A/N: Sorry for the cliff hanger, everybody breathe! This is a nice reunion chapter between Emma and Killian. I'm still getting better at writing smut and love scenes, so I hope its ok. Warning: Mature content in the chapter ahead. Enjoy! - BS

Chapter 10

Emma took a sharp intake of breath as air filled her lungs. She blinked and looked around and her eyes landed on a blue-eyed dark-haired prince.

"Killian?" Emma whispered

Killian couldn't believe it. "Swan."

A smile broke across her face, "Killian!"

Killian scooped Emma up into a tight embrace burying his face in her neck, sobbing now that the full weight of his emotions hit him. He almost lost her, and she was here. Emma clung to his neck for dear life, tears flowing freely. It seemed to be over now.

Emma pulled back and held is face in her hands and let out a small laugh. "I was hoping it would be you." She pulled him in for a kiss, placing her lips on his kissing him softly, lingering. She pulled away and stared at Killian, getting lost in a sea of blue. Emma reached back and smoothed back a stray hair.

"I had to make sure your actually here." Emma whispered.

Killian surged forward and captured Emma's lips in passionate kiss eliciting a squeal from her. He ran his tongue across her lips, and she opened for him without hesitation. Their tongues danced together as she clung to his shirt, he knew that moment that the nightmare was over. Killian reluctantly pulled away needing air but refused to let go of Emma.

"Aye, love I'm here." He tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear. "And I'll never let you go again."

A throat clearing from the doorway broke the trance the two were under. As they both looked over the queen and Robin entered.

"Your Majesty!" Emma exclaimed jumping off the bed. All the blood rushed to her head and she fell right into Killian who was standing next to her.

"Easy love." Killian cooed in her ear.

Ariel approached the couple and Emma did her best to curtsey. She was still a little unsteady, so she clung to Killian as to keep her balance.

"Oh, my dear girl," Ariel voiced quietly. "There is no need for that."

As Emma stood Ariel pulled her into a warm embrace that felt very motherly. "Welcome home, Emma. We missed you. I am so sorry I doubted you."

Emma was doing everything She could not to cry more. "It's ok. It was a crazy story to believe."

"Yes, but Killian didn't give up and that's what matters." Ariel released Emma and moved to hug her son.

"Welcome back Em. You look much better without the feathers." Robin pulled Emma in for a hug.

"Really? I thought I looked rather regal." Emma retorted with a laugh.

"Well it has been a long evening for all of us. I'm sure Emma needs her rest. I will send up some dressing maids tomorrow morning and we will see promptly at 9:00 am for breakfast." Ariel announced.

"Yes, your majesty. Thank you." Emma bowed in a small curtsey.

"Come Robin, leave them to their goodnights." Ariel and Robin exited the room.

Killian started toward the door when Emma grabbed his hand.

"Killian don't leave me." Emma whispered.

"Darling, I'm not leaving. I'm going to call for some hot water for a bath for you and some food."

"Ok." Emma sat down on the bed.

The servants brought up hot water, oils and soap along with big fluffy towels and pajamas. The food for the evening was shepherd's pie, and a tray of cheese and fruit. A decanter of wine accompanied the meal with two glass.

"Is there anything else you need your highness?" The servant asked Killian.

"No, Francine that will be all thank you." Francine bowed and took her leave.

Emma watched Killian from her spot on the bed. He looked so relaxed now. His white shirt unbuttoned most of the way and hair a little messy. He followed the servant to the door and drop the lock as soon as she was out. Killian was headed back into main room when he spotted Emma watching him.

"What is it, Love?" Killian asked with concern in his voice.

"Nothing. I just really missed you." Emma said shyly.

Killian gave him that brilliant smile that made her weak in the knees. "The water in the tub is still very hot, would you like to eat?"

"Are you staying with me?"

"Of course, Love. I will not leave unless you ask me away,"

"Not gonna happen Pirate."

Killian winked at her and took her hand. They walked to the table in the corner of the room and sat down. As they ate, they talked, Killian filled her in on what happened to The Dark One while she was under his spell and the events of the day. Emma filled him in on the extent of her capture. She was beat and starved, but never stopped fighting. It was as if no time had passed between, the conversation comfortable and real. She knew she was finally home. As they were finishing their wine, Killian went to check the water in the tub.

"Water is the right temperature, Love." Killian said from the washing basin. He added the oils to the water, making everything perfect.

"Come here love," Killian held his hand out to her. "I'll help you with your hair if you want me to."

Emma nodded and went over to him. Killian help her out of her blue cloak and tossed it over a chair. He saw how tattered the dress actually was, and his heart started to hurt again. She didn't deserve this. Emma knew that pensive look and put her hand in his face.

"Stop," Emma scolded gently. "Get that look off of your face this was not your fault."

'Aye," Killian whispered, "But only if I had gotten to you sooner."

He was so full of guilt and it hurt Emma's heart. She put both hands on either side of his face, forcing her to look up at him. "Babe," Killian locked his eyes into hers. "You found me, and that's what matters."

Killian smiled at her and nodded. As he helped her out of the cream-colored garment, He noticed some large bruises on her ribs that were not there days before when they were in the cave. He felt his anger start to boil. He gently touched her ribs, gently sliding his fingers over the bruise. His touch sent jolts of Electricity through her.

"Emma what happened?" Killian asked quietly. "You didn't have these in the cave."

"No, they came after He had found out you found me." Emma said quietly.

"That bloody bastard is lucky he's already dead." He growled.

Emma let the dress she was holding drop to the floor, standing in front of him in her naked glory. Killian looked at her and she was just as beautiful as he remembered.

"Help me in?" Emma extended her hand

Killian took her hand and helped her in to the tub. He pulled a chair up to the edge of the tub behind Emma's head. She let out a low moan as the hot water seeped into her bones. The sounds she made stirred desire deep in the pit of Killian's stomach. But this wasn't about him, it was about pampering his in the way she had been denied for a year. He took a pitcher and poured water over her blonde locks. He took the load and massaged it into her hair, concentrating on massaging her scalp and washing the grime out of the last year. Emma moaned and sank lower into the water as Killian rinsed her hair. She looked up at him and smiled. Killian smiled back at her, his beautiful princess. He leaned forward and kissed her on the forehead.

"I'll leave you to relax love." Killian moved to leave but Emma grabbed his hand.

"Killian wait," Emma slid forward in the tub. "Join me?"

She could never get over that smile that he gives her, the one that tells her she is his whole world. As he undresses, she watches him, his body still sculpted to perfection. He had bruises all over his chest and back from the fight with The Dark One. Her heart pulled in her chest. Killian had been through so much for her.

"That bruise on your back looks pretty bad." Emma commented quietly.

Killian turned toward her with a smirk. "Aye, that's what happens when you get slammed into a pillar. "

"Killian I'm so sorry." Emma's voice started to break.

"Hey, hey." Killian got in the tub behind Emma pulling her up to his chest. He wrapped his arms around her torso and laid his chin on her shoulder. "You are worth it, Emma. I'd do it all again."

Emma snuggled back into Killian's chest, relishing in the warmth of the water, the feel of his embrace, and the feel his skin against hers. He held her tight and she could hear him humming. Emma looked up at him and smiled.

"Sing to me?" Emma asked.

"As you wish." Killian said with a smile.

As he held her, he sang her an old sea shanty that they learned when they were kids. His arms held her tight and she clung to his arms. She had missed him so much over this past year. They had never had the chance to be this intimate before she was taken. But everything about his just felt right. She knew she loved him before but now she knew in her heart of hearts that Killian is her true love.

Emma sat up and turned to look at him. She got up on her knees and leaned into Killian's chest, her breasts pressing against his chest hair as her hands ran through his hair. Emma surged forward and kissed him with no abandon, pouring every ounce of emotion into that kiss, wanting him to feel everything she felt for him. This kiss was powerful and soft, emotional and raw. Emma pulled his head back ever so slightly deepening the kiss. Killian hands drifted up her arms and into her hair holding on tightly as his mouth responded to the assault from hers. Emma reluctantly broke apart from him when her lungs started to burn in the need for air. She scraped her nails and the nape of his neck as she rested her forehead on his.

"Swan," Killian's voice was dark with desire. "You need to stop, or I will be taking you to bed."

Emma looked into the sea of blue staring back at her and smiled. "Then take me to bed babe."

Killian stood in the tub and helped Emma out. He wrapped himself in a towel before helping her wrap hers. As he cleaned up the washing area, Emma proceeded to their room and sat at the vanity and looked at herself. She was a little thinner, a little bruised but she hadn't looked more like herself in a long time. She reached for her hair brush and slung her hair over her shoulder and started to brush out her golden locks. As she brushed, she started to think. About this past year, about everything they had been through, and about her father. She was too afraid to ask where he was, or if he had even survived the attack. No one else had, so it was silly for her to hope, but that was a family trait that was instilled in her; to hope. She would ask Killian about it tomorrow. For now, it was just about them.

"Penny for your thoughts, Love?" the voice she loved so much came from behind her.

Emma turned in her chair and saw Killian with his arms crossed leaning against the doorway in nothing but his towel which was dangerously low on his hips. His hair was damp and unruly, and his body glistened from the droplets of water still clinging to his skin and his chest hair. He was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen even still.

"Nothing." Emma smiled at him. "Just thinking about everything this past year." Emma couldn't help but stare at her prince. "Your beautiful, you know that Killian?"

Killian let out a huff. "Darling, I will have you know that I am devilishly handsome not beautiful."

"And so modest." Emma snorted.

Emma rose from her seat at the vanity and walked over to him. She put her hands on his chest and stood on her tiptoes, kissing his lips softly.

"I'll never tire of that." Killian whispered.

"Neither will I." Emma smiled. "Bed?"

"Aye love. Lead the way."

As Emma headed for the bed, Killian checked the fire in the hearth. When he turned around, he saw his swan with the sheets up barely covering her breasts propped up on pillows, eyeing him hungrily.

"See something you like, Swan?"

"All of you. Now get over here."

Killian didn't need to be told twice. With nothing but the fire from the hearth lighting the room, he sauntered over to the bed. He dropped his towel and crawled in next to Emma who was eagerly waiting for him. She crooked her finger at him, beckoning him to come closer. Killian obeyed, lying next to her on his side, and Emma turned to face him. His fingers were making lazy circles on her hip through the sheet, sending jolts of electricity through her.

"Emma," Killian began. "We don't have to do this tonight. You have had a very trying day."

"Killian, I spent a year thinking I would never see you again. We had a moment in the cave and I honestly thought that was going to be the last time. When he trapped me in that tower, I thought I was never going to get out." Emma whispered. "And then I saw that magic going for you, I couldn't let you die. I couldn't lose you."

"Aye, well I thought I lost you today. That does something to a man." Killian said quietly.

Emma placed her hand under his chin and forced him to look at her. "Killian Jones I love you. I would love you if you were poor, if you were a pirate or even a villain. I am yours, from now until forever."

Killian couldn't restrain himself any longer. He pulled Emma in for a kiss and moved his lips hungrily over hers. He laid Emma back and positioned his body over top of her. He kissed along her jaw and down her neck as one hand massaged and teased her breast causing Emma to moan and arch into his touch. His trail of kisses left a trail of fire down her neck and down her chest making her feel like she was going to combust. His mouth was working on the curve of her breast as the other pinched and played with a peaked nipple. His tongue soothed the nipple that had been played with while his hand alternated to the next one eliciting a delicious moan from her throat.

"Killian..." Emma gasped.

"Hush, Love." Killian growled.

He kissed further down Emma's body, down her stomach and across her hips. Killian kissed and nipped Emma's inner thighs causing her to moan louder. He licked a stripe through her wet sex and looked at Emma, eyes darkened with lust and desire.

"So wet for me my Princess. You taste divine." Killian purred

"Babe, please..." Emma begged.

As if those were the magic words, Killian feasted upon Emma as if he were starving, licking and nipping in a way that made her convulse. He added one finger, then two curving them just right, hitting the spot that made her see stars repeatedly. He continued moving his fingers as he bit down gently on her bundle of nerves, sending Emma over the edge. White went behind her eyes and Her body shook as her walls contracted around his fingers. She screamed silently as Killian rode out her climax. He watched her come down from her high, and she was the most beautiful he had ever seen her. Killian climbed back up to Emma, positioning himself between her legs and looking down at the love of his life. Her hair was billowed out around her, her body flushed and her eyes dark with desire. Emma reached up and clasped her hands around his neck, pulling him down and kissing him with as much passion as she could muster.

Emma hooked her leg around his and flipped them over, so she was on top. She put her hands on Killian's chest and lowered herself down on top of him inch by inch until he was fully inside her. She started rocking her hips slow, setting a slow rhythm. Killian closed his eyes and he moaned at the feel of her. She felt like heaven and he was in pure ecstasy.

"Bloody hell."

Emma couldn't stop watching him and how completely wrecked he looked. She started to quicken her pace, chasing her release again. Killian's hand came to her bundle of nerves as his hips bucked up, causing her to cry out. Emma clawed Killian's chest and he gasped, bucking his hips again and she fell over the edge. Killian followed a few moments later, riding out there climaxes together. Emma collapsed on his chest to catch her breath and rolled off him. They both laid there panting for a moment. Killian pulled Emma to his chest and kissed her on top of the head.

"That was..." Emma breathed.

"Still not a one-time thing. Bloody hell." Killian and Emma laughed together.

They laid in silence watching the flames dance in the fire as Killian drew lazy circles on Emma's back. She was almost asleep when Emma heard his voice.

"Emma?"

"Hmm?"

"I forgot to tell you something earlier."

Emma lifted her head up and looked at him. "What's that?"

Killian brought her up and kissed her sweet and slow. "I love you, too."

Emma gave him another kiss and snuggled down into the arms of her true love and had the best night sleep she'd had in a year.