SO...THE COVER FOR THIS STORY WAS SOMETHING I FOUND ON PINTEREST. AND I TOOK IT AS A CHALLENGE...AND THIS IS WHAT CAME OUT. OH, AND THE COVER OF THIS THING IS SAID THING I FOUND ON PINTEREST.

HOPE YOU LIKE IT!

GOD BLESS AND GOOD DAY!
~LF221

Killian never really liked reading. He never really had time for it. In fact, he had barely read Harry Potter, fer Pete's sake. And not even up to 'Deathly Hallows'. He was still working through 'Order of the Phoenix'.

So...why was he in the library again? This was the fifth time this month! He was plowing through books like crazy. Because he deemed their covers interesting enough to take the time to read after work at a nearby cafe. It had absolutely nothing to do with that lovely red-headed librarian...nothing.

At all. He just...liked the books. It was not because she suggested them to him.

Definitely not. But he has to admit...she does have nice taste...that's the only reason he keeps reading the books she suggests. He hasn't been disappointed yet. Every time he comes to the library, he just drops off the book he finished and sits, staring at the beautiful way the librarian, Thea, leans over the counter to help some poor sod who can't find the Young Adult section. She helps the patrons with a smile and a wave, never a cross, impatient, or even slightly perturbed look.

He thinks he's in love. By seven months, he's sure of it. She would seem so natural in his arms. She would seem so natural as his.

"Hey..." Came a melodic voice. Thea's. Killian snapped out of his daze. He subtly checks his chin for drool when he sees Thea leaning slightly to his level. He smiled at her the way he used to smile at other girls. Used to.

"Yes, ma'am?"

"We're closing, sir. I'm afraid I have to...kick you out." She's smiling so naturally, he wants to kiss her.

"Oh." He says, grabbing Hobbit on his way out just before Thea turns the monitors off. They walk out together, and Killian is exercising all his self-control to not grab her hand, and pull her in for a kiss. She's humming that hypnotic tune Killian loves. Everything was perfect...And then, she trips, breaking the spell. Her things go flying. He helps, grabbing her clipboard and dusting it off. She's blushing.

"Hey..." She asks tentatively, gazing deep into his chocolate brown eyes. His heart skips a beat. "Do...do I know you?" Killian's been secretly thinking that same thing. He always wants to call her 'Ameralme' (IDK SPELLING), but refrained. He was getting a little frightened of the want, the need to kiss her, to claim her as his. It was so powerful. He's blushing as he remembers those collarbones, peeking out of a white dress. He's standing on something, so much shorter than her as an official of some kind says strange vows over the pair of them, and they give equally unfamiliar responses. And then...he'd pulled her in for a long kiss of passion as hoots and hollers rang around the room.

It's a dream that taunts him. The night after the ceremony makes his cheeks burn with pleasure. Thea's eyes widen, and Killian realizes that he'd leaned in a bit, and was inching nearer. She wasn't frightened, though. This was a look of realization, of comprehension.

"...Kili?" That's what did it. He remembered everything.

The Quest...Azog...Thorin...Tauriel...Fili.

He stood there, staring open-mouthed and awestruck, Thea (or Tauriel) in the same boat.

"...Tauriel?"

Then they kissed. They kissed like they had under a fire moon, the only one she had seen before that war over a pile of gold. Over the mountain. They kissed like they were married.

When the couple finally pulled away, they were red in the face, and giggling like children.

"I've missed you." Killian whispered. Thea giggled like Tauriel did.

"Me, too. Though I didn't remember you."

"Me neither." Killian mused. "Beer?" Thea pulled a face.

"...I don't drink that stuff."

"Wine?" Killian asked hopefully. Thea laughed. It made Killian blush, remembering the times, late at night, when she laughed as he showed her how much he loved her.

"Dork. Sure. Sounds good." They walked hand in hand toward their cars, reluctantly leaving to enter separate cars, with another kiss and a promise to meet at the bar.

AGAIN...THIS IS BASED ENTIRELY ON A PHOTO (COVER) I FOUND ON PINTEREST. HOPE YOU LIKE IT!

~LF221