Hey guys! Chapter 14 is up! Enjoy
Faith and Emma were seated in a booth at the diner waiting for their hamburgers. Faith was hoping that Killian would finally ask Emma to the town ball. She'd been watching them make doey eyes and everything else but drooling from the two of them. If he didn't do it on his own today; she was going to do it for them.
"Here we are," he said as he walked over to them with their food. "One plain with secret extra fries for Faith and one lettuce, ketchup, tomato, onions and pickles for Ms. Swan."
Emma blushed. Though honestly, she always blushes around Killian. It was hard to ignore his charming smile and his attention to detail. That was probably how he was with everyone she supposed. "Thank you," she said. "It looks delicious."
"I hope so," he told her. "So Ms. French, have you thought about going to the ball at all this year?"
"I was hoping to go with dad this year. Hopefully he'll be up for it this year," she told him. 'Good start. Come on, keep the ball rolling,' she thought.
"What about you Ms. Swan?" he asked. "Are you going? It's really cool. It only comes around once a year so I'd suggest doing it while you can."
"I thought about going but I'd have no one to talk to. I'm still pretty new around here and I've been so busy I forgot to make some friends. I'd be just standing there awkward the entire night," she told him.
"Nonsense," he told her. "You'd be the talk of the ball. Everyone would want to meet you." He could see that she still didn't think that that would be true. He knew it though. Come on, she was a beautiful girl who just came to Storybrooke . She was mysterious. Any guy would take his chances on her. Come to think of it, that might not be so great. What if she met someone she liked. It was a magical place where anything could happen. "Tell you what. How about you go with me. Make sure you wouldn't be alone."
Emma was surprised. Did she just get asked on a date? He said go with him but he also said so she wouldn't be alone not 'would you want to go with me' in a date sense. Either way, it was better than spending the night on her couch doing nothing. "Um, sure. Why not?"
"Great," Killian said. This might be his chance to make a move. A dance, a conversation, anything to do with her would be something he'd be interested in. "Can I pick you up at six?"
"Six works for me," she answered.
"Pick her up at my place," Faith said. "I think we should have a girls day before the ball together."
"Yeah, that sounds like fun," Emma laughed. "Does that work for you?"
"Absolutely," he agreed. "So I will see you then?"
"See you then," she answered and he left to do other things.
"Oooh, This is gonna be great!" Faith squealed. "I can hardly wait. We've got stuff to do. We gotta pick out a dress, do our nails, Oh my gosh this is gonna be so great."
Russell walked inside the front door. He was tired and worn out from a long day at the office. Everybody needed everything and they all wanted it now. He looked down at his watch. It was nine-thirty. He was too late tonight. He hated the fact that Faith would have to tuck herself in at night sometimes. No child should have to do that. Then again, no child should have to lose the closest thing they had to a mother. He set his stuff down and went upstairs to see Faith before he went to sleep himself.
Faith was sprawled out on her messy bed with her notebook and pencil not far from her hands. He chuckled lightly at the sight and began to move her under the covers. Faith was a heavy enough sleeper so she wouldn't wake up while he moved things around. Once she was settled in, he gave her a small kiss on her forehead, whispered good night and quietly closed the door behind him.
Russell was out like a light as soon as his head hit the pillow. He was ready for a good night's sleep and man did he need one. For the past couple of nights he'd either gotten home at an indecent hour or had been kept up by nightmares. For whatever reason the nightmares were becoming more and more frequent lately which bothered him. He'd been thinking that maybe he should talk to John Mackner, the psychiatrist, maybe he he could help him. But tonight would be peaceful for him. At least until he woke up.
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