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"How about we go get into that bath you promised me?" Emma suggested as she looked up at Killian through her lashes.
He smiled and kissed her forehead. "If the lady insists." He got up off the couch and skipped into the bathroom.
She giggled at him and followed him. She watched as he bent down to plug the drain and start the water. Emma bit her lip as he poured some soap and bubble bath that she had managed to grab on her way out from the house, into the water. She walked over to him and put her hands on his ass. He jumped at her touch, but quickly calmed down.
"Your ass is so sexy in these jeans." She breathed.
"Why thank you, love. I guess they do get the ladies' attention." He said with a smirk.
"There better not be anymore ladies but me."
"You are my one and only."
She smiled and kissed him sweetly. He pulled out a lighter from his pocket and lit the candles one by one, leaving the room in a soft glow. Killian watched as Emma slowly stripped her clothes off her body. Almost in a teasing way, and settled into the warm, soapy water, after pinning her golden hair on top of her head.
"Aren't you going to join me?" She asked.
Killian felt like he couldn't get his clothes off fast enough, but before he could blink, he was settling right behind her. As he wrapped his arms around her, he felt as she tensed up, but quickly forced herself to relax.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
"Yea." She leaned her head back on his shoulder and kissed the spot right below his ear.
He growled playfully and moved over top of her.
"Hey, do you mind if we just sit here for a little while longer?" She asked hesitantly.
He sat in front of her and grabbed her hands. "We can, but only if you tell me what is going on."
"I'm not really in the mood for sex right now."
"No, that's not the real reason." He brushed his knuckles on her cheek. "But when you are ready to tell me, tell me. Don't keep it bottled up inside. I'll respect your wishes, and we can just sit here and cuddle."
She giggled as he said 'cuddle.' They did that all the time, but he was right. She did have her reasons why she didn't want to have sex. He moved back behind her and held her tight. She wrapped her hands around his arms and stared at the wall.
Killian and Emma sat there until the water got cold. She got out first and dried off, then went into the bedroom. He cleaned the bathroom and joined her in the bedroom.
"Swan, are you okay in here?" He asked. She was sitting on her knees facing the bed, in front of her suitcase.
"What? Yeah, I'm fine."
He squinted his eyes at her. "That's it! I can't keep pretending that everything is okay, when it clearly isn't! What has you upset?" He said loudly, clearly frustrated because of her silence.
She looked down at her hands. She stood up and sat on the bed. He noticed the tears in her eyes, but she refused to say anything.
"Swan, you can tell me anything. I'm here for you." He said more calmly. He kneeled in front of her and grabbed her hands. 'What is it that is so difficult for her to tell me? Does she feel like I don't love her enough? Is she afraid that I'm going to leave her?' His thoughts swam in his head, but he needed answers.
"I'm scared." She choked out. "I'm scared that you are going to get caught. I'm scared that they will take you away from me, and I need you."
"Everything is fine, they don't even have me as a suspect."
"I just don't know what I'd do without you. I'm finally getting my life on track, and then we have to get out of Boston. I can't live with this fear!"
"Are you suggesting that you want to leave me?"
"No. Yes? I don't know." She stood up and paced the room, having her hands on her head. Killian sat on the floor and watched her.
"As long as I love you and you love me, we can have it all. We can have everything that we've ever imagined! We can start a family together."
"Love isn't going to bail you out of prison if they find out who you really are! It can't solve every problem!"
"We don't have any problems! We have a good life, Emma."
"I can't get hurt again." Emma whispered as she collapsed onto the bed.
"I'm not going to hurt you." Killian crawled on top of her. He placed his hand on her cheek, and Emma couldn't resist letting her head fall into his hand. "Why would you want to run away from this? Why would you want to run from how I make you feel?"
"I want to stop running. I want to let my walls down."
"Then what's holding you back?"
"Nothing." Her voice cracked as tears slipped onto her cheeks.
Killian sat her up and buried her head in the crook of his neck. "Shh, love. I'm right here." She ripped herself from his arms. "What is it that is so hard for you to tell me?" He raised his voice. "What is bringing all of this on?"
Emma stared fiercely into his blue eyes for a moment. Anger meeting anger, until a tear slipped down her cheek.
"I'm not ready." She whispered.
"Not ready for what? What haven't we done that you aren't ready for? Tell me, Emma!"
"I'm pregnant!" She yelled.
Killian took a step back. "You-you're what?"
Emma sighed and sat down on the bed again. "I'm pregnant." She repeated.
He was silent for a long time. "When did you find out?"
"Today. I was late." Killian ran his hand through his hair. "Look, I know that this is a big step. I'm willing to leave if you don't want this."
"I need to think." He stated and left the room.
SPOILERS BELOW!!!! I suggest you read AFTER you watch the episode. I warned you. Read at your own risk.....
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I can't do this. I CRIED!!!! Okay? The way Killian held onto her hand until they were forced to let go. I cried!I actually thought he was getting down on one knee and going to propose to her, but it was just the damn elevator moving.
I need hugs!!!!! Or just no problems between CaptainSwan. First time we get a CaptainSwan episode- no, just SCENES! And it's all depressing! At least at the end it was.
I screamed when they were true love. I really did.
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