Chapter 4

Emma and Killian shot each other a glance, a look to hurry up. They both started searching rapidly through the gold and glittering things that lay everywhere. The castle started to shake.

"Now you are trapped under the stones." Emma said and glanced at her pirate who nodded. Another growl came and the stone floor shook under them. "Anton is captured. We have to find that damn cup!" Emma felt the panic grow inside her as she literally turned every pile upside down and nothing.

"Found it." Killian said and held up a silver chalice with red diamond on it. Emma sighed out in relief and pulled her hair away from her face, than it hit her.

"We can't go down yet! Mary Margaret, Mulan and Aurora are down there." Emma realized. "We have to wait until you have been released before we can go down safely. How long after me did you go down?"

"I don't know, three hours?" He replied and sighed. Emma massaged her temples and sat down by a column.

"Swan!" It rang through the castle and Emma jumped where she sat. It stung in her heart that time and it wasn't any different this time. Killian sighed as he sat down beside her and put his hooked arm around her shoulder, pulling her to him.

"You know I love you." Emma said and leaned her head against his shoulder as he placed his chin on top of her head.

"Aye and I you. All too much apparently." Killian said and kissed the top of her head. After a couple of minutes, they both were sound asleep, leaning on each other. Emma dreamt of her family, of what they would be doing right now at the loft.

Mary Margaret would be making dinner with David who would turn up the radio and start dancing as he was standing at the stove. Henry would be doing his homework or maybe play with Neal and laugh at his grandfather's dancing. Emma would usually do the same, but then her father would make her dance with him or she would be sitting in the couch with Killian and laugh. And when David made her dance with him, Emma would be so embarrassed when Killian started to laugh at her with Henry. She usually made him dance with her when Mary Margaret told David that he was burning the food. Emma and Killian would dance with Henry or by themselves until the dinner was ready and they sat down. She smiled in her sleep and curled closer to Killian, but suddenly the stone floor started to shake and they both woke up in a jolt.

"What the hell was that?" Emma asked and looked at Killian who rubbed his eye.

"That, my love, was the sound of a giant that is letting me go." He said and stretched his legs. Emma stood up and looked around a corner just in time to see Killian running out the entrance where they first had come in. "You drool in your sleep, lass." He dried her drool of his shoulder. Emma rolled her eyes and held out her hand to help him up.

"Come on, we have to go before Anton comes back." Emma said and together they ran towards the entrance where past-Emma had gone out. "This exit leads to the back of the castle and a short cut down to the ground, so we have to hurry when we come down." Killian nodded and followed her down the other beanstalk that led to the middle of the beanstalk.

When they got down to the ground, there was no time to anything, so they ran as fast as they could back to the woods without looking back before they were safe outside the clearing.

"We should probably set camp for tonight. It's a long way to the sorcerer's place and it's getting dark." Killian said after a couple of hours walk through the woods. They sat down on the ground after Emma had conjured a fire in front them. His head lay in her lap while her back leaned against a tree and her hands ran through his hair. They both stared at the fire without saying anything for a while.

"You are right, Swan." Killian said without looking at Emma. "Things are going to change between us and your family, but I'm not going to force you to marry me." Emma reached out her hand in front of his face.

"Can I get my ring back?" She asked and looked at Killian's smiling face as he reached down in his pocket. The chalice was standing beside his head and casted shadows around them. Killian took her hand and slipped the ring on her finger. Emma smiled when he kissed her hand before she continued running her fingers through his hair.

"Does this mean that the wedding is back on?" He smirked and looked up at her. She shook her head at him and smiled.

"It was never off, love." This time she didn't mimic his voice, she simply gave him a nickname. Killian sat up and kissed her carefully which she gladly returned before wrapping her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss.

Later that night, they lay beside the fire together after some exhausting activities. (That I can't really go into details of because this story is rated M, but "tacos" for those who understand and if you don't, well, figure it out.)

"I think we literally just screwed up my parents' plan for us to sleep apart." Emma laughed where she lay in Killian's arms. His shirt wasn't buttoned, so his chest was bare.

"Indeed we did, love." He laughed and kissed his fiancé. "Maybe smart if we leave this part out when we get home." Emma made a sound in agreement. Her jeans were dirty as well as her singlet, but she didn't care. Within seconds they both fell asleep in each other's arms, but the sleep didn't last long until something startled them awake.

"What the bloody hell was that?" Killian yelled as they both sat up. The fire had gone out and the darkness had taken over the campsite. Emma got on her feet and searched the ground after the chalice, but it was hard without light.

"It's ogres. Where the hell is the chalice?" Emma said and kept searching until her finger knocked the chalice to its side. "Got it, now let's go!" Killian hurried to button his shirt and vest before taking his jacket on. Emma grabbed her jacket and took Killian's hand. Then they ran like hell.