A/N: Small Thanksgiving bit in this chapter XD I'm behind I know. Thank you LostGirl2423 for the gif below! <3 Sorry for the angst! 

𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓬𝓪𝓾𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓶𝓮 𝓸𝓷 𝓶𝔂 𝔀𝓪𝔂 𝓭𝓸𝔀𝓷
𝓟𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓮 𝓱𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝓶𝔂 𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓫𝓮𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓘 𝓭𝓻𝓸𝔀𝓷
𝓣𝓲𝓮 𝓶𝔂 𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓘 𝓫𝓾𝓻𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓽𝓸𝔀𝓷
𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓬𝓪𝓾𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓶𝓮 𝓸𝓷 𝓶𝔂 𝔀𝓪𝔂 𝓭𝓸𝔀𝓷

Blaire

It took me a few minutes to gather what Will had just said, and the gravity of the situation. Will must have been the loud thump that Killian and I heard. But how? I saw Will leave last night.
"I'm..sorry I'm confused. How exactly did you see?" I asked. "You left."
"I did, but I came back through the back." Will said.
"But why?" I asked. Will sighed.
"I'll show you." He said and took my wrist and pulled me along with him out of the supply closet and to another door that I didn't even realize was there.
"I need to come back here more often.." I mumbled.

Will opened the door and there was a set of stairs. He led me up the stairs and opened one final door that led to the loft above us. I'd never been up here personally, only Will had, and looking around, I realized why. There was a pillow and a blanket on the floor, and Will's school bag.
"Will.. are you living up here?"
"I am.." Will shrugged.
"Does Thomas know??" I asked.
"No. He doesn't and I'd like to keep it that way."
"Will.. theres no heat up here. Theres no electric!" I exclaimed.
"I know, but it's a place to sleep. My old man kicked me out, he does that sometimes but this time I aint going back so I'm making due for myself." Will shrugged.
"Will.. this you can't, you'll freeze its been so cold at nights!"
"I do fine. This isn't about me, this is about you playing tonsil hockey with our history teacher." Will said and crossed his arms.


"Well.. don't worry about that. Whatever brief fling it was is over." I mumbled.
"It shouldn't have been a thing to begin with. He's married."
"And you're secretly living in a damp and cold loft above the place we work so don't judge me Scarlet. He was leaving his wife. At least thats what he told me. I guess that was a lie to get what he wanted." I shrugged.
"You sleep with him?"
"No!" I sighed. "Just know that whatever it was, is over now. No one needs to lose their job."
"Well I wasn't going to tell anyways. Not into destroying peoples lives. I was just upset." Will said and shrugged

"Why?" I asked.
"Wouldn't you be if say you caught me kissing Mrs. Nolan?"
"My Aunt? Yeah I'd knock the snot out of you." I said.
"Okay.. wrong teacher to use.. What about Ms. Frost?"
"No I wouldn't be upset Will because its your life. If you want to kiss a teacher go for it if you find love in this fucked up world, fucking go for it because its YOUR life. Not mine. And its My life, not yours. I had a really shitty day Will and you did not make it any better with your bullshit." I sighed.
"I guess.. You're right. I don't even know why I was upset. I guess I was just worried about ya Blaire."
"Yeah well...I'm fine. As long as you're still my friend I'm fine."
"Of course I am." Will smirked. "Sorry I was a colossal ass hat, as you say." He chuckled.
"Don't freak out.. But.." I sighed and hugged him.

Will seemed to just freeze.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Trying not to make sudden movements. Don't know if this is something you do before you kill someone. You've never hugged me."
"I'm not going to Kill you. Sometimes...hugs are nice especially after the day I've had." I sighed and pulled away and looked around the room again.
"Why don't you come stay with me and the Nolans? Theres another guest room."
"Nah, I'm good up here. I'm figuring out a way to get the electric turned back on in this part so I can get heat."
"A good start would be telling O'Malley you're up here." I sighed.
"I'll think about it." Will shrugged. "You don't worry about me Nolan, you've got enough on your plate."
"You're always a part of my plate Will." I said. "Just remember that." I added as I walked back down the stairs.

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"Awww Blaire you look so pretty!" Mary Maragret beamed as I stepped out of the dressing room with a black dress with a sweetheart neckline that came up just above my knees. Nothing fancy I just had to have something formalish for the Art Showcase this evening. "Thanks... I hate it." I sighed. "Art is supposed to be about expressing yourself. I don't get why I can't wear my normal clothes." I whined.
David chuckled.
"How are you going to handle the winter formal, or prom if this is killing you?" He asked
"By staying home and watching true crime and eating my weight in pizza and hot wings" I shrugged.
"I like it. Don't have to worry about boys with you apparently." David smirked. "Or.. girls?" He asked.
"Both to answer your question but also neither. I'm off the market. Boys are idiots, and girls are catty bitches and they're both flighty. I'm cool just chilling with myself at this point." I shrugged.
"You'll find someone someday." David smiled.
"Or they'll find you." Mary-Margaret added.
"Gross." I sighed. "Anyways I think this one works so we can go as soon as I change back."

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"Hey you almost ready?" Emma asked as she came in my room.
"Yeah I was just working on something but I'm ready to go."
Emma leaned over my shoulder looking at the character sheet I was working on for one of the characters in my graphic novel.
"Who is he and why does he remind me of Will?"
"He's loosely based on Will..I guess." I shrugged. "His name is Rocky and he's Stefs companion. He's a gargoyle but he changes into a human during the day. He's her protector." I said.
"Thats actually kind of cool how you come up with all this stuff." Emma smiled.
"Thanks." I said and gave her a small smile in return. "Think I have a shot at one of those scholarships they're handing out?"
"Oh for sure!" Emma exclaimed. "I mean... you're super talented. I don't know why you hid all this time."
"I wasn't sure how long I'd be here..so I didn't want to get comfortable. But...now that I know I'm staying. Its easier." I shrugged.
"I'm glad you're staying...if it means anything. I've always wanted a sister but I guess Cousin the same age is good too." Emma smirked.

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The art showcase so far had been a little anxiety inducing. I had to spend a lot of time talking to people about my inspirations, and the general plot to the story of my art. It didn't help that one of the people I had to talk to was Killian's wife, Milah. Who was the demon in my story. Thankfully she didn't seem to pick up on that but once I saw her here, I didn't expect I'd be walking away with many awards this evening.

"Interesting story here."
I froze in place at Killian's voice. I hadn't much thought about him, I was trying to push all of that away. I only saw him in a school setting for the last couple of weeks but now he was here, and I felt that familiar sense of panic bubbling under my chest. I turned and looked at him.
"Milah asked me to be here..." He said and scratched behind his ear, answering the question my eyes held. He had gotten to a point where he could read me like his favorite book and I didn't know how to feel about that anymore.
"This Kieran guy.. In the story, I like him." He winked.
Can you fucking not...
"Thanks." was all I said before turning away from him.
"I'm sorry Blaire for how I've treated you, theres just a lot going on that you don't understand."
"I don't really care anymore. You made your choice." I said. "Please go."
"Go where?" Killian asked.
"Frankly I don't care, just not here." I said throwing his hurtful words right back in his face.
Killian sighed and walked away from me.

I sat down with David, Mary-Margaret and Emma while waiting for the awards to be given out.
"You nervous?" David asked.
"Yeah." I nodded.
"Don't be. You got this in the bag." David smiled and put his arm around my shaking shoulders.

There were the smaller cash prize awards that I wasn't interested in but I won one anyways but when the scholarships were being called out, I felt I was going to have a panic attack. This was what I wanted, I would never be able to afford school, especially not a school for art. One by one the scholarships were called, they saved the biggest for last. A completely paid in full tuition to the New York Institute of Art and Design. Milah was announcing this one, so I knew I didn't stand a chance. My shoulders sank and I sighed as she began to speak.

"Our biggest award of the night, goes to a student who awed us all this evening with her talent and passion for art. Join us in Congratulating, Storybrooke High senior, Blaire Nolan who has just won a full ride scholarship to The New York Institute of Art and Design." Milah smiled.

The auditorium erupted in applause.
"Blaire! You did it!" David exclaimed.
"I.. did it. I.. what?" I laughed as I stood up. David hugged me.
"Go on!" He chuckled. I made my way to the stage to accept my award. Milah handed me the certificate and shook my hand leaning in.
"This changes nothing between us." She whispered. "Now turn and smile at the camera." She added we turned and smiled at the flashing cameras. I looked over at Thomas, Will, Jacob, and Lizard all standing at the entrance clapping and felt my eyes well up. They closed up the place to come here and support me. I looked to the stands at David and Mary-Margaret tearing up and cheering for me and I felt the waterfall of tears pouring from my eyes. This was what I've always wanted. People in my corner, win or lose.
"Thank you." I said to Milah before walking off the stage and running towards Will and Thomas.
"Way to go Blaire!" Thomas grinned and opened his arms for me as David, Mary Margaret and Emma made their way over.
"I closed the place down so we could all go back and celebrate." Thomas said.
"How did you know I'd win?"
"Just a feeling." Will smirked. "Congrats Nancy Drew."
"Thanks Scarlet." I smirked and punched his shoulder.

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Thanksgiving

David and Mary-Margaret had been in the kitchen the majority of the day cooking. It smelled amazing. I could only remember ever having one fully cooked Thanksgiving dinner and that was when we went to my friend Kassidys house before her mom passed. I was 10...I think. Emma and I were tasked with setting the table which we had finished so Emma was helping in the kitchen and I had volunteered myself as a taste tester.

"If you keep tasting everything you're going to spoil your appetite." David chuckled.
"I can't help it it all smells so good!" I said. "Mom always worked so Dad and I just got chinese food most of the time."
"Well does it taste as good as it smells?" David asked.
"Yes. Yes it does Dave." I said.
"Did you invite Will like you said you wanted to?" David asked.
"I did, he politely declined." I frowned. That wasn't stopping me from bringing a plate to him later. Part of me wanted to tell David he was living in the loft at O'Malleys but I knew that would upset Will, but it would also end my worry about him freezing to death up there.
"Thats okay. Theres always Christmas." David said.
"Yeah." I smiled and nodded.

"Have you warned her about George, Dad?" Emma asked.
"Who's George?" I asked. David sighed.
"He's mine and your Dad's stepfather." He said. "He's kind of cold, and...you just have to take things he says with a grain of salt, nothing is good enough for him. You'll love your grandmother though." David smiled. "She's excited to finally meet you."
"Oh.. Okay. Well I'm excited to meet her too. I haven't met any of my grandparents; neither of my parents ever talked about their parents." I shrugged and picked up another cookie.
"You already tasted those." David said and raised an eyebrow.
"Shhh.." I put my finger up to my lips and walked away taking a bite of the cookie.

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I could easily see why David told me to take everything George said with a grain of salt. He seemed to be a no bullshit type of guy, so I kept myself quiet. I didn't want to start anything with a snarky comment. Ruth, my grandmother was exactly what I'd always hoped for in a grandparent and meeting her was very emotional. I couldn't help but be pissed off at my father for keeping this side of my family from me for so long.
"So, Blaire, what do you do?" George asked. It was the first time he'd spoken directly to me all evening.
"Umm.."
"Great start." George said.
"George be nice!" Ruth scolded him.
"I do art." I said "I actually just got a full ride scholarship to The New York Institute of art and design." I added.
"Well at least unlike your father you are doing something with your life."
"My Dad did things with his life.." I shrugged. Emma kicked me from under the table and I shot her a glare.
"And where did those things get him?" George asked.
I swallowed thickly and didn't answer. David just gave me a reassuring smile.
"I'm just glad you finally ended up here, where you were supposed to be." George said.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"George.." David sighed

"I mean, Your father tried to give you to David and Mary-Margaret. The adoption was almost finalized but your mother took you away and threatened James that he'd never see you so he agreed to go along with your mothers demands."
I looked at David for confirmation. The look on his face said it all. It was true.
"Excuse me.." I said and stood from the table.
"Blaire, Honey just sit down and we can talk about it." David said.
"Not right now." I said with tears in my eyes as I walked away from the table. I went to the living room and grabbed my coat before opening the door and walking outside.

I paced on the porch for a few minutes before I pulled ot my phone and texted the one person who came to mind first. Killian.

Me:
I know it's Thanksgiving and you're probably busy with family but I am not okay right now and I just need to talk to you if you can meet me somewhere..

I sat down on the porch swing waiting and about 5 minutes later I got a reply.

KJ:
Can you meet me at the school?

Me:
Yes.

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I waited for just a bit in the school parking lot before Killian pulled up. He rolled down the passenger side window.
"Get in, its freezing." He said.
"What no, hey kid want some candy?" I asked.
Killian raised his eyebrow and unlocked the passenger side door.
"Tough crowd." I mumbled and got in the car. Killian drove around behind the school where we wouldn't be seen.

"What happened?" He asked.
"My grandfather... well step grandfather." I sighed. "He basically revealed my dad tried to have my uncle adopt me. He...didn't want me." I shrugged. "Makes a lot of sense now." I sniffled.
"Blaire.." Killian sighed. "I'm sorry. Thats bloody awful and on Thanksgiving too."
"Yeah.. such is my life." I said. "How is your Thanksgiving going?"
"Milah's parents are over. I should be thanking you for the dashing rescue but that doesn't seem...right."
"Does anything about us ever seem right Killian?" I asked.
"Honestly? Yes..well it did." Killian sighed.
"What happened Killian? Just tell me the truth." I said.
"Milah is Pregnant Blaire." Killian said. "I can't leave my child and if I leave her, I know she will take the baby from me. I can't do that. Not like my father did to me." Killian said. The pain in his voice was heart breaking. I couldn't let him do this to himself over a baby that likely wasn't his. But could I tell him this? On Thanksgiving?
"I need a moment." I said and got out of the car taking a deep breath.

Killian got out of the car.
"Blaire whats wrong? I know I told you I was leaving her and I'm sorry I didn't expect her to be well..expecting."
"Its not that.." I sighed and turned to him.
"Then what?" Killian asked.
"What if the baby isn't yours?" I asked.
Killian raised an eyebrow. "What if... my wifes baby ISN'T Mine?" He asked.
"Oh Come on Killian.." I sighed "Don't make me spell it out."
"What are you talking about Blaire?" Killian asked.
"Your wife is cheating Killian." I said. "I should have told you ages ago but I just couldn't."
"How would you even know Blaire?" Killian asked. I could feel him getting angry.
"My first night in town I met Milah in the bathroom at Granny's talking to some dude named Jack saying she didn't want her husband to know." I said.

Killian scoffed.
"I need more than that, I mean for fucks sake Blaire this is my marriage you're talking about!" He shouted.
"I know Killian!" I shouted back, getting angry now. "Its part of the reason I didn't want to tell you! You want more? Fine! That night in the rabbit hole Milah was there with I'm guessing Jack, oh but wait you texted me and thought she was working. Is it adding up for you yet?"
"Why the fuck didn't you tell me Blaire?!" Killian demanded. "Why wait until it was convenient for you?"
"Convenient for me? I waited so long because that night in the Rabbit Hole, Milah threatened me. She knew I was one of your students and she told me if I told you she knew people who could make bad things happen to me! I mean fuck I could lose my scholarship now because I'm telling you! Or worse? One of her goons she sent out the door after me that night to scare me could actually try and kill me this time!" I said.
"I would have never let that happen Blaire if you just told me!" Killian said. His eyes were welling up now.
"Killian I'm sorry." I said and stepped forward. Killian stepped back and put his hand out.
"No. Just.. No Blaire. You should have told me sooner than this. You KNEW and you kept it from me!" Killian shouted.
"Killian! I had reasons for not telling you. I just told you she threatened me. I didn't want this to happen either."
"It wouldn't have had you told me the second you found her in the Rabbit Hole! But its too late now."
"Killian please don't." I said stepping forward.
"Stay away from me Blaire." Killian said and got into his car.
"Killian!" I shouted as he sped away. "Fuck!" I screamed and kicked a rock across the parking lot. This was exactly what I was trying to avoid. Now he was hurt, and I was hurt and everything was fucked up.

I started walking, but I didn't want to go back home yet so I went to O'Malleys. I dug my key ring out of my pocket that had my house key, and my key to O'Malleys on it and unlocked the door and walked in. I went to the kitchen and up the stairs to Will's loft and knocked on the door until he opened it and then I threw myself at him sobbing.
"I fucked up." I cried. Will put his arms around me hugging me close letting me cry on him.

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Killian

When I returned home, Milah's parents had left.
"Killian where were you?? You said you went out to get something you left at the school but you've been gone for hours!" Milah nagged.
"Hows it feel?" I practically snarled. "I say I'm going somewhere briefly and then I'm gone for hours How does it fucking feel Milah?" I asked.
"Killian.. What the bloody hell are you on about?"
"Have you been cheating on me Milah?" I demanded.
"I.. Killian.."
"Answer me." I said.
"Who told you?" Milah asked and looked down.
"That doesn't matter."
"It was her wasn't it?" Milah asked. "That little bitch. What was she even doing at the school?"
"She asked to meet me because she had something important to talk about, apparently she couldn't handle keeping it a secret anymore not even with you threatening her. You threatened one of my fucking students Milah are you insane? Not only that her uncle is the bloody sheriff and I hope to hell she tells him too."
"Killian calm down." Milah sighed. "Our marriage was ending you know it was."
"Because I was the only one holding onto the strings! I was the only one trying to save it! Is that baby mine?" I asked.
"Killian.." Milah sighed again.
"Is. The. Baby. Mine?" I asked again.
"No." Milah said.
"I want you out. Until I get my things and can move out, I want you out. Go stay with your parents or hell whoever Jack is."
"Killian please." Milah said.
"Get the fuck out Milah!" I shouted.
"Fine!" Milah shouted back.
"And one more thing. If anything happens to Blaire Nolan because of this...I'll make sure you get locked up." I promised.

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Blaire

By the time I got home it was dark. David sighed in relief and stood up from the couch to hug me.
"I'm so glad you're home."
"Where is George?" I asked.
"I told him it was best if they stayed in a hotel. What he said was out of line... and I'm sorry Blaire."
"But it was the truth." I said.
"It was." David sighed. "I should have told you.."
"Its fine. You never know how someone is going to react to the truth.." I shrugged. "Did you try to get me back?"
"We fought like hell to get you back here Blaire. We wanted you, we always wanted you. We never stopped trying and I always knew you'd end up back with us, I hate how it happened but I knew it would."
I sighed and sat down.
"I'm sorry this is just a lot."
"I know Blaire, but I want you to know your room... it was never a guest room. It was always your room. This has always been your home before you even knew about it and We couldn't be more happy to finally have you where you belong."
"I've cried enough for one day Dave. Stop." I chuckled and wiped tears from my eyes.
"Come here sweetheart." David said and opened his arms. I stood up and ran to his arms, crying for the third time tonight.
"Welcome home Blaire." David said.

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Killian

It was going to take me ages to pack up all of my things but I would do it. It had already been two days and it was only half done. I felt terrible for screaming at Blaire like that now but I wasn't sure she'd ever forgive me for that. The doorbell rang and I sighed and went to the door and opened it.
"Will?" I asked looking at Will Scarlet standing their with a pizza in his arms. "I didn't order that." I said.
"I know." Will said and set the pizza down.
"Then what are you doing he-" I couldn't finish my sentence before Will reared back and punched me right in the jaw.
"Bloody fuck..What the hell was that for?" I demanded rotating my jaw.
"It was for Blaire and if you ever.. And I mean EVER make her bloody cry like that again I'll do a lot worse than that mate." Will said.
"So she told you?" I asked.
"No. I found out on my own when I saw you two kissing at O'Malleys. You hurt her Jones... bad. All she did was tell you the truth and you made her feel awful for it. Now I'm not going to say anything about you two to anyone so don't be thinking that, but she cares an awful lot for you for some unknown reason."
I know.." I sighed. "I feel terrible."
"So bloody fix it then!" Will said and walked away leaving the pizza. I sighed and picked up the pizza and opened it there was a message on the inside of the box.

"Pepperoni because I know you like it and Pizza makes breakups a little better.. Sorry I ruined your life
-B"

I sighed heavily and sat down on my couch with the pizza. How the bloody hell was I supposed to fix this?