow grabbed her hand with a gasp.

"That looks like…" Snow started. Emma laughed.

"My tattoo, I know, everyone seems to notice." Emma said, turning her hand to look at the tattoo and then the ring.

"It's not just that, Emma." Snow said, looking at Emma intently.

"Yeah, it's fate, true love and all that jazz." Emma said.

"Emma, this flower is very significant and not to mention your twins are possibly the product of true love, two fold mixed with whatever magic Killian gave them from the enchanted forest.

Emma's eyes went wide. What did that mean for the twins? Would they be magical? Would there be other villains out there to try and take her children away? Emma needed to talk to the one person that would know. Emma needed to talk to Rumplestiltskin.

Emma began to leave the stables, but Snow grabbed her arm.

"Emma are you ok?" Snow said, concern in her voice.

"I'm not sure," Emma said, "I need to talk to Rumplestiltskin."

Snow took in a sharp breath, "Emma, you remember what he did to Killian, What he did to all the fairies. We still haven't found a way to free them."

"Well, maybe he can tell us how to do that too." Emma said. Snow released her arm and put her hands on her hips, tension pulsing through her body.

"Ok, but take Regina with you." Snow said, looking down, "Even though his cell is restored, I don't trust him as far as I could throw him. Especially since he was the one that restored his cell."

"Fine," Emma said, sounding more like a teenager than she meant to, "But that's only if she'll even help, she's still pretty pissed about the whole Robin Hood situation."

"Maybe Henry can ask her," Snow said, "She would do anything for him."

"Oh how manipulative of you," Emma said, "I never thought you had it in you."

"Well," Snow said, "I was once a bandit and a murderer." Snow looked down, half joking and half ashamed, "Don't let this sweet bird singing façade fool you."

Emma smiled at her mother, before turning and head back to the castle.