Chapter 25:

4 Months Later

"God damn it, Swan!" Killian yelled, throwing their wedding binder against the wall.

"What the hell did I do now!?" Emma yelled back from the top of the stairs.

"Did you plan anything?" He yelled, looking at her. He leaned on his cane since he hadn't gotten strengthened his muscle enough yet.

"No, and I have don't plans to either." She leaned on the balcony that over looked the living room.

"This is a couple thing, we are supposed to it together."

"In this hell hole it means that everything you want goes and I just have to agree."

"Yes, but I still care about your opinion."

"Fuck you, you care about my opinion as much as you care for Neal." Killian growled, and began limping to the bottom of the stairs.

"Come here, now." He demanded pointing to the step in front of him. Emma groaned but obeyed, the last thing she wanted was Jefferson or Graham coming up and carrying her to Killian. Once she was on the last step, Killian wrapped his arm around her waist so she was flushed against him.

"I do care about your opinion, you just refuse to take this serious. Our wedding is in two months, you have to accept that." He looked down at her, his blue eyes looking into her green eyes.

"I still say that is too soon." Emma mumbled, making Killian smile at her.

"I know but I can't wait to finally marry you." He pressed his lips against hers, deeping the kiss as soon as Emma moaned into the kiss.

"Plus I can't wait for the wedding night." He whispered against her lips, making Emma's eyes shoot open. She shoved her hands against his chest and Killian stepped back, growling.

"Good job, ruining the moment." Emma shot at him, stomping back up the stairs.

"Emma, we aren't done with this conversation!" He shouted at her, slamming his cane down for affect.

"Talk to me when you aren't a gimp." She shouted back down at him, once it came out of her mouth she wanted to take it back. She knew that the second Killian was strong enough, he would punish her for all the disrespectful comments she had said to him over the 4 months since his coma.

1 Month Later

"Damn it." Emma shouted, slamming her iPad on the coffee table. Jefferson looked up from his newspaper, with interest.

"What is wrong this time, Kim Kardashian having another child?" He joked, laughing harder when Emma threw a pillow at him. He caught it and tossed it back.

"I can't think of a Christmas gift for Killian. He is impossible to shop for."

"You and I both know what would be the perfect gift for him." Jefferson said, raising an eyebrow at her.

"No, I want to get him a gift that doesn't involve me being in pain. Going wedding dress shopping with him is something that will kill me." Emma said, groaning into the pillow.

"Killian isn't that hard to shop for, he likes two things guns and women."

"I am not buying him a hooker if that's what you are suggesting!" Emma growled, glaring at Jefferson. He laughed and shook his head.

"No sweetheart, he wouldn't accept her even if you did get him one. He is very much into you." Jefferson winked at her, hoping that she would catch onto what he actually meant. Emma thought about it, but that gift idea didn't sit well her.

"What about a gun? I could buy a gun that he doesn't own." Jefferson let out a loud laugh and shook his head.

"The only guns that Killian doesn't have are the ones haven't been created yet. He is one of the first people to buy a new gun when it first comes out." Emma groaned and laid out on the couch.

"Ugh, this is one of the reasons I hate Christmas shopping. People are so hard to shop for." Emma laid there, trying to think of something to get Killian but nothing came to her.

"You look so lovely sleeping, my Swan." Emma woke up to the feeling of Killian sucking on her exposed skin. She looked around and saw that she had fell asleep on the couch, it was dark outside so she figured she had been out for some time.

"So gorgeous and all mine." He whispered, biting her neck so that she yelped from the pain.

"Ouch, that hurt." She glared at him but Killian just grinned at her. He laid on top of her so that she was pressed into the couch, a blanket separated them but Emma could still feel his erection through it.

"Sorry, love. You taste so amazing." He whispered, biting another piece of skin so that she yelped again but it was more from the feeling of pleasure.

"You are mad, you know that?" Emma said, staring into his blue eyes.

"I have been told, once or twice." He responded, his hand slipping under the blanket and under her shirt. He reached to cup her breast, playing with the nipple as he sucked marks onto her neck. Emma moaned and arched her back as the nipple hardened, she moved her hand between them and began undoing his belt buckle.

"What are you doing, love?" Killian stopped what he was doing when she pulled off his belt.

"Shhh." Emma shushed him and began unzipping his pants, pushing them down a little so his erection sprung free. She gasped when she noticed he was going commando, he grinned and returned to sucking her skin on her chest. Emma wrapped her fingers around his shaft, and squeezed a little. Killian gasped and thrust into her hand more, he no longer could focus on what he was doing. Emma smiled and moved her hand up and down his shaft, making him moan and groan.

"Killian!" Graham shouted from the computer room and Killian quickly sat up, fixing his pants while he growled cuss words under his breath.

"What?!" He shouted, annoyed that they were interrupted.

"Neal. And his men, they are on the north side." Graham explained, ignoring Emma's messed up shirt and Killian's glaring eyes. Killian sprung up and limped over to a cabinet, pulling out a gun.

"Call the Brothers and tell them to meet us there. It is time to show my return from the grave." Killian ordered, putting extra ammo in his pockets. Graham nodded and went into the computer room again.

"You are not going!" Emma yelled jumping up from the couch.

"Yes, I am." Killian growled back, turning to glare at Emma.

"No, you aren't. You still have to use a cane! You aren't ready to join a gun fight, just let your men deal with it!" Emma yelled, stomping over to him. He growled and pointed to the stairs.

"Go to your room, I am not dealing with you right now." He turned around and started limping to the elevator.

"You stupid bastard. You could die this time. Do you not remember that you were in a fucking coma?" She yelled, following Killian.

"Graham! Take Ms. Swan to her room." Killian shouted, not looking at Emma. Suddenly Emma was picked up and swung over Graham's shoulder, she screamed and kicking but was ignored. Killian sighed and stepped into the elevator, looking at Emma's tear stained cheeks one more time before the doors shut.