Captain Swan One-Shots

Love in the First Degree, Part Eleven

Emma rolled her eyes before she watched him play. He swung at the ball - and missed it completely.

She laughed until tears welled in her eyes. When she stopped and took a breath, she asked him, "How on earth did you manage that?"

"I don't rightly know, Swan," Killian admitted as he scratched behind his ear.

His nervousness gave way to mischief as he teased, "Perhaps it's your fault - maybe you should stop being so bloody distracting."

Emma couldn't help but blush at his words. She took a calming breath before she refuted, "Maybe you should learn to focus, Detective."

"Oh, you think so, do you, Swan?" Killian began, making her raise an eyebrow.

He grinned as he continued, "Maybe you want me to be distracted so you can win."

Emma grinned back as she threw back, "Well, it does seem to work in my favor," placing one hand on her hip as she leaned against the club.

Killian nodded toward her and surmised, "Careful, love, or you may "accidentally" end up on the floor."

Emma fluttered her eyelashes as she posed, "Surely you wouldn't do that to me, would you?"

With a cocked eyebrow, Killian commented, "I dare say you are more than capable of taking care of yourself."

She only giggled, bringing a smile to his face. He then offered, "Perhaps I should take the shot again. Hopefully I'll fare better this go around."

Emma hummed in reply. She then smiled and joked, "If you want, I can find something to hide behind."

He rolled his eyes before he deadpanned, "Very funny, Swan." He then ran his fingers through his hair and surmised, "But it still may be a good idea to help myself focus."

With a tilt of her head, Emma asked him, "How exactly will you do that?"

"Singing, of course," he answered as though it were obvious. He paused to listen to the pop music playing throughout the room before he added, "Although I don't suspect I'll be singing along to anything in here."

"Yeah, I don't think you will," Emma agreed. She then asked him, "What are you going to sing?"

Killian looked thoughtful for a few moments before he questioned, "Any requests, love?" resting one of his hands on his arm.

She peered at him for a few moments before she genuinely considered his question. She then told him, "Don't strain your vocal chords, but how about "Here I Go Again"?"

He smiled as he told her, "I believe I can manage that." He then grinned and added, "But I must warn you I'll be compelled to play the air guitar or drums leading up to the rock melody."

Emma rolled her eyes before she pointed out, "You do realize that isn't necessary. You could just sing the song."

"But what fun would that be?" Killian asked her as he feigned a pout.

She shook her head at him. He then offered, "In all seriousness, love, I'm not too keen on drawing attention to myself."

"Good," Emma told him with a nod. She then tilted her head and surmised, "But you're still going to hit those high notes, aren't you?"

"Do you even have to ask?" Killian told her with a sly grin. She raised an eyebrow before he chuckled and continued, "You know how I love to sing, but I won't - as per your request - be straining my vocal chords."

With a nod, Emma then spoke, "So, now you can get on with your turn."

"Aye, aye, Captain," he replied with a mock salute. Before she could respond, he turned his attention to the ball and club.