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"I'm not going."

"Yes you are."

"No. I'm. Not."

"Emmaaaa Pleeeease!"

"Killiaaaan NO!"

"What do you have against parties! You went to loads last year."

"Yeah, loads that you forced me to go to."

"Just this one, don't make me go alone... I'll do your chores for a week!"

"...two weeks."

"Deal."

So that's how I ended up here. At another one of Regina's parties surrounded by drunk teenagers who can't keep their hands to themselves.

"Swan! Having fun?" Robin called, beer spilling from his red cup as he moved towards me.

"Clearly not as much as you are, how many have you had?"

"Well I'll have you know... this is my first cup!"

"Mm..hmm.."

"I've just filled it a few times..."

I rolled my eyes and brought him over to an empty couch.

"Stay here, I'll get you some water."

I made my way through the living room towards the kitchen. I opened the cupboard where Regina keeps extra cups and went over to the sink to fill it. The only issue being my two almost naked peers making out in front of it.

"Excuse me... can I just... Hey!"

They separated at gave me a look as if I'd grown a second head. I raised an eyebrow and pointed towards the sink. They slid down the counter top and I filled the cup.

Leaving the kitchen, I went back to the room where I had left Robin, only to find him passed out across the chair. I rolled my eyes and woke him up.

"Robin.."

He mumbled something under his breath and rubbed his eyes.

"Here take this,"

He drank the water just as I heard an oddly familiar shout.

"EMMAAAAAA! My bestest friends in the whoooole world!"

I felt an arm wrap around my waist and a head land on my shoulder, hot breathe against my neck.

"See how funnnn this is!"

"Not really Killian."

"Seriously Swan? Still sober?" Regina appeared raising a judgmental brow.

"What's wrong with you, afraid your parents will be ashamed of you?"

"What the hell Regina?" Killian growled.

"Come on Swan, I think it's time we left."

We got how half an hour later. Killian unlocked the door and we made our way upstairs. As we enter my room it became more difficult to hold myself together until finally the first tear rolled out of my eye. I turned my back so Killian didn't see me cry.

"I'm sorry I made you come tonight Swan... Swan? Emma?" He gently turned me around as I looked toward the floor.

"Emma..."

Suddenly I was being pulled into his warm embrace, his finger weaving into my hair.

We were curled up together on my bed when I finally stopped crying.

"I was a baby..."

"Swan, you don't have to-"

"No, I want to. I never told you the full story, it's time I did."

He tangled his finger with mine and pulled me closer.

"I know it wasn't their fault.. but... I can't help but blame them a little. I wasn't in the car. They ran a red light. Then I was all alone."

I felt his rough hands wipe the tears from my cheek. I took that hand in my free one and held it tight.

"The note that was left with me said they were in an accident. But someone... someone had to have left that note... someone that could have looked after me, kept me out of the system. Why did they leave me?"

He let go of my hands and turned me around holding me from behind. I tangled our fingers together on my stomach and melted into his embrace.

"I ask myself the same question everyday Swan."

It was morning when I found myself still in Killian's arms. I turned in his arms and found him already awake.

"Morning luv," he spoke, his voice rough with sleep.

"Mmm." I replied, pulling him closer.

"Guys!" Ingrid's voice traveled through the door,

"I left you last night but if your not both up and downstairs in two minutes I'm never going to let you again."

Killian just held me tight and pulled the covers higher over us.

"Jones..." I murmured

"Shh... sleeping."

I giggled at his response. I unwillingly pushed the covers off and took his hands, pulling him out of bed.

"I'll never forgive you for this Swan, a man needs his beauty sleep!"

"Man? Hmm... I was thinking more preteen boy."

A gave me a deathly glare and dragged himself out of bed.

"Emma? Killian? Twenty seconds or I'm not cooking you breakfast!" Ingrid called again.

Killian looked at the door, wide eyed and ran down the stairs. I laughed, quickly following after.

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