Chapter 2:

No matter how hard she tries to deny it, Emma spends practically the entire weekend thinking about Killian Jones. She exchanges more texts, some of them flirty and some of them not. She learns about the people on his dodgeball team, mostly Will Scarlet who is described as an "arse," and Belle French, Will's girlfriend, who tries to keep him in line. Emma finds she really enjoys texting Killian, more so than she ever did with any of her one-night turned few-night stands. He is witty, and engaging, and tends to brighten up whatever it is she is doing.

Emma spends so much time thinking about Killian Jones, that by her normal Monday girl's lunch with Ruby and Mary Margaret, Emma brings up dodgeball within the first five minutes of sitting down at Granny's. Maybe if she finds out what they think of Killian, Emma can figure out what her feelings really mean.

"So what did you think of the new teams?" Emma asks, trying not to sound really interested in the conversation. "Some of them seemed pretty good, right?"

"Is now when we get to go through all the guys on the other teams and rank them by hotness, because I am SO DOWN." Ruby says, bouncing up and down in her seat.

Mary Margaret rolls her eyes at her friend. "Ruby, does everything have to come down to looks? Can't we talk about their skill?"

"Yeah, skill in the sack." Ruby replies. "But come on, the captain of the team that was all in green? The Merry Men? Oh, those men are definitely merry!"

"What does that even mean?" Emma asks, unable to hold back a laugh.

"It means I'd be okay if one of them wanted to show me their little merry man, if you know what I mean," Ruby replies, leaning over and taking a big sip of her milkshake.

"I'm going to ignore that last statement," Mary Margaret adds, shaking her head at her friend. "I do have to say, their team played really well. They've got some sharp shooters on their team. I don't think their team captain missed a single throw."

"Yeah, they defeated the Hook Shots in two games - they had to go to a tie breaker." Emma says, steering the conversation back to where she hopes it will go.

"Are you allowed to have a hook in dodgeball? That has to be illegal, right? It seems like he could hurt someone with that," Ruby says with a wink.

Mary Margaret moans. "Oh, just finish the line already."

"It looked like Emma was ready to be poked with his hook pretty hard on Thursday!"

Emma coughs on her onion ring, and Ruby lets out a triumphant yelp of happiness.

"So you DID think he was hot!" Ruby cries with glee. "Oh, Emma, we are going to get you back into the game!"

Emma takes a big drink of her milkshake, hoping to wash down the pieces of onion ring still caught in her throat. Before she has a chance to defend herself, Ruby and Mary Margaret begin speaking over each other in excited tones.

"Oh, Emma hasn't been interested in someone in forever! This is so perfect!" Mary Margaret says.

"Yeah! And think of how good in the sack he would be - those deep lunges? Come on, you know that guy is flexible!" Ruby adds.

"The double dates we can go on! Oh, I am sure we could get him to come to game night, right?"

"God, and their babies are going to be so HOT!"

"And their kids will be really good at dodgeball too - think of the skills!"

"We could be bridesmaids at their wedding! I bet he looks hot in a suit!"

"And he is probably great with kids, oh I wonder if he and Henry will get along!"

Emma has trouble keeping up with how far her two friends seem to be planning - everything from first date to marriage to sex life to babies and - yeah, this is going way too far. The thought of Killian Jones, who right now is a guy she texts that gives her butterflies, being her husband and father to her future kids is just too much to handle right now.

"GUYS!" Emma calls. Ruby and Mary Margaret stop their happy chatter, and turn to look at Emma. "Do I get a say in my future life? Or are you guys just going to plan it out for me?"

Ruby and Mary Margaret's faces fall.

"Sorry Emma, got carried away," Ruby says.

"I'm just so happy you're interested in someone again," Mary Margaret says sheepishly.

"And he is so HOT!" Ruby adds.

Emma sighs. "And who said I was interested in Killian?"

Ruby and Mary Margaret's faces light up, and instantly Emma realizes her mistake.

"So, Killian, is it?" Ruby asks, a feral glint in her eye.

Emma can feel her face reddening, and she tries to think of a way out of this new conundrum. While she can't admit how much she is into this guy or she will never hear the end of it, the truth may not hurt too much. Or at least, part of the truth.

"Yes, Killian." Emma says, taking a deep breath and trying to get her breathing to cooperate. "I drove him home from dodgeball because his friend ditched him, so yeah, I got his name."

Ruby and Mary Margaret smile at each other, and Emma is pretty sure she should be scared of what is to come.

"That sounds very nice, Emma," Mary Margaret says.

"Did you get anything else from him on the ride home?" Ruby asks.

"Like, a phone number? Or an invitation to a date?" Mary Margaret adds.

Emma lets out a loud groan, collapsing forward onto her arms and hiding her face from her friends. She feels Mary Margaret's hand come out to pat her shoulder, and resists the urge to swat her friend away.

"We worry about you, sometimes, Emma. That you aren't putting yourself out there, that you aren't trying." Mary Margaret says, her voice soft and comforting. "We just want you to be happy."

"Yeah, Ems. Not every guy is like Neal, you have to give them a chance," Ruby says, her arm coming to join Mary Margaret's on Emma's shoulder. Emma cringes internally, not wanting to even have to think about Neal right now. But Ruby is right - not all guys are Neal. Though lots of guys are like Neal, especially the kind of guys that Emma likes.

Emma sits up angrily, images of Neal and Killian mixing together in her head. "Just, drop it, okay guys? I just drove someone home from dodgeball. He was nice, and invited Henry to come hang out on his boat, but other than that nothing happened. And nothing is going to happen, because I do not have time for that right now. Now, can we go back to assessing the hotness of the other teams and stop discussing my dating life?"

Ruby sighs. "Are you sure you aren't interested in him Emma? I saw the way you stared at him during warm-up."

Neal's image, and the heartbreak of everything he put Emma through, flashes into Emma's mind. "Not interested in dating Killian Jones, or anyone else. I am good with just me and Henry, okay?" Emma takes a large bite out of her grilled cheese to put some finality to her point. She smiles internally as Ruby and Mary Margaret concede to ending their discussion. This is definitely not the conversation Emma wanted to have when she thought of bringing up dodgeball. And definitely not how she wanted to feel after discussing one Killian Jones.

As Mary Margaret and Ruby move on to a new topic, Emma begins to really think about Killian, about the future Mary Margaret and Ruby have been discussing. She tries to think idealistically, but she can feel the panic building up. Panic that Ruby and Mary Margaret are stretching too far when it comes to Emma's life. She knows that she cannot have the love that Mary Margaret and David have - she doesn't expect that. But somewhere in the back of her mind, there is a voice saying that she actually wants everything Ruby and Mary Margaret are saying. Then that voice has to go and remind Emma that she doesn't get things that she wants, no matter how attainable her wants seem.

Emma doesn't get fairy tales, she doesn't get knights in shining armour. She gets a jail sentence and pregnancy at 17. She gets a broken heart that she doesn't think can be healed, no matter how many butterflies she gets from texting Killian Jones.

And at once, Emma realizes that she can't let those butterflies take her anywhere. Because, if she lets him in and is wrong about his intentions, Emma is going to be left with a broken heart again. And not only her, but Henry too - Henry, who is so excited to get to become a pirate with Killian. No, better to let them both down now before it starts, before she gets really vulnerable and is left another broken husk of a person.

Emma cringes internally as she sends out a text to Killian, telling him that Henry's practice is cancelled and that she can't do coffee. She gets back a sad face as a reply, but an offer for another time. Emma doesn't reply, bracing herself to protect her heart from letting Killian Jones in.


In the days between lunch with Ruby and Mary Margaret and their next Thursday game, Emma makes a decision about how she wants the Killian Jones situation to go down. And basically, that means Emma wants to run for the hills and avoid him as much as possible.

She had received a few more texts from Killian - some asking about Henry, a few about dodgeball, some continuing their weekend conversation. Emma ignored them all, refusing to let this man into her life. The text message she gets Thursday morning though, asking about getting a ride home again, that one Emma feels she has to reply to. Thus Emma sends the one thing she thinks Killian can't argue against - a reply that involves her son. "Henry has homework, have to get him home quick tonight."

Even knowing she has no responsibility to this man, Emma hides in the girls' locker room until the start of the games, mentally reviewing the schedule for the night and her possible exit plan. Thankfully the Hook Shots have the 7 and 7:30 slots, while the Storybrooke Saviours play at 8 and 8:30. Absolutely no time for small talk in between games, or so Emma hopes.

When Emma walks onto the court, the Hook Shots are finishing up their final game. Emma pointedly ignores them, choosing to have her back towards the courts as she warms up by throwing a ball against the wall. Even not looking, Emma can hear the grunts and sounds coming from the court. She can hear the cheers, the yells, and Emma tries her hardest to block out the sound of any British voices. Emma's skin feels on fire, knowing that he is just behind her. As she hears the game end (punctuated by a triumphant whoop from Will Scarlet), Emma tries her hardest not to turn around until the Hook Shots have completely left the court.

Thinking the coast is clear, and hearing the calls of her friends to join them for their game, Emma turns around and heads to the court. She keeps her head down, but can't help peering up when she catches a glint of metal at the edge of her vision. Looking up is definitely a mistake.

Killian fills Emma's vision, his eyes downcast and face wearing a frown despite their previous win. Emma tries not to look, but Killian's eyes light up as soon as their eyes meet and a small smile tugs at his lips. Emma instantly pulls her eyes away, looking forward at her friends and speeding up her pace to reach them in the center of the court.

Emma can feel her face turning red as Ruby and Mary Margaret both give her a look. Mary Margaret's is sad, though still a little hopeful. Ruby's is just disappointed.

"Okay, so are we playing or not?" Emma asks. Her friends nod in agreement, and they move to line up for the start of the game.

"Three…" The referee says, starting the countdown to the start of the game.

Emma begins to brace herself.

"Two..."

Emma feels someone staring at the back of her neck, and flips her head around to look towards the door.

"One…"

Killian looks broken, his sad eyes sinking into Emma and pulling her out of her focus. The blues that just last week Emma felt she could drown in have turned overcast, like a storm is filling them. Killian gives her one last look, then walks out of the doors to the gymnasium.

"DODGEBALL!"


To say the games today went horribly would be an understatement. Emma was hit out within the first thirty seconds of the first game, the ball hitting her chest pulling Emma out of her reverie. The Merry Men then continued to take out every single one of the Storybrooke Saviours, Ruby and Mary Margaret too distracted by Emma to really play properly. David tried to hold down the fort at the end, but he too also got hit causing the Storybrooke Savours to have their first loss of the season. Though they made a comeback in the next sessions, the Merry Men still won 3 out of 5 games. Emma is devaastated, and feels like she let her team down by being distracted.

The distracted playing continued into the second match against a team called The Ball Breakers. And while the Saviours came out ahead 3-1, Emma still felt like she let down the team by allowing even one loss. In previous years, the Ball Breakers had never even come close to winning a single match.

Emma didn't let herself be consoled by her friends, all of whom tried to convince her to come to Granny's for a hot chocolate to cheer up. Instead, Emma promised she would be back on her game the next week when they inevitably played the Hook Shots, before grabbing Henry from his practice early and taking them both home.

"Are you okay, Mom?" Henry asks on the ride home. "Did you guys lose at dodgeball?"

"I'm fine kid, just tired," Emma replies, trying to focus on the road and not on the reason she was so distracted all night. But every time Emma closes her eyes she can't get the image of Killian Jones and his sad eyes out of her head.

"Why aren't we driving Killian home? I wanted to tell him what I learned about pirates." Henry sounds sad, and Emma hates having to break her kid's heart, but it is easier than letting themselves get close enough to Killian to allow him to break both of their hearts himself.

"He drove himself today," Emma replies. "I don't know if we will be driving him anymore, okay kid?"

"Okay," Henry says with a sigh. "Can I still go out with him on his boat sometime?"

"We'll see," Emma replies. And by the look on Henry's face, Emma is quite sure he understands that 'we'll see' really means 'no'.


Emma throws herself into cases for the next week, and actually succeeds in distracting herself pretty well. But she can't distract herself the next Thursday, when Emma finds herself standing on the court directly across from Killian as their teams face off for the first time.

She had avoided watching Killian warm up, opting to have her back to the other teams. But she cannot avoid him now, the way he bends low waiting for the whistle to start the game, the way his eyes seem to jump between focusing on the dodgeballs and Emma's own eyes. When the whistle is blown to start the game, Emma doesn't even realize it until Killian is no longer standing where she is staring. Instead, he is barrelling towards the line of balls at centre court, his hook held up next to his waist.

Emma watches as Killian grabs a ball, expertly throwing it at Graham who was just a moment too slow in dodging. As Graham walks off the court, Emma jumps to the side to avoid a ball thrown at her. She scans the floor quickly, finding a ball rolling in her direction and running. She grabs the ball and uses it to deflect another flying at her from across the court. Emma hears the sound of someone being hit, and frowns as Merida walks off the court to join Graham.

David whistles, and Emma knows this to be the cue to throw as a group. Emma, Ruby and David all have balls, and as David whistles again they send them hurling across towards the other team. Emma aims at Killian, and he practically falls to the splits to prevent himself from being hit. Ruby and David are more successful, both managing to hit players on the other team leaving them at 4 on 4.

As the game continues, Emma can't help but watch Killian play. She is drawn to him, no matter how she tries to fight it off. The grace by which he throws, the way his shorts pull as he lunges low to throw, how flexible he is at avoiding getting hit. And his accuracy - every ball he throws heads straight for its intended target - whether it hits really depends on if Emma's teammate is watching for it. However, Emma isn't watching the game so much as watching Killian, and she doesn't notice Will sending a perfect shot at her chest.

"Damnit," Emma cries, throwing her ball to the ground and joining Merida and Graham on the side of the court. From her spot on the sidelines, Emma has a much easier time watching Killian without risk of being hit. She finds her time is short, though, the Hook Shots catching one of Mary Margaret's throws, then easily hitting Ruby and David within the next 30 seconds.

After a short re-group, the second match starts. Emma tries to stay more focused on the game this time - aiming her shots at anyone other than Killian. Their team succeeds in winning this round, thanks to a well-timed catch by Ruby and some fantastic dodging from Graham.

The next two matches go in a similar fashion as the first two - one round very clearly going to the Hook Shots while the Storybrook Saviours winning the other in under three minutes.

Before the final game, both teams take a moment to catch their breath. The last game is the tie breaker, and the real determinant of which team is truly the best. David gives them one of his rally speeches - the kind that make Emma think he was a King in a previous life - and eventually all six members of the Storybrook Saviours head out onto the court with thoughts of winning the glory of the tie breaker game.

Emma can tell that the Hook Shots had some sort of rallying speech as well, though Killian looks more angry than excited for their final game.

As the referee calls for the game to start, Emma watches as the madness unfolds. Merida gets in a quick shot, much like Killian had in the first game, taking Will out before the game really began.

Next comes a well-timed shot from Ruby, bouncing between players and knocking two of the Hook Shots out in one go. David gets in a hit as well, taking out the bookish brunette, Belle. It looks like the Saviours have the game in the bag, another player getting hit by a well-timed shot from Merida and leaving Killian alone on the court. But then, Emma sees the moment their game comes crashing down.

Mary Margaret tips her ball a little too high, and Killian easily catches it bringing Will back in the game. Will grabs the closest ball to him, and he and Killian throw together managing to hit both David and Graham. Ruby almost makes a catch, but then lets the ball slip through her fingers, letting out a swear as she heads off the court.

Emma grabs the closest ball to herself, looking over at Merida and nodding. They both wind up, hoping to hit both their targets and get this game over with. Emma is successful, her ball bouncing off of Will's foot. Merida is not as lucky - her ball easily deflected by Killian, who then follows up with a shot to Merida's arm. Unfortunately, Merida goes for the catch - and while she is fantastic at throwing, she cannot catch to save her life. The ball ends up tipping of her finger and flying towards the other court.

Suddenly Emma finds herself on the court alone - Killian on the other side - and their teams left in a sudden death match. She can no longer avoid looking at Killian - he is the only target left on the court.

Killian lets out a growl then grabs the ball closest to him and throws it in a deep lunge. Emma jumps to the side, avoiding the ball while grabbing her own off the ground. She waits a moment, trying to find a weak spot, trying to wait until Killian bends down for his own ball or turns around so he is vulnerable. Unfortunately, it doesn't look like he is going to give her anything but anger, so Emma throws her ball as hard as she can towards him.

With a dive-roll, Killian manages to get out of the way from the ball and grab his own off the floor. He doesn't even stand up before throwing, the ball staying low and Emma having to jump up to avoid being hit in the foot.

After two minutes of this back and forth, neither Killian nor Emma getting hit, someone from Emma's team calls out for a tie. Emma hears someone on Killian's team call out the same, the members of the teams wanting to put a quit to the back and forth. But Emma doesn't want to give up - doesn't want to give in to their teams. It seems Killian thinks the same way as they both call out "NO!" before continuing to throw ball across the court at each other.

After another few minutes, Emma can tell that she and Killian are both getting tired. She jumps to the right as one of Killian's balls come towards her, at a much lower speed than how he normally throws. All of the balls are on her side now, and Emma slowly walks up to one and lifts it up. She takes a deep breath and, using the little amount of energy she has left, throws the ball as hard as she can towards Killian.

Killian attempts to move to the side, but he is too slow. Emma's ball arcs downwards and grazes Killian's ankle, giving the Storybrooke Saviours their three to two win. Killian lets out an angry growl at the same time as Ruby jumps up with a happy scream.

"YOU DID IT!" Ruby cries, running over and pulling Emma into a hug. Emma collapses into Ruby's arms, the exertion of the past five minutes catching up to her. David, Mary Margaret, Graham and Merida all join in on the group hug, crushing Emma in the middle of all her friends. She finally lets out a small laugh, but her voice is dry and not much sound can get out.

"Water?" Emma moans, leaning further into her friends.

"Right, I'm on it!" David says, extricating himself from the group and running off to find Emma's water bottle. Eventually all of her friends release from the hug, and Emma leans on Mary Margaret as she walks them to the bleachers to sit down.

"That was fantastic!" Mary Margaret cries. "I didn't know you had that in you!"

Emma nods, smiling graciously as David approaches with her water bottle. Emma guzzles half of it down before taking a deep breath. "I didn't know I did either," she says.

"We've got a half-hour before the next game, so loads of time to rest up before we play again." Mary Margaret says happily.

"I, for one, am glad to have our star player back." David adds, patting Emma on the shoulder. "I have no idea what got into you last week, but I hope it stays far far away from us."

Emma's eyes glance over to the bleachers on the other end of the gym, where Killian is drinking water and angrily trying to brush Will Scarlet's comforting arm off his shoulder. He looks up, and the blues of Killian's eyes shine right into Emma. He looks upset, but more than one would expect from losing a game of dodgeball.

"Right," Emma says, pulling her eyes away from Killian to look back up at David. "I think it was just a cold or something. Won't happen again."

Ruby, Merida and Graham all come over, giving Emma congratulatory pats on the back for winning the game. Graham begins to say something about their next game, but Emma is distracted. Killian doesn't seem to have calmed down. Instead, she can hear him yelling at Will Scarlet about distractions on the court. His eyes rise up and meet Emma's again, and in an instant Killian is standing up and storming out of the gymnasium. Scarlet tries to follow, but Belle pulls him back.

"So I think if we continue that strategy in the next games then there is no way we will lose, right Emma?" Graham says. Emma looks up at him for a moment, no idea what he has been saying for the last minute. The only thought on her mind is what is getting Killian so upset, and that it probably has something to do with her. To avoid confrontation now would probably just put more fuel in the fire, and may cause an even bigger blow up next time.

"Right, yeah," Emma says, standing up and turning to look at the doors the gym. "We've got a half hour until the next game, right?"

"Right…" Ruby says, eyeing Emma.

"I'm going to go freshen up before the next game. Get some more water. I'll be back, okay?" And with that, Emma grabs her water bottle and rushes out the door. She walks through the halls, looking down each one, hoping Killian hasn't gone into the men's locker rooms where she can't really follow. Thankfully, she notices a mop of black hair in the nearly-empty weights room and halts her movements to step inside.

Killian is in a corner, his right hand continually hitting one of the punching bags hanging from the roof. His face is red, his mouth turns down in a scowl. With each punch he lets out an angry guttural noise.

Emma takes a deep breath and walks over to Killian, grabbing his shoulder and turning him around. "What is your problem?" Emma asks angrily.

"My problem?" Killian growls. "I should be asking the same thing to you, Swan." He turns back around and begins hitting the bag again.

"I don't have a problem," Emma says. "But something is definitely bugging you."

Killian stops his punching and turns to face Emma. "Oh, that is a real good observation, isn't it love?" He asks, the sarcasm dripping from his voice. "Whatever made you come to that conclusion?"

"Killian, just tell me what is wrong." Emma says, her tone changing to what she hopes is calming.

"What is wrong, Swan, is that I thought we were making plans to take your boy out on my boat. I thought we were going to get coffee. I thought you were going to reply to any of my text messages. I thought that you had been interested, because that is definitely the impression you had given me over that first weekend. And then, somehow after Monday afternoon, all I get is radio silence." Killian stares at Emma, his eyes piercing into her soul. "So why don't you tell me what the problem is, and then we can continue being dodgeball rivals and nothing else."

"My problem is…" Emma says, then groans and turns her head to look up at the ceiling. "My problem is I like you, and nothing good ever comes when I like someone."

Killian freezes in front of Emma, and she looks down from the ceiling to meet his eyes. They are still stormy, but there is a hint of bright blue near the middle.

"You like me," Killian says with a scoff. "Well, what a great way of showing it, Swan."

"I'm bad at this, okay?" Emma growls, and she finds Killian's eyes are trained directly on her. "I am bad at liking people, and bad at relationships. The last time I liked someone, I ended up with a kid and a broken heart, so I panicked. My friends were asking all these questions and they kept bringing up Neal and I just panicked and shut down to save myself the heartbreak. Is that what you wanted to hear?"

Killian barks out a laugh, and Emma glares up at him. "Very funny, Swan. By saving yourself heartbreak you failed to notice those around you who may get hurt."

Of course Emma would completely forget to think of how her actions would affect Killian. She thought of protecting her own heart, but failed to wonder how that would affect everyone else's.

"You're not the only one with baggage, love," Killian says with a sigh. He looks down at her, and Emma can see his eyes are bright blue again - all the fight is gone. And Emma finds the fight is gone in her as well.

Emma closes her eyes, and turns her head up to the ceiling to avoid Killian's gaze as she says, "Do you think we should work through that baggage together?" When Emma opens her eyes again, she is greeted by Killian's smile.

"We could try, if that is what you want," Killian replies.

Emma takes a deep breath. "Okay."

"Are you sure about this, Swan?" He asks, taking a step closer so that they are nearly touching. "You can just let me fester in rejection. You don't owe me anything."

"I know," Emma says. She takes another deep breath, and looks Killian straight in the eyes as she says, "but you give me butterflies."

"I take it butterflies are good?" He asks, leaning forward so he is entirely in Emma's space.

"You could say that," Emma says. Killian doesn't move from his spot, opting to let Emma decide what she wants to do. Choosing to take the plunge, Emma reaches up and grabs the front of Killian's shirt, pulling him towards her as she leans up on her toes and connects their lips together. Killian jumps in surprise, but within a moment his lips begin to move slowly against hers.

Emma leans into the kiss, her arms coming up to wrap around Killian's neck while one hand fists the hair at the back of his scalp. She feels the cool metal of Killian's hook on her back, and relishes the change in temperature from the warmth of his lips. The butterflies are back full force in Emma's stomach, and she doesn't know how long she can keep going without pulling back for air. Nevertheless, Emma pushes into the kiss opting to explore, taste, and feel instead of breathing.

"Emma?"

Killian and Emma jump apart upon hearing David's voice calling her name from the hallway. Emma looks down at her watch as the two try to catch their breath, noticing that her next game starts in only five minutes.

"Sorry, I should get going. Another game," Emma says between breaths..

"Right," Killian says, his hand coming up to scratch behind his neck as his ears begin to redden. "I take it this means we are back on for coffee next Tuesday? And that you'll reply to my texts?"

"Something like that," Emma says with a smile. She leans up and places a small peck on Killian's cheek, smiling as his cheeks redden to match his ears. "And, I'm really sorry about how bad I am at all of this. And I'm sorry if I panic again. I'll try not to."

"We can work on it," Killian says. They both jump as Emma's name is again called from the hallway, this time a little louder. "Now get back in there, you have a game to win."

Emma nods, and turns to head out of the weights room. Just after exiting, Emma changes her mind and pokes her head back in. "Henry is done at eight-thirty, if you need a ride. Okay?" She doesn't wait for a reply, instead offering the olive branch and running before she can see Killian's reaction.

As Emma heads back to the gymnasium, bumping into David on the way, she begins to feel the panic rising up again. Obviously Killian has a bit of a temper, and obviously they have already had a lot of miscommunication in whatever it is they are doing. And those two things are not good ways to start out whatever kind of relationship this is going to be. But Emma pushes down the panic, instead focusing on the butterflies she had from their kiss, and focusing on how excited Henry will be when they drive Killian home. And hopefully those thoughts will quell whatever it is in Emma that is forcing her to protect her heart, instead of letting Killian in.


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