Funny How Fast Life Changes

Finale Part 2

Killian was about hours away from coming home...err..the office. He had texted Emma that he would arrive at the office. He had spent the last two weeks in New York City for the exhibition of his drawings. Late at night he'd text Emma and tell about his day while asking about his. Once or twice Emma found herself waiting up until she had received his goodnight text. She was glad he was coming back. She have gotten so used to his smiles, jokes and randomness. 

Emma went out to Killian's favorite little shop in town and bought his usual order of grilled cheese onion rings and an iced tea. The minutes seem to pass by slowly so Emma took her USB and walked out the office. She needed to get her mind off things.

There was a soft small knock at the door of the small room. Emma had been on here running some evidence into the machine.

"I have a new case for a miss Emma Swan."

At the sound of his voice she smiled and faced him. He was leaning against the door with a smirk.

"Killian!" She said reaching her hands out.

He did the same and welcomed her into his arms. "Hey, Emma. How are you?"

"I'm great! You gotta tell me everything about New York and your drawings. She snatched up the brown bag from her desk.

"Even got you your favorite lunch."

Killian grinned. "Why thank you, love. Might I suggest we have lunch at your place?"

Emma raised an eyebrow. "My place? Why?"

Killian leaned in close and spoke in a low voice. "I like ambience better. Eating in this place would be much too daft."

Emma rolled at eyes at the personality she had missed for two weeks.

"Fine. My place it is." She grabbed her red jacket and Killian followed behind.

Emma unlocked the door. Throughout the whole drive here Killian had kept tapping his foot and fidgeting with his fingers. This made Emma a little nervous. He was anxious about something, but what? Suddenly a thought ran through Emma's head. What if he had come back to tell her he was moving to New York permanently. Not that she should care about that.... She dropped the keys in the usual table by the door and stepped into her living room. Or at least she thought it was her living room....

"Wh-what? Did I just enter a different apartment?" Emma asked shocked looking around. It was completely different then when she stepped out this morning. The boxes of files were usually on her floor weren't there. This feature was replaced by many new ones. Lamps, decorative pillows, a mirror, a vintage clock and so many other items that she recognized as the things Neal had come home with all those years ago were and now they were placed inside her apartment.

"What's all this?" She turned to Killian who was quietly  and shyly staring at the ground.

"I- uh arranged for your apartment to get a makeover. You know to thank you for what you did for me."

Emma walked over to a shelf filled with the books she melts stuffed in a box in her closet. On top of the shelf were framed photographs. A photo of her parents. A photo of her parents and her younger self. Another of just Emma and Mary Margaret laughing. The last was of Neal, Emma and Mary Margaret with their arms around each other. A an old picture from when they were in college. She picked up it up and ran her finger across it.

"How did you--" Emma couldn't put words together.

"My flight may have flown in earlier than I told you. I got some help from Mary Margaret. She helped me choose the photographs and some of the furniture."