Killian thought to look over Emma and see how long he'd been awake. It must be 3 o'clock in the morning by now or some other indecent time. After his afternoon sleep and that nightmare, he could not even fathom the thought of getting any rest. The temptation was too strong, he lifted his torso over Emma to check the time, "3:22" the clock read. The bed creaked as he came back down to his side. "You're not asleep?" Emma's voice was raspy and quiet.
"Just stretching love."
"Couldn't sleep?"
"I don't know why though," Killian sighed.
"Here, come close to me," Emma wrapped Killian's arm around her waist and pulled him close to her. He kissed the back of your head. "Nothing's going to hurt you while I'm here."