Here's another one! This is (again) a fluffy chapter (because I'm just a sucker for CaptainSwan fluff, in case you haven't noticed). The next one though… You'll see.

Special thought to my friend Monika, who I know has been going through some tough stuff.

Guess where I was last week? That's right, I was skiing in Saint-Sorlin D'Arves! I had tons of fun, and I couldn't stop thinking about these two.

Oh, and I added a little reference in here, let's see who can find it!

In other news, I'm thinking about posting this story on Archive of Our Own, for those of you who are interested. Spread the word!

Don't hesitate to comment every little thought that goes through your head! I love it, and it encourages me to keep going.

Ten : Frozen Date

The following days were bliss. Killian and Emma attended their skiing lessons in the mornings, constantly joking about having to bear their instructor, Robert. Or maybe it was the other way around…

During the afternoon, the two would often ski together, joking around. Emma almost died of laughter when Killian didn't get off the chairlift fast enough and had to go down and back up again while she waited at the top.

On several occasions, however, they stayed in Emma's rental flat to cuddle, talk, read, play board games and watch movies. With hot cocoa, of course. Emma had now developed a flawless technique for checkers.

Killian always had something or other planned for them to do in the evening. Between a fancy dinner, bowling, a firework show and a karaoke bar, Emma didn't know where he was coming up with these ideas, or what he was going to come up with next.

Much to her chagrin, their stay in the small village was drawing to a close. Emma had been carefully avoiding the subject, as if it wouldn't become reality until it was voiced out loud. She knew, however, that she would have to confront Killian about it soon.

"You ready?" The man in question interrupted her thoughts and slipped his warm calloused hand into hers. Emma nodded, letting him lead her out of the door and to their destination for the evening.

"What do you think?" Killian asked with a smile a few minutes later, gesturing to the white building in front of them.

"Ice-skating?" Emma's eyes widened. "This is so exciting! I've never been before!" She cried out in glee.

"So you like it?" Killian beamed.

"I absolutely love it!" She leaned forward to press a kiss to the corner of his lips.

A few minutes later, the two had donned their skates and were wobbling towards the skating rink. Killian stepped onto the ice first, turning with ease to wait for Emma. She followed hesitantly, gripping the railing as she took a few clumsy steps.

The blonde looked up from her feet and into deep ocean blue eyes when she felt Killian's gloved hand slip into her own.

"I've got you." He reassured her and squeezed her hand. Emma nodded and reluctantly let go of the railing to lean on Killian. He adjusted his pace to match hers, encouraging her when she lost her balance or slowed down. He smiled at the way her face lit up despite the concentrated expression she wore.

Emma looked at him in surprise when his hold on her hand loosened considerably. Killian nodded with a smile as he withdrew his hand, leaving her to skate on her own.

Emma bit her lip in concentration and looked down at her feet. She took small steps on the ice. Killian was right behind her, ready to catch her if she fell. Emma did a full lap and then turned around, grinning at Killian.

"I did it!" She squealed excitedly, stepping forward to grab his outstretched hand. Emma gasped when her foot slipped and she lurched forwards. She closed her eyes and braced for the impact with the ground. What she came into contact with, however, was definitely too soft and warm to be ice.

"You okay, love?" Came Killian's accented voice as he helped her stand. Emma nodded and smiled.

"Let's do it again!" She exclaimed and pulled Killian behind her. And so they did.

"Oh, that was so much fun." Emma sighed happily as they stepped into her rental flat. Their rental flat, now. "Thank you, Killian." She smiled gratefully as she sat down to take off her shoes.

Killian nodded in agreement and put away their winter gear before sitting on the couch. Well, technically, his bed. A temporary bed, He reminded himself. He realized that he wasn't going to share a flat with Emma forever, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to miss it.

"Killian?" Emma's soft voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Aye?" He looked up and turned towards her.

"Want to watch a movie?" She asked as she sat down beside him and snuggled into his side, humming softly.

The two ended up watching Sherlock and stuffing themselves with popcorn.

"Sherlock's voice is so sexy." Emma sighed dreamily when the first episode ended.

"Are you implying something there, Swan?" Killian said in a husky voice, raising an eyebrow. A shiver ran down Emma's spine, and she closed her eyes for a moment.

"Nothing at all." She bit her lip and looked into his eyes. "You both have deep sexy voices, with the accent and all."

"Now that's better." Killian chuckled, nuzzling her neck.

"Shut up and put on the next episode." Emma rolled her eyes, grinning.

An hour later, Emma had fallen asleep, her head dropping onto Killian's shoulder. He smiled softly when he noticed this and carefully shifted so that he could carry her off the couch. He gently laid her down on her bed and pulled the covers over her. Emma opened her eyes slightly at the movement and tentatively reached for his hand.

"Stay." She said softly, looking up into his eyes sleepily. Killian nodded slowly, smiling as he slipped under the covers beside her. Emma instinctively snuggled into him with a happy sigh. He closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around her small frame, letting sleep overtake him.