"Why are you even dating her?" Jefferson eyed Neal suspiciously. He helped him pack his things because they were already late.

"Business." Neal answered and stuffed another pile of clothes into the bag. Jefferson shook his head and went to the door.

"You know, if you mess with her, the Captain will destroy you?"

"As if the old man has any chance. She will never choose him. And I promise, when I am done with her, I'm also done with him. I'll destroy both of them. Emma is just a mean to an end or in their case, she will be his end."

Jefferson stopped, opening his mouth to say something but closing it immediately. He was shocked how much Neal turned into his father. His heart was filled with anger and revenge. Jefferson never liked Emma, but he knew she didn't deserve that and also the Captain didn't deserve what Neal had planned. However Neal was his friend and so he decided to keep his mouth shut.

"You coming?" Neal looked at him expectantly. Jefferson nodded and closed the door of the hotel room.

Emma was nervous. She had packed her things yesterday, now she was sitting in her apartment,looking around, not sure what to do. It was too early to go to bed and it was too late to go out. Besides Regina would kill her if she showed up with a hangover tomorrow. She checked her hand baggage again. Everything was there, nothing missing. She got up and went to her empty fridge, she checked on her electrical household appliances but everything was unplugged already.

She sighed and went back to the couch. She took out her phone and dialled Ruby's number. Maybe she was free tonight. She hated to leave without clearing up a situation. Ruby had been busy the whole week. Several times Emma did try to talk to her, but Ruby always blocked her. Like now. She only reached the voicemail box. Emma sighed again and started to talk after the beep.

"Hey Ruby. I'm not sure if you will listen to this or not, I just wanted to tell you that I miss you. I miss us. I'm leaving tomorrow and I have to tell you that I am a bit disappointed that you didn't even say good bye to me. I don't know what I've done wrong or what's going on, but I want you to know, that I am here for you. I am always there for you. I love you like my sister. Please don't shut me out of your life. Call me or text me when you get this. Love you. Bye."

She hung up and fell into the cushions of her couch. She closed her eyes but her apartment felt very depressing at the moment. She thought about it and dialled Neal's number.

The person you are trying to reach is not accepting calls at this time a friendly woman's voice said before the call was ended abruptly.

Emma got angry, she felt so antsy, she had to get out of her apartment. Now. She dialled another number, hoping that it was okay to call the night before they started their tour together.

"Good evening, love. Are you alright? Getting cold feet or just being nervous?"

Emma sighed but smiled immediately after hearing Killian's voice. "I feel restless, antsy, nervous. I want to drown a whole bottle of tequila or rum or whatever. It's like having ants under my skin. I'm thinking about what I've forgotten to pack or do and that makes me even more nervous. What shall I do, Killian?"

"Relax, love. You want some company? I can come over or pick you up and you can spend the night at my place?!"

"I don't know", Emma answered honestly, "I don't want to bother you and..."

"Lass, you never bother me. Just tell me if I shall come to you or pick you up." Emma bit her lower lip nervously. "I can hear you think. I'll pick you up in ten minutes. Take everything with you what you need on the tour. We'll start from my place tomorrow. Is that okay for you, lass?"

"Yes", Emma finally answered and started to smile broadly, "thank you Killian."

"You are very welcome, love. I'll help you with your bags, so just stay at your apartment."

Emma wasn't able to respond as Killian hung up hastily. She looked towards the door. There was just a big suitcase, in fact a trolley which could be easily carried and her backpack which was her hand luggage. She instantly got nervous, thinking about what else she should take with her.

She still was lost in her thoughts when her doorbell rang. She opened the door preoccupied without looking though the peephole.

"You should always check before you open a door. It could be a mass murderer or an insane fan or someone you don't want to see."

Emma couldn't stop herself and hugged Killian. She kissed his cheek and held him close. Killian wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her close.

"You alright, Emma?"

She nodded without letting go. She needed this right now. Killian made her feel better, calmer, happier. She kissed his cheek again and broke the hug.

"Sorry and thank you. I needed that." She blushed, her eyes dropping to the floor embarrassed.

Killian raised an eyebrow. "A hug?"

Emma nodded and blushed even more. "I know that's stupid, but..."

Suddenly Killian stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her, hugging her again. He lifted her up and looked into her eyes smiling. He pressed his lips on hers and put her back on her feet.

"It's not stupid at all. I nearly forgot how I felt before I went on tour the first time. And I was all by myself. Well I had Smee, but that was totally different." He smiled and winked at her and took her trolley. "Let's go, shall we?! Do you have everything?"

Emma nodded slowly, not able to look him in the eyes. She felt guilty because she let Killian kiss her on the lips but when she was honest she also enjoyed it. This was another reason she missed Ruby. She wanted to tell her how she felt, her struggles and she really really needed Ruby's advice.

"Emma?" Emma looked up, she met his cerulean eyes, getting lost in them immediately. "Lass are you sure you are alright?" He let go of the bag and stepped closer, touching Emma's upper arm.

She looked at him shocked. "I... I am... sorry, Killian, I think I was deep in thoughts... I... let's go, okay?"

"Emma, if you don't want to go on tour you can still back out. It's okay, nobody is angry with you." He sighed but smiled instantly. "Okay Regina might be... a little... or eventually she would practically flip out, come here and drag your very nice bum to LA herself."

Emma started to laugh. "Yeah that's exactly what Regina would do." She stepped back and bent down to grab her back pack. Suddenly she turned her head, her cheeks flushed. "Wait, did you say I have a nice butt?"

Now Killian blushed and scratched behind his ear. His eyes darted between her eyes and her butt. "A very nice one."

Emma smiled, turned and took his hand. "Come on, Mr. nice guy, let's get out of here before I reconsider."

She wanted to take her bag, but Killian stopped her. "I'll take this one." Emma nodded, again meeting his eyes, again getting lost so easily.

She locked her door and followed Killian downstairs. He led her to his Porsche, putting her bag into the trunk. "Straight to my place or do you want to go on a ride again?"

Emma bit her lower lip. She started to beam at him. "How about a ride, we grab something to eat and go to your place?"

"Well, that's a deal." He helped her into the car and went to his side. When both of them fastened their seat belts he looked at her. "You won't sleep tonight, will you?"

Emma shook her head. "I don't think so. I am so excited, I can't even think about sleeping."

Killian shook his head and laughing. He switched on the radio, started the engine and took Emma's hand. "Ready love?"

Emma smiled at him and nodded. He kissed the back of her hand and entwined their fingers before he stepped on the gas pedal and left the parking lot.

"Ms Swan! I was surprised not to find you at your place", Regina said annoyed, "how'd come?"

Emma blushed but Killian just took her hand and pulled her into his side. "Well, Your Highness, I think neither Emma nor I have to give account to you." He entwined their fingers and started walking towards the gate.

"Wait!" Regina suddenly called, hurrying to gain on. "You are right but whether you two are a couple now or not, it's kind of my business. Mr. Smee and I have to know everything to protect you from any scandals. And this", she waved between them, pointing at their joined hands, "this clearly summons a scandal."

Killian and Emma exchanged looks before he let go of her hand. Regina was right. Whatever was going on between Emma and him had to be something more or less private and hidden. He did the whole tour to prevent them from making scandals and yet here he was holding hands with her in public.

"My apologies, lass", he suddenly said and looked at Emma and then at Regina. "You are right. I think I speak for both of us, we are not a couple, we are just excited and nervous, especially Emma as it's her first tour and that's the reason I picked her up yesterday. We stayed up most of the night talking. Nothing happened." He smirked and Emma blushed.

"Well than I assume everything is okay. Let's go, we need to catch a flight", she said and turned around just to turn her head again and add with a stern voice, "but no holding hands, touching or kissing in public anymore. Is that clear?"

"Yes Your Majesty", both answered, bursting into a laughter.

"Hell, that starts really great", Regina said sarcastically, rolled her eyes and shook her head.

They walked to their gate, meeting Mr. Smee there. They went on board and got seated first class. Emma was stunned. She has never flown first class before. Regina and Smee talked about the upcoming days while Emma looked around nervously.

"Are you alright, love?", Killian leaned closer and practically whispered into her ear. She turned her head and shook it slowly.

"I'm so nervous. I never flew first class and I feel like I'm getting sick." Emma looked down, she felt awful. Her stomach convulsed and her breath hitched.

"Emma, look at me", Killian placed his hand on hers, "look at me, love. I know you are nervous, but I assure you everything's gonna be alright. As long as I'm with you, I'll protect you. I promise."

Emma looked into his eyes, searching for a lie, but she didn't find it. She nodded and instinctually closed the gap between them to press her forehead against his. "Thank you again, Killian. I don't know what I would do without you", she said honestly, searching his eyes again.

Suddenly everything faded around them. She started to caress his cheek, still staring into his deep blue eyes. His smile faded while he cupped the back of her head. Like in slow motion their lips connected, sending electric waves through their bodies.

Emma pressed herself against him, he entangled his hand into her hair, pulling her closer. They shifted their heads to deepen the kiss. Within minutes they were absorbed in a heated kiss. Enjoying the moment, easing the tension built up the last days.

The captain's voice welcoming everyone on board interrupted them. They slowly broke the kiss, again looking into each other's eyes. Emma blushed and looked down, but Killian silently lifted her chin and placed another quick kiss on her lips. "It's okay", he said voiceless and smiled.

They sat back, their cheeks flushed. Without noticing their hands found each other's, interlacing their fingers and squeezing the other one gently.

The airplane took off, the duration of flight was six and a half hours to reach their destination. After about fifteen minutes Emma leaned against Killian's shoulder and fell asleep.

He smiled to himself, happy that she finally found peace. He kissed the top of her head and placed his head on hers, also dozing off immediately.

Emma's eyes went wide. She stepped into the large suite, unwilling to believe that this was where she would stay the next two days. She wasn't used to this kind of luxury and she would have never booked a suite like that, but there had been a mix up and so she ended in that suite with two bedrooms, two bathrooms, a huge living area, a kitchen and another spare room.

Killian bumped into her. His mind was at the reception.

There had been a mix up with their booking. Their reservation had been cancelled although they received a confirmation two days ago. Regina started to yell at the young woman behind the counter, while Mr. Smee was the one who tried to fix the problem more quietly.

Killian on the other hand was watching Emma, who was getting paler and paler the more Regina yelled. At some point he had dragged her outside, leaving their managers alone to fix the problem. He hated that the tour had to start like that. He hated that Emma looked like she wanted to go home again, as if this whole idea of going on tour was a big mistake.

"You alright, love?" His voice was calm and soothing.

Emma shook her head. She looked at him and tried to smile but failed.

"I know, it's much, but I assure you, our manager have everything under control. There can always be a mix up or a problem, but that's one reason we have managers. They handle this issues for us." He stepped closer but Emma just shook her head.

"Okay." She knew her answer was weak, but she didn't know what else to say. She felt like she wanted to smoke a cigarette only to calm her nerves. She looked around and found a small stonewall nearby. Slowly she went there and sat down, pulling her MacBook out. After plugging in her headphones, she opened her editing program and started to work.

Killian looked at her in awe. Although this was neither the time nor the place to work, she simply did it. He took a picture and sat down next to her. He also wanted to do something productive, so after telling Robin, they landed safely, he opened Twitter and co and updated his states.

DJ_Captain_Hook Finally in LA with Emma_Swan_DJ – barely arrived and already working :)

He posted the picture on Twitter, Instagram and Facebook smiling at himself every time he looked at the picture. Within minutes there were over hundred responses on Twitter and Instagram. He was still reading some of the comments when suddenly Regina appeared in front of them telling them that they finally found a solution.

Emma looked at Killian but stepped aside immediately apologizing again. She felt like a child, lost in the sensation of being something important and special. She looked at Killian who tossed his bag next to the leather couch in the living area. Regina and Smee entered a minute later.

"...and you can take the couch in the living room", Regina ended the sentence, nodding at the couch Killian was lying on. Smee nodded, closing the door. Emma furrowed their eyebrows. She didn't want to be alone, especially not the first night on tour. She looked at Regina and opened her mouth. "No, Ms. Swan, you and the Captain won't sleep in one room."

Emma pouted and looked at Killian instantly. He locked eyes with her, exactly knowing what she was thinking. "I'm afraid you won't be able to stop her sneaking into my room, Regina."

Regina sighed and looked at Emma who was still looking at Killian surprised. How did he know? Was she really like an open book to him? "Fine, but please don't have sex in there while I am in the room next to you."

Killian started to smile and lied back down, Emma shifted her weight from one foot to the other. She shook her head irritated and started to walk to one bedroom, her back back hanging loosely over her shoulder. She didn't want to discuss her and Killian's friendship with Regina again.

She closed the door while she heard Killian's annoyed voice telling Regina that they just were friends and nothing will happen. She smiled thinking back to the first night they shared a bed together and the look on his face. She assumed that Regina had a similar at the moment.

She sat down and put out her cell phone and MacBook. She checked her notifications. Her eyebrows shot up, there were over 200 notifications on Twitter, Instagram and Facebook and only one other message from Granny, asking if she was alright.

She briefly texted her back and opened the MacBook. They had about five hours before they had to get ready for their first performance. Logging in on Twitter she started to read the original post from Killian and the comments below.

Half an hour later the door opened and Killian slipped into the room. "You alright, Emma?"

She looked up and nodded but she also patted next to her on the bed, inviting him to join her. "Maybe I could use some company."

"Glad to hear that. I'm sorry about Regina's comment before."

"Don't apologize for her, Killian. It's non of our business if she doesn't believe us." He nodded and shifted closer. "Nice picture by the way." She smiled at him and turned the MacBook so he was able to see the tweet.

He smiled at her and put his arm around her shoulder, offering her his chest to lean on. She accepted happily and scrolled down a bit. "Do you read the comments from your fans?"

"Sometimes I scan them, they are too much and sometimes they are just nasty or crazy. But there are always some sweet ones and some encouraging ones. Mostly I read the ones where I am tagged in. Hardly any fan has the courage to tag me, but my friends and other celebrities do it."

Emma looked up at him. "Thanks for the advice. I started reading the comments and you are right there are very nasty ones and also some creepy ones." She shifted so she was able to look at him easier. "Do you know how many ship us?"

"Ship us?" Killian raised his eyebrows.

"Yeah, as a couple, there is a downright war about if we are a couple or not. We have many shippers, but also mean fans who say that we never can be a couple as I am too young for you or that I am not worth being with you or that I am just using you and your reputation." She sighed, looking back at the MacBook.

Suddenly Killian's hand was taking hers. "Look at me, Emma. You shouldn't read comments. I know how mean people can be, especially when they have an opinion or they hope or dream about something. As long as we know what we have and what we are everything is alright." He kissed her forehead. "Let them talk. You are a great dj, you make wonderful music, you are dedicated to your passion, you are a great person, Emma. Never let anybody tell you something else. You are special in so many ways." He kissed her forehead again, pulling her even closer.

Emma's eyes watered, she couldn't look at him any longer and looked at the keyboard. "Thank you, Killian." She was so happy having him around. He always knew what she needed to hear, always was aware of her feelings and the emotions she was going through. "Thank you", she whispered again, this time looking at him smiling shyly. She closed her MacBook and snuggled closer, enjoying his warmth and the feeling of being safe.

Four hours later Smee found them still snuggled up but asleep. He woke them gently telling them that dinner was ready. The four ate together, Regina and Smee were talking about the evening while Emma and Killian just listened.

Emma was getting more and more nervous, checking the time every few seconds. She hardly ate something, was too restless and nervous. Killian's attempts in soothing her failed this time. Finally she got up and went into the bathroom. She took a shower and changed. She braided her hair into a side braid and returned to the living area about forty minutes later. Killian joined her five minutes later.

He sat next to her, pulling her into his side, rubbing her upper arm soothingly. Another five minutes later Regina and Smee went into the room, looking at them expectantly. They got up, still holding hands. Emma was wearing tight dark blue jeans and two long tank tops. She also wore her swan necklace and a bright green shoelace around her left wrist.

Killian was wearing a dark blue jean and a grey button down shirt and a dark vest. His necklaces was hanging around his neck, his sleeves were rolled up, exposing his forearms and a matching shoelace around his right wrist.

"Car is ready, let's go." Regina said and went to the door. Killian looked at Emma and pulled her into a hug.

"Do you have everything?" She nodded still hugging him, pulling him a bit closer. "I'm with you. It's like every other performance only that you have the honour to perform with me." She pushed him away a bit and he winked at her. He placed one last kiss on her forehead and put his arm around her shoulder. "Let's go, love."

Emma put her arm around his waist and smiled broadly. "Yes, let's go." Smee followed them and closed the door smiling. He hasn't seen Killian that happy in a long time and he knew that the tour wasn't the (only) reason.