A/N: Hi, everybody!

The following is going to be a collection of unrelated Captain Swan one-shots and short fics, each based on or inspired by a different song. When I say "inspired," to me, that means how I picture a song would relate to CS.

That being said, they're pretty much all gonna be somewhat AU. Some only slightly, but still. Also, ratings will vary. Make sure you read the beginning of each chapter, as it will tell which song was its inspiration. I will also make the particulars of each part clear at the start of the chapter.

Lastly: read, review, and enjoy!

You've Got to Hide Your Love Away- the Beatles

Rated T

They'd been seeing each other since their return from Neverland.

However, for whatever reason, Emma had asked (rather demanded), that he not tell anyone about their relationship. He had believed that she only desired a little time to get used to the idea before telling her family and friends. But lately, it seemed as though she hadn't intended to tell anyone.

They rarely saw each other in the day, unless it was discussed and planned out the night before. Usually, she would ask him to meet her at Granny's. He would have to get there ten minutes before she did and pick a spot in the diner that was devoid of anyone else. Then, when she arrived, they would exchange brief pleasantries before she'd leave him and sit a few seats away.

He pulled on his pants and walked up to her from behind, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Emma, love."

They were in his cabin; she had just finished redressing and was preparing to leave him for the night.

She leaned back into his embrace, resting her head on his shoulder. "Yes, Killian?"

He smiled into her hair, nuzzling her neck softly. "Stay with me tonight."

She stiffened, and he heard her gasp, almost inaudibly. He let her go as she turned around, putting the palm of her hand against his still-bare chest. "Killian... You know I can't."

"Oh, please, Emma. Just one night. What could it hurt?" He hated to sound so childish, but this constant back and forth with her was beginning to drive him mad.

"Killian, no. You know that nobody knows about us yet. If anyone were to see me walking away from your ship at the crack of dawn, they'd catch on. Fast."

"Okay, well there is a simple solution to that problem: we stop sneaking around. We don't have to keep us a secret, Emma. It won't hurt anybody to know how we feel about each other." As he finished his plea, he reached out for her, outlining the shape of her jaw and chin with his finger.

She smiled weakly, clearly conflicted. "Killian, I'm just not ready to—"

"Is it because you're ashamed of me?" He asked, retracting his hand and walking away from her. "Are you worried about what others will say when it's uncovered that their beloved savior is cavorting with the likes of me?" He couldn't help the sliver of hurt that slipped out with his words, but he was actually starting to worry. "Emma, if you don't feel as I do, it's only fair that you tell me."

She crossed the room and put her arms around his neck. She pulled him close and placed a chaste kiss on his lips before looking him sternly in the face. "Killian, I love you. Don't ever doubt that."

He tried to smile, but it didn't stick, falling from his face the moment she turned to leave. "But you didn't answer my question, love. Are you ashamed of me?"

Emma knitted her brow, trying to sort out her thoughts before opening her mouth. "Of course I'm not ashamed of you. How could you think that? After all you did for my family in Neverland? Everything you've done to prove yourself? I have no shame about my love for you."

He breathed an audible sigh of relief and took her in his arms. "Then, please, help me understand why we have to hide?"

She tensed, pushing him away. "Just drop it already, Killian. Can you please just be satisfied that I love you and I will be back here tomorrow night?"

He srubbed at his face with an open hand, trying not to raise his voice. "I want to, Emma, I do. But how can I be satisfied knowing that you'll only stay for a few hours and then run again?"

She shook her head at him, folding her arms across her chest. "I don't know. Maybe you ought to take some time to think about it."

His head spun around to her so fast he was certain he'd nearly snapped his neck. "Emma, what are you saying?" He reached out to hold her hand. "Is this it for us?"

She sighed, taking her hand back and putting it into the pocket of her jeans. "I don't want it to be. But if you can't take me as I am, then maybe it has to be."

Killian wanted to laugh. But he also wanted to shout or shake her, or do anything to knock some sense into her. "Emma, I would never leave you. Especially not over something so trivial as this." He sighed as she walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his waist. "If this is how you envision us, I have no complaints. Not anymore."

He released her and kissed her on the forehead before walking her over the the door to his cabin and then seeing her through it. "I'll see you tomorrow night, Killian." She leaned in to kiss him before she finally left.

Killian went back to his bed and stared at the ceiling for a very long time before sleep finally took him.

The next morning, he decided to go to Granny's. When he arrived, he picked a stool by the bar and waited to be served.

He'd only been there for a few minutes when Emma walked in. They made brief eye contact before she started to walk in his direction. He looked away and waited for her to approach him, as usual.

She stopped next to him, looking at him with a smile he would only describe as perfect. "Good morning, Sheriff." He offered, giving a salutatory nod.

Emma laughed softly, and leaned in to give him a kiss on the lips. He was surprised, or honestly downright shocked, but returned it in a heartbeat. She broke the kiss and leaned her forehead against his, her hands resting on either side of his neck.

"Emma, love, what are you doing?" He asked, after looking around to make sure that no one had seen their shared moment.

She sighed and took the seat next to him, which, again, surprised him. He watched her with rapt attention as she took his hand and squeezed it. "Last night after I left you, I couldn't sleep. I just couldn't stop thinking about all of the things you said about not needing to hide our love. You were absolutely right. I'm sorry that I made you doubt my love for you, and I'm sorry that I was acting like such an idiot."

She paused and chewed nervously on her bottom lip. Closing her eyes, she breathed deeply in then out before meeting his gaze again. "I asked my parents to come over for dinner tonight, and it's my weekend with Henry. Why don't you join us? We can tell them together." She smiled weakly at him, her apology giving a sad sparkle to her emerald eyes.

He leaned in to kiss her, smiling against her lips. "Of course, love. I'll be there."

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