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Chapter 12: Detention.


Emma touched her bandaged head and winced at the contact. She felt numb, empty and incapable of thinking.

"No, don't touch it Miss Swan." It was a female voice.

The memory of the past events fell on her as she regained consciousness. Emma panicked.

She forced her eyes open, there was a tall woman dressed in dark blue in front of her. Her green eyes searched desperately for the tall figure of Killian. He wasn't there, Emma felt the desperation creep over her.

Emma sat ignoring the pain, she was in a bed. "Killian!"

It was not until her eyes swept the room a second time she recognized the woman. Mrs. Roberts. "Hush, hush Miss Swan, you are safe, that man will not hurt you anymore."

Had Killian abandoned her? Did those guys attack him too? "Where's Killian?"

Mrs. Roberts took her hand. "He's in detention darling, you are safe."

The door opened and the white light of the corridor lit up the room. She was in a hospital room, that explained the feeling lightheadedness. Sedatives. The person that had opened the room entered and stopped next to her bed. Police.

"Miss Emma Swan?"

"She need to rest officer."

"It will be just a couple of questions."

Emma rested back on the bed. She had questions too. After breathing deeply - and realizing that she had a broken rib, or maybe two- she tried to look calm. "I will answer your questions officer."

"Is Mr. Jones your boyfriend?"

"Yes." It was a blunt lie, but something inside her screamed at her 'Yes' was the best answer. Emma knew how it worked the police interrogation. She was a victim, so they would be limited to contrast information without trying to trick or force the truth out of her. Maybe Killian had said so.

"Who hurt you so badly Miss Swan?"

Emma looked at her hands, she had bruises over them too. She didn't want to talk about it, she wanted to close her eyes and get up when everything was okay again, once the dull pain and the loneliness had abandoned her body. The tall figure of Mr. Roberts stepped in front of her. "Emma works for Mr. Jones, an estrange man, much older than her, she wants to quit the job, he hit her and then realized he had gone too far."

The previous words of Mrs. Roberts took effect -Killian was arrested. "No!" Emma wondered why on earth the damn woman was there. "He saved me!"

"I think this girl needs some more sedatives, she's not thinking clearly." The officer stepped around the woman.

"If you need to rest Miss Swan I can come back latter…"

"No!" Emma sat up, fishing handfuls of white starched sheets in her hands trying to control her temper. "I want to speak with you alone."

"Mrs. Roberts, please, wait outside." The officer pointed the door.

After an eternity she left the room and Emma relaxed. "I was in Killian, Mr. Jones' ship, we… fought and he didn't walk me to my car, he always does it." Emma closed her eyes. "I was heading to my car alone when…" Emma felt a lump on her throat, she couldn't speak about what had happened.

"He followed you?" Emma look up, the police officer had a little notebook on one hand.

"Not at first. There were four men, I bumped into them and they grabbed me…"

"Four men?" Emma nodded. "Are they the ones that hurt you?"

"I was pinned down on the floor and then Killian was there and the men were on the floor." Emma nodded, not knowing –not wanting- to fill all the details. "Where's Killian?" It would be much easier with him by her side.

"He's on preventive detention." The officer turned around.

"Why? He saved me. –I need him." She really did, she wanted to go to the Jolly and let Killian -her boss, her friend- scare away all her fears. She needed to get lost in his arms and let him help her put back all the walls -as he silently did so many times during the past months when Emma couldn't bear abandoning her son. As he did without even knowing why was she crying.

After a cracking noise the officer spoke. "The victim confirmed the suspect's story." After some more static noises he turned off the radio and faced Emma. "I beg your pardon ma'am, he show up in the hospital with you bleeding badly in his arms, wearing little clothes… He told us a similar story, but the paramedics called yournEmergency contact, that happens to be Mrs. Robets. She suspected your boyfriend was behind your attach. -We went to the crime scene, found blood and evidence of struggling."

"Will you release him?"

"He's being right now. When you recover you should go to the police station to sign your statement and answer some other questions. Thank you very much ma'am." The officer reached the door.

"Officer!" Emma felt dizzy again, but tried to keep her eyes open.

"Yes ma'am?"

"Mrs. Roberts, I don't want her near me."

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Killian placed the heavy hospital recliner chair next to Emma's bed. He had been tempted to escape from the police station earlier. It would have been so easy! Things where better that way, he was free of charge, but had spent almost a day away from Emma and it bloody hurt.

He had taken some products of first necessity and a clean change for Emma from his ship and had changed himself into something less pirate and not blood covered. He had to tell the medical staff that he was her boyfriend to stay with her. Emma -stubborn as she was- was going to kill him once he found out.

He smiled at her sleeping form. His beautiful Emma had been a brave one, by the state in which he had found her he knew she had fought like a wildcat. He rubbed her arm up and down slowly trying not to disturb her.

Every time Emma moved a little hiss escaped her tender lips. She needed to learn how to defend herself, she could not be at danger again, and Killian knew he couldn't be glued to her all the time.

He bent down when his Swan moaned his name in dreams. "I'm here love." He whispered in her ear. Emma stirred when his lips touched her cheek. Stirred and cursed, Killian laugh, he hadn't heart so colorful expletives since he was a pirate captain.

"Everything hurts…" Emma opened her eyes and their gazes locked immediately. "Killian."

He smiled and caressed her hand, he really didn't know how his hand had found hers. "I'm here love."

She pressed her lips in a thin line. "Are you hurt?"

"I'm not darling." Her eyes were full of tears and the pirate tried to dry them with the hard sheets. "You're gonna be fine soon, ye're a very strong woman." He kissed the palm of her hand.

"What happened to me? Why am I in the hospital and not in your ship?"

"You had a pretty deep cut on your leg and you lost consciousness, you were so pale – I freaked out - I feared for your life and brought ye here. Mrs. Roberts came and screwed everything." He released her hand and tucked the sheets around her. "I'm sorry for not being there when you got up."

Emma raised her arms and Killian immediately understood the gesture. With great care not to hurt her he let her hold onto him and hugged her back. "I'm here Emma, and I will never leave you."

Emma let out a strangled cry "I want us to go home."

Killian kissed her neck, wherever Emma was, it was his home now. "Me too darling."


You know what they say: 'After the storm comes the calm.' I let Emma put her walls down for a few moments, she needed it.

Clarification: Killian has no idea that Emma had a son.

I'm glad you enjoyed the last chapter despite being so crude.

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