A/N: Sorry about forgetting to update this here! I've been trying to keep on top of it, but it appears that I've been slacking a bit on posting here. Oops.

Anyways, this is one of my favorite chapters of anything I've ever written. It was so much fun, and I really enjoy where it's heading :)

Enjoy!

Killian couldn't keep the smile off his face as he rode back to Liam's apartment. He'd just kissed the beautiful Emma Swan-and she enjoyed it.

He felt like he was positively floating.

"Now, that's a smile." Liam chuckled when Killian walked into the flat, shutting the door, "How'd it go?"

Killian smiled and walked into the kitchen, moving to the fridge to grab something to drink.

"Incredibly well." Killian spoke with a happy sigh, "She's perfect, Liam. You know when you just have a connection with someone?"

"Yeah." Liam grinned, rising up off the couch and walking to meet Killian in the kitchen, "Did you kiss her?"

Killian's cheeks went red, and he turned to look at Liam with a smile.

"You did!" Liam exclaimed, "Way to go, little brother!"

"Liam, I don't know what to do." Killian spoke wistfully, leaning on the counter and taking a drink of the water.

"About what?" Liam asked, "I think you've got something going with her."

"I know, and that's why I'm worried."

Liam furrowed his eyebrows and tilted his head curiously.

"She leaves to go back to Boston the day after tomorrow. I don't know how well I can do long-distance, Liam." Killian sighed, "But, I don't want to let her go, either-she understands me in a way I don't think anyone else has before."

"Well, have you talked to her about it?"
"No, because we've only known each other for possibly three days." Killian sighed, rubbing a hand down his face.

"Well, maybe you just need to get your mind cleared a little before you make a decision," Liam grinned, "Why don't we go down to the Hudson River Park? We could go to that weird sports complex that has, like, everything in it!"

"Alright, let's go down to the Hudson." Killian chuckled.

The two spent the entirety of their afternoon by the river, stopping for dinner at one of the bars along the strip. Killian had forgotten just how much he loved spending time with his brother-he missed the years when they were living in a tiny, tiny apartment in Queens, barely getting by and goofing off all day.

"That was fun, Killian-we need to make that a regular thing."

"Yeah, I miss going down there-we used to all the time." Killian chuckled as he slipped off his jacket and hung it on the rack.

"Is your phone buzzing?"

"Oh, shit, yeah." Killian sighed, pulling it from his jacket and answering it, "Hello?"

"Killian?"

"Emma?" Killian asked, waving Liam away as he tried to listen in on their conversation.

"Hi... I have a question for you."

"Uh, sure, what's up?" Killian replied, moving into his room and shutting the door. He heard Liam leaning against the door to try and listen in.

"I was just wondering if you'd like to go to a Yankees game tomorrow afternoon?"

Killian couldn't help but chuckle.

"With you? Of course."

"Would you mind if someone came with us?"

Shit, was she asking him if she could bring Neal?

"Uh, sure-"
"It's Henry, by the way. He really wants to meet you." Emma giggled, "If that's alright."

"I'd love to meet the lad-as long as you're alright with it." Killian chuckled, "Who are the Yankees playing tomorrow?"

"Your favorite."
"No way."

"Yep. Must be fate, right?"

Killian chuckled at that, closing his eyes with a wide smile.

"Aye, must be fate."

"The game's at noon-want to meet at eleven, in front of the stadium?"

"That sounds perfect." Killian smiled, "Thank you, for inviting me."

"I figured it's our last day here for a while-might as well." She spoke hopefully.

"Right." Killian nodded, "Well, I'll see you tomorrow morning, then, Swan."

"See you then, Killian."

She hung up, and he smiled, holding his phone to his chest. He was falling in love so quickly and his heart could barely keep up.

"You're going to the Red Sox and Yankees game without me?" Liam shrieked through the door, causing Killian to laugh, breaking himself from his fantasy.

"Aye, I'm going to the game." Killian chuckled, opening the door to Liam falling into Killian's room.

"You've got to find a way to keep this woman around, Killian." Liam beamed, grabbing his arms in his hands, "She's literally the perfect woman for you."

"Liam, don't let me jump to conclusions, okay?" Killian sighed, "Believe me, I want this to happen as badly as you do-"

"Then, you've gotta fight for her!"

Killian shook his head with a smile before shoving his brother in commaradery.

"Help me find something to wear to the game tomorrow."

"Wow, you cannot dress yourself, can you?"

"I can, but you're better at it." Killian chuckled as Liam grabbed his arm and dragged him into his room.

It was about to be a long night.

Killian left early that morning, making sure he was at the stadium on time. He sat on a bench, fumbling with his Converse as he waited for Emma.

"Well," Emma's voice spoke amusedly from behind him, "Look who's early!"

Killian chuckled and turned around to see her and a small boy walking towards him. He rose to his feet, brushing the imaginary dirt off his jeans.

"Morning, Emma," Killian smiled, then squatted down to meet the boy's eyes, "You must be Henry."

"Say 'hi'." Emma giggled, mussing his short, brown hair. Henry simply stared, making Killian chuckle again.

"I see you've got Peter Pan with you." Killian smiled, pointing to the lad's plush toy. Henry's eyes lit up as a smile crept onto his lips.

"He goes wherever Henry goes." Emma smiled, "C'mon, Henry, please say hi to Killian."

"Hi." Henry spoke shyly.

"Hello, lad." Killian grinned, "It's nice to meet you."

"I'm sorry, he's being unusually shy today." Emma smiled as Killian rose to his feet.

"It's quite alright." Killian replied with a quick smile.

"Well, should we go in and watch batting practice for a little bit?" Emma smiled, earning a nod from both Henry and Killian.

The three started into the stadium, and as they walked, Killian felt his hand brush against Emma's quite a few times-though, he wasn't sure if Henry knew about them, so he never took the chance.

"Do you like baseball, Henry?" Killian asked with a smile, finally tucking his hand into his pocket as they walked towards their seats.

"I love baseball." Henry smiled, letting go of Emma's hand and pulling something from his pocket. He handed the slip of paper to Killian, who unfolded it with a smile.

"Is this you as a baseball player?" He grinned, barely deciphering the image, but going along with it anyways.

"Yeah!" Henry smiled, "I drawed it yesterday.

"You drew it yesterday, kid." Emma corrected with a smile.

"This is really good, lad." Killian smiled, handing it back to him. He noticed Henry staring at his marred arm, knowing exactly what was about to happen.

"Why don't you have a hand?" Henry asked curiously, causing Emma to shoot him a glare.

"Henry-"

"It's fine," Killian smiled, bending down to meet Henry's eyes easier, "I'm going to tell you a secret that you can't tell anyone else, okay?"

"Okay." Henry nodded.

"My hand was taken by a crocodile." Killian smiled, "He was really mean, and I was trying to fight him off, but he wouldn't let go."

He stood up straight again, watching Henry's awed expression. He looked to Emma, who mouthed a small 'thank you'.

"Henry, we're in the same seats Uncle David gave us last time-think you can find them?" Emma smiled, pointing to the section they were in.

"Yes!"

"You've got your walkie-talkie in you bookbag, right?"

"Yeah!" Henry called as he skipped down the steps.

"I'm so sorry about that, Killian, I-"

"It's fine, really." Killian smiled, "I don't mind talking about it. Besides, he's a great kid. He's got quite the imagination."

"Thank you, for humoring him. He needs it." Emma spoke with a quick smile before leaning over to press a quick kiss to his lips.

"Any time, lass." Killian grinned, "Now, shall we join the lad and watch some baseball?"

"Sure." She smiled, taking Killian's hand in her own and dragging him down the steps of the stadium, to their seats. Killian saw the top of Henry's head as he sat, looking out at the field in awe. It was days like this that Killian missed being a kid, being so innocent.

"Thanks for saving our seats, kid." Emma grinned, sitting beside him. Killian sat on the other side of her, and didn't protest at all when she took his hand in hers.

"You look good in a baseball hat, by the way." Emma smiled to Killian, reaching over to adjust it a little.

"Thank you, lass. I'm quite glad you think so." He chuckled.

"I didn't take you for a scarf kind of guy," She teased, "But, I like it."

"Please, feel free to address my entire outfit." Killian chuckled, making her laugh.

"Sorry. You just surprise me every time I see you." Emma smiled, crossing her legs.

"I'm glad to provide a surprise."

"I can't figure out your style." She giggled.

"It's not much of one, if we're being truly honest." He chuckled, rubbing behind his ear nervously.

"Well, I think you've looked great the past few days." She smiled and squeezed his hand.

He watched her refocus on the batting practice, starting to talk about something baseball related. All Killian could do was nod-he was so entranced by this woman, and that's what scared him.

It wasn't until later, in between innings, that Killian and Emma went to go get snacks. As they waited in line, Killian couldn't help but ask her about the book.

"So, how do you like the book?" He smiled.

"It's so good." Emma spoke with a giggle, "It's funnier than I thought it'd be."

"Did you think I'd give you a sad book?"

"Well, no, but you never know." Emma smiled, "There's also a surprising lack of soldiers in it."

"Would you like a hint?" Killian smiled, earning a nod, "Edward is the good soldier."

Killian laughed as her face when from confusion to complete understanding.

"Wow, I'm an idiot." She giggled.

"No, no, you aren't," Killian replied, "It took me a few reads to understand that."

She looked at him with a curious smile before stepping up to order.

"Once you're done ordering, it's on me." He whispered into her ear.

She turned to look at him with a smile, unable to stop him as he swiped his card.

"Thank you." Emma spoke with a smile, which Killian thought warranted a kiss on the cheek.

"Anytime, love." Killian smiled, helping her collect their food and walk back to their seats.

"Look what Killian bought you!" Emma smiled, handing Henry the pretzel that was nearly the size of his face.

"Thank you, Killian!" Henry beamed.

"No problem, lad." Killian smiled, sitting beside Emma and taking a swig of his beer.

"Perfect day for a ball game." Killian grinned, "It's a bit chilly, but it's otherwise quite nice outside."

"You know what's nicer?"

"What?" Killian smiled.

"The Yankees are beating up on your Red Sox." Emma grinned proudly, making Killian roll his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah." Killian smiled, "The game isn't over yet."

"Three innings won't save you." Emma giggled, nudging his shoulder.

"Mom?"

"Yeah, kid?" Emma smiled, looking to see Henry pointing at the Jumbotron. Killian followed her eyes, taking a deep breath as he realized that they were on the bloody Kiss Cam.

Shit.

"Emma, we don't-"

Before he knew it, her lips were slammed up against his, her hands cupping his cheeks. He chuckled and set his hand on her waist, steadying himself.

The crowd erupted around them, making Emma giggle and tug away.

"I suppose the whole world knows, now." Killian chuckled.

"I don't think I'd have it any other way." Emma giggled.

"So, you do like my mom!" Henry exclaimed, making both Emma and Killian laugh harder.

"Aye, lad, I do." Killian smiled.

"Good." Henry smiled proudly, as if it had been his doing, getting them together.

Killian wanted nothing more than to be a part of something, to be a part of a family.

And it was looking like he'd finally found what he was looking for.