Twists of Fate

Chapter 28

Emma's POV

I was waking up by the sunlight shining into my eyes and my pirates lips on my neck. I pretended to still be asleep though. I wonder how long it takes Killian to notice, that I'm awake. Until then....I'll just relax.

It seems he didn't notice or he did and he had no intention on letting me know that. Who knows? But I also won't be the one to give in even though one of us has to eventually, but not yet and not me.

My plan to keep this up fails though, when a slight moan leaves my lips. I feel Killian smirking against my neck even though I don't see and it makes me want to punch him.

A few seconds later Killian looks up at me.

Killian: "Someone quite enjoyed this, love, don't you think?"

Emma: "Yeah, you did."

Killian: "You did."

I shake my head and he raises his eyebrow. Then he kisses me, but I push him away.

Emma: "That is unfair. You were distracting me."

Killian: "I know."

I hit his arm playfully and pull him down, kissing him gently in order to distract him. When he is distracted enough I slip out under him and get out of the bed.

Killian: "That is really not fair now, Swan."

He stood up and pulled me in for another kiss, which made me almost forget, that I really had to go. He started going backwards to the bed again, but I stopped him.

Emma: "I really have to go to work."

Killian: "Really? Why? You can't just leave me here all alone."

Emma: "You can always visit me at the station."

Killian: "I will....but that doesn't change, that you'll be gone for a while. Do you really have to go right now?"

Emma: "Yeah."

Killian: "But you could still stay for a few minutes. You're your own boss anyway."

Emma: "You and I both know, that it won't end up being a few minutes and I haven't been there for weeks."

He pouted, so I gave him a peck on the lips. He clearly had other ideas since he pulled me back into bed with him and began tickling me. I cracked up laughing.

And as I guessed....it weren't just a few minutes...

As I am on my way to work, I realize, that I hope he'll actually drop by since I already miss him. That is weird. I never did that before our trip. I guess I just got quite used to his company. We never spend a minute apart from each other in New Jersey.

I liked that a lot. Maybe I should offer him a job as my deputy. Then we could drive around town together and solve crimes.

The thought of mine and Killian's future makes me really happy, but all that happiness is gone as soon as I enter the station. David is here.

Emma: "What are you doing here?"

David: "Well...I work here. It's nice to see you, Emma."

Emma: "I don't care. You're fired."

David: "Emma, your mum and I never meant to lie to you. We did this to protect you. You've lost so many people....we thought, that it would only cause you pain if we told you, you had a sister, who's dead."

Emma: "She isn't dead."

David: "But we thought she was."

Emma: "You could've bothered to look for her. There was never any prove for her death."

David: "She wasn't in Storybrooke...she never came here either."

Emma: "I didn't come here by choice. So if Henry wouldn't have brought me here, would you have assumed I'm dead too?"

It was a rethorical question. I didn't want an answer, but David answered me anyway. I just didn't listen to his words because I'm angry at him and Mary Margaret. Also my arm itches, so I reach for it with my other hand and begin to scratch it, only to realize, that my arm is wet. I look at my arm in shock.

What the hell?!

Why am I bleeding? I didn't cut myself anywhere. I would've noticed that, right?