The scene where Killian actually moves into Emma's house.Since we didn't get that on the show (grrrr).This is the second part, with Killian arriving at Emma's with his stuff.Sorry for the delay.I struggled with this, I think because I can imagine it going so many different ways.I'm sure this doesn't do it justice though.Hope you enjoy.

Emma waited on the top step as Killian and her father made their way up the sidewalk. Killian had been walking backward, saying something to her Dad, then turned around with a wide smile on his face as he looked up at her.

"Hello Swan", he said as he walked up the steps, took her hand and gently kissed her cheek. She smiled back at him.

"Hi", she replied. She looked over his shoulder. "Thanks for helping Killian move in, Dad. Do you need a hand with the rest of it?"

"This is it and you're welcome", David replied as he reached the top step.

"Seriously? That is all you have?" Emma asked, looking between Killian and her father.

"Yes, Swan. I only brought essentials with me. I don't have many belongings to begin with and many of those should stay on the Jolly Rodger."

"Okaaay, well, come on in then", and Emma turned and walked through the still open front door. David motioned for Killian to go next, following the couple inside.

Emma had stopped in the entry way, halfway between the kitchen and the living area, not sure what to do next.

"So where do you want me to put this?" David asked as he jiggled the trunk he was carrying.

Emma pointed to the kitchen table and said, "Oh, um, I guess you can just put it on the table." She looked at Killian, "You really have everything you need in that one chest?"

"Aye", Killian replied.

The three of them stood there, looking at each other, the floor, the kitchen. Emma shifter her feet and put her hands in her back pockets. "So, ummmm", Emma started to say.

David broke in, "Is Henry here?" he asked.

"No, he had a study date with Violet this afternoon and then he's going to head over to Regina's for the night." She looked at Killian, "I told him he should stay, but he said he wanted to give us some space tonight. Whatever that meant. I'm sure he'll be here bright and early tomorrow though", Emma said, trying to reassure him that Henry was okay with his moving in.

Killian smiled, "Of course, Swan." Truth be told, he wasn't quite sure what Henry thought of this whole moving in thing. He seemed okay with Emma dating him and she'd said that she'd talked to him and he'd seemed okay with the idea. But he'd yet to talk with the lad himself and he wasn't sure what kind of reception he was really going to get from the boy.

"Okay, well, I'll be heading off, then. Snow said you are welcome to stop over for dinner if you'd like ", David said as he moved toward the door. He placed a kiss on Emma's head as he passed her. She followed him to the door. "Tell mom we're just going to order in tonight and get settled if that's okay. Thanks again, Dad."

"Anytime", David said as stopped in the open doorway. "Bye, Hook."

Emma closed the door behind him and turned to look at Killian. She suddenly didn't know what to do. She'd been waiting all morning for him to arrive, making sure there was room in the closet and dresser for him, setting our extra towels, and generally just fidgeting around. Now that he was here, she wasn't sure what to do. This shouldn't be awkward. They'd been alone in her house before. Dinner. Yeah, start with that.

"Sooo, do you have a preference for dinner?"

Killian sauntered over to her as he raised an eyebrow. "A little early for dinner, don't you think Swan?"

Emma glanced at the clock on the kitchen wall. 2:15. "Oh, yeah, I guess so. But you know, if you have a preference for later, we could just decide on it now."

Killian wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled Emma close to him. She raised her hands to rest on his chest. "Are you nervous?", he asked.

She sighed, "Maybe a little." Killian stayed silent, giving her time to voice her thoughts. "It's just, I've never really lived with my boyfriend before, in a house and stuff. Neal and I lived out of my car and were always moving around. I'm not sure I know how to do this."

Killian nudged her to look at him. "Emma, it's been a fair amount of time since I shared my space with anyone as well, love. And, it's been an even longer time since I've lived in an actual house. But we both want this, yeah? So, we'll figure it out together." He smiled a small hopeful smile.

Emma relaxed in his arms and returned the smile. "You're very convincing, you know that.?

He gently kissed her lips. "I know." And he kissed her again.

"Now", he paused as he pulled her by her hand away from the door back towards the kitchen, "do you want to show me this closet that has room for some black leather?"

Emma smiled, "Follow me", and walked to the stairs leading up to her, check that, their bedroom. Killian picked up his chest of belongings and followed her. When they reached the second floor, Emma pointed out Henry's room and the 'extra room', which she hadn't decided what to do with yet. Maybe Killian could help with that.

She reached the door to their room and stepped through the open door there. Killian hadn't been up to her bedroom yet and paused in the doorway. He'd expected something similar to her room at her parent's loft, white furniture and a flowery bedspread. Instead, what he saw was something less feminine. The focus of the room was a large 4 poster bed in a light wood with intricate carving on the headboard. It was covered in a navy-blue bedsheet with a subtle pattern in the same shade of blue embroidered into it, not a flower in sight. A pair of nightstands were on either side of the bed, with small lamps set on them. There was a large armoire to the right, next to a doorway leading to the bath and a large dresser next to where he was standing. To the left was a sitting area with two comfortable looking chairs with footstools.

Killian set his chest down on the bed and looked out the windows by the sitting area. A beautiful view looking out toward the water greeted him. He shook his head as he thought back to picking out this house as a hope for his future with Emma. It really was perfect for her, for them.

Emma had been watching him take in everything and saw the small shake of his head. "Something wrong?", she asked.

"Not at all. It's a lovely view. I am a bit surprised by the furnishings though. I expected to see your room from your parent's loft here."

"Well, that was all really my Mom's anyway and it didn't seem to fit here. Besides, I wanted this to be something for both of us. Do you like it?", she asked hopefully.

Killian smiled and walked to where Emma was standing. "Very much." He gently leaned down to kiss her lips. After a few moments of the gentle touch, Emma pulled back and smiled. "Good", she said. "Now, I'm dying to see what's in that trunk of yours. Shall we unpack."

She moved over to the closet door and opened it with a flourish. "I've made room here for your leather," she said with a smile and then opened a few drawers in the dresser. "And there is space here and in the armoire."

Killian moved to the bed and opened the chest. Emma followed him and looked over his shoulder as he pulled out 3 neatly folded shirts, 2 pairs of dark jeans, a leather vest, some socks and boxer briefs and set them on the bed. "That's it?", Emma asked, looking at the sparse collection of clothes. "We really need to expand your wardrobe."

"I know what works Swan. No need for lots of extraneous clothing."

"What about your pirate coat and boots and stuff?"

"I left that on my ship. Didn't think I'd need it here", Killian replied.

Emma leaned in to him and said softly, "Well, you might want to think about bringing it over sometime, and the red vest. Just in case, there is some need for it… ", she trailed off as she cast her eyes to the floor.

Killian smiled a wide, toothy smile. Sometimes, his Swan really could surprise him. "Well, if there is some need of it, I'll be sure to get it on my next trip to the Jolly. Just in case, there is a need…." Emma returned the smile and they stood there, just smiling at each other.

After several heartbeats, Emma broke out of the moment and said, "Okay, well, why don't we put your stuff away then."

Together, they hung the shirts and vest in the closet and placed the jeans, socks and briefs in drawers. Emma smiled as Killian places his briefs in a drawer. She'd wondered about his choice of underwear. Her smile got bigger as it hit her that they were really doing this. Sharing not only adventures, but a house. She never thought she'd be in this position.

"So, is that it. Nothing else in there?", she asked.

He reached into the chest and started pulling out the remaining items, one by one. "Just a few books, a tray for my rings, my grooming essentials and this." He pulled the last item out with a flourish.

Emma looked at the dark colored bottle he was holding out. "Let me guess. Rum?"

"Not just rum, Swan. The finest rum in all the realms. Not that watered-down swill that the Rabbit Hole tries to pass off as rum or the passable liquid that Granny serves. I have a bit of a stash of the good stuff on the Jolly, you see", he said with pride.

"What, no buried treasure, gold or doubloons at the bottom of that thing?", Emma joked.

"A pirate never keeps all his treasure with him, Swan. Never know when someone will try to take it. Don't worry, I've got my treasure safely hidden away." Killian leaned down and whispered into her ear. "Now, shall we open this bottle and toast our new living arrangements, love?" He pulled back and raised one eyebrow as he waited for her answer.

Emma couldn't help but smile widely. "Let's get the glasses", she said as she grabbed his hook and pulled him out of their room.