A/N: Here's the epilogue! I promise, you'll see more of these two surfing idiots.

Enjoy the last bit for now!

Emma jolted from her sleep as the intercom played overhead, informing her that they were descending and she had to gather her things.

Perfect.

As she turned off her phone and tucked it away, she couldn't help but smile at her lock screen.

God, what a year.

She saw Killian just as much as they planned, and it was nice, finally bringing a nice guy home for Thanksgiving and Christmas. Robin often tagged along with Regina in tow, and the six of them, including David and Mary Margaret, kind of became a family of their own.

It was so comforting to finally have a family, a real one.

Emma looked out the window and smiled at the gorgeous view as they were descending, knowing that he was waiting right there for her, probably late to his own damn graduation.

(She had told him to go there, and that she'd take a taxi. But, knowing him, he was waiting at the airport in his cap and gown, grinning like an idiot.)

(Her idiot.)

She couldn't help but smile at the thought, taking a deep breath.

All of this was really about to happen, and she wasn't sure how she felt.

Just as she thought, Killian was waiting right by Robin's SUV, in his navy cap and gown.

"Killian!" Emma shrieked, setting her suitcases and bags down then running right into his arms.

"Oh, Swan. I've missed you." He whispered, cupping the back of her head to his shoulder. They swayed gently in silence for a few moments before Emma tugged away.

"You are going to be so late." Emma giggled.

"That's alright. I got the best gift a man could ask for." He beamed, capturing her lips in his barely before he could finish his sentence.

"C'mon, lover boy. We've got to get all of this loaded up into your car, then haul ass to your graduation that starts in an hour." Emma grinned.

"Aye, aye, I know." He smiled, walking with her to pick up one of her suitcases, "Are you sure you're moving in?"

"Yes, I am." She giggled, grabbing the other suitcase, "Why?"

"This seems light." He smiled.

"Oh, shut up. You know I sent you stuff last week." Emma giggled, "Even then, I figured we could buy some things together."

"Good." Killian grinned, "You'll love the place, by the way."

Emma set her suitcase and bag into the trunk as he did, then watched him close it.

"How long have you been living in it?"

"The new house?" Killian asked, "Uh, about two weeks."

"Traitor." Emma teased as she walked around the car.

"What? Why?" He laughed.

"You promised you wouldn't!" Emma exclaimed as she got into the passenger seat.

"Sorry, sorry. I was anxious." He laughed as she hit his arm, "Hey!"

"You're a jerk." Emma giggled.

"Hey, now!" Killian laughed, starting his car, "I can turn that plane around-"

Emma grabbed his face in her hands and pressed a hard kiss to his lips, making him shut up. He sighed into her lips, and it wasn't two seconds before he'd accidentally pressed the horn on the steering wheel, jolting both of them.

Emma burst into a fit of giggles, and it was seemingly contagious, the way Killian laughed and turned on the car.

"Oh, how I've missed you, Swan." He laughed, beginning to drive, his cheeks flushed.

"I've missed you, too, Stitch." Emma grinned, moving her hand to his shoulder, "Been out surfing lately?"

"Every day." He grinned, "C'mon, love, I send you, like, a thousand snaps of me surfing."

Emma giggled at his use of 'snaps'-she was really doing a good job at slowly integrating him into social media.

"Oh, I'm aware." Emma smiled, "I was just curious if you've caught anything particularly good lately."

"Nothing too amazing. Though, Rob and I went up the beach a little last weekend, just before a storm, and man. Those waves were incredible." He smiled blissfully, "I took lots of pictures."

"Good."

"I'm really loving that GoPro Robin got me for Christmas. You'll have to try it-you just put it on the end of your board and it can take pictures or videos of you surfing!"

"Oh, yeah, I forgot he bought you that." Emma nodded, "I'd love to try it."

"You'd love it. It's really fun to play with." He chuckled.

A comfortable quiet fell across them as Emma gently rubbed his shoulder.

"I forgot to tell you how handsome you look in your cap and gown." Emma smiled, breaking the silence.

"Oh, thank you, love."

"Of course. Navy's a good color on you."

"Well, that's good, because I just bought a navy board."

"You bought another one?" Emma asked, tilting her head in exasperation.

The damn surfer always bought new boards.

"I won that competition a few weeks ago! I'd say I earned it!" He laughed.

"Whatever you say." Emma giggled.

"I promise, I'll use it. I think you'll like it-it's got a white stripe down the middle.

"That does sound like you." She smiled.

"I know. I'm so predictable."

Emma shook her head and shoved his shoulder a little before reaching into her purse for her phone.

"Alright, now, focus on driving." Emma grinned.

"As you wish." He replied with a teasing smile.

God, it was good to be home.

Emma was so proud of him.

Killian had worked so hard for this degree, had tried his hardest to get where his brother would have wanted him to be.

And, he did it.

She knew Liam would be proud of him. Who wouldn't be? Killian beat all odds to get where he was, and there was no stopping him.

He finally found the light in his life again.

"Oh, look, Killian's about to walk across." Robin teased. He'd graduated two nights before, so now it was his turn to sit back and relax.

"Do you think he's nervous?"

"Yeah, probably." Robin chuckled.

Emma smiled regardless, watching Killian looking around for her. He finally caught her eyes, grinning madly as he waved semi-subtly to her. She waved in response with a giggle as the announcer called his name.

"Killian Jones."

He sauntered across the stage and shook hands with everyone on the stage before taking an exaggerated bow, making Emma shake her head with a laugh.

God, he was obnoxious. But, he wouldn't be her Killian without that, she supposed.

He got his diploma and waved it in the air, making Emma smile and clap for him.

She was so proud of her surfer.

It wasn't until the next morning that they started moving in Emma's things. They'd celebrated all night long, so breakfast was hearty to wean off their hangovers. Once they'd finished there, it was time to move Emma in.

"The place is kind of bare." Emma noted.

"I know. I didn't want to get too many things without you." Killian offered.

"That's okay. We can go spend more of your prize money." Emma teased, pulling her hair back into a messy ponytail.

"You know, I quite enjoy your hair natural."

"When I look like a lion?" Emma snickered, tying it off, "It's too long. I haven't gotten it cut in a long time."

"If it helps, you look like a beautiful lion." He grinned.

Emma rolled her eyes with a smile before bending beside a box and opening it. She pulled out a multi-photo frame with a smile before setting it on the new coffee table beside the photos Killian picked out.

"Killian-"

"Swan, the photos stay." He grinned, "We can put up new ones soon, but those photos are staying for now, love."

"Fine." Emma smiled, rolling her eyes.

She picked one up with a smile, carefully placing it into one of the photo frames. It was silent as she finished placing all of the photos, then lifted the frame. She walked it over to the wall that had a single nail on it, and lifted it to try and get it onto the nail.

"Here." Killian chuckled, reaching up with his hand and helping her out. She smiled up to him as he set the frame on the nail perfectly.

"Thank you." Emma smiled.

"Starting to look like home?"

"We've only hung up one frame." Emma giggled as he pulled her into his arms.

"Aye, but look at them." He smiled, "We look grand, hanging on that wall."

"I guess so." Emma grinned up to him.

"Do you like it here?"

"What's not to like? It's just as spacious as your last place, and it's right on the ocean. And, it's not far from Robin, or from Granny's." Emma smiled.

"I don't know, you just seem... like, perhaps this doesn't feel like home for you."

"Killian, I've learned something as I've grown older." Emma smiled.

"Love, you're twenty-one. You aren't-"

"Shh." Emma giggled, setting her index finger on his lips, "The more I try and try to search for a home, the more I realize that it's never been a place, and it will never be a place."

"Swan-"

"You know you have a home that when you leave it, you just miss it." Emma breathed, looking up to meet his eyes, "And, this whole time I've been in Maine, I realized that I don't miss California, or the ocean, or the beach, or whatever. I've missed you, Killian. You're my home."

He opened his mouth to speak before closing it.

"I love you, Emma." He whispered.

"I love you, too, Killian." Emma replied softly as he cupped her cheek in his hand and kissed her gently. She closed her eyes and sighed into his lips before tugging away.

"Well, we've quite a bit of work to do." Killian smiled, "We ought to finish soon. The tide's rolling in, and I'd like to take you out on the water sometime today."

Emma gave him a half-smile before tugging away and walking to another box.

This new life with Killian was exactly what she'd bargained for-she didn't care if the tide was rolling in or out, so long as Killian was there to tread the waters at her side.