A/N: Sorry. I thought I uploaded this already. I'm not even done with the next chapter. I only got like 3 sentences. CST is coming and writer's block already made it. Sorry for the late update guys...

"I need you," he said, it was true. Emma was the only one that could make him forget about Milah, completely. She was important, and special. And he needed her. Emma buried her head in Killian's shoulder and became still; he slightly pulled back and saw that she fell asleep. Killian pulled her closer to him and slipped into slumber.

Killian awoke because of some footsteps outside, and looked to see if Emma was still sleeping. She was; Killian gently placed her on the bed and walked out. It was almost sunset and the four of them were there. Mary Margret, David, Regina and the crocodile.

"Find anything?" he asked, impressed that they make it back alive. One by one, they shook their heads.

"We found a chair in one of the caves covered with strings," Killian told them, still standing in front of the captain's cabin door.

"Was Henry there?" Regina asked, worried for her adopted son.

"If he was, Emma wouldn't have spent the trip back here crying or crying on my coat, would she?" Killian replied.

"Crying?" the daddy bear stepped up and started walking to the room behind Killian.

"She's sleeping," Killian told him, "just let her be. She had a rough day."

Killian thought he would listen, but no. The daddy bear doesn't listen and kicked the door open.

"She's freaking sleeping," Killian muttered under his breath so only David could hear.

Killian peaked in and saw Emma roll to her right. No, he thought, the other way. Killian scrunched his eyebrows and heard a thump which clearly was Emma hitting the floor. Mary Margret rushed in, pushing David in as well, to come to Emma's aid.

"I'm fine," Emma muttered groggily, but took her mother's hand.

"What did he do to you?" David said, and Rumpelstiltskin and Regina entered, pushing him to the side of the door.

"Who?" Emma asked, and got an immediate, and obvious reply: "the pirate."

She tilted he head to see Killian.

"Hey beautiful," he greeted with a smirk.

"He did nothing," Emma replied in a bored and annoyed tone.

"Well, we aren't sure abou-" David was cut off by Killian:

"To the home of the lost boys!"

They entered and there were about as much boys as there were years back. The thing Killian knew about the home of the lost boys was that: no one leaves. No boy really gets adopted or find their mothers. Not one that he knew of. As soon as the six of them walked in, the place became quiet and all heads turned to them. Emma, Mary Margret, David, Regina, and Rumpelstiltskin departed to look for Henry, but the boys' gaze never left Killian. All in a moment, all of the boys ran towards him, some yelling "Peter!" other yelling, "Killian," and some "Hook!" but they all knock him down with hugs. The last thing he saw before falling was Emma smiling at him.

Killian remembered every time he visited: the boys would drag him to places he have been to million of times, they would play games like hand and seek, they would ask him to tell stories; this time was no different.

"Hey Killian! Killian!" a boy's hand shot up from the middle of the crowd and Killian walked to him and knelt in front of the little boy, who was no younger than five.

"Can you tell us a story?" his voice was soft and his puppy eyes getting the best of Killian. Who would say no to these boys?

Killian sat down and all the other lost boys gathered around him, and Killian began telling a story.

"Have I told you this time I- along with her," Killian pointed to Emma who was huddled with her parents and a little boy who supposedly was Henry, "defeated a giant?"

So he stretched the story a little, so what? It won't be any harm, right? I was just a story.

"No," said all the lost boys in unison and shook their heads.

"Do you want to hear it?" Killian asked, and the boys replied with an immediate:

"No!"

What? How can they say no? What do they want to hear?

A boy in the crowd said: "Tell us how you defeated Hook!"

"Again?" Killian asked, and the boys nodded.

"Alright then," Killian sighed, "so Hook- the original Hook took my love- Wendy. So I decided to get revenge, I was sixteen, I was foolish, I admit that, but I was angry at him. He took my Wendy, and when I came to check on her... she was...gone. I dyed my hair pitch black and came back to ask Hook if I could join the crew. He let me and I spent many moons waiting for the right time for revenge. And the time came. It was a dark night, the sky was cloudy and the moon was full. I came into the captain's cabin and he was asleep, so was the rest of the crew. I wasn't planning to revenge on him that night, but the chance was right in front of me, so I took it. In the morning, the crew found the captain dead and they didn't even suspect me. But after a week, when one of them looked at me suspiciously, I fled the ship and stole one myself. I recruited some of my friends who were lost boys and.. well that's about it..." Killian finished the story he told them millions of times and they cheered. Apparently, it was their favorite story.

After story time, they asked him to play hide and seek, which he couldn't refuse. They were the cutest little things. He would find them in a matter of seconds and then would drag Killian to play tag, which he did not win as easily. Those kids were fast, and by the end, everyone was tired.

It was nightfall when he bid his farewell to the lost boys and they ran over him again, giving him hugs.

"You'll visit soon?" one had asked him and he didn't even hesitate to answer "yes, of course I will."

"I didn't know you're so good with kids," Emma said, surprised.

"Why? Is it a surprise?" Killian asked sarcastically.

"So you're Killian!" Henry nearly knocked him down giving him a hug, "I'm Henry."

"Well, hello," Killian greeted, "I'm Killian Jones. Pleasure to meet you." Killian heard Emma choke and looked back at her, apparently she didn't think he had manners.

They reached the Jolly Roger and the first thing Emma's kid said was, "can I steer?"

Answering the obvious answer, Killian walked behind Henry, correctly placing his small hands on the steering wheel after he counted, making sure he had the correct amount of people.

"Alright kid," Killian said, "jerk to the right," he removed his hand from the steering wheel and Henry followed Killian's instructions. The ship started flying.

"Whoa," Henry said, jumping of excitement, "it's flying!" Henry ran to the side, watching Neverland leave sight; Killian walked over to warn him, "don't fall, If you do, you'd die."

Right after he said that, Killian felt a punch on his arm. Emma.

"What did I do?" he asked, adding a hint of pain.

"Don't tell him that," she hissed back, "you'd scare him."

"I was warning him, he's... twelve-"

"Eleven."

"Eleven. He will be fine."

"You two fight like an old married couple," Henry interrupted them.

"Oh, didn't she tell you? We're getting married?" Killian told him.

"OH MY GOSH!" Henry practically screamed, "WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME MOM!? I'M GOING TO HAVE A PIRATE AS A FATHER!"

"Huh?" Emma was distracted and Killian couldn't keep a grin off his face, "we're what now?"

"You two are getting married," Henry said, and Killian's hand went on his shoulder.

"Oh no, I will not marry him," Emma said, saw Henry's face and added, "not any time soon."

"Not any time soon," Killian repeated, "but soon."

Emma rolled her eyes and walked into the Captain's Cabin, leaving Henry and Killian alone.

"You aren't getting married?" he asked, crestfallen.

"I was joking, but don't worry," Killian ruffled Henry's hair, "she'll say yes once I ask her."

"You're welcome to call me dad," Killian said, watching Henry carefully, Henry gave an ear to ear grin and hugged Killian.

"Come on, dad," Killian had to admit, it was quite awkward, but nothing wrong with it, right? Surely Emma wouldn't mind. Henry pulled him to the direction of the Captain's Cabin, "it auto steers, right?"

"It auto steers," Killian confirmed and followed Henry.