Chapter 12 - Thanksgiving

: Writers POV :

It took nearly an hour to explain fully what had happened the night before, obviously leaving out the part where Emma and Killian made Tacos.

Snow and David had been listening intensively and Henry was just as bad. Worried looks across their faces. Everyone was constantly reminding Emma that it wasn't her that hurt everyone; it was the darkness. However, whatever they told her, she still had to stop and breath before she carried on explaining her dark deeds.

Whilst Emma had been reciting exactly what had happened, she realised how horrible she had been as the Dark One. She let the words slip out of her mouth but then her brain would hear them out loud and she would suddenly be shocked at herself.

She had stabbed her boyfriend.

She had made his heart stop.

Emma ended the story by saying that Hook and herself had fell asleep at granny's after talking then made their way here. Killian smirked to himself quietly since he knew that was not exactly what had happened, meanwhile his lover was sighing in relief as people nodded their heads in belief. Everyone comforted Emma, saying we should just forget about what she had done, and think about the future instead.

"It's OK Emma, that's all behind us now. We can think about what's ahead." Her mother reassured her for the one hundredth time.

"I know," Emma repeats, "It being behind us doesn't mean my deeds won't give me a visit every night." At these words Killian reaches for her hand under the coffee table and gives it a squeeze, along with a comforting yet worried look. Sorrowful eyes are cast at Emma, full of pity.

: Snow's POV :

I try to ignore my daughters reply and change the subject.

"Well, on another note, It's nearly thanksgiving! Only a couple days to go!" A smile beams on my face and a memory of a funny conversation swarms through my head.

"So Rumplestiltskin is Henry's grandpa?" David asks.

"You can have more than one" I state.

"So his step-grandmother is Regina: the Evil Queen."

"Actually his step- great grandmother. And shes also his adoptive mother..." The thought is scary.

"It's a good thing we don't have thanksgiving in our land, because that dinner would suck." I laugh at my husbands remark.

I giggle to myself at the confusing enlightenment David and I had experienced.

"We've never really celebrated it and I think it's time!" I continue, next to me I see David smiling at me, he obviously also remembers our conversation. Everyone agrees with my idea and we set to work deciding who is to come.

: Emma's POV :

I think a thanksgiving dinner will be a great idea, it will hopefully bring some happiness into people's lives for a while, especially after what has happened over the last period of time. I give Henry another hug before he goes off to play his video game on the xbox, Killian goes to join him. Straight away I can tell how that is going to go down. 2 hands V 1 hand a hook. However, it is nice to see them bonding.

I walk to the kitchen with my parents and we talk over a cup of hot chocolate and cinnamon, laughing at the sounds of Killian's defeat.

# Two days pass---- Now thanksgiving----- still Emma's POV #

The sun is shining through the window of the loft, reflecting off the plates and cutlery laid out on the festive table. Slowly but surely the table is filled up with everyone close. Regina and Robin; Zelena is nice and cozy in her cell, enjoying a plater of vegetables. My parents are next to each other, chatting constantly as always with baby Neal in a high chair beside them. Belle and Mr Gold are there aswell; Belle finally figured out a spell the blue fairy could conjure to awake her lover. And then there was me with my two boys either side of me. Henry is on one side of me, I've never missed him as much as I did during those days as the Dark One. Then there was Killian. Killian and I had been inseparable over the last couple days, he's been sleeping on the couch however by David's order. I've learnt alot about him. I now know that he: Loves sausages, hates the rain and can't sleep without a gulp of rum before bed.

The food is brought out by mum, and I drool at the sight of it. Killian asks me what alot of things are, I reply and he looks confused at my answer.

"Bloody 21st century" I hear him mutter. His cuteness gets better by the day. Everyone is smiling and I totally forget the times in the darkness.

We eat and talk, bonding over things we never knew about eachother. People laugh at stories from the enchanted forest, I cringe at stories about my parents first meetings. Killian is always looking over to me, glowing like I don't realise. I love it though, I don't ever want those ocean blue eyes to leave me again. The two of us share our story of going back in time again, Henry excited as he points us out in the book.

Finally the food is gone, cleared away by our once hungry stomachs. Killian and myself offer to wash up whilst people chill.

"Don't scratch my good china with that Hook of yours!" I hear David call to Hook as we part to the kitchen. The two of us clean everything, me washing and Killian drying so not to break anything. He leans over to peck me on the cheek at anytime he can. In the end we ditch washing and just stand there, kissing each other passionately in the secret of the kitchen's appliances.

Everything is just perfect until a curdling feeling in my stomach stops me from smiling onto his lips. At first I ignore it, it's probably just the huge meal I just had, I tell myself. But no, this felt different. I've had tummy aches before but not like this. Ive only had this feeling once before.

My thoughts are disturbed as I detatch myself from Killian and rush to the toilet. Throwing up into the loo.

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