Chapter 4

StoryBrooke Maine, Present Day

"Morning coffee, Just how you like it Swan." Emma grabbed the cup, breathing in the beautiful scent of fresh coffee grinds.

"Thanks, Killian." Killian laughed as Emma sat down at the kitchen table.

"I wouldn't do that, love. Don't you have work? At least there's going to be a text or call telling you about some problem." They paused there in silence, listening closely for five minutes.

"Okay Killian, no texts. No calls. No emergencies." She smirked.

"Then work, love."
"Not work either. It's my day off."

"Not your job as sheriff, Swan. I mean being a savior."

"Vacation day." She hastily reported. Killian gave her a confused look. "No emergencies, no accidents. Face it, Killian. They don't need me right now." Killian could feel his desire tugging at him. Slowly, he walked over and sat next to her on the couch. He put his arm around the back of the sofa and his other hand reached for her chin, pulling her in for a gentle kiss.

"'I'm late!" called Henry from up the stairs. The two broke away instantly.

"Sorry!" Emma hastily replied while grabbing her coffee, kissing Hook in the cheek, and picking up her car keys.

"Killian looked down frowning. Cursing at himself for letting his emotions get the better of him, for believing that one disaster or event wouldn't happen.

"Bloody hell."


StoryBrooke Elementary School, Present Day

"Hey mom."

"Emma." Snow looked up, her smile beaming, radiating as bright as the sun on a warm sunny day. "Do you need something Sweetie?" Emma shook her head, looking down and blushing.

"How do you do it? How do you find time to be in love? To be romantic around all of these crazy emergencies."

"Emma, what is this about?"

"Henry … late." She mumbled.

"This is about more than just Henry being late to school - by the way, here is the work he missed." Emma thanked her mom, told her to enjoy her lunch break, and turned on her heel. She figured she might go finish what Killian had started. Afterall; they hadn't had a good kiss in awhile.

"Emma, Jasmine had a cold today and couldn't come to work. I usually eat lunch with her and the other teachers. But … we haven't ever had a mother-daughter date before. What do you say we go to Granny's. Just you and me?"

"Sure!" Emma's face brightened up.


Granny's Diner, Present Day

"And for you?"
"One grilled cheese and…"

"Onion rings." Emma looked over. Killian was standing in the doorway like a mysterious shadowy figure. "Emma why didn't you call me? I made a pirate's lunch for you at home."

"Oh!" Emma put her hands to her head. "I'm so sorry! I must have left my phone at home when I had to drive Henry to school. I keep forgetting about this whole living together thing."

"Would you like to come home and eat? You could put it in that devil-heating-box." He gave her a sort of puppy eyes.

"I'm sorry, Mom. I gotta go!"

"But Emma you promised to eat lunch with me! Now I will have to eat all alone! And what about that order of grilled cheese?" Emma threw a couple bucks on the table and rushed out. She felt a storm in her head brewing, swirling. She felt the tides of emotion throwing themselves around in her head, pushing her this and that way.