AN: Sending love to my readers, thanks for sticking with me! Enjoy! *hugs*
"I love the smell of hot dogs in the evening." David says as he turns to face Killian.
"It sure does smells like hot dogs." Killian agrees as the two men walk over to the hot dog stand.
"The thing is, David, what I wanted to ask was... "
"Two, please." David tells the hot dog man, almost completely ignoring Killian.
"Do you want onions?" David asks.
"No, thanks." He continues, "Because what I'm finding..."
"Mustard? Ketchup? I can recommend both."
"No, I'm trying to talk to you here." Killian states clearly frustrated.
"Oh? What?
"Well, it's just... I'm just... Well... I'm finding it a bit tricky at the moment with Emma."
"No. Don't talk to me about her. Never do that."
"Sorry?" Killian says not understanding.
"Well, that's our problem, you see. Two of us, we can have a bromance and talk to each other talk of sport or weather till our throats hurt."
"Yeah, yeah. And?"
"Never mention Emma. As soon as you do, the only concrete thought running through my mind is, 'that scoundrel is screwing my daughter.' " David replies nonchalantly.
Killian's mouth is left agape as the pair walk back to the beach without speaking another word.
"Hey, you guys." Killian says as they approach the women.
"Thank God you're here." Emma says with her eyes pleading to take her way from her mother.
"You have no idea." Killian replies.
"Good. Got you both. Now, how are my grandkids coming along?" Mary Margaret asks the couple.
Emma nearly chokes.
"Could you get me away from her, please?" Emma begs Killian.
"Just saying Emma, your clocking is ticking, better get them while you still can."
And with that Emma and Killian walk away from the couple both equally embarrassed.
As the couple walks away Killian notices Emma's still very wide eyes from her mother's blunt question, and tries to cheer her up, "You know, what I do with your parents is remind myself that if it wasn't for them, I wouldn't have you." He says offering the blonde a sweet smile.
Emma gives him another weak smile, still showing gloom in her eyes.
"Listen love, don't you want to see the fireworks it is the 4th of July?" he adds.
"No, not really let's go home." Emma says as she hugs her husband tighter, and the pair walk to their car.
"Now, remember, try not to look like you're my child, okay? Because it puts men off." Zelena continues, "But keep your eyes peeled, and if you spot anyone that makes you think 'Well, he looks nice...' tell me okay?" She continues to tell Henry.
"Hi." Regina says as she approaches the pair.
"Auntie!" Henry exclaims.
"Hey there my little prince how you doing?" Regina says as she hugs the boy tighter.
"Hey Zelena, how are you doing?" She says turning her attention to her sister.
Zelena waves a hand at her sister signaling her to be quiet, "I'm busy."
Regina clearly confused looks down to Henry for answers, "Trying to find her a man. There aren't any. Trust me, I've looked." He replies nonchalantly as if finding a date for his mother was normal.
"I see." Regina says as she shakes her head at her sister.
Just then a young girl around Henry's age runs into Zelena.
Zelena looks down at the child with a deadly glare, but the young girl doesn't notice as she stares at Henry.
Regina seeing what is taking place laughs, "Looks like your son has a better chance of finding a date than you huh, sis?" Regina teases.
Her sister lets out a puff and walks away searching for more conquests.
Regina mockingly sings to Henry, "You've got a girlfriend You've got a girlfriend."
"No, I haven't. Not yet. We'll see what happens after the fireworks." He replies as a toothy grin paints his face, "I can't wait till you get a boyfriend!"
"You probably can, actually."
"You could even get a husband." He says without having heard his Aunt's comment.
"It can't happen."
"Why? You're old enough." He says as he stares at his new friend across the way.
Regina sighs.
"Henry, I should explain something to you. I do believe I will be with one person for the rest of my life...but that person will be a woman."
"I understand."
"You do?" Regina says clearly surprised.
"My best friend is William Darling. I'd rather spend the rest of my life with him than any stinky girl."
"There you go." Regina says feeling accomplished.
"It doesn't mean that you're a lesbian or anything." Henry states as he runs to join his new friend to watch the fireworks.
Regina can't help but release a laugh as she watches her young nephew find his princess.
"I'll put the kettle on, babe." Emma says as they walk into the house.
"I'll have a beer instead."
"Really?"
"I was gonna offer, but..."
"But what?" Emma questions, as she eyes her husband.
"Em, are you pregnant?"
"No. No, I'm not, no." Emma replies horror painting her face.
"I just thought it might explain your recent... Whatever. Nothing. Unless..."
"Unless what?"
"Mmm. Do you want to get pregnant?" Killian says charmingly as he wraps his arms around her waist.
"You and my mom." Emma says tiredly, clearly done with the evening.
"Listen, I know we said we were going to wait but until what, you know, we're even more settled?
Come on, what do you think?" Killian says eyeing his wife carefully.
Just then the cell phone rings.
"I got to take it." Killian says clearly upset at the timing of the call.
Seeing her husband occupied Emma takes out her own cell phone can dials Regina's number. Ever since seeing her at the tournament Emma has not been able to get Regina out of her head. As the ache in Emma's chest grows stronger, she can't resist the urge not to see the intoxicating brunette and so she presses the call button and waits to hear her voice.
The phone rings a few times, and Emma is suddenly tempted to hang up before it is too late when Regina finally picks up the phone "Hello?"
Emma not knowing what to say, quickly hangs up and throws her phone onto the sofa.
"Smooth Emma, real smooth." Emma thinks to herself.
"Hey, love." Killian says now looking at Emma, "That was the boss. Look, I'm really sorry about this but... "
"No, of course you should still go." Emma says already knowing that he is going to tell her about another last minute business trip.
"You know, I wouldn't put you through my evening for all the coke in Colombia. You know, it'll be the usual jerks, everyone will get pissed."
"I'll get pissed..." Emma says defiantly.
"And start singing country and western songs badly like I always do." He continues to say.
Just then Emma's phone rings and before Emma yells to just let it ring Killian picks it up and accepts the call.
"Hello?" He asks.
"Killian, it's Regina." She says clearly confused.
"Hey, Regina. How's it going?"
"Nothing. My phone just rang and-"
"Sorry, you busy Tuesday night? Do you want to hang out with Emma? It's just, like, I've got this stupid work thing which I can't get out of. You know, it'll be really great if you could look after Emma for me." Killian says.
"Okay, yes." Regina says confusion still lacing her voice.
"Great. Well, Emma will call you with the details and be safe."
"You, too."
"Bye." He replies and then ends the call.
"You shouldn't have done that. I hardly know her." Emma says trying to get out of the situation.
"Yeah, but she's your...soul-mate-for-life type thing. You'll have fun!"
"Does she even know where we're going?" Emma asks as a smile breaks through her resistance causing the blonde to become giddy inside and filled with excitement at seeing the brunette again.