effulgentcolors asked you:Killian has a splitting headache/insomnia. Emma slowly becomes very, very concerned and plays nurse.
The darkness of the apartment was nothing out of the ordinary when Emma arrived home from the sheriff station that evening as Henry was at Regina's for the weekend and Killian was probably still at work or running errands. But when she popped the lights on to put her things away and start on dinner a strangled yell sounded through the apartment.
"SWAN!" the gruff, sleep filled voice of a startled Killian filled the apartment, catching Emma off guard as she put her coat on the coat rack.
"Oh, I didn't know you were home, is everything alright?" Emma said slowly as she headed toward the interior of the home.
"Aye, I will be if you turn that infernal light off."
"Wait, why do you need the light off?"
"My head had been hurting while at the docks this morning so I took the afternoon to take a nap. But instead, I couldn't get to sleep and the pounding just gets worse."
Listening to Killian's symptoms, Emma proceeded to head to the kitchen and grab some supplies. Killian watched as she filled a glass with water and grabbed a white plastic container that rattled when she walked. Emma then headed back to the pirate and pushed him towards the bedroom.
"Come on, sounds like you've got a killer of a headache. So how about we stay in for the night. You'll take these headache pills; drink this glass of water and rest." Emma said, putting the water on a table near him before dumping two pills into her hand to give to him.
"A killer of a headache? Is that deadly?" Killian asked, before taking the pills and swallowing them before picking the water up from the table to begin drinking.
Emma chuckled, "No pirate, a headache cannot kill you. It just makes you wish you were dead to stop the pain. Now come on, I'll take care of you."
Grabbing his hand and pulling him toward the bedroom, Emma reflected on how domestic this all was. If you had told her a few years ago that she would be dating, living with and taking care of Captain Hook, she probably would have shot you or had you committed. But she was happy. She had a guy that made her happy and feel safe and loved. So if he wasn't feeling well, Emma knew she had to do all in her power to nurse him back to health.
"Love, why are we in the bedroom?" Killian asked, interrupting her thoughts.
"We are having a lazy evening. I'll order pizza and you can rest while you wait for the headache pain to fade. We are going to lie in bed and do nothing except talk and eat and maybe watch a movie. And I'm going to take care of everything; you are not allowed to leave that bed until your headache is completely gone." Emma said, giving him a gentle shove on the shoulder to put him on the bed with the end of her statement.
"But."
"No buts Killian. Let me do this. I want to, please"
"As you wish love."
Emma smiled and then pulled a blanket over him and pressing a soft kiss to his forehead before heading out into the kitchen to call for delivery, knowing exactly which kind of pizza her pirate liked.
Her life may be hectic and full but Emma knew now that she wouldn't trade any of it for the world. Because now she was safe, she was loved and she had her family, as disoriented and complicated as it is. Most importantly, she was home.