Title: Finding Home With You

Warning: Contains spoilers from Season 4.

Author's Note: Okay I know this is like really short, like the shortest chapter so far, but I just had to end it there. I just love torturing you guys :) (I mean that in the most loving way possible) And in my defense, this is two chapters in a row...sooo

So Killian is precious. And I love him. And his support of Emma in the newest episode just inspired me to write as much fluff as possible, so we might be getting lots of not-plot-related CaptainSwan scenes just because.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Once Upon A Time characters.

Summary: (Lieutenant Duckling!AU) What would have happened if Emma and Henry couldn't help Regina get her happily ever after? Now stuck in the story the Author wrote them into, Emma and Henry will have to start a new life in the Enchanted Forrest. With a little help from a timid sailor, Killian Jones. But plagued by the new Evil Queen, the three will have to continuously dodge Snow's efforts to hunt them down and end them.

Word Count: 591

"So this Regina woman is the lad's other mother?" Killian asks her softly, his lips at her ear. Even he had caught on to Regina's animosity toward being called Henry's mom.

"It's a long story, but yes," she answers, trying to ignore the heat in her stomach that accompanies his breath on her skin.

While they're no longer holding hands- in an attempt to maintain the quick pace Henry has set them at- they still remain close, brushing hands and shoulders as they trample through the woods. Emma can't deny the sparks that spider out from the places where they briefly touch, even though it makes her feel like an overly hormonal teenager.

"In your reality," Killian starts, before abruptly stopping. Emma looks at him to see confusion and embarrassment on his face and can guess what he's getting at.

"No, no it's not like that. In my world there are families with two moms or two dads, but that's not how our family is," Emma explains, saving him from asking the question. "I had Henry when I was young. Really young. Just a kid, myself."

"Ah," he breathes out. She avoids eye contact, the regret that she's fought for so many years welling up once more. She battles it down, watching her strong, beautiful son nimbly pick his way across the cluttered forest floor. She can't live in the past, or it will affect her present.

She smiles somewhat sadly up at Killian, "He found me. He brought me back to Storybrooke, the town we live in. Regina had adopted him. She was there for him when I wasn't. She's just as much his mother as I am, if not more so. I've accepted her role in his life, even realized that I'm beyond grateful that chance placed Henry in the same town that my parents lived in. That's how I found them, actually. Remember the curse I told you about?"

"The one you broke," he amends.

"Yeah, that one," she allows, shaking her head at the pride in his gaze. "Henry knew about it. He somehow figured it out and came to get me so I could break it. And now we're all together, as a family."

That's it, Swan, Emma thinks to herself. Focus on the positives.

Killian clears his throat, causing Emma to glance up at him once more. He's got an uncomfortable look on his face and he avoids her gaze. "And the lad's, ah, father?"

"You knew him," Emma whispers softly, feeling the familiar prickle in the corner of her eyes. She won't cry, she's cried her last tear for Neal, managed to set that part of her life behind her. She has Henry to worry about, plus now she has Hook in her life. "He's gone now."

"Oh, Emma," Killian breathes out, grabbing her hand and bring it to his lips to place a soft kiss on her knuckles. "I'm sorry, love."

"Mom!" Henry shouts from the front of the group. "I think we're here."

Emma and Killian jog up to Henry where he's standing at the edge of the woods. There's a clearing and they can see a small village in the near distance, but there's a small hut-looking building right in front of them.

There are people milling around in the small yard in front of the building, all dressed up in puffy pants and bulging dresses.

And in the middle of the clamor and excitement is Robin Hood and Zelena, walking arm-in-arm towards a white carriage.

"We're too late."