Hey guys! This is my 4th of July treat for all of my readers. Some CaptainSwan fluff! I had this song stuck in my head an decided that I'd write my first song-fic. This is a one-shot, I hope you enjoy! :-)

All Over the Road

Killian Jones POV

I see the lights before I hear the whoop of the cop car. I pull over on the side of the road. Emma giggles in the passenger seat.

"Sir?" the short stout police officer says as he knocks lightly on the driver's window. I roll the window of my Plymouth GTX. I put my best face on and turn the charm all the way up before rolling it down slowly. Once it's all the way down he leans down and asks carefully. "Have you been drinking?"

"No sir, I haven't been drinking. I haven't even had one sip. This sweet thing's got me buzzing," I point over my shoulder to Emma, "from whispering in my ear." I lean in slightly and get quieter. "Just take a peek in here at this little hot mess," Emma must hear me because out of the corner of my eye and can see her ruffling her hair and flashing the officer a flirty smile, " mister you'll understand. I'm doing my best and I know I'm all over the road. Have a little mercy on me."

His eyes dart back and forth between Emma and I for a moment before he sighs, "Young love, it's a beautiful things so I'll let you off the hook just this once. But you might want to take a moment to clear your head before you get back on the road."

"Thanks," I pause and search for a badge with a name, "Peterson."

"No problem, I was young once too." He leans in and whispers to me, "If she drives you this crazy you should hold on, you only find someone like that once in a lifetime." He stands back up and raises his voice again. "I had this same problem with my wife when we were younger." He winks and goes back to his car.

"Nice job, Killian." She drags my name out because she knows it drives me crazy.

I pull out onto the road behind the police car. The cop car turns left at the next intersection while we go straight. I sigh in relief, now that he isn't carefully watching us. Emma's hand goes right back to where it was before we got pulled over, my knee, and I feel the light touch of her lips against my neck. My head gets foggy with images of Emma, her rich hazel eyes that hide her troubled past, her cherry red lips, her slender but strong hands, her hair and everything else about her. I know that by now I must be swerving again. I hear the tinkle of her laughter and my subconscious whispering her name over and over again.

I make a quick decision and pull off at the next back road.

"Where are we going?" she whispers in my ear. I shiver.

"To find a dark spot in or near the woods." I say roughly, her kisses getting to me. We're definitely swerving now because I certainly can't focus with her peppering my neck with kisses.

"Sounds like a plan Captain." She winks at me.

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