Nightmares ~ a Captain Swan fic

Chapter Two ~Emma~

Holy shit is that Killian?
Holy shit it is Killian.
What the hell is Killian doing sleeping on a picnic table at the docks? I think to myself. Suddenly a scene I had years ago when I first came to Storybrooke plays in my head...
Granny stands just outside the doorway, I lean one elbow against the frame.
"Miss Swan? Oh, this is terribly awkward...but I need to ask you to leave. You see, we have this ''No Felonies' rule, and-"
"Let me guess, Regina put you up to this?" I guess sarcastically.
The scene ends and I'm left standing, mouth gaping open, at Killian, laying restlessly on a picnic table.
No felonies.
Killian must have found out about the 'rule' somehow. But how? And did he find out himself, or who told him?
Whoever it is, I'm going to find them and show them the price of messing with Killian like that, I think to myself as I storm up to the picnic table where Killian is sleeping.
Wait, did I just think that? I did.
I've known for a while now that Killian really likes me, but it's been weird trying to accept my own feelings for him to myself. The last time I fell in love, he left me to do his time in jail,  where he never visited or tried to bail me out. I also gave birth to his kid in it. Of course, I love Henry to pieces, but I would have preferred it if I had had him when I was ready. Of course, I have only myself to blame for that. I glance at my phone. It reads 6:47 AM. I roll my eyes at how early it is then finally approach Killian. I gently place my hand on his shoulder and start shaking it lightly.
"Killian...Killian, it's me," I say. Damn it Killian. Wake up.
Suddenly his eyes dart open and my eyes are met with a pair of beautiful sea blue ones. Killian seems to drink in the fact that I'm standing here, then gets up and stands in front of me and wraps his arms around me. I return the gesture. He's wearing his modern clothes, and from where I can see his leather jacket, boots, hook, and jewelry lay in a heap underneath he table. Killian pulls away and stares into my eyes without saying anything.
"Emma..." The sound barely escapes his lips like the whisper of the wind. He sounds desperate...scared, even.
"I'm right here." I say, pulling him closer to me. I hug him again and he hugs me, and I lay my head against his chest. He rests his own head on top of mine and his arms crisscross my back, while my arms wrap around his. Killian puts his hand on my upper arm and lightly pushes me away and my eyes are again met with his. Then, before I can stop myself, I lean up into him, close my eyes, and kiss him.