Chapter 54:

"Welcome home, love." Killian yelled, carrying Emma into the apartment bridal style. She laughed and wiggled out of his grip, running upstairs with her suitcase.

"I will see you upstairs." Emma winked, giggling as Killian growled at her. As she ran upstairs, Killian walked into the kitchen to grab a drink.

"Hey, boss. Is Emma back?" Graham came out of the computer room, Killian nodded towards the stairs.

"Just went upstairs to unpack. Jefferson will be back in couple of days once he sorts everything out in StoryBrooke." He explained, pouring himself some scotch.

"It will be nice to have them back. By the way, I need to talk to you about something that I probably should have told you about a long time ago." Graham said, sitting down on the bar stool. Killian stiffen, he hated any conversations that this.

"What is it?" Killian said, his body as stiff as a board.

"Back at the Brothers of Darkness meeting, the one about you, there was a problem." Graham started, he was beginning to sweat as he watched Killian's eyes darken.

"Jefferson was unavailable to be Ruby's right hand man so Emma stepped in. And you know how the Brothers react to a woman in charge." He explained, Killian's hand began tightening on his glass.

"Who was it?" Killian growled, his hand tightening with each second. Graham was sweating more at his darkening eyes.

"Ben and Bill. They were shouting some stuff to Emma." Graham whispered, at that statement Killian broke the glass in his hand. Graham jumped at the sound and quickly grabbed a towel to clean up the mess.

"I will be back." Killian growled through his teeth, pulling his gun out of the back of his jeans. Graham nodded and he stomped out of the apartment, pulling the slide into place as the elevator doors shut.


"Hey Graham!" Emma said, rushing down the stairs into his arms.

"Hey there, darling. I missed you." Graham said, tightening his arms around her.

"Where is Killian?" Emma pulled away, looking around for him but the apartment was empty.

"He had to go out." She noticed that he suddenly stiffened and became nervous but decided to ignore it.

"Well tell him I am upstairs whenever he arrives." Emma said, walking back up the stairs. She laid out on the bed, reading her back as she waited for him.

"Where is she?" Killian demanded as he stomped into the apartment, gun in hand. Graham jumped up and looked at him with shock.

"Upstairs, you aren't going to shoot her are you?" He asked, staring at the gun.

"No, you dumbass, where the bloody hell is she?" Killian demanded, putting the gun away. Graham pointed upstairs and he stomped up the stairs.

"Emma!" He yelled, throwing open the bedroom door. Emma looked over, confused on why he was shouting.

"What is wrong?" She asked sitting up, Killian stomped over and grabbed her neck, pushing her down on the bed.

"You didn't tell me!" He shouted, releasing her neck as he laid on her so she couldn't move.

"Killian, what the hell is wrong with you? What didn't I tell you?!" She demanded, trying to move but couldn't. He grabbed her wrists and held them down, making her yelp at the sudden pain.

"The meeting, what happened at the meeting?" He growled, tightening his hands with every word.

"What meeting? Get the fuck off me!" Emma yelled, tears forming from the pain in her wrists.

"The meeting when I was arrested, what happened?!" He shouted again, pressing his body harder against hers.

"Nothing happened, we were coming up with ideas." Emma said, confused on his sudden change in behavior.

"Bloody hell, tell me the truth." He yelled, grabbing her hair so that she screamed in pain.

"I just did." She yelled back, screaming more as he pulled her off the bed and across the carpet.

"Let go of me, you asshole!" Emma screamed, digging her nails into his hand but he didn't react.

"Tell me the god damn truth." He yelled, throwing her into the closet.

"I did, do you need to get your hearing checked?" Emma demanded, her head screaming with pain. He growled, grabbed her hair again so that her head was pulled back to look him in the eyes.

"That isn't the whole truth and you know it." He growled, darkness filled his eyes. Emma glared and opened her mouth, but instead of answering him she spat in his eyes.

"Bitch, you can stay in here till you remember." Killian yelled, releasing her hair and wiped the spit out of his eye. He stomped out of the closet and slammed the door, locking it from the outside and turning off the lights.

"You messed up bastard. Let me out." Emma screamed, banging on the door as her eyes tried to adjust to the darkness. Killian stomped downstairs, making Graham flinch at the sudden noise.

"Was that really needed, boss?" He asked, watching Killian pour another glass of scotch.

"Yes, she withheld information from me. Those men had no right to disrespect her and she had no right to hide it from me." Killian growled, drinking the whole glass then poured himself some more.

"She handled herself well at the meeting so she probably thought it wasn't that big of a deal." He tried to explain but Killian just kept drinking.

"I don't care if she handle it well or not, she should have told me. And she still isn't telling me." Killian said, pouring his third drink.

"Killian, take it easy on the drinks. Remember what happened the last time you did." Graham said, pointing to the bottle. Killian froze and put his drink down, not wanting to repeat past events.

"Thanks, brother." Graham nodded and walked back into the computer room. Killian walked upstairs to the bedroom, it was silent until he shut the door.

"Killian? Killian, you bastard! Open the god damn door!" Emma screamed, punching against the door. Killian crawled onto the bed, pulling out his reading glasses and a book.

"Are you going to answer my question?" He demanded, looking at the door over his glasses.

"You deaf pirate, I answered the god damn question." Emma screamed, kicking the door now. Killian sighed and opened his book, reading while Emma kept screaming. Every once in a while he would ask the question and it would start the cycle all over again. Finally, after about 3 hours, Emma fell silent.

"Are you ready to answer the question, love?" He called out, placing the book down. He walked over the door and leaned against, waiting for her answer.

"Some guys may or may not have been rude to me at the meeting." Emma's voice came through the door. She sounded defeated which made Killian smile at the idea that he had won. He opened the door and looked down at her, she was laying on the floor staring at the ceiling.

"They called me a whore and a bitch but I handle it. I shot my gun at a pillow, making the Brothers fall silent." Emma explained, looking at him with a tired face.

"Now that, they didn't tell me." Killian said, to the statement of her shooting the gun. He bent down and picked her up, carrying her to the bed.

"Wait, you knew?!" Emma shouted, glaring at him when he placed her down on the bed.

"I know everything. The men were taken care of." Killian said, crawling into bed next to her.

"You bastard, you locked in that closet for me to tell you something that you already knew." Emma demanded, moving away from him.

"You needed to tell me, trust love." Killian said, pulling her back against him. She wiggled away, turning her back to him.

"You asshole, trust is when I know you won't overreact and lock me in te damn closet for hours." Emma said, tears collecting in her eyes. He growled and reached out, pulling her against him.

"Get your hands off me." Emma hissed through her teeth.

"Shut up and go to sleep." Killian growled back, wrapping his legs and arms around her so she couldn't move away.