Our first dance

nahbois68 wanted a oneshot with Emma and David having a dance since "Leia" didn't give him one at his wedding. Hope you enjoy!

After a long day at the station, Emma was relaxing in front of the TV. Henry was at Regina's for the weekend, so she could totally relax. The familiar Star Wars tune started up, and Emma settled back with her popcorn. She heard footsteps coming into the room, and held the bowl above her.

"Popcorn?" She offered them.

"No thanks." She heard her dad say. "Star Wars, huh?" Emma nodded.

"Yeah, it's a classic."

"Speaking of Star Wars… I believe you, 'Princess Leia' did me a disservice." David said. Emma paused the movie and looked over to her father.

"By ensuring that you met your beloved wife, fell in love and your awesome children were born?" She asked sarcastically. David chuckled.

"No, before all that. I didn't get a dance from you at my wedding."

"Well, I'm afraid I was a little busy…"

"You weren't too busy to dance with the pirate." David said, a little huffily. Emma gave him a sceptic look.

"Really? You're jealous of him?"

"Well I should have been the one to have your first dance, before you could even walk." David said quietly. An awkward silence fell over the room before Emma sighed. Snow had taken Emma round to see Neal, so they were the only two in the house.

"Nobody ever finds out about this?" She said seriously. Suddenly, David grinned. He shook his head.

"Not a soul." Emma stood up.

"Alright then, just once." David quickly got up behind her. He took his IPod and put it in the speaker.

"I have just the song…" He told her as he set it up. When he'd found it and it started playing he came back over to Emma. He bowed slightly. "Princess." He said with a smile. Emma rolled her eyes again.

"Very good, dad." She grumbled. David could tell she wasn't as grumpy as she was making out to be. As he got into hold with her, flashes of the dream he'd had during the lost year. He held her a little tighter than he might have done without remembering, frightened she'd be taken from him like she was in the dream. "Just follow my lead," he told her, moving slightly. "I'm sure you'll be a natural… just like your mother." David didn't miss the flush of pink on Emma's cheek at that statement. David was right, she was a natural. It was a strange mix of emotions he felt dancing with his daughter. Of course he was happy, finally getting to do it at last. But there was also sadness that he didn't get to do it sooner, and many more times. To dance with her safe in his arms. With her giggling, standing on his feet. But it wasn't meant to be.

All too soon, the song came to an end. Reluctantly, David let Emma out of the hold.

"Thank you for the dance, Princess Leia." He said, with a cheeky grin. Emma smiled at him.

"I prefer Princess Emma, if you have to use the term." David chuckled.

"I'll remember that for next time." He told her. For David would make sure that would not be the last dance he got with his daughter.