#thebrcthersjones

The cottage was close to the summer palace, and with her parents officially deciding to spend a few days in the latter once a month they had created a perfectly good reason for a handful of trusted servants and guards to stay there, and help Emma with her pregnancy and then children daily. The plan of getting quickly married had been wiped away by the awakening of her magic, and considering the situation she had expected far less happiness when it had all started, three years before, than what she actually felt now.

One day, when hearing knocks at her door, Emma thought it was her maid Lotte who had left a basket there again. "Just a minute!" she called out cheerily, leaving the children to play in the other room and grabbing the basket. "Here is your-" her breath caught in her throat as she found the pirate at the door, met his eyes, a shade of blue she saw every day in their daughter, and dropped the basket. "Killian..." 

Her singing had been greatly praised, but it was all too quickly forgotten during the following refreshment; people blatantly whispered about her the moment she turned around, and Lorelei decided to walk outside to get a breath of fresh air. She noticed right away the small group of men following her, which never led to anything good after enough rumors had been spread, and this time was no different; they were convinced they could get some entertainment out of her, and Lorelei was beginning to consider grabbing one of the precious vases out there and throwing it at one’s head.

❝  ever  thought  about  us  leaving ? ❞  storybrooke  was  nice,  well  peculiar  would  be  a  more  accurate  word.  but it  was  proof  there  was  so  much  more  to  be  seen  beyond  the veil  of  this  small  town.  gideon  supposes  it’s  in  his  dna  to want  to  see  the  world,  his  mother  wanted  to  do  the  same. ❝  we  could  go  travelling.  see  what  else  is  out  there. ❞

he didn’t doubt todd would be willing to let him hide out here for a while, but it’s still a comfort to hear none-the-less. with the curse breaking, realising hook is in town, & not knowing where nemo is, it’s more than liam is able to deal with right now. the only person he trusts-- & can handle being around right now-- is todd.

it was some silly, sassy comment that liam is known for that he’d made, resulting in gideon’s worrisome response. what he’d said, he can’t even tell you anymore, his concern for his partner the only thing he’s focused on right now.

he moves towards gideon, hands gently gripping the taller’s shoulders, giving them a soft squeeze before sliding down his arms & pulling gideon even closer until their chests are pressed together. “i’m not going to forget it. not when something’s obviously bothering you. talk to me, love.” one hand reaches up to press against the side of gideon’s head, thumb brushing across the side of his temple. “what’s got you thinking like this again, gid?”

He let himself melt into his hold, trying to will himself calm, for his heart to stop racing. He dropped his head to Liam’s shoulder, unable to keep eye contact without his mask slipping further.

“I‘m not, not really.” He wasn’t completely sure who he was trying to convince. It wasn’t a lie, he didn't think that. He didn’t. But what he thought didn't seem to matter to the fear. It was like it had a mind of its own, and however much he tried to reason it away, it never made any difference.

Once again Emma was working late. Seemed like a habit that she had lately. With just working late and come home late when Killian was already in bed. She sighs because does the blonde actually have a reason why she’s doing this. Emma stretches as she was on her way home now. After some time she parked her car and got out. Walking to the front door and opening it quietly not wanting to wake up Killian, if he was asleep.

Emma walks inside and closed the door and locked it. Hanging her jacket up. As she walks to the kitchen to grab something to drink.