If Only They Knew

Chapter 5

Emma and Killian went out on a few dates over the next week, and Emma found that it felt really good to go to some of Killian's favorite places as a couple. But, she was still nervous about their families finding out.

The night before Liam and Elsa were coming to Killian's for dinner, Emma was lying with him in his bed.

"Killian.. I'm scared about dinner tomorrow.." She admitted softly.

He kissed her head. "There's nothing to be scared of, Love. If Liam doesn't like it, I'll take the blame, and I'm sure Elsa will be able to keep him calm. And as much as I love him, I love you too. I'm not letting his feelings keep me from you."

"Do we have to tell him though? I'm happy how we are. Yes, it's getting harder to keep it a secret, but.. I like that this is something that is completely ours. No one tells us their opinion, because they don't know there's an opinion to have.." She looked up at him.

"Love, no matter who knows about our relationship, what we have will always be completely ours. I don't care what anyone says about us. You're the one I want to be with, you're the one I love. Not even my sodding brother will convince me otherwise." He rubbed her back. "Plus, wouldn't you rather tell them in person than over the phone?"

She sighed. "I guess you're right. You're lucky I love you, Jones." She curled further into his embrace. "I'm going to come over early, so I can have a moment with you before they get here."

He nodded. "Aye, Swan. That sounds like a splendid idea. Now, let us get some sleep."

The next day, the two of them went to work, but Emma was nervous. The kids Emma was tasked with placing in homes kept her distracted from her fears of telling Liam about their relationship.

Emma bit her lip as she stared into her closet, trying to pick something to wear. She wanted it to be perfect. She eventually decided on her dark skinny jeans, and a shirt Killian had picked out for her birthday, with her leather jacket over the top. She left her hair down in curls since she knew that's how Killian liked it.

Killian had asked if Emma could join them for the meal, and his brother happily agreed. He knew that Emma was Killian's good friend, and probably did not want to make them cancel their typical plans.

She drove to Killian's, knowing she'd get there before Liam and Elsa had made their way from the hotel they were staying in.

"Babe? Killian?" Emma called when she walked into the apartment, taking her jacket off. She had not bothered to pay attention as she dropped her keys and phone onto the table by the door. When she looked up she was not faced with her boyfriend, but Liam Jones stood in front of her, bewildered.

"Fuck. Fuck." She mumbled under her breath. She looked up at him and gave him the best smile she could manage. "Liam! It's so good to see you again." She tried to pretend like she had not just said that.

"Emma." He nodded curtly. "Since when do you call Killian 'babe'?" Liam said, sounding a little upset.

"What? Um.. I didn't.. Uh, I didn't call him babe." She moved to go find Killian, she could not do this alone.

"Emma." Killian smiled a little, then he spotted Liam over her shoulder. His smiled faded a little and he shared a look with Emma.

"Killian, what the bloody hell is going on?" Liam was kind of angry. "Why did Emma call you babe? What are you hiding, little brother?"

"Younger brother." Killian sighed and scratched behind his ear. "Um.. Don't get upset, Liam. We're going to talk, but not if you get angry with me." Killian hated when Liam reverted back to his 'parent' mode.