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Two weeks after they get back together, Emma is walking down the hall toward her apartment while she fingers the ring around her neck. Killian hasn’t answered any of her calls since the morning and when she stopped by the bar, Barry told her he called off.

Panic set in after she heard that information.

Why hasn’t he answered any of her calls? Why did he call out of work? Her head is telling her to go into her apartment and let it go. It probably wasn’t serious… but then she hears a voice in her head… his voice.

“Talk to me, Emma. That’s all you have to do.”

She lets out a sigh and walks over to his door instead of going through her own and knocks.

“Killian?”

When she doesn’t hear any movement, her hand goes back to the ring around her neck again.

“A symbol to show you that I won’t leave, because I love you.”

She takes a deep breath and tries the doorknob, happy but also surprised to find it unlocked. She reminds herself to yell at him later for leaving it that way. When she walks in, she sees his jacket is hanging up on the hook by the door and his wallet, keys, and cell phone are on the counter in the kitchen.

Well that explains why he didn’t answer any of my calls.

“Killian?”

There’s a groan from the bedroom and she instantly puts her hand to the gun on her hip. Keeping her senses on high alert, she walks slowly to the room, but just before she pushes the door open, there’s a cough. Scrunching her face together, she goes in.

“Oh, baby!” she gasps out as she rushes over.

Killian is lying on his bed, covers wrapped around his shoulders, looking like death. She kneels on the floor next to him and runs her hand over his forehead, flinching at how clammy and warm his skin feels.

His eyes flutter open as he lifts his head. “Swan, is that you, love?”

Her lips tug up into a smile. “It’s me. What wrong?”

Letting out another groan, he closes his eyes and drops his head back down onto the bed. “I’m bloody dying.”

“I don’t think it’s that serious,” she snorts as she wipes his hair away from his forehead. “Did you eat something?”

He shakes his head and nuzzles his face into her palm.

“Wasn’t feeling too well this morning after you left, I went for a run and then it all hit me. The gods must have sent you to come save me.”

Her eyes roll at her over dramatic boyfriend but the smile stays on her face.

“What’s bothering you?”

“Everything,” he groans. “Bloody sore throat, can’t breathe, my head feels like it’s about to explode, and my entire body aches, but not in the good way. Swan, help!”

She bites back her giggle at his whining and rubs her thumb across his scruff.

“I think you have the flu, babe. I told you to stay away from Larry yesterday.”

He lets out another groan and wraps himself tighter into his blankets, but when she stands, his hand shoots out to grab her wrist.

“Will you take care of me?”

She kneels back down with a chuckle and covers his hand with her own.

“I will. But I have to go get you some medicine, and I have to make sure Henry is okay.” He attempts to sit up and she has to put her hands on his shoulders to stop him. “What are you doing? You need to stay in bed and get your rest.”

“I want to stay with you, let’s go to your flat, I don’t want to be here, it’s bloody freezing.”

“It’s cold because you have a fever,” she explains as she sits on the edge of the bed.

He lets out another groan and moves to rest his head on her lap. “But I don’t want to spend the night away from you.”

Her hand runs through his hair as he snuggles closer to her.

“How about Henry and I stay here tonight?” He cracks an eye open and looks up at her. “This way you don’t have to move and I can take care of you.”

His lips twitch. “I love you.”

Her cheeks heat up and her heart starts to race. Every time he says that, it’s like it’s the first time and she can hardly believe how lucky she is to have found him. She leans down and places a kiss on his warm forehead.

“I love you, too.”


Emma pushes her way through the crowd of people, she didn’t plan on coming to the bar, but Killian is working and since Henry decided to spend the night with his friends, she decided to surprise him by keeping him company instead of sitting home by herself.

It’s been two months since they got back together and things have gone right back to normal, except now they are even more deliriously happy and not afraid to show it. Like, ridiculously happy, sometimes she even thinks they are like a cheesy made for TV movie couple, but she loves it.

Because she loves him.

When she gets eventually gets to the bar, a huff of annoyance passes her lips and she brushes her hair over her shoulder. Someone close by really needs to remember that it’s summer and they should be wearing deodorant.

“Hey there, gorgeous,” Emma looks up to see Tanya smiling at her as she fills a cup of beer. “I didn’t know you were coming in tonight.”

She quickly snatches up a free stool when a drunk customer vacates and places her clutch on the bar.

“I wasn’t, but Henry is staying out so I figured I’d surprise Killian.”

Tanya hands the drinks off to her customers with a smile and turns back to her with a pout.

“Oh, poo. I thought you were coming to see me.”

Emma chuckles and shakes her head. Every time she comes into the bar when Tanya is working, she always flirts with her, mostly because it drives Killian nuts. Though, most men might be thrilled to see a good looking girl flirting with their girlfriend, her boyfriend is the complete opposite. His possessiveness goes into overdrive and he often growls at Tanya to leave her alone.

She’s about to open her mouth when someone yells for an order. Tanya rolls her eyes and moves down the bar, it’s then Emma realizes she’s working by herself.

“Hey!” she calls out to her. “Why are you by yourself?”

Tanya turns to grab a liquor bottle off the shelf as she answers, “Barry is sick and Killian is out back handling the shipment that should have been here this morning.”

Emma presses her lips together as more customers start to yell. Her eyes scan the crowd, there are so many people, Tanya is good, she’s seen her handle a crowd before, but this is a lot. Without giving it much thought, she hops up onto the bar and swings her legs around until she lands on the ground.

“What can I get you?” she asks one of the patrons.

Tanya smirks as she walks behind her. “Killian isn’t going to like this.”

Emma nods at the customer and moves to grab a bottle, she’s not the best, but she did spend a summer waitressing at a sports bar when Henry was three so she knows the basics.

“Killian will just have to deal with it.”

Tanya barks out a laugh before she turns to help another customer. She’s behind the bar helping for a half an hour before Killian finally comes back.

“Sorry, lass. The driver was a bloody—” He stops when he almost walks right into Emma and his face lights up. “Emma?! What are you doing here?”

She bites her lip as she places two cups of beer on the bar before she turns to him.

“Henry is staying out tonight so I thought I’d surprise you.”

He kisses her and her insides melt, but when he pulls back, his brow goes together as he looks around. “What are you doing behind the bar?”

“She’s helping me!” Tanya calls out from the other side of the bar. “Make sure you pay her real nice tonight, Killian, if you don’t, I will.”

There are a few cat calls from some men and Killian growls. “Stay away from my lady, Tanya!”

Both girls chuckle before Emma turns to help another customer. Killian tries to protest but when someone starts to get loud with Tanya, he has to move down to the bar to talk to them. Another fifteen minutes goes by before he’s able to talk to her again.

“Emma, though I’m bloody elated to see you, you don’t have to do this. It’s my job, not yours.”

Wiping her hands on a towel, she gives him a little smirk. “What’s the matter, afraid you’ll lose tips because your girlfriend is working with you?”

Rolling his eyes, he wraps his arms around her waist and moves her until the edge of the bar hits the middle of her back.

“More worried about all the tips that my girlfriend will receive from the wankers trying to seduce her.”

Emma snorts and slaps his chest before he leans down to give her a kiss.

“Hey, love birds!” Tanya calls out. “I could use some help here!”

“Don’t be jealous!” Emma hollers back.

Tanya turns to blow her a kiss and Killian groans. “Don’t bloody encourage her.”

She laughs at her boyfriend and they move back to the bar. It’s amazing how even at something like working a bar, they are so in sync, it’s allowing her to have more fun than she probably should. It also helps that he lets her know in his own little way how much he loves her being there, whenever he walks behind her, he always brushes his hand on the small of her back, or when she’s pouring a beer from the tap, he’ll lean in and give her a kiss on the cheek.

Emma smiles at the customer who leaves a tip and places it in the tip bucket before she turns back to see a group of girls pointing to Killian and licking their lips. She rolls her eyes and walks over to them.

“What can I get you girls?”

The dirty blonde with big boobs giggles. “It’s okay, we’re waiting for the hot guy.”

Her eyebrows move up and she lets out a dry chuckle. “Well, he’s a little busy and I’m here, so what will you have?”

“Him in my bed!” A brunette slurs out while her girlfriends giggle.

Her jaw clenches and she has to force herself not to punch the girl, so she crosses her arms over her chest.

“Hey Killian,” she calls out over her shoulder. “Will you come here for a second?”

All of their eyes light up as her boyfriend walks up.

“Hey, beautiful,” he greets with a kiss to her temple, he really never disappoints. “Everything alright?”

She’s having troubling containing her smug grin as the group of girls go pale and look at her in worry.

“These girls here want you to take their orders.” His eyebrow arches before he turns to them. “Enjoy.”

She gives him a smirk and pats his stomach before walking away. Tanya snorts, shakes her head, and holds her hand up for a high five. Emma smacks it before they both turn back to help another group of people.

It’s an hour before closing when she realizes Killian’s mood has dampened extremely and she thinks she knows why. Throughout the night, they’ve both had to deal with watching drunk customers flirt with one another. It hasn’t been easy, but they both understand that it comes with the territory, and if you asked her, she would say they handled it pretty well.

But the last customer that flirted with her, she could tell that was it for him. The guy, whose name was Mike, started out innocent enough, asking her how her night was and being awfully friendly, she could feel Killian’s eyes on them the entire time. The second time Mike came up, he was slightly buzzed by then, but Killian still didn’t say anything. The third time, Mike was clearly drunk and she didn’t mind it when Killian moved to take his order instead.

Mike tried to refuse his service, saying he was waiting for her when Killian just about snapped. They argued until he kicked Mike out, leaving him in a sour mood ever since. She tried talking to him but he told her he was fine and went back to work. He stalked off to the office fifteen minutes’ prior and has been back there ever since.

Emma lets out a sigh and places the glasses she was cleaning back in their places.

“Go talk to him,” Tanya says with a bump of her elbow. “It’s slowed down enough that I can handle this on my own.”

With a smile of gratitude, she walks back to the office. When she enters, she sees Killian sitting at the chair behind the desk pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Are you okay?”

His body goes tense before he runs his hand through his hair and looks up at her. “Fine, Swan.”

He stands and turns his back to her, pretending to look for something in the filing cabinet. Before, she would have just walked out, let him get his feelings in check and let him calm his nerves before she spoke to him, but she knows the pressure he puts on himself, the self-loathing, and she also knows what it’s like to not have him. So even though she doesn’t, well, tries not to think he’s going leave after a small argument, she puts effort into trying to make him feel better.

Emma walks up to him and wraps her arms around his waist. His back goes tense before he lets out a sigh, finally relaxing, and places his hand on her wrist, rubbing it softly with his thumb.

After a few moments he mumbles, “Perhaps I’m not okay with seeing a man flirt with you.”

Her lips twitch into a smile before she turns her head and kisses the middle of his back.

“I’m sorry,” her voice muffled by his back. “Maybe I shouldn’t have helped.”

He turns and wraps his arms around her. “No, Emma. What you did tonight… you were bloody fantastic. I can’t thank you enough for it. But, also, it opened my eyes to why you might not come down here that often.”

She snuggles her head into his chest and smiles. It’s true, she rarely comes down to the bar because seeing the girls flirt with him is a little too much for her, though she trusts him and doesn’t think he’ll do anything behind her back, she can’t stand it.

She can only imagine how it is for him.

“Well, like you told me… they don’t matter.”

He gives her a half smile that doesn’t reach his eyes and kisses her nose. “Aye, you’re right.”

Letting out a sigh, she moves her hands up to the middle of his back and spreads her fingers out.

Pushing herself up onto her toes, she brushes her nose against his and speaks softly, “Hey.” She waits until his eyes connect with hers. “I love you.”

He blinks a couple of times and looks at her in complete shock causing her brow goes together in confusion

“What?”

Shaking his head with a small smile and chuckling, “It’s just usually I’m the one that has to say that first.”

Her lips form into a smirk and she rubs her nose against his again. “Yeah, well…”

Voice husky and deep, he stares at her lips. “I love you, too.”

Later that night, he shows her exactly how much.


Emma lays back on the sand with a smile and lets the sun bathe over her. If someone would have told her a year ago this would be her life now, she would have laughed in their face. When Henry and her moved, it was to get a new start.

But then they met Killian Jones and her life was turned upside down. Now she can’t picture her life without him. It’s hard to believe three months prior, she let her fears take over and ended things with him, because now they are constantly together and never spent a night away from each other. She even gave him an extra key to her apartment, so when he works, he can let himself in. Those nights, she’ll wake up to him crawling into bed and pulling her into his arms.

Things aren’t always sunshine and roses, though. They argue and fight, but it never ends in a breakup and one of them always ends up apologizing not long after because they can’t stand not talking to each other.

Their worst fight happened when Emma had to go on a fake date to catch a perp. Killian tried to forbid her from going, he hollered that his girlfriend wasn’t going out on a date with another man even if it was a fake one. There was yelling and screaming and she yelled, “If you don’t like it, why don’t you just leave, then?! We both know it’s going to happen anyway!”

Before he could even respond, she ran into her bedroom and slammed the door shut. She paced back and forth until her anger finally melted away and guilt replaced it. She didn’t know why she said what she said, he had spent a lot of time proving to her that he wasn’t going to leave and with her words, she basically told him that she didn’t believe him.

A couple hours after their fight, she finally found the courage to leave the bedroom as her fingers fiddled with his brother’s ring on the end of the chain he gave her. Her cell phone was out in the dining room and she planned on calling and begging him to come back so that they could talk. To her complete and utter surprise, she walked out to find him sitting at her dining room table, bottle of rum and a half filled glass in front of him.

Again, he didn’t leave, he stayed.

As soon as he looked up at her, she let out a harsh breath and started to instantly apologize. He jumped up from his seat, rushed over to cut her off with a kiss.

That night they came to an understanding, whenever she had to do a fake date to get a perp, which wasn’t often, he would tag along. He would stand back in the crowd and blend in, only interfering if necessary. Most of the time, he wasn’t needed. The perp was easily detained and they celebrated with a few drinks before heading back to her apartment.

But there were a couple times he did have to step in.

There was the time the perp ran, he put his leg out and tripped him before the perp could get out the door, and there was the time a perp grabbed her arm to yank her across the table, Killian had him on the ground with his arms behind his back before anyone knew what actually happened. She had to beg the officer not to arrest him after he broke the perps nose when he called her a disgusting name.

But with each hard time, they worked through them.

Emma didn’t open up right away, six months together, she still struggles with her ability to talk to him about some things, but he always understands, always talks her down from her freak outs or panic attacks... he’s just always there.

She hates herself for still expecting him to leave, but she can’t help it, she still has the fear that sometimes he’s just not going to show back up. Those times, she squeezes the ring around her neck so tight, it makes indents in her palm. Of course he always knows when she’s feeling that way, even if she doesn’t say it, he knows. So he smothers her with affection until she’s laughing so hard and begging him to go out with Henry so she can get a moment's peace.

The biggest step so far for her is allowing him to be more in Henry’s life. On the mornings she has work, Killian drops Henry off at school and when he has off from the bar, he’s always there to pick Henry up. She even added him as a emergency contact at Henry’s school in case they can’t get a hold of her.

They were their own little family and she couldn’t be happier.

“Mom!”

Emma sits up on her elbows and lifts her hand to block the sun, smiling when she sees Henry and Killian in the ocean. Her son is on top of Killian’s shoulders and he’s waving at her. She waves and laughs when they fall into the water.

Tomorrow is their six-month anniversary, neither one of them had been actually aware of it until Henry brought it up. She’s never celebrated an anniversary before and she knew Killian wasn’t big on them because of what happened with Milah years before. But her son was so excited, they decided to take him to the beach for the weekend so that he could have fun.

She could tell it made Killian uncomfortable every time Henry used the word anniversary, so she decided to take him aside and explain it to him. Her son felt bad and wanted to apologize, but she told him it was best if he just let it go. Apparently, he told Henry who Milah was a long while ago after he saw his tattoo but didn’t elaborate.

When she was done explaining it to him, Henry hissed, “But what about our present?”

Biting her lip, she thinks about the little box in her bag back at the hotel. Killian’s apartment has become more or less unnecessary, more and more of his clothes found their way over to her place and he even had his own section in the closet. Whenever he needed something, he would always go over to get it and bring it back to her place.

Her son, the loveable boy that he is, was the one that suggested Killian move in with them. At first she just stared at him in shock before she shook her head.

“You think Killian is worthy of joining our little family?”

Henry snorted. “He already is a part of our family, you guys just haven’t made it official yet. I can tell he wants us to be his home, he just won’t say anything because he doesn’t want to freak you out. I think he should. I mean, it would be nice to have something close to a dad…”

A sad smile formed on her face at that, because even though she knew her son loved her, there was still a part of him that wanted a father, and though she never expected Killian to play father to her son, she knew he loved Henry as if he were his own, and even though they never talked about, something inside of her told her that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him, so there was no sense in worrying about asking him to move in with them. The next day, she took her own key and put it in a black box with a bow.

She’s going to ask him when they go out to dinner before they take Henry to the boardwalk later.

Emma stands up from her towel and walks closer to the water when she sees them start to walk back to the beach.

“Everything okay, kid?”

“Mom, the water is so nice. You should really come in!”

She shakes her head and places her hand on her stomach. “I just ate lunch… I have to wait a little.”

Killian smirks and wraps his stunted arm around Henry’s shoulders. “I think your mother is just making excuses so she doesn’t have to go into the water.”

She presses her lips together and tries not to stare at him. His hair is stuck to his head and his lean, toned body drips with ocean water. His black bathing shorts left little to the imagination and she has to remind herself that they can’t do anything until the weekend was over.

Henry giggles and nods, agreeing with him.

“I’m not making excuses!”

She sees them exchange a look and her instincts go on high alert. Those two are always conspiring against her, just last week when they went for a walk through Central Park, they hid behind a tree when she got a phone call from work and jumped out to scare her. She screamed so loud Kate went frantic on the other line and asked over and over if she was okay while they both laughed until tears were coming out of their eyes.

Henry shakes his head. “I’m going to get a drink.”

They both stand there and watch him run back to their spot for a bottle of water before Killian takes a step to her. Goosebumps go over her skin as his wet hand touches her waist.

“Have I told you how much I love this swim wear, love?”

She giggles and bites her lip. “Too bad you can’t do anything about it.”

Wiggling his eyebrows at her, he licks his bottom lip before he turns his head.

“I can do something about all the men staring at you,” his eyes scan the beach. “That one bloke is about to get a good stomping.”

She reaches up to play with the charms on his necklace and bites her lip. He was always so busy finding men looking at her, he never seemed to notice the girls that looked his way. When they first arrived at the beach, as soon as he took his shirt off, all the females heads turned.

She isn’t usually the jealous type, she knows he loves her, but before he went out into the water with Henry, she made sure to pull him down and stake her claim. When they pulled apart, he gave her a smirk with a raised eyebrow because he knew her reasoning behind it but didn’t comment.

He opens his mouth to say something else, his eyes still glaring at the men around them, when she tugs his necklace and says, “I love you.”

Turning back to her, his face softens before he leans in and gives her a light kiss. “I love you, too, beautiful.”

“Hm,” she hums against his lips. “But you’re still not getting me in the water.”

A smirk forms on his face before she steps back with her eyes wide.

“No.” His arms shoot out to grab her and she takes off. “No! Killian!”

She runs down the beach giggling while he laughs behind her. His fingers ghost over her but she manages to slap him away. He eventually catches up and she lets out a squeal as he wraps his left arm around her waist.

“Killian, don’t you dare!”

His laughter is loud in her ears as he hooks his right arm under her legs and picks her up bridal style.

Henry runs up to them with a big smile on his face, “Do it! Put her in the water!”

“Henry!” she cries out in shock and he just giggles as he jumps up and down.

Her protests go unheard while Killian walks her out to the water, as soon as it touches her skin, she lets out a hiss, lifting herself higher and clutches his shoulders tightly.

“You’re both in big trouble!”

They both laugh, obviously not caring for her minor threat.

“Shall we dunk the Lady Swan, lad?”

Opening her mouth to yell at him, Henry cuts her off with an excited, “Yes!”

Before she can protest, he pulls them both down under the water. When she finally comes back to the surface, Henry is giggling so hard he has to hold onto his stomach while Killian laughs. She tries to glare at him, but she can’t seem to because of how gorgeous he looks as he shakes his head to get his hair out of his face, it’s getting a little longer and keeps falling over his eyes.

Instead of saying anything, she splashes them both with shake of her head. They spend the next half an hour in the water, swimming and jumping waves, at one point, Killian carries Henry on his back and Emma on his front when a real big waves comes in.

She can’t remember the last time they had such an amazing vacation.

Eventually, Killian looks up at the sky and suggests they head back to the hotel. He is always able to tell what time of the day it was by just looking at the sun and it amazes her.

“Wait!” Henry cries out as they run back to their blanket. “I want to take pictures!”

“Make sure you dry yourself first, lad,” Killian tells him.

The three of them dry off quickly before Henry grabs the camera Killian bought him for his birthday last month. She rolls her eyes with a smile as she packs up their belongings while Henry snaps pictures.

“Mom! Come here!”

She wants to argue, but she can tell by the look in their eyes that it would be a futile attempt. So with a big smile, she stands next to her boyfriend for her son to take a picture, before he jumps in and takes one of all three of them.

She’s helping Killian put his brace for his prosthetic on when she hears him ask, “What’s that?”

Her eyes go wide when she sees him motion to the little black box Henry pulls out of his book bag. She shoots a look over at her son who blushes.

“I didn’t want it to get lost,” he says with a shrug.

She presses her lips together. He’s lying, he’s wanted to give it to Killian ever since she told him what she did, it took a lot of talking down for him to wait until the weekend.

Killian looks at her in confusion before she lets out a sigh and motions to Henry. “Ask him.”

Henry giggles before he starts to move back and forth on his feet, “It’s a present for you!”

She tries to keep her eyes down, a little bit of her insecurities leaking through, but when Henry hands the box to Killian, she looks up.

He’s giving her a little smile with a raised eyebrow. “Present for me?”

She shrugs with a little nod before he opens the box. When he sees the key, his brow goes together.

“What—”

Not being able to control his excitement any longer, Henry jumps up and down as he cries out, “We want you to move in with us!”

Killian stares at the key in silence and she starts to panic.

It’s too soon, he just doesn’t want to say anything in front of Henry.

“Hey, you don’t have—”

Her words are cut off by Killian pressing his lips against hers firmly. Gasping, she wants nothing more than to melt against him, but when she hears her son’s giggle, she puts her hand on his chest to push him off.

“Easy tiger, we got company.” He pulls away and the smile on his face is dazzling. “Is that a yes?”

As he chuckles, he puts his arm around Henry’s shoulders, pulling the boy to him, then does the same with her. “Nothing would make me happier.”

They both laugh as Henry cheers while they all hug each other and when they go back to New York, Killian moves in.