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Also, if you have not already done so, please check out my new multi-chapter fic, In the Midst. It is a modern AU starting when Emma is in the foster system and meets Killian as a teenager and how their lives are intertwined from that point on. It would make me so happy if you read it and told me what you thought!

This I Promise You

It was over. Everything was over. Another threat would come soon and the crew would have to figure out how to defeat it, but for right now, there was nothing. The dark one was gone, Killian was alive, and all was well with the world.

The past twenty-four hours had been a blur. Their rescue mission to save Killian from the underworld had come to a close and they had made their way back to Storybrooke. Emma and Killian were both exhausted after saving her from the darkness and him from the underworld and had little opportunity to talk. It was late when they arrived back in Storybrooke and Emma needed to make sure Henry got home safely while Regina checked on Zelena. When Emma returned to Killian's ship, he was fast asleep. He still wore his leather jacket and the lights were still on. He intended to wait up for Emma to, finally, talk to her again and just be with her, but sleep overtook him. Emma was slightly disappointed, but was thankful that he was able to get some rest.

Emma made her way back to the loft for the night at her parents insistence, crashing into bed and falling asleep within minutes of walking in the door. She did not bother setting an alarm, figuring that the growling of her stomach would wake her up.

True to her assumption, the next morning her hunger was the only thing that forced her out of bed. The loft was quiet and all she wanted to do was sleep more. She looked over to her bedside table to see a note which her mother had left for her.

Your father, your brother, Henry and I went to Granny's for breakfast. They were getting whinney. Love you!-Mom

Emma smiled and slipped out of bed to get dressed to join her family. Regina and Robin would probably be there too,along with Roland, who loved to see Neal and Henry whenever he could. The little boy loved his "brothers" as he now referred to them.

After putting on grey jeans, a simple white shirt, her red jacket, he simply did her hair, making herself presentable enough to be out in public, but not really caring what she looked like. Before she left, she put Killian's ring that he had given her around her neck. She had worn it every day since he gave it to her and cherished it even more during his time in the Underworld. More than anything, she wanted to be with him again during that time, letting him know he was so loved and how much he meant to her.

Emma went downstairs, expecting to be greeted by the empty loft. Instead, sitting at the table which had breakfest placed on it, was Killian. His eyes were tired, but happy as a smirk played at his lips. He stood when he saw Emma, making his way towards her.

"Good morning, my love." He said, giving her a quick kiss and he pulled her into his embrace.

"What are you doing here? Not that I'm complaining?"

"Thought we could have breakfast together. And since the entire town decided on celebrating at Granny's, this seemed like the only way we could get alone."

"So, you cooked?" Emma questioned, leaning over a bit out of his embrace to see the food on the table.

"No. I would have, but I was quite worn out. And I know how much we have both missed Granny's food, so I got some to go." He explained. Emma nodded and he took her hand to lead her to the table. He pulled her chair out for her, always the gentleman he claimed to be, then sat down where he had been earlier, but shifted his chair over a bit to be closer to her.

"I missed this." Emma commented before she dove into her pancakes. The familiar taste was comforting after the time they had spent trying to save Killian from the Underworld. Even before that when she was in Storybrooke as the Dark One she did not go to Granny's often since she was public enemy number one.

"Aye, love, so did I. I missed you more though.I do not mind having all the villains and the fighting as long as you are there next to me."

"No more going to the Underworld then." Emma teased.

"No promised, lass. If it means saving you, I will go anywhere." He tells her with such sincerity. Normally Emma would argue that she did not need anyone to save her, that she could do it on her own, but she was learning that it was not so bad to depend on someone else. It did not make her weak or unable to save herself, it just meant that she found someone who loved her so much that they were willing to put her first and do whatever it took to keep her safe and happy.

"I know. Thank you. Just try not to get yourself almost killed again, okay?"

"Remember love, I am a survivor?"

"Speaking of," Emma said, pushing away her plate so she could move out of her chair. "This is yours." She took the necklace with the ring off her neck and started to give it to him, but he shook his head.

"But you said it kept you alive?" Emma asked, confused.

"I don't really believe that, love. And if that is true, I would much rather you were it." He confessed.

"It's yours though. And I don't need the reminder about the pirate anymore." Emma teased him,moving to the edge of her seat, still holding the jewelry out to him.

"Well, maybe it can serve a new purpose." He said, leaning back. Emma looked at him, confused, ready to protest. "Relax, Swan. I am not proposing now either. We have a while to go before we are ready for that. But that is something I want."

"Really?" She asked him. They had not seriously talked about the future, their future, yet. In Camelot, their common goal was getting back so they could have a chance at a real future. They joked about the white picket fence and everything that came with that, but had not had a real conversation about what they both wanted.

"Aye." He simply answered. "It is. I love you Emma, more than anything. I want to spend the rest of my days by your side."

She grinned ear to ear. "I love you too." She whispered. "So, know what does the ring mean?"

"A promise ring."

"A promise for what?"

"That we love each other and want to be together. A promise that we shall have a future together, no matter what that may look like. A promise that I will never leave you, my love. That I will always be here for you, to protect you and to love you."

Emma could not stop the few tears that slipped from the corner of her eye. "I like that. Thank you."

Killian slipped the necklace back around her neck and gave her a kiss to the cheek, which then lingered until he kissed her. He pulled back smiling. "No, thank you, darling."

"That was quite the speech you just delivered. Can't wait to see what you are like with wedding vows." Emma teased.

"I have to get through the proposal first, don't I, love?" He reminded her.

"Don't worry too much about that. I think you will probably get a yes."

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