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seriouslyhooked · 8 years ago

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One Call Away (The CS Mixtape) Part 155/?

Series of CS oneshots inspired by music. Collection on FF Here.

A/N: Future CS drabble where Killian gets a call from his and Emma’s daughter Hope telling him he needs to come right home. He’s worried about his daughter and about Emma who is supposed to be home with their little one, but when he gets home there’s no actual emergency and it devolves into some much needed CS family cuteness. Inspired by a reader request for the song ‘One Call Away’ by Charlie Puth.

“You know for a pirate, you’re actually not a terrible driver.”

David’s words of semi-praise as Killian and he exited the squad car after their morning rounds were humorous to Killian even as he rolled his eyes. This was a long running joke on David’s part that had been going on since right around the time that Killian and Emma got married, in which David assessed Killian’s ability to do anything and everything based on his past occupation in life.

“Because shepherds and princes have so much experience with these things,” Killian replied and David laughed at the witty retort.

“Touché. I guess I really only know because my cursed self did. You, on the other hand, had to actually learn.”

And wasn’t that the truth? Killian still looked back on those moments with mixed emotions, because on the one hand it had been damn tedious to learn how to captain these vessels, especially in that tiny bug of Emma’s. But on the other hand he had all that extra time with his Swan, and she’d been very generous and creative in the reward system she made to motivate him to do well. She was so good, in fact, that Killian earned his license in record time, and now every time he got behind the wheel of one of these automobiles, he had those fond memories to reflect on.

“Is that a real compliment, mate?” Killian asked as they strolled into the station and David slapped his hand upon Killian’s shoulder good-naturedly.

“It is, and I think you’ve earned it seeing as how you put that last complaint to bed so quickly.”

Killian groaned aloud thinking back to today’s one actual encounter with the Storybrooke populace. It was, unsurprisingly, an incident having to do with the dwarves, and where both David and Emma had a bit more patience with these matters normally, Killian did not. He knew better than to entertain the dramatics that flared up between that group of busybodies and luckily none of them, not even Grumpy, ever questioned the badge he’d taken on after the Black Fairy’s curse was lifted. Instead they grumbled about his being so abrupt, but they settled down enough again to rectify the noise complaint that Granny had been forced to file after their antics.

“I think we need a new system,” Killian said as they moved into the precinct once more and he hung up his jacket and grabbed his share of lunch from David before moving to his desk. “Each of them can have one infraction a week or it’s a stint in a cell for the lot of them. Otherwise they get themselves all worked up over and over again and we’ve got more work because of it.”

“You might be onto something there,” David admitted as he sat down across the way with his own food. “But all things considered, I’ll take dwarf wrangling to facing actual villains any day.”

“Hear, hear,” Killian agreed as he toasted with his cup (which thanks to his being on duty and his wife’s loving insistence, was not filled with rum as he might have preferred, but with water) and dug into his meal.

Yet as Killian sat there with David in companionable silence, it wasn’t work or villains that were on his mind, but his Emma and their daughter Hope who were waiting for him at home. Since he was working today Emma was at the house with their little princess, who would be turning four in a few weeks time, and Killian was anxious to get back to them. Nothing ever felt as right as when he was with his family, and work was all the more tiresome when Killian knew he could be there treasuring these sacred moments with the two most important people in his life instead.

In the meantime though, Killian did have some small comfort in the form of their many pictures framed on his desk. It was impossible to see them all and not smile, and today his gaze cast to his favorite one and he remembered the moment when that shot had been captured. It was an image of the three of them and Henry all aboard the Jolly Roger, with Hope up on Killian’s shoulders making a precociously silly face and Emma in his arms smiling right for the camera as Henry did the same on his other side. Killian meanwhile had been caught looking at Emma in the same way he so often did, like she hung the moon and stars, because in his world she did. Everything good in his life that he had was thanks to this woman, and there was never a day that went by where Killian didn’t feel that right down to his soul.

Suddenly the familiar chirp of his phone went off, and Killian saw that it was Emma’s number flashing on the screen before he answered it. The fact that it was his wife who was calling made the whole idea of having to use this bloody contraption far more bearable, and he was hoping for some good news that perhaps she and Hope would visit this afternoon and end the long hours of separation he had dealt with for this shift.

“Couldn’t last a whole day without me, could you love?” Killian joked as a way of answering, but where he expected to hear Emma’s equally teasing voice floating back through the speaker, he heard his daughter’s instead sounding animated and adamant.

“Daddy you have to come home right away!”

“Hope? What is it? What’s happened?” Killian asked, feeling immediately on edge and rising to his feet, sending a look to David who also appeared incredibly concerned. Without any words exchanged, David just gave Killian a nod and Killian grabbed his jacket and threw it back on as he raced out the door before Hope elaborated.

“We need you here right now!” Hope said, this time just as enthusiastically, and Killian was at a loss for what to do. His natural response was to run, figuring he’d get home sooner at a full sprint then he would getting in the truck and driving back. But while he planned to keep Hope on the phone with him to get more information, she only added that she loved him and then the line went dead.

The rush of cold and pounding dread that coursed through Killian in that instant was severe, and he didn’t bother to try and call Emma’s phone back. Hope would likely not know how to answer, and it would just take time from getting to them. Instead he moved as fast as he could, making it back to their house in record time and running up the stairs at a loss for breath but ready to face whatever situation awaited him.

“Swan?!” Killian called out into the house, worried that something would be amiss, but then in a white poof of her own true-love induced magic, Hope appeared with Emma right on her tail.

Seeing that the two of them were in fact alright was incredibly reassuring, but while Killian’s mind might be able to process their being safe, his body was still running on that adrenaline that fear had instilled only minutes ago. His hand and hook shook from the force of the exertion of running here and from the lingering sense of terror he’d been suffering from. But just the sight of his daughter bounding towards him with her chestnut brown curls bouncing and her blue eyes filled with happiness at his arrival was enough to steady him somewhat.

“Daddy you made it! We’ve been waiting forever,” Hope said with a mix of childish cheer and a bit of chastisement all at once as she hugged his legs tight.

“Forever?” Killian asked, still not following as he squatted down to get to eye level with his little princess. “You just called me, lass, and I ran all the way here from the station. Not all of us have magical powers you know.”

At the reminder Hope actually looked sad for him and for her part in worrying him and she patted him on the shoulder sweetly before giving him a kiss on the cheek. Though he was damn near losing his mind just a moment before, Killian found some substantial comfort in that warm embrace from his daughter, and it was heightened all the more when he looked over her shoulder to her mother who had an apologetic smile of her own waiting for Killian.

“Hope just told me that she cracked the password on my phone. Guess who her first call was?”

Ah, that made a bit more sense and now that he wasn’t worried that Emma or Hope was in trouble he could see the humor in that. At almost four, Hope was a fast learner, and she’d taken to mechanisms in this world in a vastly superior way to him. Truth be told Killian still had an aversion to the phone and it had been years since he’d first been given one, which had made the call he just got all the more alarming.

“It was you Daddy!” Hope said happily. “I called to invite you to our tea party.”

If someone had told Killian Jones even a dew years ago that he would not only be willingly attending an affair of this sort, but that he’d actually be happy in the face of such a chance, he’d have called them a fool. Then he’d have called them a half a dozen other things that were hardly appropriate for little ears. But now he was a different man entirely, a man who loved his wife and child more than anything, and who knew that a person only had so many moments and so much precious time with the people they loved in this life. He’d been blessed enough to find his happy ending, and if it happened to include tea parties with his two girls then so be it.

“I’m honored, lass. I should just call your grandfather and let him know I have urgent celebratory business to attend to.”

Hope giggled at his ways of describing things, and Killian knew it was because she largely didn’t understand him. He’d tried to bring his language down to her level ever since she was born, but then he reasoned she was such a smart lass she’d pick up on it soon enough. Besides, his joke landed well with his wife who let out a sweet sound of laughter that filled Killian’s chest with warmth as she came over and bestowed her own kiss on his lips and took his hand in hers.

“I just called Dad when Hope told me what happened. He says there’s nothing that can’t wait until tomorrow and he’ll radio if anything else comes up.”

“Well thank the Gods for that,” Killian muttered and Emma ran her hand against his chest in a soothing gesture.

“She got you good didn’t she?” Emma asked and Killian nodded, his eyes tracing back over their little girl as she led them back to the living room and then moving to Emma as he reminded himself all over again that they were actually safe.

“Aye. I know things have been peaceful since well before she was born, but…”

“But it’ll always be our job to protect her no matter what,” Emma said and Killian nodded, loving even after all these years that the two of them were bound together like this. They were a team, had been almost since the start, and though parenting was in many ways an adventure he hadn’t been ready for, it was the best one he’d even been privy to save perhaps the adventure of being Emma’s husband.

“It’s my job to protect both of you, Emma, and I have every intention of doing it for the rest of our lives.”

Emma’s eyes lit up at the promise and the brightness of her smile infiltrated those jade colored pools in a way that made her even more beautiful. In truth she was a vision, and Killian just stood there knowing that he was the luckiest man in all the realms because he truly had everything he’d ever wanted.

“Daddy always comes when we need him, doesn’t he Mommy?” Hope asked then as they sat down at the little table Killian and Henry had crafted together for Hope some time ago, and Emma smiled at Killian before replying.

“Yes he does, honey. And it’s safe to say that he always will.”

“Aye. I’m only one call away, love, whenever you need me. But maybe next time you can tell me why you need me too, alright?”

“But what if it’s a surprise?” Hope asked, genuinely curious and clearly not following how much she’d alarmed Killian, but her clear desire to understand made both Emma and Killian laugh as he pulled Hope in to press a kiss to the crown of her head.

“Then you tell me it’s a surprise and I’ll follow you wherever you lead, lass.”

“Okay it’s a deal,” Hope agreed, and with that the tea party commenced and Killian and Emma enjoyed the rest of their day with their rambunctious daughter, soaking up the everyday normalcy of their glorious happily ever after.

………………..

I'm only one call away I'll be there to save the day Superman got nothing on me I'm only one call away

Call me, baby, if you need a friend I just wanna give you love Come on, come on, come on Reaching out to you, so take a chance

No matter where you go You know you're not alone

I'm only one call away I'll be there to save the day Superman got nothing on me I'm only one call away

Come along with me and don't be scared I just wanna set you free Come on, come on, come on You and me can make it anywhere For now, we can stay here for a while, ay 'Cause you know, I just wanna see you smile

No matter where you go You know you're not alone

I'm only one call away I'll be there to save the day Superman got nothing on me I'm only one call away

And when you're weak I'll be strong I'm gonna keep holding on Now don't you worry, it won't be long, Darling And when you feel like hope is gone Just run into my arms

I'm only one call away I'll be there to save the day Superman got nothing on me I'm only one, I'm only one call away I'll be there to save the day Superman got nothing on me I'm only one call away

I'm only one call away

Post-Note: So this request came a long long time ago, and there were so many possible ways to take it, but given recent events I wanted to make it a future CS snapshot, and once I had that in mind, the rest came naturally. Thank you very much to my lovely reader who was so patient with this song request, and to all of you who have been equally patient. I hope you all enjoyed and that you’re weeks are going okay all things considered.

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