The next morning, Killian stood waiting outside the airport for her. He smiled a little when he saw her. She was dressed in some skinny jeans, a grey top, and her red leather jacket.

"Morning, Swan.. I got you a coffee, I figured it's the least I could do.. And you'd need something this early in the morning." He smiled shyly and handed it to her.

She smiled tiredly at him, and mumbled. "Thanks, Killian."

Getting through TSA and boarding the plane was quick and easy. Once they got settled into their seats on the plane, Emma started to doze off. Killian shook her shoulder gently to wake her after a few minutes.

"Swan.." He said softly. "I found something with some questions that they could ask us on Monday, so we need to sort out the answers." Killian said, handing her the list of questions. Emma nodded, and looked through them. "I know a lot of the ones about things you like and dislike, but I don't know much that's more personal than that."

Emma nodded a little. "Yeah, yeah. I know. I guess before we get to Maine, there are somethings you need to know about me and my parents.."

He nodded. "Aye, Love. I would appreciate that. But you can start slow.. Just enough so I don't embarrass myself."

She took a deep breath and turned to him. "So, um.. They are my biological parents, and Leo is my biological brother.. But I grew up in the foster system. They had me when they were very young.. And.. well, they found me when I was seventeen, after somethings happened.. If you're lucky, I'll tell you that story later. And, their last name is different from mine, it's Nolan."

Killian nodded a little. "I'm sorry, Swan. Is that why you don't go home much?"

She shrugged. "It plays a role.. I'm also busy with work, and there's other stuff, but that's not important right now. David and Mary Margaret are wonderful, and kind. It's just hard, because they had my brother and kept him, but they gave me up.. I also haven't been home in a couple years. I lived there for about a year after they found me, before I left for college.. And I only go back for a day or two when I absolutely can't get out of it." She said softly.

Killian nodded. "I get it. Liam is ten years older than I am. Our mother passed when I was six, and our father left not too long after. Liam raised me after that. We were separated for a couple years.. And then he joined the Royal Navy, and got a degree, and eventually started the company you and I now work for."

She frowned a little. "I guess we're both lost kids, huh?" She asked softly. "Well, my dad is sheriff of Storybrooke and my mom is the principal of the elementary school. And they don't know I'm bringing a boy."

"Oh.. okay.." He scratched behind his ear. "I figured to really sell this, you should have an engagement ring. If it doesn't fit, then we'll just tell them it's getting adjusted or something.." He pulled a box from his jacket pocket.

Emma looked at him. "I don't need a ring, Killian.. But that's really sweet." She smiled a little. She had never seen Killian so nervous, or act so sweet. She took the box, and slipped the ring on her finger. It fit perfectly.

"Oh, wow. It's beautiful, Killian." She breathed. "But it had to have cost you a fortune. I'm not worth you spending your money on."

He shook his head. "I didn't spend anything.. That was my mum's ring.. It was her most prized possession. Liam kept it when she died, and I thought he would have given it to Elsa when they got married.. But he gave it to me.." He shrugged. "I'm glad you like it though. It looks good on you."

Emma shook her head. "Killian, I can't wear your mother's ring.. She would've wanted the girl you love to have it.. Not some girl you're using to lie and trick the government."

He took her hand. "Emma, please don't worry about it. It's my choice, and I wanted to do this."

She nodded. "Fine. Is Liam pissed about this whole thing? Thinking we hid this from him, or that we are getting married.."

Killian shrugged. "He'll be fine. He just wants me to be happy, so if he thinks we're happy, then he's happy for us. He likes you, so that helps." He smiled.

Emma nodded and settled into her seat. She slept the rest of the flight, her head resting on his shoulder. They got their luggage from baggage claim, and Emma looked around for her family. She smiled when she saw Leo waving at her.

She glanced at Killian briefly, before almost running to her little brother. Leo wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tightly.

"Emma. I missed you." Leo told her.

"I missed you too, Kid. When did you get so tall? You're gonna be taller than Dad.." She smiled a little.

David smiled, and gave her a hug too. "Hi, Sweetheart. It's good to see you."

Emma nodded and hugged him. "It's good to see you too, Dad.. Um.. There's someone I'd like you to meet.. This is Killian." She smiled a little, and moved to wrap her arm through Killian's.

Killian smiled politely and let go of his suitcase to shake her father's hand. "It's nice to meet you, Sir. Thank you for having me this weekend.."

David shook Killian's hand and nodded. "It's nice to meet you, Killian. I didn't even know you were seeing someone, Emma."

Emma sighed. "I know.. We just.. Neither of us told anyone we were together. We had our reasons. But Killian and I are happy, so please be nice." She gave her dad a look.

He nodded and took her suitcase. The drive to Storybrooke was not too long from the airport. Emma sat in the back with Killian, playing with the sleeve of his shirt nervously. He smiled reassuringly.

"I hear someone is turning sixteen this weekend." Killian smiled. "Happy Birthday, Lad."

Leo smiled. "Thanks. So how long have you been dating Emma?"

Killian scratched behind his ear nervously. "Your sister and I have been together for a little over a year, I guess."

Emma nodded. "I know you probably wish I had told you.. But you know now, and Killian is a good guy. I think you'd get along well, Leo."

Leo sighed. "Aright, but if you hurt my sister, I'm going to hurt you." He threatened Killian.

"Aye, Lad. I understand." He nodded.

David pulled the car into Granny's parking lot. "Your mother figured you'd be hungry, Emma.. I hope stopping here for lunch is alright?"

Emma nodded. "Of course, Dad. I'd love a grilled cheese, and I'm glad I get to show this place to Killian."

"Good.. So, you know how happy your mother was that you were coming home.. So she told pretty much everyone you were coming home." David told her. He may not know his daughter as well as he should, but he knew she hated being blindsided.

"Seriously, Dad? You could've told me sooner that Mom went crazy." She sighed. "I didn't expect to let the whole town meet Killian at once."

"I know, Sweetheart. But you know how she gets. She's happy to see you." He gave her a smile as he held the door for them into Granny's.

Killian kept his prosthetic against Emma's back. He knew her father was skeptical of him, and that Leo was protective, but they needed this to work for him to stay in America.

"Emma!" Mary Margaret squealed and crushed her daughter in a hug. "I'm so happy you're home! You don't come visit enough."

Emma hugged her mother and sighed. "I know, Mom.. But Leo begged and begged, and I can't miss his sixteenth birthday. That's a big one."

Mary Margaret smiled. "You're his big sister. And he knows you can't say no to him." She noticed Killian standing to Emma's side nervously. "Are you going to introduce us, Emma?"

"Right, this is my.. This is Killian Jones." Emma took his fake hand, knowing he got nervous about people noticing it.

Killian offered his hand to her. "It's lovely to meet you, Mrs. Nolan. Thank you for having me."

She pushed his hand away and hugged him too. "It's good to meet you too, Killian. I didn't even know Emma was seeing anyone."

"We'll explain it to you later, Mom. I'm just hungry, and really want a grilled cheese." Emma led him to a booth in the corner, saying hello to all of the people as she passed.

"Let me guess, you get onion rings? And that bloody hot chocolate concoction." Killian smiled a little.

Emma nodded. "Of course. Granny makes the best hot chocolate with cinnamon. Nothing compares, so I don't get it back in Boston. You'd probably like the burger and fries.. Or the lasagna."

He nodded. "Aye.. I think I'll try the burger and fries. And a hot chocolate.. I'll have to try yours before I put cinnamon on it though." Killian laid his arm on the back of the booth.

"So, Granny isn't actually related to anyone in town, but she insists we all call her that.." Emma explained. She introduced him to everyone, and her parents and brother sat down to eat with them.

"So, Killian.. You work with Emma right?" Mary Margaret asked.

"Aye. She and I typically work together on the contracts." Killian nodded. "She's good at her job. I'm lucky to be her partner."

She smiled at them. "That's so sweet. Tell us a bit about yourself, Killian. Emma doesn't like to give us many personal details.."

Killian nodded a little. "I'm originally from Ireland.. My brother owns the company we both work for, so I came to the States a few years ago to be near him and his wife, and their kids. Um, I own a boat, and I like to sail. We haven't had the chance to go very often, but I hope soon we will be able to take her out more."

David had his arms crossed, his face unreadable. "I thought you and Killian didn't get along, Emma? Last time we talked, you were pissed about something he did. And now you're telling me you've been together for a year?"

"I don't always agree with his decisions at work, but that doesn't mean we don't get along and can't make a good couple, Dad." She sighed.

David shook his head. "It's just not like you, Emma. You're so.. Meticulous, and you think everything through. Sometimes too much. How do I know he's going to make the right decisions regarding you and your happiness?"

Emma rolled her eyes. "My personal life is just that. Mine. Killian makes me happy. So happy that we're getting married." She leaned back in the booth. "He's my fiance."

"Your fiance?! Emma Swan." David snapped, before his wife elbowed him.

They had already missed so much of Emma's life, Mary Margaret was not going to let David ruin this for them. They never forced Emma to include them in her life, but they were happy she got to know them, and called them mom and dad.

Mary Margaret smiled. "Really? You're getting married? Sweetheart, I'm so happy for you." She reached across the table for her daughter's hand. "Do you have a ring? Was it romantic when he proposed?"

Emma took her mother's hand. "Yes, I have a ring." She got the box from her purse and slid it on her finger. "And Killian is a romantic.. It was a special proposal."

"Can you tell the story?" She smiled.

Emma nodded, and gave Killian a pleading look. He moved his arm from its resting place and wrapped it around her. She never thought she would feel comfortable in his arms, but she did. He relaxed her, which terrified her, but also made her feel like they could do this.

"Well, it was our one year anniversary, so I took her out for dinner. She looked gorgeous, as always. Then, we went to my boat, and I had planned for us to go stargazing, but the evening turned out to be too cloudy.. It didn't matter though, I played some music and we danced on the deck of the ship. At the end of the song, she looked so peaceful, and happy.. So I got down on my knee and I asked her to marry me. I'd had a different plan, but I couldn't wait to ask her, so I just did it. And I don't regret that." Killian smiled a little. He had always been a good storyteller it helped him stay entertained when he was in foster care without Liam.

Emma smiled a little, she was impressed with his story. "It was sweet.. He was so nervous, but he's usually so confident, he was so cute." She leaned over and pressed a kiss to his cheek.

"That sounds like it was lovely. And that ring is gorgeous, Killian. You both seem to be happy. I'm glad Emma found someone like you, after all she's gone through she deserves someone who understands her, and treats her right." Mary Margaret smiled at them, leaning into her husband. "Aren't they cute together, David?"

David sighed. "I guess so.. I just want you to be happy, Emma. I'm sorry if I reacted badly, you're just my only daughter." He said softly.

"Dad.. I am happy. Killian is always a gentleman, and he's a good man. We're getting married." Emma gave him a small smile.

He nodded, and smiled back gently. Leo watched them, he was protective over his sister.

"Leo? Are you okay with this?" Emma asked softly. "I didn't mean to take over your birthday weekend, Kid.."

Leo sighed. "It's okay, Em.. I don't know if he's good enough for you, but I know it took a lot for you to trust him enough.. Especially enough to let Mom and Dad meet him."

She moved from Killian and gave her brother a hug. "I hope that maybe this weekend you can get to know him a little.. I think you'd get along really well." She smiled a little.

Leo nodded. "Maybe we can.. I'm gonna try to like him, because I don't want to lose my big sister.."

Emma kissed his cheek just to get him to squirm. "Thanks, baby bro." She grinned, ruffling his hair and sat back down.

Emma watched Killian as he talked with her parents. He was his usual charming self, but his usual overly flirtatious side was absent. She had always thought he was just a cocky asshole, but seeing this side of him made her realize that this might not be as bad as she originally thought.

"Killian and I will stay at Granny's.. I don't want to impose on you guys since I didn't tell you I was bringing him with me.." Emma told her parents as they left Granny's.

"Emma, nonsense. You both are staying at the house. I'm under no impressions that the two of you don't sleep in the same bed, Sweetie. I don't get you home for long, you're staying with us." Mary Margaret smiled.

Emma sighed and looked at Killian. He just shrugged his shoulders at her. "Okay, fine, Mom.. We'll stay at home." She forced a smile.

She grinned. "Great! Let's go get you settled in. I've got a lot to do for Leo's party tomorrow."

"Actually, Mom.. Can Killian and I meet you at home? I wanted to take a walk with him.. Show him some of the town.." Emma laced her arm through Killian's.

She nodded. "That's fine, Sweetheart. Just be home in time for dinner. Regina and her son are coming over.." She said softly.

Emma closed her eyes and nodded. "Henry.." She breathed. "Okay, and she knows I'm home, and going to be at dinner?"

Mary Margaret nodded. "Yes.. She knows, Sweetie. Henry's ten now.. And likes you, and he wants to see you. She's.. She understands."

"I know how old he is, Mom." She said softly. "Look, we'll be home in time.. I just want to spend a little while with Killian. We'll be home by five so I can help get everything ready." She hugged her mother goodbye.

Emma took Killian towards the docks. She used to go there and sit on one of the benches when she needed to be alone and think.

"Swan.. I don't want to ask too much, but who is Regina? And who is Henry?" Killian asked once they were settled on the bench.

She took a deep breath. "I told you I grew up in the foster system, and that David and Mary Margaret found me when I was seventeen.." She said softly, and Killian nodded. "What I didn't tell you is how they found me, and why I don't come home often.."

"You don't have to, Love.. I'm perceptive enough to see that you don't want to talk about this." Killian told her.

"I don't, but it'll be awkward if you don't know. My mom will assume I told you, because I wouldn't let anyone close enough to marry me without trusting them with this story."

He nodded. "Alright then.. I'm all ears, Love."

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