2015

Killian and Lizzy were sitting in the exact same both that Emma and Killian in sat in the night they had their 1st date. It was their booth they used to call it. Now it was his booth with his daughter.

"Daddy my coco is to warm." Elizabeth told her dad.

"Remember what I said to do blow it a bit before you drink it, it cools it down a bit."

Lizzy gives it a big blow and some of it spills onto the table. "Ooops." she giggles

"I didn't mean that much." Killian grabbed a napkin from the dispenser on the table and started wiping up what had went on the table. He then began tickling her. "You're a little rascal you know that." Lizzy was laughing so much now.

They were interrupted by Milah, who gives Killian a kiss on the cheek and sits down opposite to Killian and Lizzy at the table.

"How are you this morning beautiful?" Killian asks reaching over and taking hold of Milah's hand.

"Tired, the restaurant was busy last night."

"You should have rung me I could have came and helped." he told her.

"It was your night off, there was no need I was able to cope." she replied "And how are you this morning beautiful?" she turned to ask Elizabeth but Killian didn't notice.

"I'm great this morning now I've got my coffee." Killian chimed in.

Milah turned back to Killian "I wasn't talking to you I was talking to Lizzy."

"What am I not beautiful!" he began ranting.

"Oh be quiet you." Milah told him.

Lizzy started giggling again.

"Someone's lively this morning, what are you drinking? Let me guess is that hot coco with cinnamon." Milah guessed knowing fine well what it was.

"Yes my favorite, just like mummy's" added Lizzy.

Killian looked at Milah, he knew she was finding it hard at the moment with Elizabeth wanting to know more about her mother, when Milah has been more off a mother to Elizabeth than what Emma has even been.

"Lizzy drew a picture yesterday in school, let Milah see it." Killian said to Lizzy.

"Lets see it then?" Milah ask Lizzy.

Elizabeth opened her little mini handbag she had decide to wear with her outfit this morning, and pulled out the paper. She sat it in the middle of the table and shifted herself onto her knees on her seat so she could lean over and point out everyone in the picture to Milah.

"That's amazing, Lizzy you could be an artist someday." Milah smiled at the picture she was happy to see Lizzy was including her in family drawings now. "This is definitely going to have to go on your art wall."

"You can come over and look at it as well when you sleep over" she told Milah.

Milah and Killian both look at each other with a little smirk and laugh.

"Lizzy can you do me big job?" Killian asks Lizzy.

"Yes daddy, what is it."

"We need the bill, I don't know do you think you're a big enough girl to go over and ask politely for it?" He questioned her.

"Yes I can, that's an easy job." She started to climb over the top of Killian to get out off the booth.

"I'm sorry about this whole thing about Emma ever since that family tree project last month she hasn't stopped." he apologised to Milah.

"It's fine its only natural she'll want to know more about Emma."

"How was I lucky to find someone like you?" he leaned over the table and Milah met him halfway and they kissed.

"Have you told Lizzy about the engagement yet?" asked Milah.

"No, not yet I'll tell her soon, but for now you'll just have to keep sleeping over." he messed her about.

"Maybe we can have a pillow fight and wrestle." she played along with him.

"And we could jump on the bed." added Killian laughing. Elizabeth had come back with the bill hearing the end of the conversation.

"You told me no jumping the bed cause I could hurt myself" Lizzy said quite annoyed that the fact her dad and Milah were planning on jumping on the bed after Killian had told her not to.

"Yeah, Killian no jumping on the bed." Milah replied taking Lizzy's side.

"I'm over ruled by girls." he moaned

After Killian and Elizabeth finished their drinks, the three off them headed to the park for a walk.

Killian decided to sit on the bench while Milah and Lizzy, played on the swings, he was in a little world of his own perfect bliss. His phone began to ring, he took it out from inside his jacket pocket, and answered it.

"Killian Jones." he answered "Hello is anyone there?" he asked as no one said anything back.

"It's me." the woman on the other end replied.

Killian knew the voice straight away. What did she want? How did she find his number? Questions filled his mind.

"Emma" he breathed.