A/N: Usually this goes at the end, but lookie here! I ACTUALLY FINISHED IT O.O OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG I CAN't EVEN... AND GET READY FOR A PLOT TWIST... if that's what you'll call it, anyways. x)
She had done it- she admitted that he was 'exceptionally handsome and hot'.
"Wasn't so hard, was it Emma?"
"Actually, it quite is," that was a typical answer coming from her.
Killian followed Emma to a interviewer that was waiting for them.
"I'm Aurora," she held out her hand, "of course I know you two, Emma, Killian."
"Hey," Emma waved at the camera- or at Aurora- they were in the same direction.
"So, Emma! A dress! Was not expecting that, let me tell you."
"Yeah. My friend, Ruby replaced most of my clothes with dresses- and my boots for these heels."
"I daresay she was really conflicted- weather she should wear the dress or buy some clothes," Killian smirked.
"Well, yeah; you know I hate dresses and all that."
"Question- is there going to be a sequel?" Aurora directed it to Emma but her gaze went to him. Of course him.
"I hope so," Killian said, grinning, "I mean, it would be cool if there was one- hopefully." He crossed his fingers and muttered, "please, please, please."
"If there is a sequel, what would you like it to be?"
"Well," Killian said, making sure he gets the first word, "I think it would be about their trip to Neverland. Like, you know..."
"He means," Emma said, clarifying what Killian was saying, "that it would be like a 'Return to Neverland' kind of thing."
"Yeah, that," Killian agreed, it wasn't exactly what he was thinking about, but no harm, "looks like Hook's going to kidnap Tina again."
"Yes, yes, can't wait for that!" Aurora exclaimed, "are we meeting Jack Sparrow though?"
"Ooh, Jack Sparrow," Killian's eyebrows shot up in surprise, "then they wouldn't be going to Neverland; unless Jack tries to take over the Jolly Roger, which can be a likely plot."
"What if Jack Sparrow is in it and you get to work with Johnny Depp, how would that make you feel?"
"OH MY GOD," Emma breathed out, "I would FREAK. Like I wouldn't stop screaming, at all."
"Fangirl," Killian mouthed to the camera, pointing to Emma.
"I heard that," Emma said, and as an apology, Killian wrapped his arm around her.
"Well yeah," Killian replied, not knowing what to say.
"We know someone else is waiting to interview you guys, so I'll make it quick. What was happening during those tweets about you two last night?"
"Oh," Emma let out a sigh and started giggling.
"She's not very functional when you talk about that," Killian tried not to laugh, "we were playing a prank on him- and, um well- it turned to that."
"I see," Aurora nodded, giving Emma a puzzling look, "well, hope to see you two next time."
"Woah! I thought you were kidding!" Killian yelled, the day after the premier and Emma wanted to go souvenir shopping; their plane was leaving in a few hours.
"You know the plane leaves in a few hours, right?"
"Then buy another ticket," Emma said, not caring as she looked through the items around the shop.
"Oh, come on," Killian groaned following her.
"Can't you just get one random thing and be done with it?"
"No, it has to be good," Emma replied, she picked up a mini Eiffel Tower.
"That's good," he pointed out and she shook her head.
"Not good enough," Emma sighed, putting it back.
"I'm quite sure there's nothing good enough for you in this store," Killian groaned, picking up a necklace with a small swan on it.
"Here," Killian held the necklace to her.
"No," Emma shook her head, "I mean it's beautiful and all, but I don't think it's for Henry."
"How stupid can blondes get?" he muttered under his breath. Did she seriously think this was for Henry?
"What?"
"It's for you, SWAN," he said the last word louder than the rest of the words, he pointed to the swan that was dangling from it.
"Oh," Emma took the necklace, "it's beautiful," she muttered, wrapping her arms around Killian's neck. Is she lying or not?
"So what does Henry like?"
"I dunno, I'll know when I see it," Emma sighed. Killian rolled his eyes- he was going to have to buy tickets while their private planes leave without them; apparently they were on a schedule.
"You know- I really don't want to buy plane tickets, so if you can," Killian pushed her around the shop, "hurry up."
"You're rich," Emma said.
"That's cool of you to notice," Killian said coolly, but then changed his tone, "please. Please. Why won't you just hurry?"
"Begging only slows me down," Emma shrugged, picking up and setting things down.
Killian groaned, "please, please- come on!"
"Haha, not going to work," she replied, emotionless.
"What about a pizza necklace?" Killian suggested, up a necklace.
"Only you would wear that."
Killian sighed, rolled his eyes and followed her, "a mustache necklace, aren't these type of mustaches most famous?"
Emma turned- they were, kids- from preteens to teens, he saw them around a lot. "Er..." Emma hesitated, "alright, fine."
"Yes," Killian whispered to himself when she took the necklace from his hand.
"Now one for Ruby," Emma smirked- she was doing this on purpose.
"Oh, come on!"
"No worries," she made her way to the checkout.
"So you're not getting something for Ruby?" Killian asked, confused.
"Oh no," Emma chuckled, "I am... Just not here- you see, she likes designer clothes and stuff."
"€16, please," the cashier said and Emma dug through her wallet.
"Here," Killian held her the money and she handed them the two necklaces. "Learn to exchange money before you buy stuff," Killian hissed when they were out the door, "where to now?"
"I heard of this shop," Emma started, "Louvre-Tuileries and Faubourg Saint-Honoré."
"Um..." Killian had never been there- or even heard of it all the times he went to Paris. "Um.. Er... sounds like a good place," he lied.
Emma let out a cough that was clearly hiding a giggle.
"What?"
"Nothing," she said, looking down at her phone for directions, "here." She led him into a shop- gold. Million of racks and dresses and suits and jewelry.
"You know her size?" he asked awkwardly, he didn't want to spend this long trip in silence.
"She's the same size as me," Emma said, going through the racks and dresses.
"Which is?"
Her head snapped to him- apparently, it wasn't something he should have asked. "You don't need to know," she replied, scanning the racks.
"Oh, come on- I was going to buy you a dress," he lied- well, he may or may not be lying now.
"Not telling," she said, and pulled out a dress, "you think Ruby would like this?"
"Hmm," Killian leaned closer to inspect it, to check the size to be more specific; Emma realized what he was doing and shoved the dress back.
"Or not," Killian was disappointed, he really was quite curious. "I can help, you just have to tell me."
"How about no?"
Killian sighed, "alright then, I'm just going to stand here- doing nothing."
"Fine with me," Emma shrugged and Killian groaned in frustration while Emma was looking at dresses for Ruby.
"Here," he grabbed a random off the rack.
Emma tilted her head and her eyes met his, "how did you know?" She asked quickly, pulling the dress from his grasp.
"What?"
"Her size- our size."
He just grabbed a random one- she should know that, "so what size is it?"
"Not telling you," she stuffed the dress on the rack.
"Alright then," he shrugged innocently, following her, and when she was busy, he peaked at the dress he was pretty sure he picked out. It didn't surprise him. A size 2.
"A size 2, nothing wrong with that, Swan," he teased, patting her head, "nothing harsh."
"Shut it," Emma said, running her hands through the dresses until she suddenly stopped and he ran into her.
"Found it?"
"I think," Emma hesitantly pulled the dress, checked the size and tilted her head to examine it; that, or to try to imagine Ruby in it.
Killian whistled, "nice, too bad the price isn't- such a shame."
"Do they take credit cards?"
"Only one way to find out," he lead her to the checkout line, but she walked out of his grasp and turned around.
"Not good enough, or too expensive?" he teased, "need me to buy it for you?"
"No," Emma said louder than she meant to and everyone looked at her for a moment, "I mean- I gotta get something for Mary Margret and David."
"Oh, god, not another dress," Killian groaned and she laughed.
"No, not a dress- Mary Margret doesn't like to have a million dresses," Emma reassured, "no worries."
"Yeah? So what are you getting her?"
"I don't know," her eyebrows scrunched up.
"Maybe you shouldn't get her anything?" Killian suggested.
"And make her think I don't like her? I got Henry a gift and Ruby too."
"You can always just put Ruby's gift back?"
"No," Emma scoffed, "what makes you think I'll do that?"
"Because, we have to hurry, or else you're stuck with me in an apartment- alone- all night."
"I think I can handle that," Emma said, walking to the perfume department.
"You're getting her perfume?"
"No," Emma said innocently, "not anymore." She circled and walked away, followed by Killian.
"Stumped?" he grinned a few minutes later after following her around the shop.
"You think?" Emma stopped, her eyes locked on something.
"What?" he squinted, trying to see what she was looking at.
"Perfect," she said, standing in front of the glass. A necklace.
"Can't we all buy each other necklaces and everyone be happy?"
"No."
"You want a ring?" he asked teasingly, "which, I'll pay."
"I..." she turned into him, "don't."
"I won't," he lied, taking one last glance at the rings and followed her.
"A hoodie?" Killian was kinda sorta surprised.
"I don't know what she wants," Emma sighed.
"What about a locket- one for Mary Margret and one for David; just get a picture of them together and put it in there," Killian suggested; he had no idea what he was doing.
"Great idea," Emma dropped what she was doing and went around to find lockets. "Bit girly for David, though."
"Then give him something else," Killian replied, wasn't that obvious?
"Like what? A new pair of shoes?" Emma picked up a golden heart locket.
"A circle locket? A not-heart locket?"
"Whatever," Emma waved the subject goodbye and held onto the golden locket.
"So- what?"
"You're asking me," Emma scanned around- "I highly doubt they'll have something for David in there."
"Then let's go- and you're paying. I ain't paying for that," he gestured to the dress.
"Whatever," Emma rolled her eyes and went to the line.
"Whoa," Emma gasped, looking at the screen after the cashier finished.
Killian peaked at the screen, nice one, Swan.
"Do you take credit cards?" Emma asked, holding out her Chase credit card.
"Sure," the cashier took it, swiped it and Emma put in her code.
"Wedding or something?" the cashier asked, giving them the bag and the receipt.
"Nope," Emma replied quickly, which got her a puzzled look from the cashier and she rushed out, pulling Killian with her.
"So?" Killian smirked, looking at her red face.
"So," Emma replied casually, "know anything David would like?"
Killian shrugged, how was he supposed to know? He barely talked to David.
"What do you guys usually do?"
"You're asking me," Killian led her around the street- maybe there was a shop that she would like. He finished the street and rounded the corner, "anything?" Killian wasn't in a rush anymore- the plane already left; he was sure of it.
Emma shook her head, "no."
"What about," Killian wrapped his arm around her shoulder, "in there," a movie shop.
"Er.. fine," Emma said, digging through the bag until she pulled out the swan necklace and put it around her.
"Like it, love?" Killian asked, looking through the stuff.
"It's fine," she said just when he held up a film.
"Which? Both, the necklace, or the film?"
"Both," she answered simply.
"Well, that's that," Killian said, walking to the cashier and paid for the film. "Cheap ass thing though," he muttered when they were out the door.
"Just get the rest," Emma replied.
Killian stopped and turned to go buy the rest of the Pirates of the Caribbean movies and another movie caught his eyes- Harry Potter and Lord of the Rings. Oh, what's the harm? he thought, picking the films and went to the checkout again.
"Well," Emma said when her got out, eyeing the movies he had in his hands, "not bad."
"Yeah," Killian smirked, "need wrapping paper?"
"No, it's fine," Emma smiled, but then it faded.
"You didn't buy anything," she said, and that surprised him.
"No way," Killian said in a sarcastic voice, "didn't you notice?"
Emma rolled her eyes, "you going to buy something though?"
"Nah," he shook his head, "gotta buy those plane tickets, no?" He led them to the apartment, and to his surprise, Emma didn't take Graham's empty room- instead she chose his and fell asleep next to him. Emma was full of surprises.
There he was- sitting on the plane. Uncomfortable plane... next to Emma, who was watching the mini TV they had for you.
"Hey!" a voice called- and why did it sound so familiar? He turned and could not believe what he saw, but kept it quiet.
"Hey," Emma replied to the brunette.
"Had a good time?" she asked, and Killian turned to the window next to him- she didn't need to know he was here.
"Absolutely amazing time, what about you?"
"Yeah, I had a great time too," she replied. "What about you?" She was talking to him- Killian, she didn't recognize him yet. He turned and her face was full of shock as soon as she took in his features.
"Killian," she growled.
"Milah," he growled back, he hadn't thought of her- or even dare to say her name in like forever. Milah was on the same plane was him; and he could not stand it anymore. Milah, that bitch.
A/N: Is that considered a plot twist? Please say yes... PS: ask me questions x I'll be more than greatful to reply. Review? And maybe follow me on tumblr? Gonna regret it- but now isn't that time...