Sorry this chapter update is so short. I just got home from working a double shift at work ( holidays in retail = insanity ) so i am pooped! This is all i could muster before I felt myself falling asleep on my laptop 3 thank you all so much for your reviews. Keep em coming, I love to hear from you guys. Enjoy.
Chapter Five: I Swear We Can Make This Last
"Emma." she heard a voice call from the foot of her bed. She moaned and turned over in protest.
"Emma, wake up." She knew it was her son trying to rouse her awake but it was a Sunday and it was never an easy task.
"Henry." she grumbled, reaching over the bed and scooping him up in her arms, throwing him on top of her thick comforter. He laughed in surprise before shoving her roughly until her feet were forced onto the floor beside her bed.
"Get up get up." he urged excitedly. "The Captain came to the door this morning while I was watching tv and brought muffins from Grannys for me. Said you could have one too if I wanted to share."
"Oh is that so. Did you say thank you?" Emma asked, standing up slowly before reaching her arms high above her head as she stretched.
"Aye, he was quite the mannerly young lad." Hook mocked, leaning against the doorway to her bedroom. His eyes looked her up and down as her shirt exposed her entire stomach as she stretched. She turned to see him as he spoke, leaning casually against the frame and pulled her shirt down with a smirk in his direction.
"Well, lead the way kid." she pushed her son towards the door, making sure to knock her shoulder hard against the pirate playfully as she past. He chuckled warmly at her before following her back into the kitchen. He watched as she prepared her morning coffee, adding no cream or sugar and poured a small glass of orange juice for her son. They were the picture of a perfect family and he was enjoying being able to witness their normal, every day life together.
"So did you just come by to see my mom?" Henry asked with a hidden smile, looking down at his muffin in embarrassment.
Emma rolled her eyes at the hidden meaning in her sons tone, sipping her strong coffee as she leaned against the counter in the kitchen. Henry and Hook sat across from one another at the table, the pirates chair leaned back off the floor casually.
"Of course, lad. Look at that stunning face she's got." he replied, laughing as he looked at Henry when he gave his response. Hi stare then drifted to Emma, however, and the smile was gone. He suddenly looked more serious then she usually saw him, a smirk nowhere to be seen on his face as he stared into her eyes with the sincerity of his words.
She is pretty I guess. For a mom." Henry joked, looking at Emma and laughing as she shot him a look of mock offense.
"She had to grow you in her body for 9 months, boy. If that's not sexy I don't now what is." Hook teased, tossing a bit of muffin at Henrys head as the boy laughed loudly at his comment.
"Killian!" Emma exclaimed, rushing over to the table and slapping the back of his head.
"Is that your name, Captain Jones? Killian?" Henry said with amazement, as if he just learned a secret he had wondered about for years.
"Yes, but only your mother is allowed to call me it without me losing my bloody mind." he replied, pulling Emmas hand away from the attack on his head until she fell into his lap.
"Get off me, pirate." she swatted at his hands playfully, quickly standing up and walking behind Henrys chair, telling him to finish his breakfast before he watched any more tv.
"Don't be mad, Captain." Henry said as he finished his breakfast, bringing his plate and glass into the kitchen and dropping them into the sink. "My mom doesn't like when anyone touches her, it's not just you." he finished casually, as if he didn't just embarrass the hell out of the blonde savior covering her face on the other side of the room.
"Is that right?" Hook said softly, looking at Emma as she busied herself by pushing Henrys chair in under the table and put the leftover treats in a ziplock bag.
"It's kind of true." she whispered as she past him, shrugging as if it held no greater meaning. But he knew it did.
He stood up from the table and wrapped his arm around her waist as she stood near the sink, letting the basin fill up with steaming water. He felt her flinch in surprise but she made no effort to move away as she looked over her shoulder to see Henry paying them no mind as he strode off to his room, no doubt to read one of his stories.
"I think I might know why that is, love." he said with a frown, pulling her tighter back against his chest.
"Hook, don't-" but he stopped her, his lips pressed against the base of her neck.
"I would never hurt you like he did, Swan." he promised, wrapping his other arm around her until her back was flush against his chest in a reassuring embrace.
And then she said something that surprised even him. Not because of her words or their meaning. But by how much sincerity was laced in every breath.
"I know you wouldn't. I trust you." she murmured, turning her head to the side to catch his lips before they couch kiss her neck again.
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