Under Lock and Key #Wattys2016

Chapter 14

Trigger warnings- Abuse

"Are you sure, love?" Killian's harsh tone turned into a sweet voice.

Walsh scoffed and rolled his eyes.

"Yes. I'll come up when I'm done."

He nodded and placed the belt down, then left the basement. Emma crawled over to Walsh and took the duct tape off, giving him a warning as to not scream, even though no one would hear him.

"You've been here the whole time? What has he done to you?" Walsh asked.

"Yes I have, and he hasn't done anything." She said.

"Hurry up and untie me, and then I can get out of here."

She sat back down in the chair. The black belt catching her eyes on the floor. "No."

"What? Emma Swan, the rules are still the same. You listen to me."

"No. For once you are going to listen to me." While she was talking, Killian slipped back down into the basement. He wanted to watch her and make sure she didn't get carried away with anything. He wanted Walsh alive. "For years, I have done what you said. I've listened to you. I hated you. And you never loved me. You just wanted some woman to take care of you, isn't that right? Someone you could boss around. Well, Killian doesn't treat me like that. He is so much better than you."

"How can a murderer be better than me?"

"That murderer is so much more. He doesn't beat me or force me to be his little waitress and do everything for him."

"You are just as stupid as I remember. He's going to kill you and you've gone and fallen for him."

Without thinking, Emma raised the belt and smacked Walsh in the face with it. She then looked down at her hands in shock. Killian ran back upstairs and made it look like he didn't just see what she did.

"Emma!" Walsh yelled.

"Shut up!" She screamed and ran upstairs.

She shut the basement door and walked into the living room where Killian sat with a beer in his hand. She sat down on his lap and buried her head in the crook of his neck.

"What's wrong, love?"

"I hit him. Killian, I hit Walsh."

"Are you okay?"

"I don't know. That isn't me. I don't know what came over me."

"You fought back. There is nothing wrong with that."

She cried into his neck. It wasn't any different to her now, even though there was a guy held captive in their basement. Killian scooted her off his lap and stood up. He finished the can of beer and placed it on the coffee table, before heading back into the basement. Emma followed him. She felt safe with him, and that's exactly what she wanted to feel.

"I still can't believe you were here with him!" Walsh yelled when they both got into view.

Feeling threatened, she took a step back even though he was tied up and couldn't get to her. Killian's face was filled with anger. He raised the belt up and hit Walsh's arm, causing a grunt of pain to slip past his lips.

"You don't get to talk to her!" Killian yelled.

"I can't believe it. You were here the whole time. What do you do, Emma? Do you tell him who to kill and when to kill? Or are you his toy? Something he can throw around and use whenever he wants?" Walsh spat ignoring Killian's threat.

Anger and sadness flooded her body. She stepped to the door and put her hand on the doorknob.

"Yea, run away. Something that you're good at, am I right?"

Killian threw the belt down and lunged at Walsh, capturing his throat in his hands, and slowly squeezing the life out of him.

"I told you, you couldn't talk to her!"

"Killian, stop!" Emma yelled.

He immediately released his grip and Walsh coughed as air flooded into his oxygen deprived lungs.

"What?" He asked turning to her.

"You're done for the day."

Killian smacked Walsh across the face and left the room. Emma stayed behind while Killian calmed down in the next room.

"I should let him kill you. After everything you did to me, I should let him beat you, but that's not who I am." Emma said before leaving the room too.

She found Killian sitting in the bathtub. His head in his hands. She knocked on the bathroom door and opened it the rest of the way.

"Are you alright?" She asked kneeling beside the tub and brushed a few of his dark locks away from his forehead.

"I lost control. I don't even know what I was thinking when I kidnapped him." He mumbled.

"You were feeling guilty because of what he did. I'm sorry for dragging you into this."

He grabbed her wrist, only tight enough to stop her actions and looked into her eyes. "I don't. I'm glad I brought you here. I'm glad we met. But he needs to pay for what he's done." He let go of her and kissed the space of her wrist where he held it.

"I love you." She whispered.

He put his hand on the back of her neck and pulled her lips to his. "I love you too." They kissed for a few more moments before he pulled away. "Come join me."

"It is very tempting, but what about Walsh?"

"Let him hear what we do. Let him hear what I do to you."

"Killian, I don't know."

"I'm going to drag you into this tub whether you are naked or not."

Emma sighed before standing up and peeling her clothes off of her body. She blushed when she caught sight of Killian with a smug smirk on his face. She got into the warm tub and laid against her lover's chest. "Has anyone told you how perfect you are?"

"I'm not perfect, Swan. I'm a bloody murderer."

"No, you're not. Well, I mean you are, but you're changing. Most people think that Captain Hook is dead or has fled the state because they haven't seen a victim of yours."

"Swan, are you scared of me?"

Emma let out a shaky breath. "No."

"You thought I was going to hurt you earlier. Why?"

"Well you walked out, and I just thought you were either going to a bar to have sex with someone, or you were going to abduct someone. When I saw you with Walsh over your shoulder, I thought you were going to take your anger out on me."

"I will never do that. You mean too much to me."

Emma turned over and straddled Killian's waist. She threw her arms around him and put her forehead against his. "You mean a lot to me too."