Secret tears
A guest wanted a oneshot with some daddy Charming in it. I do apologise for my error, I don't normally have Emma call him David, it was just a little slip up which I'll try to not let happen again. However, you made one too in my eyes :P Mary Margaret isn't Emma's mom- Snow is. Sorry, I don't go for this we are both rubbish! *Hides from oncoming angry mobs* This chapter will contain trace elements of Captain Swan to help me write it a little.
On a lighter note- Wow! Over 200 reviews! Thank you to everyone who has taken the time to read, review and give prompts for this story. It means a lot :).
David could hear the little sniffles coming from Emma's old room as he walked along the hall.
"Hello?" He asked. As far as he has known he was the only one in the house. Neal was at school and Snow was spending the day catching up with Red. He'd only popped over very quickly to grab his wallet. The sniffling stopped and he heard a little gasp of surprise followed by complete silence. David opened the door and popped his head through. What he saw was Emma sitting on her old bed, and had obviously been crying for some time.
"Emma?" He asked softly, coming over and sitting beside her. "What's the matter honey?" She quickly wiped her eyes.
"No-nothing!" She stammered. "I'm just being silly. Sorry dad, I'll go back home…"
"It's not silly if it's making you cry like this." David said gently. "And you're not going anywhere until we sort this out. So come on, spit it out." Emma sighed.
"Really, it's nothing. Killian and I had a stupid fight. I over reacted and now he's gone off somewhere and I don't know where he is or if he'll ever come back." This started a fresh round of tears. David put his arm around Emma and pulled her closer.
"It's ok." He said softly. "Every couple has stupid fights. Don't you worry, he'll be back. And he'll be just as sorry as you are." Emma shrugged.
"I'm not so sure, he was pretty mad." She told him.
"I'm sure he was. But that'll pass. He'll realise what an idiot he's being and come back. So if I were you I'd go home and wait for the massive bouquet of flowers he's sure to bring you." David said, gently wiping a stray tear from Emma's cheek. He was rewarded with a watery smile.
"I guess you're right. I'll go home and wash my face first I think. Thanks dad." David leaned over and kissed her hair.
"Any time princess. Now…" He said, getting up.
"When Hook comes home with that bouquet of flowers, don't be surprised if he's limping and has a black eye." Emma's eyes went wide with horror.
"Dad! Wait, where are you going?!" She asked as he left the room.
"To find the pirate! I did warn him what would happen if he ever made my daughter cry!"