CS AU: A Prohibition Christmas
Summary: Set in 1920, Emma and Killian are on their way to spend the Christmas weekend at the Jones family estate. Overbearing older brothers, societal pressures and norms, separate sleeping quarters, and secrets being kept left and right could make for an interesting holiday… to say nothing of the current thorn in the nation’s side. Prohibition.
A/N: Ho, Ho, Holy cow I am actually getting the first part of your gift posted before the end of the year. It’s a belated Christmas miracle!
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year @snowbellewells! I was your Secret Santa! It has been an absolute delight to write this fic for you. I’m just sorry it isn’t entirely finished to post all in one go, but I promise the second half is will be posted soon.
I know you will get a lot of the references in this fic, but I do want to point out a few things and give some background for everyone else. I set the fic in 1920 because Marta said it was one of her favorite time periods, AND because it allowed me to work in some things we learned when we went to the Prohibition Museum in Savannah this past fall. I also named the Jones family estate in Marta’s honor, so if you are confused as to where the inspiration came from, it is entirely tied to my giftee and not to canon.
I hope everyone enjoys the fic, but especially Marta for whom I could not be more grateful. All the support you have shown over the years has meant the world to me, and I am SO GLAD we finally got to meet in person this year and will be reunited again in the next. All my love!
Also, shoutout to @cssecretsanta2020 for putting on another incredible event and thank you to those involved in running it this year! You guys are awesome. A special thanks to my bestie @kmomof4 for giving this the once over and, when necessary, cracking the whip!
Part One
The scenery from the passenger seat was picture perfect. A forest of tall, snow-covered pines flanked the road, with an occasional dot of red punctuating the green and white from a perched cardinal. Snuggling down into her fur coat, Emma Swan Nolan leaned against her man and rested her head against his shoulder.
“Staying warm enough, love?” he asked, keeping his eyes on the road to avoid obvious slick spots.
“Mmmm,” Emma hummed contentedly. Having spent her childhood in a Boston orphanage, she was accustomed to the cold. Usually she hated it. Hated the feelings and memories it brought up. But just now she didn’t mind it. It gave her an excuse to stay close to Killian during the long drive.
“Not much longer now,” he told her, his grip on the wheel just a tad too tight for a normal, leisurely drive. Of course, there was nothing normal or leisurely about their destination.
“You know I would have driven, right?” A sassy smile curled Emma’s lip as she quipped, “I am much more proficient at it than you are, after all.”
Scoffing in mocked offensive, Killian quickly shot her a disgruntled side-eye. “Are you questioning my ability to captain us safely to our destination?”
“Oh, no,” she replied. “I know you’ll get us there safely. I’m just saying, if I were driving, we would have been there by now.” Another teasing smile pulled at her lips and she mischievously glanced up at him through her lashes. “You drive like an old man.”
“Well, I am scandalously older than you, darling.”
His brows waggled down at her causing a giggle to spill from her lips.
“I wouldn’t call seven years scandalous,” she said, straightening up to readjust her coat around her. “But you are pretty old.”
“A demanding family and risky business ventures may have given me experience, but…” he paused and turned a cheeky expression her way before adding, “You cannot deny that I have retained my youthful glow.”
Emma chortled and shook her head as she resumed her position against Killian’s side, soaking in his warmth and allowing his solid presence to calm her nerves.
With each passing moment and bend in the road, they grew closer and closer to their final destination. The place they would be spending the holiday weekend, celebrating with family and friends, for the first time as an official couple.