A/N: This is it, the last chapter! See the end for more.

"Swan, is everything okay?"

"Emma, who are you going to choose? Me or him?"

Neal was talking but Emma could only focus on Killian. He had gotten out of his car when he saw Emma break away from Neal's hold and his only concern was if Emma was okay. Killian must have seen Neal approach Emma and wondered if she would still leave with him, but his focus was still on her. It occurred to Emma that Killian had never made her feel like she had to pick him over anyone else. He always left the decision up to her and was there for Emma whenever she needed him.

She smiled at Killian and answered him first, "I'm fine. Give me one-second." He smiled and got back in the car.

Emma turned around to deal with Neal. "I'm going with Killian. I don't have to make a choice here since there was only ever one option: him. Goodbye, Neal."

Emma walked away and got in Killian's car. There weren't many moments in her life when she felt sure that she was doing the right thing and this was definitely one of those moments. Emma saw Neal sputtering with rage through the window but blessedly Killian knew to just drive away. Emma wasn't interested in hearing anything more from Neal.

They made it about five miles out of Cadbury before either of them spoke. Killian cleared his throat. "So this has been an eventful evening. And not really in the manner I imagined."

"Yeah, I can't really say this is how I saw the evening going either. What went differently for you?" She laughed a little then; she could guess how Killian saw this night going.

"Sure, Swan, laugh at my pain. That is the exact right way to show sympathy for your dearest friend," but Killian was laughing too. "I have to say the 'I have a husband' line was quite surprising. And then to have her just continue carrying on, as if she wasn't dropping huge news on me." He sighed, the first sign of frustration that Emma had seen since they left the club. "I think the only reason I care is because she made me feel foolish. She flirted right back at me each time, and she never gave me any reason to think that my attentions were misplaced."

"I'm not defending her here, because she totally should have handled that situation better, but she probably just liked the attention."

"Aye, she probably did." Killian shook his head. "I think I'd like to put this behind me and just forget it happened." He looked over at Emma, a smirk tugging at his lips. "So you walked away from that Neal fellow, huh? I always knew you had excellent taste. What was he going on about anyway?"

Emma smiled and rolled her eyes, remember Neal's antics. "He was upset that I was leaving you and ditching him. He didn't even let explain the circumstances but just seemed to latch on to the idea that I was picking you over him."

"Picking me over him? What a ludicrous idea. We aren't dating."

"That's apparently not how he saw it. He gave me an ultimatum that I'm sure he thought was quite threatening."

"An ultimatum…" Comprehension dawned on Killian's face. "Oh no, Swan, tell me he didn't…"

"He totally did. He said I had to choose between the two of you."

"Good Lord. He is such a first class idiot."

"That he is. One of the many reason I didn't choose him."

Killian was quiet for a moment before he asked, "Do you mean you didn't choose him, or do you mean you chose me?"

Emma looked out her window. They were about halfway between Storybrooke and Cadbury; the effective equivalent of the middle of nowhere. She knew there were fields hidden out there in the darkness but at the moment she could only see herself reflected in the faint glow of the console lights. She could also see Killian behind her in the window, glancing over at her every so often as she considered his question.

She turned in her seat so she could face him. Killian was her best friend and she was a little embarrassed of how she decided to walk away from Neal, but she knew she could tell him anything.

"I think I was jealous of Milah. Which I know is ridiculous because I was with Neal, but I felt threatened by her. For the first time that I could remember, someone else was receiving your attention, and that felt wrong to me. And it made me suspicious of her. I was sure she was hiding something, which was I invited David and Ruby. I thought maybe they could help me decide if she was actually as suspicious as I thought she was. I had no idea that she would turn out to be married though.

And then, we were in the stock room and for the first time I realized that we could be…more than just friends. That thought was terrifying and overwhelming because I didn't know how to handle it. Where would I be if we weren't friends? So I backtracked and sidestepped to focus us both back on the issue at hand, which luckily was fairly substantial.

Then Neal showed up and started throwing his insecurities and ultimatums around. When he asked me to choose, it didn't even occur to me to walk away from you. Do you remember that conversation we had a few weeks ago, after that terrible date with Rob and right before I met Neal?"

"Aye, of course, we talked about what we wanted and you said you wanted to be happy."

"Right, I did. I think I've realized that when it comes down to it, I would always pick you. No one else has ever really come close to how happy you make me."

"I am pretty special." She snorted and pushed him. He laughed back at her, "I'm only teasing."

"I'm wondering what you want. What are you looking for Killian?"

Emma had been carefully watching his face, to gauge how he was taking her explanation. Killian smiled over at her, before focusing back on the road. "Swan, I'm not looking for anything. I haven't been since I met you. We just fit together, almost instantly. I was happy to be your friend and I hoped that eventually we might grow into something more, but being your friend first and always was the most important thing."

"And you weren't ever going to say something? You were just going to let me blunder around forever?"

"I might have said something eventually, except something else came up in our talk a few weeks ago. You explicitly said I wasn't in your dating pool. How was I supposed to take that?" He looked over at Emma again, but she was speechless. She had said that, she remembered now. "Then you started dating Neal and seemed happy with him. I was willing to ride out that relationship, just like I had with all the other ones."

"You are an insanely patient person. You were really just going to wait around until I stopped being an idiot, weren't you?"

"I'm not that patient, obviously. If I was, I wouldn't have tried to distract myself from your dating life by focusing my attention on Milah. Although maybe I should be grateful, if it made you jealous."

A smirk lifted the corner of his mouth and Emma shook her head, unsure of what to say. She had been jealous, but she didn't need to say it out loud again. She decided to take his hand instead and ask, "So what happens now?"

"Well, we have to start somewhere. Where do you want to go?"

"I guess it doesn't really matter."

"But together?"

"Together."

A/N: Thank you so much for following my little story! All the views and follows have been immensely motivating so thank you for that :) :) :) This is part of my personal challenge to write and publish a bit of fic each day in December. I'm going to be posting a new story tomorrow, so maybe I'll see you around, again? Cool, sounds great! :) 3 - M