Hey everyone! So a few people on my wattpad account said they wanted a sequel to Funny How Fast Life changes so here it is! This one is based on Killian's POV. For the most part it will be the same story with added scenes and an insight on Killian's thoughts. Let me know if you like or not. Or if you haven't read the first book then go ahead and try it out. Thanks for your support!

Killian sighed as he heard his alarm urging him to get up. With his right hand he blindly hit the snooze button and pushed his head deeper in his pillow. The day he had been dreading had arrived. He let himself doze off trying to forget what laid ahead when suddenly the alarm jerked him awake again.

"Killian! Get up!" He heard his father call out his name from downstairs. Killian groaned. What was he? An 8 year old being called down for breakfast?

He forced himself to open his eyes and pull back the covers. He took a glance at his old room. He hadn't slept here much for the past few years especially since he had become an adult and it looked pretty much the same. His father had convinced him to move back in with them at least until he found his own apartment here in this city. His own home was far in another state.

With a sigh he headed to the shower. After getting dressed he headed downstairs where his mother was setting up plates.

"Good morning, Killian. I hope you're hungry."

Killian took a seat across from his father who had been waiting for him to eat. Killian stared down at his plate. In fact he wasn't hungry. His stomach was churning with anguish. But to keep his mother's smile on her face he forced himself to take bites of the blueberry pancakes.

"Thanks, mom. Tastes amazing."

"Are you excited, Killian? You'll finally get to know the company that will soon be yours." His father said setting down his newspaper.

"I'm excited!" His mom chimed in. "My two men going off to work to the place with the greatest criminal investigation. I'm so proud." She kissed Killian on the cheek. "I'm sure you'll do amazing."

Killian didn't look up from his plate. "Yeah." Was all he said because in fact he wasn't excited but he didn't want to disappoint his parents especially after being there for him.

He sighed. His dreams of becoming an artist completely shattered. He thought he really had a talent but here he was without a job in the department. He'd never become the artist he wished he was. Although he still did have a passion for art. Why had he thought he could make a career out of it?

A whole year he had travelled showing off his art and nothing. Luckily his father said he wasn't going to let him live his life jobless and had suggested he'd be the one to be in charge of his company. It's not like Killian had much of a choice.

During the car ride his father grinned. "I have some exciting news for you."

"Oh?" Killian raised an eyebrow.

"So I figured you didn't just wanna walk around and look over people and their work. I figured you would really feel a lot better getting to do the work yourself?

"You're going to let me solve crimes?" A small smile fell on Killian's face.

"I'll have you working with one of my employees and you'll get to know how important this criminal investigation company is."

"Really? That does sound pretty interesting." Killian nodded. Being a part of crime solving would be a lot more fun than sitting around in a fancy office making sure everyone was doing what they were supposed to be doing.

"And helping out will also give you an idea on which project to choose. Remember I'm giving you the important task of choosing the project proposals from the employees."

Killian nodded again and slightly smiled wider.

"Sounds good to me. Can I ask who I'll be working with?"

His father smiled. "You'll see when we get there, but I gotta say she's one of the best."

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His dad had told him to wait in the adjunct office of the conference room while everyone settled in. He paced back and forth due to the mix of emotions he was feeling. Mostly nervous because he didn't have an actual clue what he'd be doing. He'd never really been into his father's work. Business and the legal system...not really his top interests. Of course he'd come to the company before, but only as a boy and it certainly had changed since then. He was feeling a lot better since the morning. Sure, this would be the day he officially gave up on his dreams, but at least he would be doing something that didn't seem so bad. Killian Jones the criminal investigator. It had a nice ring to it didn't it?

Then he heard his father call out his name to come in. His nerves returned. With a deep breath he stepped out into the room of bored faces. Everyone was looking at him now and he suddenly felt he didn't want to be there. He greeted the room when his father introduced him. As his father did so Killian searched the room wondering who'd he possibly would be working with. All the employees were looking at his father as he spoke except for one woman who glanced at him for a moment then turned her attention back to his father. Out of all the employees sitting in the conference room she was the only one with a thick folder in front of her. Everyone else seemed to have a thin folder. She had blonde hair with slight curls. She wore a red leather jacket over her white button down shirt. This made Killian smirk. A bright red leather over her work clothes? That was quite the fashion statement.

He turned his attention back to his father. Very soon he confirmed who he would be working with. It was the same woman that had caught his attention moments ago. Emma Swan. When his father announced they'd be working together she smiled insincerely. Killian frowned slightly. Not exactly the reaction he was expecting.

People began exiting the conference room and Killian ran his hand through his hair and made his way over to the woman as she picked up her things hastily.

"Hello I'm-" Killian started to say, but Emma held up a hand to stop him.

"Hold that thought. I'll be right back. My desk is that one over there." She pointed her finger to a desk and left him standing alone.

Killian shrugged and headed towards it. Before he had a chance to take a seat a woman sitting next to Emma's desk introduced herself.

"Hey there! I'm Pam. I'm also one of the criminal investigators here at the company. I'm so happy you decided to work here with your father!" She said very excitedly.

"Uh hello." Killian gave her a small wave and took a seat in Emma's chair. "How do you like the job?" He asked her.

Pam grinned elated that Killian had continued to talk to her. "I love it! Too bad we didn't get paired up, I think we would have had a lot of fun, but don't worry, your father chose well. Emma's the best out of all of us."

"Really...Well then I guess I'm lucky. Have you worked together with her?"

"With Emma. Nope never had the chance. She's solves her cases flying solo and she's so damn good at it. Kind of a badass"

Killian nodded impressed. "So she's never had a partner before?"

Pam shook her head. "No. She's very serious about her work so you'll learn quickly with her. Work is all she does."

"Interesting. Well thanks for the information, Pam."

"Anytime." She leaned closer. "And if you don't really like working with Emma you can always work with me. I'd be more laid back teacher."

Killian chuckled. "Good to know." He placed his legs up against Emma's desk and leaned back in the chair. So Emma was the type of person who only loved doing work. He didn't think he could stand only focusing on work. He loved stopping work for fun which is the opposite of what Emma seemed to like based on what he was told. Killian loved a challenge which is what working with this woman sounded like.

He looked at her desk. No picture frames. No small personal items like the other desks had. In fact Killian would have assumed no one sat here if he hadn't already known this was Emma's desk. He tapped his fingers on his knee and saw that Emma was talking to his father. She looked a little flustered possibly upset that she no longer could what was the term Pam used...'fly solo'

A chance to solve crimes. Partnered up with a pretty woman who needed to be taught fun. Maybe this job wouldn't be as bad as he initially thought.

His dad went away to answer a call and Emma realized she'd have to go back to her desk where Killian waited.

He stood up as soon as she neared him. "Emma swan. Pleased to meet you." He extended his hand and Emma eyed it before taking it reluctantly.

"Kilian Jones, at your service." He slightly bowed then sat back down on her seat, stretched back and placed his get on top of her desk yet again.

"Okay...first things first. Feet off the table."

Killian slowly put his feet back on the ground. In fact she was very stern. Apparently also serious about her desk.

"So tell me what you know about criminal investigating." She continued. Straight to the point and not very welcoming. She was clearly annoyed.

Killian scratched his beard thinking. "Well, I've read a few mystery books and have watched my fair share of crime shows. Practically the same thing right?" He grinned hoping she'd calm down but instead Emma narrowed her eyes at him. Uh oh. Looks like Killian had offended her beloved job.

"No. Not the same thing. This is an actual job. Let's start easy. You have heard of a stakeout right?"

Killian tried to keep from laughing. She thought he was stupid. Of course he knew. Her annoyance at him was now falling lightly upon Killian. He found it amusing how much she was ready to get down to business. So he decided to just mess with her. She'd have to lighten up eventually. He furrowed his eyebrows. "A what?"

Her hands turned into fists and her knuckles went white. Wow! He was really pushing her buttons. This was going to be a challenge. But he had now decided that he'd face this job with humor as to keep his mind from his broken dreams.

"Do you know anything about what we do in this company?"

Killian couldn't help it this time and he grinned. "Honestly...not a clue." Because it was true. He was an artist not an investigator. Like he had said before all he knew about that was based on tv and books.

Emma didn't say anything and just shook her head. Perhaps he had pushed her too far. He hoped not. He was actually starting to look forward to working with her. He knew he'd learn a lot, she was very pretty and he was now curious as to how well she worked and why she preferred to do it alone.

Killian picked up the stapler and started opening and closing it to try and avoid her angry eyes.

"You know...you don't seem happy to have me here."

Emma took the stapler from his hands and almost slammed it back down on her desk causing Killian to give her a smug look. She was fiery too.

"If you can't handle it I could always ask my father to give me another partner." He raised his eyebrows at the suggestion. From experience Killian knew that questioning someone's ability caused them to be defensive.

"Like her. I'm sure she'd be happy to work with me." He winked at Pam who he knew was hearing their conversation. She nodded back agreeing.

Emma rolled her eyes. "Oh I can handle it. The real question is can you handle this job?"

He smiled. Defensive, but sassy as well. He liked her already.

"Of course I can. Just wanted to make sure you weren't discontent."

Emma forced a smile back. "Yes. It's fine. It'll just take some time for me to get used to playing mentor."

Killian decided to mess with her once more. As an exit.

"Good." His voice got low. "Because if we're being honest I was hoping my father would pick you. You were the prettiest one in that conference room." He smiled flirtatiously.

"What?" Emma asked.

Her face was priceless. Killian refrained from laughing. He wasn't lying. She was the prettiest one there. He just couldn't help but find it amusing how much she didn't want to work with him. But he'd teach her as much as she would teach him except that he was going to teach her that it was okay to have fun while working.

Killian stood up quickly before Emma could say anything else.

"It was nice talking with you but my old man said he'd give me a tour of the building."

He tossed up the red apple from Emma's desk from one hand to the other then took a bite out of it.

"I'll be seeing you later. Can't wait to start working." He winked at her and with that he left and when his back was facing her he broke out in a huge smile. His father had actually already shown him around, but he had annoyed her enough today. Might as well give her a break before she'd have to work with him every day.

Hope you enjoyed it! Let me know what you think