Life In the Jolly Roger: a Captain Swan Fanfiction

part 2

Killian scoops her into his arms and carries her to the couch. He sets her down and turns back to the cops.

"He was supposed to be in a maximum security prison. Would someone care to explain how the hell he got out?" Killian growls.

"Sir, we know this is upsetting, but this can happen. Unfortunately we don't know how he got out. What he know is that he will come after her again," one cop says.

"How? How do you know that?" Killian says through his teeth.

"The prison therapist was working him to see if he could understand him. As soon as he broke out the doctor told the federal marshals that he would come after her. That has fixation with her and you was still marshals think he will return to Storybrooke first and once he doesn't find you he will come here. Until they arrive you will have police protection," The officer addresses Killian. A tear runs down her cheek.

"We are in school and have jobs. Are we expected to go about our normal lives?" Killian asks outraged.

"For now yes. We will catch him and when the marshals get here they will take over your protective detail," the officer states. Like that will stop him.

"It won't matter," she says. Everyone snaps their head towards her. She wipes away the tears and gets up from the couch.

"What won't matter, Ma'am?" The officer asks. They both look clueless.

"The protective detail. He will sneak his way around it. He will find a way to us and he will kill us," she states simply.

"Love, you can't talk like that. Nothing will happen. They are here to protect us," Killian places a hand on her waist and brings her close. She pushes him away.

"Oh really? You were shot last time he was around and he has had two years to plot and plan against us. Don't underestimate him because he will hurt us in some way," she snaps and storms into the bedroom. Emma slam the door behind her. She falls onto the bed and begins to sob. A few minutes later Killian comes in and pulls her into his arms. He pushes the blonde strands out of her face.

"Shh... love it will be alright. The cops will follow us wherever we go. Nothing will be happen," he attempts to comfort me as she buries her face into his chest. Her tears stain his shirt.

"I just thought that all this over. That we had moved past all this," She say as she lifts my head to look at him. He gives her a sad smile.

"Me too, but it seems we have to deal with this. I know you're worried about me getting hurt, but last time we didn't have a protective detail. This time we aren't running around like the scared high schoolers we were. I honestly don't think anything will happen," he says. She nods. Not really believing it, but maybe things will be different this time.

"Do you still want pancakes?" she asks as she wipe the tears away and sit up. Killian rubs her back.

"No, love its fine. You can stay here. I'll grab us something," he states. She springs up out of bed.

"No, really it will distract me. Its fine," she gives him a small smile and he follows me into the kitchen. He starts to make coffee as she begins to make pancakes. The pan heats up and she pour the first of the batter into it. Killian hands me a cup of coffee. She takes a sip of coffee while she watches the pancake cook. She leans against the counter and looks at Killian.

"What is it?" he asks concerned.

"You think we should call my parents? I'm sure they would want to know what's going on," she questions. Killian nods, picks up her phone, pushes some buttons, and hands her the phone. Emma places her phone to her ear and flips the pancake over. It rings three times before someone picks up.