A/N: Agh, sorry, I forgot to do this before I posted.
In which Killian is the Doctor and Emma is his companion. He's going to show her the stars.
Space is large, Emma thinks. Infinite and endless. If she didn't have her ship and her captain, she'd be hopelessly lost. Hell, she thinks, stretching and sighing, she's pretty much lost anyways in this ship. She turns the corner into a room that seems entirely window. He's standing, coat behind his hands as they rest in his pockets, staring into the vastness of space as though it's the most beautiful thing he's ever seen.
"Stargazing? How boring," Emma chuckles, and he smiles, knowing she's joking.
"It's only boring when you already know the stars," he counters, turning just enough for her to see his smile. She continues in, staring openly at the view. His eyes are still fixed on her, and she lets the wonder show.
"Well I certainly don't know these," she says breathlessly, coming to a stop beside him.
"Would you like to?" He asks, and Emma doesn't think twice.
"Yes." She points at a particularly bright point, brow furrowed, and asks, "Is that going to kill us?"
"Ahhhh..." Killian squints at it for a moment before turning to her and nodding furiously. "Yes. Probably. Yes it is."
"Run?" She asks, rolling up her sleeves.
"Run." He affirms, and they do.
Emma's laughing, the adrenaline flooding her bones and lifting her veins like stardust. He's beside her all the way, a jealous race, a thieving hero, a smiling rogue. Her captain, with a map of the universe and a buzzing screwdriver to light the way.
They reach the control room in a tangle of limbs and a skid of sneakers.
"We're not gonna die then?" She asks, pushing and pulling the buttons and levers he points out.
"No- blue level blue level!- not if we can- push that button, there- leave right about- green!- now!" The TARDIS creaks into life, convulsing like a beating heart, time energy flowing like blood, and Emma can feel the vibrations in the air. She reaches up to touch one, and Killian laughs, pointing joyfully at her.
"Isn't it wonderful? Time in space!" He spins around, practically bouncing for joy in his squeaky red sneakers.
"Yeah," Emma laughs, marveling at the stars around her. "It is."
