'Just take a deep breath, Emma. You can do this. You came back to them,' Emma thought to herself as she paced in front of the door, trying to work up the courage to knock. She had been gone for almost four years, but when David called and told her she had a knew sibling, she knew she had to come home. She had to stop running. She missed her family, and decided it had been long enough.

She reached up and knocked her fist against the wooden door a few times. She was terrified of what he was going to say, if he was able to say anything at all. Before she could run away from what she had just done, the door swung open, revealing a distraught looking Killian Jones.

"Swan?" Killian said, broken. "Emma?" He whispered. He did not know what to feel. Happy that she was there. Anger that she had run when there were people depending on her, and now she decided to return.

"Hello, Killian." Emma replied softly. "I.. I came as soon as I heard." She spoke softly. He looked so broken. 'For good reason. Your daughter is sick. His daughter is sick.

"No, Emma. You don't get to just show up here. Not now. Not ever. I know that David told you about Lilly, but you gave up every right to her the day you left her. The day you ran from us." Killian said coldly.

He never used to call her 'Emma', he always had some cute pet name for her, but she knew he was upset.

"Killian.. Please. I'm her mother, I.. Please." She pleaded with him. "I know I messed up. I ran like I always do when things get tough. But she is still my baby."

In the four years since Emma left Killian with their new born baby, she had not forgotten about them, and she's regretted her decision every day.

"At least let me into the apartment? I don't want to have this conversation in the hallway of your apartment building." Emma looked up at her pirate, her eyes full of tears. He's not your pirate. Not since you left. "Please.." She begged.

"Fine. Come in, and go to the living room. I need rum before I can have this conversation with you." He said, running his fingers through his inky black hair, closing the door behind them.


Killian Jones had just tucked Lilly into bed, and was about to have his nightly glass of rum when he heard a knock on his front door. He had no idea who it could be, Dave and Mary Margaret were busy with their new baby, and Henry was staying at Regina's.

He looked up when he opened the door, and he was speechless. Emma Swan. His wife, the woman who gave birth to his beautiful little Lilly. "Swan?" He knew he sounded broken, but he had the right to be. "Emma?" He practically whispered her name. He has not heard anything from her in four years, but now she decides to show up on his door step.

"Hello, Killian." She replied quietly. He could see the emotion on her face, but he could not let himself think about how hard it was for her to come to him. He was too angry with her.

"No, Emma. You don't get to just show up here. Not now. Not ever. I know that David has told you about Lilly, but you gave up every right to her the day you left her. The day you ran from us." He knew it came out colder than he had meant it, but she needed to understand that she could not just waltz back into his life, into Lilly's life. Not after how much she had hurt him.

"Killian.. Please. I'm her mother, I.. Please." She pleaded with him. "I know I messed up. I ran like I always do when things get tough. But she is still my baby."

Killian clenched his fist to keep from screaming at her. Lilly was not hers. Emma was just the woman who gave birth to her, nothing else.

"At least let me into the apartment? I don't want to have this conversation in the hallway of your apartment building." Emma looked up at her pirate, her eyes full of tears. He's not your pirate. Not since you left. "Please.." She was begging him now, and he could never say no to her. And he did not want his neighbors coming out if things got messy

"Fine. Come in, and go to the living room. I need rum before I can have this conversation with you." He ran his fingers through his hair. They were going to talk, more like she was going to explain why the hell she was back. And why the hell she had even left him in the first place.

"Alright, lass. I'm listening." He said, sitting next to her with his tumbler full of rum. "And don't be too loud, I just got her to go to sleep."

He watched her take a deep breath. "I.. My dad called me and asked me to come home. He and Mom wanted me to meet my new sibling." She said softly. "And I couldn't come back to Storybrooke and not see you. I've made a lot of mistakes in my life. I run when things get scary, and running from you. From my true love was the worst mistake I have ever made, and I will never forgive myself for leaving you and our daughter."

Killian did not know what to say. He downed his entire glass of rum in one swallow, relishing the burning sensation it left in his throat. He knew that she ran because she was scared, but he never imagined that she would come back. He knew how skittish she was, and he never expected to see her standing at his door. 'Dammit, Dave.' He thought to himself, how could he just spring this on him.

"You can't have just come back here expecting me to forgive you for everything. For all the pain you caused me, Emma. Do you know how bloody hard it is to change a diaper with only one hand and no one around to help? Or how hard it is to look at my daughter every day, and see the woman who left me?"

"I know, Killian. I just.. I don't know what to do anymore. The last four years have been living hell for me! I was finally happy and I gave up that happiness because I was scared. I'm fucked up. I always will be." She wiped at her eyes as she spoke, he knew she did not want him to see her cry.

"You're not fucked up, Emma. But you can't expect me to forgive you so easily. I need an explanation. I need to know exactly what you were so afraid of that made you leave everything behind." He sighed. "But not tonight. If you want to stay in the house, the keys are by the front door. I think you can show yourself out. I have to get up early tomorrow for work. And I don't know if I can trust you around Lilly yet. Meet me at Granny's tomorrow at 2, and be ready to tell me everything Emma." Killian needed to think about everything. He could not hear what Emma had to say tonight, not when she had surprised him like this, and he definitely did not want Lilly to be within ear shot.

He got Emma to the door, and into the hallway before she really knew what he was saying.

"Okay, Killian.. I'll see you tomorrow." Emma said softly. "Goodnight. And I'm so sorry." She whispered the last part as she went down the stairs.

AN: Thank you so much for reading my story! I've never really written for other people to read, and this is my first fanfic. I hope y'all like it. Please review if you have questions, comments, suggestions etc.!