Captain Swan One-Shots

Truce, Part Three

The next morning, Emma walked into the Cove. She waited in line for a few minutes until she was face to face with Killian.

"I'm rather surprised to see you here, Swan," he spoke.

"Well, it is on my way to the station," Emma told him. He simply nodded before he began making her drink.

She then took a deep breath and added, "And you make really good hot chocolate."

Killian offered a small smile as he replied, "Thank you, love."

Emma nodded before she took another deep breath and sincerely spoke, "Look, I'm sorry that I snapped at you. It's just that I don't share when it comes to my personal life, except for Belle. And David and Mary Margaret - but it took a lot of strength for me to let them in."

"It's truly alright, Swan. Don't worry about it, love," Killian assured her as he smiled at her.

Emma smiled back at him as she responded, "Thank you for understanding."

"I understand better than you might think," he muttered as he grabbed a bear claw from the case.

As he handed her order to her, he replied, "You're welcome, love."

The blonde nodded before he rang her up. She handed him some money, and he counted back her change.

He then told her, "I'll see you tomorrow, Swan."

Emma narrowed her eyes at him as she asked, "No flirtatious comments today?"

"Well, love, considering that it is the reason you yell at me, I think it would rather defeat the purpose of our truce," Killian told her.

"So, you can teach an old dog new tricks," the blonde couldn't help but tease.

She then laughed, and Killian told her, "Careful, love, someone may think you rather like me if they hear that beautiful laugh of yours."

Emma only shook her head before she told him, "Goodbye, Killian."

"See you around, Swan," he responded before she headed out of the coffee shop.

When she arrived at the station, David observed, "You're in a good mood."

"I'm always in a good mood," she responded.

"Not when you stop by Killian's shop," David commented. He then questioned, "Did he have that sick day?" as he grinned at Emma.

She rolled her eyes before she answered, "No. He was there." She then took a deep breath and elaborated, "We've called a truce for Belle's sake."

"It seems to be working," David surmised. Emma nodded, and he continued, "Perhaps you misjudged him."

The blonde narrowed her eyes at him as she told him, "Now you sound like Belle."

"Well, she would know - she is your best friend," David pointed out.

Emma rolled her eyes once more before she turned her attention to the paperwork.

A couple of minutes later, David's cell phone rang. He answered, "Hey, Mary Margaret," with a smile.

He listened for a moment before his eyes widened, and he exclaimed, "You're what?!" Emma's head shot up at his tone.

"I'll be right there," David spoke before he hung up the phone.

"What's happening?" Emma asked slightly worried as David stood up from his desk.

"Mary Margaret's in labor," he quickly explained.