Emma paced the room for hours. What did he mean by that?
I'm going to make you change your mind. Even if it's the last thing I do.
Her head hurt from all of the thinking. She sat down on the bed and put her fingers on her temples to try to soothe her head. She fell onto the bed and shut her eyes tightly. The headache seemed to be getting worse and worse by the minute.
"Emma, love?" She heard Killian's voice and his footsteps getting closer to the room. "I brought you some food." He stayed on the other side of the door, waiting for her permission to enter. "I know you are probably still mad at me, but I want to apologize. I thought I was doing you a favor. It's not your fault that Walsh is dead. It's mine. I did it. I want you to believe me when I say that I love you, and I'd never do anything to harm you."
She walked over to the door. Her hand hovered over the doorknob for a moment before swinging it open. She saw three tacos on the plate and he had a glass of wine in his hand. The expression on his face was sadness. Sadness that she made him feel. Her heart clenched at the sight of him. Emma wrapped her arms around him and buried her head in his chest. Tears of her own were falling now. As he felt them hit his shirt, he pulled away and placed the food down.
"Why are you crying?" He asked bringing his hand to her cheek.
"I-I-I've never had s-someone who cares for me like you.... Like you do. I just d-don't w-want to mess... It up." Emma was hyperventilating and it was hard to talk. Killian sat her down on the bed and kneeled in front of her.
"Swan, you're gonna have to breathe." She tried to take breaths, but it didn't seem to be working.
"I... Can't."
"Yes, you can." He grabbed her hands and looked into her eyes. "I have yet to see you fail."
She tried for another few minutes to breathe. Her chest started to hurt and more tears rolled down her cheeks. "It hurts."
"I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere. A little fight won't make me kick you out or leave you." Emma slowly felt herself calm down. She was able to catch a breath on her own and Killian smiled brightly at her. "There we go."
"Why are you still here with me?"
"Because I love you."
"Do you really mean that?"
"Yes! Swan, you obviously didn't deserve all of the stuff that happened to you. Even though I've only known you for a month, doesn't mean that it takes longer for feelings like this to develop. I knew you were special the moment I laid eyes on you. Emma, you are my light in the sea of darkness. For one month, I didn't kill anyone, and it was because of you."
"But you still ended up doing it."
"Aye, but that was mostly because I was scared of losing you. I was scared that I fucked things up and you would run."
"This is the first time I have ever felt loved. I'm not going to run. Just promise me one thing."
"Anything, love."
"Promise me that you won't make it a habit to kill someone again."
"I promise you that I won't."
She heard her stomach grumble and Killian stood up with a chuckle. He grabbed the plate of tacos and wine and handed them to her.
"Thank you." She said eagerly taking them.
"Do I get points for good behavior?" He asked with a smirk.
Emma smiled as she took a bite of the taco. "I think I'll have to punish you. You broke our rule."
"Understood." He nodded and kissed her head. "Do you need anything."
She shook her head. "I'm good. But I want you to sit on this bed and don't move."
He happily obliged and sat down behind her. He put his hands on her shoulders and began massaging them. Emma giggled as she ate. He worked the knots out of her neck, shoulders, and back, before she placed the empty plate and glass down on the floor and turned to him. She pushed Killian into his back and sat on his stomach as she kissed him.
When they finished, Emma snuggled up on his chest under his chin, and with his arms wrapped around her body. Her fingers danced across his bare chest and played with his chest hair. They both loved cuddling as much as the main event itself. Killian ran is fingertips up and down her arm. His arm was wrapped around her protectively as they both started to drift off to sleep.
"Killian, what have you done?"
Killian looked up from the dead body beside him and saw his brother. Liam. Killian stood up and went to hug his brother, but stopped when he saw the look on his face.
"I was only trying to help Emma." Killian said. He looked back down at Walsh's body. "I wanted her to be happy."
"I wasn't talking about the murder. I was talking about her."
"What does she have to do with anything?"
"You deserve someone better, brother!"
"No, I don't. She's good."
"Killian, she's an orphan."
"So? I am too. Her past has nothing to do with her-our present."
"Get the bloody wench out of your head! You deserve more."
"I used to look up to you. Now? I don't. Not one bit. You insult the woman I love, you insult me."
"I'm just trying to do what's best for you!"
"No. Get out."
Killian sat straight up. Emma laid peacefully on the pillow beside him. When he realized where he was, he calmed down. He laid back down and put his hands under his head.
"It was just a bloody dream. Liam would be happy." He muttered before falling asleep again.
Last nights episode was... Wow.
The Captain Charming part had me dying. (I do that a lot nowadays😂) But I literally ended up squealing because it was so cute.
Dorothy and Red? I'm sorry, but no. I ship them as friends like I do Captain Charming and Swanqueen. Don't get me wrong, I have nothing against those types of people and relationships, because I have a family member who is gay. It just makes me uncomfortable when it's done in front of me. I guess this was the true love that the Adam and Eddy were talking about? I'm glad Ruby and Dorothy got their happy endings.
Belle putting herself under a sleeping curse? I'm just going to leave that up there. I normally like Belle when she isn't going back to Rumple, but this was just stupid.
Zades proposal next week? I ship them. Just think about how romantic Hades would be if he wasn't Lord of the Underworld.
Okay, I'm done ranting now😂 Enjoy the chapter
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