A/N : This chapter was written by Phoenix and Dani and is going to be mostly Killian's POV and we are going to touch on the break up between Killian and Emma. Also, there will be A LOT of David and Killian this chapter! Be prepared :)

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EMMA'S POV

It had been four hard, tiring hours before Killian had almost fully moved in and the trio were all slouched on his old and very worn sofa.

Emma broke the awkward silence. "Killian, I thought you had a more… modern... sofa?"

"I- sorta di- well... It was in our apartment remember?" Killian spoke with a tone of nostalgia and sadness and in true Emma fashion she recognised it immediately.

"Oh- yeah- oh, oh my god. I am so sorry about that I completely forgot." Emma what are you saying!?! You idiot how could you say that? Everytime she did something like this it brought her back to times in her life she whole-heartedly wanted to erase and regretted more than anything:

"Killian. I think we need a break."

"Emma? What are you saying?" Killian's ecstatic face when he walked through the door was replaced with one that no one could mistake.

Heartbreak.

"You need to leave."

Tears filled his eyes until he could barely see no more.

"Emma you have got to be joking. What are you-"

"Just leave Killian."

"But… I... Emma-"

"KILLIAN GET OUT. NOW." Anger overtook her and she had no clue why. Just a few minutes ago she was calm but now she was screaming until she couldn't speak.

"Ok, I'll leave. But I want to say something before I do."

Emma nodded.

Killian choked back a sob.

"You will see me again, Emma. I promise you. Even though it pains me beyond imagination to walk away from you now. This is what you wanted, so I have to respect it."

"Emma! EMMA!!" David was violently shaking her to bring her out of whatever state she was in.

"Yeah."

David began to talk. "Emma we were starting to get worried you just sorta dozed off and we couldn't wake you up-"

"We thought something bad had happened." Killian interrupted.

"I guess I didn't realise how tired I was. Maybe I could go pick us some pizza and we can watch a movie?" Emma yawned. She was physically and emotionally drained but some fresh air would help to wake her up.

"Aye love, that'd be great. Instead of you, me and David could go while you stay and rest."

Killian and David both gave her a concerned look.

"Guys I'm fine, I promise. I could do with a walk anyways, it'll get rid of my fatigue and you two can bond a bit while I'm away."

KILLIAN'S POV

Ten minutes had passed since Emma had left and all they could hear was the soft sound of the cars passing by in the street and a few people walking through. The tension could be felt from miles away since neither of them wanted to say something in fear of what the other could be thinking.

"Listen, you know Emma, she is… hard to understand." David began, after seeing Killian's concern.

They both had been through every nightmare, and every memory she suddenly had of all those times she had been let down and they were quite aware of how anything could make her walls rise higher.

"I'm just scared to hurt her," Killian looked at the floor unable to look at him in the eyes. "That's why I left in the first place. I was scared to be someone else who'd hurt her like all those times before."

He felt David staring at him so he looked up and all he saw was someone who knew what he was feeling, someone who cared about Emma the same way he did. And for the first time since he had left Emma, he felt like he could rely on someone else.

"You did the right thing, you know? She needed some time for herself."

Killian smiled thankful for what he had just heard, all his fears suddenly gone.

"Thank you, I needed to hear that." A soft chuckle escaping his lips.

"We should probably pick a movie now, Emma can takes ages." David spoke grabbing the remote and scrolling through Netflix.

"Don't I know it" he replied rolling his eyes.

When they finally had picked, David stood up and offered his hand to help him stand and he accepted it, feeling the sudden urge to not let go of it, as if David's strength was suddenly his and he needed it to keep going. When it was becoming quite awkward he let go of it and both walked towards the kitchen getting everything ready for when Emma arrived.

They both got some dishes and put them on the table, everything feeling completely natural, as if it was normal for them to have dinner together.

"Hey guys, I'm here." Emma said opening the door with difficulty. Both of them laughed and ran to help her.

"Swan, you could've said you needed help." Killian took the boxes from Emma.

"You know asking for help isn't usually my thing."

David closed the door shaking his head with a tiny smile on his lips.

"Did you miss me?" She continued while opening one of the boxes from Killian's hands and taking one slice of pizza.

"Actually we were having a really good time before you walked in." David said jokingly getting hit on the arm by her.

"So should we watch the movie?" Killian suggested walking towards the sofa again.

The siblings followed him sitting on the floor with the pizza on the table.

"We picked something while you were gone." Started her brother.

"It better be good then." Emma replied sighing.

And it just suddenly started to feel like a family to Killian, like he had people who cared about him. Going back to New York had possibly been what he needed and colliding with Emma in the apartment building just to realize they were going to be neighbors was what could've been called destiny. It was the first day and everything was already working out quite well with the Nolan-Swan siblings, he just wished things could only go upwards from then on.

KILLIAN'S POV

Killian woke up with a shudder and realised they had all drifted off to sleep in his apartment. Glancing over to his left he noticed they were all huddled on the sofa together, which was obviously going to happen as it wasn't that big to fit three fully grown adults. He reached for his phone and half-opened his eyes to look at the time.

8:15am

This was a bit of a shock to Killian as he normally wakes up around ten and eleven in the morning not three hours prior to that.

I should probably get up and make some breakfast or something.

Carefully lifting himself up he managed to break free from Emma's sleepy yet surprisingly strong hold on his arm. He dragged himself over to the grey, marble countertop and opened some of cupboards. Although, he had just moved in he had a few items of food as Emma had gratefully gave him things to get him started the previous night.

Killian pulled out a pancake mix and found a pan sitting in the back of one of the older-looking cupboards. After finishing off making the mix, he oiled the pan and started to pour the mix in. As he did, he heard a stir and turned around to see David standing up looking at him with an expression he couldn't quite recognise.

"I didn't know you could cook."

"Well, if it wasn't for this box with the instructions on the back, I wouldn't have had much luck in the first place, mate."

They both chuckled.

"I could help you if you'd like? I'm not that good at them myself, but I know how to flip them unlike a certain someone."

Killian felt his cheeks go red, but only the slightest bit which he hoped would go unnoticed.

Wait… Killian why are you blushing? You shouldn't be blushing, he was only joking on with you.

Hoping he had composed himself, he turned around fully and smiled. "Yeah, okay, sure."

David walked over and took the spatula out of Killian's hand and flipped the pancake out the pan, making it fly across the room, the nearest wall.

"Hey!" Killian exclaimed and smacked him playfully in the arm, a tiny bit hurt that his first attempt at a pancake was now on the floor at the other end of the room.

"It was burnt." David laughed at the sight of him sulking beside the oven.

"Here, I'll show you how to do it properly."

David grabbed the bottle of mix and squirted some into the pan making a neat circle. He traced the perfected edges of the browning pancake with the spatula and got ready for the flip. As Killian expected him to, David flipped it with skill and it landed back in the pan. He didn't know why, but he felt proud of his new friend and he had his eyes locked, watching every additional pancake he made.

EMMA'S POV

Emma opened her eyes to hear David and Killian in the kitchen making something she couldn't quite make out yet. Listening in to what they were saying, she noticed the two's unmistakable dynamic. They were a perfect duo.

"I could help if you'd like," she heard David say. "I'm not that good at them myself, but I know how to flip them unlike a certain someone."

There was a silence and then Killian replied, "Yeah, okay, sure."

And there was that dynamic again. Although she wasn't watching them she could picture the scene without fault ; David staring at Killian almost laughing and him doing his trademark smirk. She could tell by Killian's tone of voice that he was sort of… nervous? She wasn't sure why he would be nervous though. Maybe incase he annoyed David somehow? Even though she was certain that they had already buried whatever was going on.

Emma observed everything that was said between the two and pictured their movements to follow their words.

And then finally, it clicked.

….Could Killian have feelings for David?

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