This idea popped up in my head a while ago - I posted it already on ao3 under the collection "unfinished stories" - my muse returned for this one and I am already writing part 4 (the last part). I need to get this story out of my system so I can update my other stories.
"Be professional" is already finished too but it is at my beta reader (who is a bit stressed because of college) so sorry for the delay! - I hope to be able to publish it soon.
also working on the next part of "the dark mission" - my precious baby will be the next story which will be completed soon - I love this story so much and I don't want it to end but there are so many other projects waiting for me and I always can come back to this one (and I bet you all want to know more about Killian's disappearance and who is the one who imprisoned him) - the final battle is coming!
if you wait for updates of "the hunger games - lion flower" or "thanks for giving me some time" it will take some time until there will be an update - I want to finish my WIP before I start writing more for these lovely stories
last but not least, if you want to get in touch with me, you can always PM me or visit my TUMBLR page (I am also Rouhn there)
and now, lean back and enjoy my new story!
Killian looked at his phone, a huge smile appeared on his face.
"Swan! To what do I owe the pleasure of this call?"
Silence.
"Swan?" Killian looked at the phone display to make sure he answered the call and was now connected.
Silence - followed by a sniff which alarmed him immediately.
"Swan? What happened?"
"Killian, I-," her voice was near a whisper and she was crying he could tell.
"Bloody hell, what happened? Where are you, Swan?"
"Your- your brother he-" she chocked out these words before she again went silent.
"Liam? What's wrong with him?" Confusion washed over him. What in god's name could have happened with his elder brother involved and why did Emma call him? He needed to get more information and because he knew he wouldn't get them from her he did something he swore he would never do except in an emergency situation. And this definitely was an emergency situation. "Emma, please tell me what happened and where you are. Are you-," he hesitated for a moment but he needed to know, so he went on, "are you hurt?"
"Yes, I- I- he, he attacked me and now I am-," another sob paused her again. Killian's blood froze, he put her on speaker and checked her position. Oh god, she was at the hospital. Without hesitation, he rushed out of his loft and drove to the hospital directly.
"Emma, darling, I am on my way - please, love, talk to me, what did Liam do?"
"I know you told me not to meet with him but I did it anyway and when I mentioned that I am your best friend his whole behavior changed within seconds."
Killian didn't understand. Liam already knew who she was - of course, he knew, they knew each other for so long now and that she was his best friend was also no secret.
He shook his head listening to Emma's babbling. He didn't want to pressure her - he only wanted to show her that she could rely on him and trust him.
"Ms. Swan," Killian heard suddenly.
"I need to go," she said quietly and ended the call before Killian was able to respond.
He reached the hospital and rushed into the E.R. asking for Emma.
He tried to stay calm, tried to figure out what had happened. He needed to call Liam, he needed to get more information.
Half an hour later he was as intelligent as before - Liam had been with Elsa the whole morning, so why had Emma lied and told him that Liam did attack her?
He paced up and down looking at the clock from time to time.
When the door finally opened and Emma stepped out he inhaled sharply.
"Killian," she whispered but stopped dead in her tracks. He went to her and wrapped his arms around her. She had a huge plaster on her forehead and her left arm was in a plaster. She limped a bit and made a brave face, but was definitely in pain.
"Will you stay with her?" a platin-blonde doctor asked him suddenly. He looked at Emma, who looked so fragile and lost, and nodded. "Good, I don't want her to be alone today. Emma, please take the painkillers. I know you are a tough woman but please don't ignore the pain. You are a doctor as well and you know that you have to listen to your body."
She nodded slightly, her face still buried in Killian's chest. He tightened his grip and kissed the top of her head. "Thank you, doctor-"
"Whale, Victor Whale. And you are?"
"Killian Jones."
"Ah the famous Killian Jones, maybe you'll find out what happened. She is okay so far, just a broken wrist and the big wound on her forehead. She also has a few bruised ribs and a twisted ankle but nothing too serious."
Killian raised his brows. If that looks like something not too serious than what IS something serious? He shook his head and thanked the doctor before he turned with his best friend in his arms towards the exit.
"Killian," the moment he heard his brother's voice something snapped. He could tell him whatever he wanted, Emma would never lie to him and she couldn't fake all her injuries.
Without thinking he released Emma and stepped forward only to punch his brother in the face.
"KILLIAN!" Emma's surprised voice echoed through the hall. "Stop Killian."
"Bloody hell, how can you defend him after he did that to you?" he asked in disbelief, looking at Emma shocked.
Emma held her rips and leaned against the wall. "It wasn't him," she stated and looked at the floor.
"What? But you said that-"
"It was your other brother."
The words shocked him even more and now he had to steady himself against the wall. He looked from Liam to Emma and back to Liam who was rubbing his jaw.
"You mean- but Swan! I told you not to meet with him. I told you I don't trust him. Why did you- why were you- I-," when he saw her pained expression, her apologetic face, he stepped closer and pulled her into a hug. "Apologies," he mumbled when he felt his shirt getting wet. "Don't cry, Emma, please, I am not mad at you."
He looked at Liam who was standing at the other side of the hall. "Apologies, Liam, I couldn't think straight after I saw her and-"
"No more words needed. If the lady I love would be hurt like that I would have reacted the same way."
The moment the words were out, Liam clasped a hand over his mouth eyeing his younger brother in shock. Killian stared at him shocked. When he felt Emma stiffen in his arms, he closed his eyes.
He knew what will happen next - she will run, she will turn away from him and shut herself off. But he wouldn't allow it. Not this time.
"Swan, I-"
"Take me home, Killian," was all she said. He nodded and kissed her head again before he put his arm around her shoulder and led her outside towards his car.
Emma slept the rest of the day after she'd taken her pain meds. Killian never left her side. She curled into his side and placed a hand on his chest.
Killian looked at her and took a deep breath. He couldn't understand why Emma met with his younger brother Liam - he couldn't understand why she didn't tell him, but he also didn't question her decision.
He apologized again to his elder brother Liam who only said that it was okay but maybe Elsa would have a word with him as well and Liam, on the other hand, apologized for telling Emma that Killian was in love with her.
„I doubt she realized what you meant. The moment we came home she took her meds and since then she is fast asleep."
„Well, take care of her - I will try to figure out where Liam 2.0 is and why he attacked her. I think David will help us. He is a cop after all."
„Good idea, brother, but maybe you leave out that Emma got hurt. I don't want everyone to know and the moment David knows he will tell Mary Margaret and you know she isn't the best secret keeper."
„That's an understatement. Well, you know where you can reach me. Goodbye, brother. Oh, and Killian, take care of Emma."
„I will." He hung up and laid the phone aside when suddenly Emma stirred. She opened her eyes slowly and looked at him.
„Hey," she held her ribs and sat up slowly. „What time is it?"
„Hello, love. It's quarter past four. How do you feel?" He turned a bit and smiled at her softly.
„I'm fine, Killian, honestly," she groaned and sat up a bit more.
„Do you need anything? How about a hot chocolate with cinnamon and whipped cream?"
Emma nodded slowly but when Killian turned he suddenly felt her hand on his shoulder. He turned again and looked at Emma.
"What is it, love?" His blue eyes bored into her green ones. He could see she wanted to say something but she only shook her head.
He didn't press - he only got up and walked down to her kitchen, getting everything started to make her a hot cocoa. Ten minutes later he returned with her steamy mug only to find her propped up against her headboard crying.
"Bloody hell, Emma, what's wrong? Are you in pain?" He put down the mug and crawled into bed.
"I am so sorry, Killian. It's all my fault." Her words stopped him, he looked at her irritated when he suddenly saw a movement from the corner of his eyes. He put a hand on her knee protectively before he turned around slowly.
"Good evening, brother."
"Liam," Killian muttered through clenched teeth, "what the hell are you doing here and what do you want?"
"Brother - brother - brother, I thought you were smarter. Your little slut thought it was a good idea seeking me out and digging into my past. She should have listened to you. I really thought I taught her a lesson but what did she do the very first moment? She ran back to you, told you what I did to her. I should have hurt her even more."
Killian sat in front of Emma, shielding and protecting her. He had seen the weapon before but the very moment Liam started to point it at him he realized in what danger they were. Emma's sobs broke his heart, Liam's furious eyes made his blood boil.