Hello Lovely Readers! The madness continues. Learn a little about Killian and Emma meets her hot new neighbor, could he be the perfect man? I love this crossover and I hope you do too. Someone keep Baelfire away from the neighbors cats, although I bet the kittens are adorable.

Chapter 3: The Ugly Truth

Killian lived in the garage apartment behind his sister Ariel's house. Ariel was divorced and had a 14 year old son named Henry. After Ariel's husband left, he decided to move back to town to help her with the bills and look after Henry when she needed it. Since they didn't have their father around much growing up he wanted to offer the boy some stability. His actual father wasn't around very often.

Ariel's husband took a job on a merchant cargo ship and lived away from Storybrooke for months at a time. Henry took it hard when his dad left and Ariel was grateful to have him there to help. Henry had been getting into fights and causing trouble at school.

His influence really helped get him back on track and seemed to make all the difference. Before coming back to Storybrooke he'd been working on wall street. He saved a good bit of money and was tired of living the fast life. He was only too happy to get away from the rat race and settle down back in their small town when she called him with the news about Henry.

He'd also needed to get away from a toxic relationship with a woman named Milah who neglected to tell him that she was married when he met her. Her husband was involved in some sort of organized crime ring back in New York so that was another reason for him to get out of town quickly and cut ties with her all together. She never brought him anything but trouble but he was too far in to see it. A mob threat was the wake up call he needed to realize he was done.

He came home reeling from the amazing day he'd had at work. His dream of bringing his show to network TV came true and he was making money again. Even though he had a savings he wanted to be a contributing member of society. That was how he was raised. His father was a dock worker who was a bit rough around the edges but a hard worker when he was able to be.

His father also never seemed to get over his mother's death. He drank himself into an early grave. If it weren't for Ariel he probably wouldn't have gotten along as well as he did. His sister always seemed to keep positive regardless of her situation and they worked together to keep life moving. His sister was a nurse at a local nursing home that allowed her decent hours so that she could be home with Henry by dinner time.

He would admit to anyone that he liked being with women. It was obvious that he did but he never really found one woman that could make him happy for long. So he really just put effort into having fun. His sister would tell people that he was afraid of commitment but he knew better that he just hadn't been good at making choices in the types of girls he dated. He decided to keep things on the surface and he wouldn't get hurt. Not again.

He walked into his humble garage apartment and saw the answering machine's light blinking. He put down his mail and pushed the button to check the messages.

Hey Killian its Lauren. I'm having a party and you know what happens when I drink tequila. Beeeeep

He crossed himself, kissed his fingers up to the sky and took off his jacket. Lauren was a lot of fun when she drank tequila and he certainly remembered her.

It's me Nikki why haven't you called me.

"Hey. Who's that? "asked Henry.

He tried to stop the message. I miss you. I can't stop thinking about your huge. He pounded on the machine. rubbing all over my dripping wet. He pulled the plug on the machine to stop the message from playing in front of Henry.

He felt the heat rushing to his cheeks as he tried to change the subject with him. "Hey kid. How was school ?"

The boy sidled up next to him and he gave him a hug before they walked back towards the main house.

"Well you totally hosed me. "said Henry.

"What?"

"Last week on your show you said to be mean to hot girls because they will want you more; well I tried it on Grace, she cried and I got detention."

He looked at the poor rejected face on his nephew and shook his head. "First of all don't listen to what I say on my show lad. Second of all, you're supposed to do that to 25 year old girls who are hot and think they can get any guy they want. Not 14 year old girls who are going through puberty. They have enough problems."

Henry sighed.

The pair flopped on the couch and he flicked on the TV. He leaned over, ruffled the boy's curly brown mop of hair and grinned.

"My mom said that when she was 14 that she was the prettiest girl in class."

"Let me tell you something, when she was 14, I was there and she lied." he joked noticing that she stepped into the room.

"Don't listen to your Uncle Killian. He was blind from touching himself inappropriately." said Ariel.

She walked over and placed a large cake box down on the coffee table in front of them turned and smirked.

"That's a nice thing to say in front of your son."

"Like he hasn't heard worse while watching your show."

She squeezed on the couch between them and popped open the lid of the cake.

He was still grumbling from her remark. He'd done fine with the ladies even back then.

"Let's hope you can clean it up now that you are on a network. Congrats!"

She leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

He smiled looking down into the box at the delicious cake with Congratulations written across the middle. It felt good to have something to celebrate. This was a great day.

Emma settled in for another quiet evening at home. She dressed in her comfy silk night shirt and pulled a soft pink hoody over head. She let down her hair and combed her fingers through it exposing all of the curls that the tight braids left behind. She was suddenly alerted to a crash from the other room.

She rushed in to find that her naughty cat, Baelfire, knocked over the fishbowl. There were broken pieces all over the floor along with the gravel, plants, and water was getting everywhere.

She bounded towards the cat to try to deter him from grabbing the flailing fish. "Baelfire No!"

Baelfire ran through the room towards the open window and jumped out into the yard. She pulled open the front door and he was climbing the tree in front of her condo.

"Baelfire No!"

It was too late. He was already up in the tree.

"Baelfire! Shit, alright I'll just come up. Just don't move. That's all I need is for you to knock up another cat. Last time it cost me so much money to find those kittens a good home."

She climbed up into the tree and grabbed him holding him close so that he wouldn't wiggle away. She looked down and began to worry about getting out of the tree safely while holding him. She looked up and noticed that her neighbor across the way had his window open. When he stepped out into view he was wrapping a towel around his waist. He was a fine specimen. He had nicely coiffed reddish blond hair and a lean physique. He was also dripping wet.

"Oh My."she gasped. She was literally a peeping Tom but damn he was hot!

Baelfire purred loudly in her arms as she stroked his soft fur. She clasped her hand over his mouth so they wouldn't be caught and continued to watch her sexy neighbor as he finished his hygienic routine. He brushed his hair back slowly showing off his biceps and she nearly fell out of the tree. She knew she shouldn't be watching but he was too delicious not to. As he walked closer to the balcony he became in full view. He was beautiful with a symmetrical squared jaw. He was rubbing dental floss in his teeth, something she did regularly too. Good hygiene was high on her list.

She snuggled Baelfire closely but she struggled to keep him in her arms and started to lose her footing in the tree.

All of the sudden the tree branch that she was standing on gave way and she came crashing down. She was left hanging upside down in the tree with her feet holding her in place in the branch above. She was stuck and needed help.

"Ahhh! Somebody help me!"

She let go of Baelfire as her night shirt hung down in her face exposing her white silk underwear and her tummy for the entire world to see.

"Somebody help me. Please somebody help me. I'm stuck in a tree. Anybody" she yelled as her arms flailed over her head.

Baelfire sat looking up at her purring and meowing. Of course the man she'd been watching would come to her rescue. The gorgeous man came running out of his apartment wearing nothing but a towel.

"Help me, I'm stuck in a tree! I'm stuck in a tree!"

"Whoa whoa, calm down."

"Please get me down, please get me down." She reached out and tried to grab hold of him as she was swinging but accidentally pulled off his damp towel exposing him in front of her. She was dumbstruck at the picture standing before her. With her eyes wide she looked up at him. Wow was all she could think seeing him up close and personal.

He laughed and picked up the towel from the ground, wrapping it back around himself.

She felt the blush creeping over her cheeks. "I'm so sorry."

"Hold still ok?"

She nodded. He pushed her up and she was able to grab the branch and pull herself up into the tree. Then he helped her down out of the tree but she noticed a pain in her ankle and she couldn't put full pressure on it. "Ow!"

"Why don't you come with me and let me take a look at that for you. I'm a doctor."

She couldn't help looking up into the pretty blue eyes that were gazing at her with concern. She nodded her head as she was speechless at the moment. He helped her into his apartment and he sat her onto a chair. She noticed that there were half unpacked moving boxes all over his place.

He grinned and started back towards his bedroom. "Make yourself at home. I'm just going to grab some clothes. Sorry for the mess. I've just moved in."

She surveyed the room. He had nice taste from what she could see. It was masculine and modern. He had a leather couch with a dark cherry wood coffee table in front of it. He had a TV mounted above his fireplace and two very tasteful lamps on each side of the dark brown leather couch. She sat in a comfy leather chair with an ottoman in front of it.

"This is a nice place."

He came walking back in wearing a soft gray button up short sleeve Henley, and dark blue sweatpants that hung low on his hips showing her the delicious curve of his muscles. She smiled wide at the memory of what was hiding underneath.

She was grinning from ear to ear trying not to be too fidgety."So you just moved in? I'm Emma. I live across the square."

He sat down on the stool in front of her and pulled out an ace bandage. He examined her foot and ankle before he wrapped it up. "I'm Graham."

"Graham, So you're a doctor. Wow!" She couldn't stop grinning and could already feel her eagerness to know him getting the better of her. She tried to flirt as best as she could in this situation but she felt it might be coming off awkward.

"I'm an orthopedic surgeon actually. I do a lot of leg and hip stuff but I do get the occasional foot." She looked over and he was smiling at her as he held her foot.

She couldn't help but giggle at this perfect man.

"Look your ankle seems to be ok. Looks to me like a mild sprain so you should be fine." He climbed from the stool in front of her and extended his hand to help her up.

She took his hand and climbed out of the chair slowly. "Great. I guess I'm pretty lucky that my cat chose the tree outside your window to climb."

She wasn't ready for this to be over. She was standing in front of him looking him over and she noticed that he seemed to be looking her over too. She was glad she was wearing something slinky and feminine at that moment and not her favorite T with the holes in all the wrong places.

"Well I'm here if you ever need me. Look I'm going to put my home number on the back of my business card. If your ankle starts giving you any problems you can give me a call."

"Great, thanks." She stood there waiting for him and twisting her hair on her finger. She couldn't stop grinning like an idiot.

"Meow"

Baelfire was wrapping himself around Graham's legs and purring. "Oh wow, that's weird. He usually doesn't like men."

He bent down and picked him up."Well you know, dogs are great but I'm a cat person." he said as he rubbed his nose against Baelfire's little head.

She let out a little sigh and smiled as wide as she could. She felt like the air just went out of her as she watched him snuggle her cat close and pet him.

"I guess I'll get going then." she said breathlessly.

He looked at her and their gaze locked. She didn't want to leave.

"Ok", he said eyeing the door still holding her cat.

She was in a daze as she walked towards the door looking over her shoulder and smiling. Had she just met the perfect man that she described the other night? She was afraid that she would wake up from this dream any minute.

"Thanks again for saving my life. Bye" she said walking out the door and closing it.

She was jumping up and down, dancing like a fool outside of his door at this chance meeting. Then she realized that she was missing something. Baelfire. She heard the door open at her back and quickly stopped jumping. She looked up to see him smiling brightly.

"You forgot your cat."

She had to think quickly."Ooh, I had a spider on me. It's gone now."

He nodded and seemed to have missed her doing that completely dorky happy dance in front of his place. She took Baelfire from him and wrapped him in her arms cuddling him close to her body.

"Thanks again." she said smiling.

"Alright, goodnight." he said.

"Bye." she said grinning.

She strode back over to her condo with a large grin on her face tucking his card into her bra. Today was a good day after all. She kissed Baelfire on the head a few times in thanks for his bad behavior.

When she got to the station she still had the same huge smile on her face that she had when she left Graham's the night before. She noticed Ruby in the coffee room and ran to her."Ruby, I need to talk to you."

"Ohh, I'm intrigued. What's got you so excited this morning? I'm glad to see you are no longer hiding in your closet."

She was grinning from ear to ear thinking about Graham. "I met someone last night."

"Details now!" said Ruby stopping in her tracks.

"His name is Graham. He's a doctor. He just moved in across the square from me. He flosses. He loves cats. His home is impeccable. Did I say he's beautiful? "

"Are you sure you actually met this guy and he wasn't in a dream that you had?"

"Oh, no he's real. He rescued me from the tree outside of my condo."

"Wait you were in a tree outside of your condo spying on your new hot neighbor and he had to rescue you?"

"Yeah, well I was trying to get Baelfire down and I just happened to see him walking around in a towel and then, yeah I just happened to be spying on him when I fell."

"Hold on, did you say he was in a towel?"

"Yeah, well he was wearing it when I saw him and then when he rescued me and it might have slipped off at one point and I got to see him in his full birthday suit. All I can say is happy birthday to me!" said Emma jumping up and down dancing her ridiculous happy dance.

"You saw him Naked!"shouted Ruby.

"Shh, keep your voice down. And yes." said Emma smiling.

"Are you going to see him again. Did he ask for your number?" asked Ruby.

"I don't know. No. He gave me his card and put his home number on the back. He said I could call him if I had any trouble or any time. What do you think? Should I call him and if I do call him what should I say?"

"I think that if you have this perfect man across the square from you and he gave you every number he has to reach him. I'd say that he likes you too. You'd be a fool not to jump on that. And also – no Tap water. Please sweetheart, don't bring it up." said Ruby.

"OK. No Tap water" said Emma.

Now both women were jumping up and down with joined hands in a circle. Emma noticed Killian sitting in the makeup chair. He had an attractive brunette working on his makeup for the show. He was smiling but she caught him watching her out of the corner of his eye. It also appeared that the woman was flirting with him.

"Hang on a sec." she said to Ruby and marched over towards Killian.

"You have naughty eyes." said the woman.

"Everything that's on me is naughty." said Killian smiling.

Emma walked up behind him glaring at the girl. The makeup artist looked at her and stepped heel to leave right away.

"Bye Karen." said Killian. He turned to focus his full attention on her.

She looked rather angry already so early in the morning. Her blazing green eyes set their site on him as a target. She looked beautiful today. Her hair neatly pulled back as always and she was dressed in a green silk blouse and black pants. He couldn't help but notice her. She was pretty but seemed rather uptight.

Emma leaned down so she was staring directly in his face.

"Keep it clean. Keep it moving. Stick to the script. You are on a live affiliate news program. You do not have the luxury of using the words blow and job in the same sentence. If you say anything scatological, you will be fired."

He stood and whispered into her ear. "Oh really because I kind of thought that you were the one who was going to be fired if you didn't keep me happy. Yes! I have a list of demands that I'll give you after the show and I'm going to warn you that they will be scatological."

He was looking at her with those mischievous blue eyes that she couldn't help but gaze into and smiling with that smug expression. He had her. She pushed his ear piece into his ear and pulled the white tissue papers from his neck.

"Ow."

"Big Baby."

"You know just because you look pretty today I won't mention the misguided phallic rage that you just displayed."

"You hear my voice just do what I say."

He laughed. "Promise you'll talk dirty?"

She laughed back at him mockingly.

"Just do what I say."

He got to her again but she wasn't going to let it fester. She met the man of her dreams last night and she was walking on a cloud. No she wasn't going to let Killian Jones and his too blue eyes and seductive smile get under her skin.

It was show time again. He entered the stage and sat in his place next to Mary Margaret and David. He was excited because now he was a feature segment. The audience responded positively to him and he was happy. Emma might not like what he had planned but it was going to be fun.

"3. 2. 1. – you're on the air", whispered the camera man.

"Good Morning Storybrooke. I'm David Nolan."

"I'm Mary Margaret Nolan."

"I'm Killian Jones and this is The Ugly Truth. We will be taking a few minutes each day to talk about Men and Women in relationships. Let's start with Men. Men are Simple." He said walking over to the side of the stage.

" To illustrate my point, here we have a classic romantic setting." He pointed towards a mock candlelight dinner setup with a violinist, a bottle of champagne and a couple looking intently into each other's eyes.

He continued walking off the set and over to the side. The camera man began following him even thought it seemed to alarm everyone that he was going off script. The people in the control booth were glaring at him and waving their hands. He smiled but continued with his plans walking off the set and outside of the studio.

"Now over here we have something quite different. Follow me."

Emma ordered the camera man to follow him out of the studio with the remote camera and they were to keep the show moving forward no matter what happened.

David and Mary Margaret watched the monitor behind them intently. The camera followed Killian out to the parking lot behind the studio.

He waved his arm to show that there were two women in skimpy bikinis wrestling in a baby blow up pool full of red jello.

"Babes wrestling in jello." He said smiling.

Emma watched from the monitors in the back with a disgusted look on her face.

"Emma, there are people calling in freaking out. "said Ruby holding two phones to her head.

She kept watching intently counting in her head to keep cool.

"Let's take a quick survey and see which option the men would prefer classical music and candlelight dinner or semi-naked chicks wrestling in jello." said Killian into the camera.

He sat on the edge of the pool. The bikini girls reached up and grabbed Killian pulling him into the pool. They pulled off his shirt and started smearing the jello all over him. He was smiling while the girls wrestled each other over top of him.

Emma rolled her eyes and picked up the headset/microphone that was connected to Killian's ear piece."Tighten up the camera on the girls. "

"You want to keep rolling?"said her programmer.

"Yes, if he's going to do it. We're going to milk it."

She put on the headset. "Two, get ready to wide, one tighten up on his hand."

She spoke directly into the little microphone so Killian could hear her."Lick the jello off of her finger."

Killian was thrown off visibly listening to her. He was being sloshed around in a pool of jello as the girls continued to wrestle on top of him.

"Lick the jello off of her finger. Just do it."

Killian grabbed one of the girls fingers, put it into his mouth and sucked off the jello.

"Mmm. Strawberry." he said grinning from ear to ear.

The girls were pulling him back into the jello with them covering him further.

"Back to you in the studio Mary Margaret! Bye!" The cameras faded out as Killian was tackled under the jello.

Mary Margaret was stunned. She sat there with her mouth gaping open.

"When we come back we are going to see how Penny the Porpoise is doing. Can she clear that ten foot pole with a ball. When we come back." said David.

"When we come back." said Mary Margaret still dawning her stunned expression.

Emma was standing behind stage taking deep breaths trying to calm down.

"Chemistry! I smell a threesome. I can still taste you. You know what I mean." said Killian as he came walking in dressed in a terry cloth robe his arms wrapped around the bikini wrestlers.

The girls continued walking forward and he stopped in front of her. Emma winced at that remark as she stood waiting for him back stage. Her brow pinched together and her lips in a straight line.

"Do you realize that I once had the Archbishop Desmond Tutu on this show?"

"Who's that?"

"I can't even demonstrate how far we've fallen because you're not smart enough to get the references."

He followed her knowing she was angry.

"Swan wait, I thought we were quite the team back there."

"Do you understand how much I hate myself for that? That was cheap titillation."

"You were the one who told me to lick the jello."

"I'm going to end up in broadcasting hell behind the naked weather girl from Canada." She quickly drifted down the hall with him not far behind her. "Seriously? There's a naked weather girl? Hey can we get her?" She just shook her head.

That night Emma had a dream. She had given up on her journalistic integrity. She gave in to all of her bosses demands and she became the naked weather girl for Wake up Storybrooke. She envisioned herself with floating clouds covering her boobs and her lower body as she directed her viewers toward the weather pressure systems floating on the monitor behind her. She woke up in a cold sweat. She got ready for work like she normally did and trudged into the office prepared for the worst.

She and Ruby were sitting in the break area having lunch.

"I used to love caviar until I found out it was fish eggs." said Ruby.

"Yes, caviar is revolting." said Emma.

"Good morning ladies. Here are the latest ratings. "said Happy.

She took the copy of the ratings report from him and looked it over while she continued preparing her coffee. She was filled with mixed emotions about the news. "I guess I should be happy. "

"Yeah, you've never gotten a 12 share before. "said Ruby,

"I just can't help but feel dirty." She shook a packet of sugar into her hot liquid.

Killian came walking up into the room strutting like a peacock and grinning from ear to ear."Swan, did you hear about the ratings?"

"Well I am the producer." she said smugly.

"Well did you hear about the visit from corporate next week? They are coming to take me out to dinner."

She looked up to see him grinning as he pulled a mug from the cabinet. "Well let's just hope you can eat with your mouth closed." He pulled her by the arm and forced her to face him. "Why do you hate my guts?" His too blue eyes were mesmerizing her again. She shook herself out of it. "Your innards of no consequence to me it's what you represent."

"Oh, you hate the truth?"

"Your skewed perception of male and female interaction is not the truth."

"But your imaginary boyfriend is the truth."

"For your information I happened to meet him. He does exist."

"Well I hope he's real this time otherwise this is just sad." He smiled as he continued to make his mug of coffee.

"Oh, he's real. He's very real. Not to mention he's stunningly handsome. He's morally sound. He's a surgeon. An orthopedic surgeon." She wasn't sure why she felt the need to defend or explain this to him but she did.

"You know what that means. He had to stick his finger up some guys butt in medical school. "said Killian taking a sip of his coffee and smiling.

"You disgust me." She decided to walk away before she said something she would regret.

"So, did butt boy ask you out?" He followed her into her office.

"Not yet, we're taking things slow. Getting to know each other first." She sat behind her desk and glared at him. Clearly he didn't know when to let up.

"In other words, no he didn't ask you out." He sat in the chair in front of her desk.

She gave him a stern look and pulled Grahams card out from her bag and began dialing the phone. Killian gave her a strange look, cocking his head to the side and raising an eyebrow. She glared back at him.

"Hello, this is Emma Swan calling to speak to Dr. Graham Humbert. Yes, I'll hold" she said.

"Swan, What are you doing?"asked Killian.

"Shh." said Emma.

"Why are you calling this guy?"asked Killian reaching over and reviewing the business card.

"Shh shh." said Emma pointing at him.

"Dr. Humbert."

"Hi Graham, this is Emma. Your neighbor."

"Hey Emma, Are you ok? How's the ankle treating you?"

Killian got up, went out and picked up the other phone from her office and turned it on to listen in. Emma was waving her arms frantically at him to stop. He put his finger to his lips "Shh."

"Couldn't be better. I was just calling you to tell you how much I enjoyed meeting you." said Emma.

"Thanks"

"I was thinking we could go out for dinner sometime."said Emma.

"Oh"

"There is this great little French bistro in town and an art opening that got amazing reviews. I was thinking we could go on Friday." said Emma.

"Uh Friday, uh wow."

"Would Saturday be better?"asked Emma.

"Emma, the thing is that I haven't really settled in yet."

Killian pulled the phone away from her and hung up.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"I'm saving you. He was blowing you off."

"He wasn't blowing me off." She felt her voice creep into a higher pitch as she grabbed for the phone.

Killian pulled the phone back from her and hung it back up sitting on the desk in front of her.

"He'll be expecting you to call him and when you don't he'll call back."

"How do you know?"

"Because I know how men operate lass. If you want it to work out with this guy you'll listen to me and do exactly as I say. You've probably already done irreparable damage with your psycho aggressive control freak phone call. It might even be too late. If you do salvage the situation, you'll never be more than Emma is desperate neighbor."

"I'm not desperate. Why did you think I sounded desperate?"

"Listen to yourself desperately asking me if you sound desperate."

The sound of the phone ringing startled her. Killian put his hand over the phone.

"Listen, although you won't admit it. I know what I'm talking about."

"Fine what do I do?"

"Pick up the phone and say Hey Doug."

"Hey Doug"

"This is Graham, who's Doug."

"Tell him it's a guy you're seeing. Nothing serious."

"He's just a guy I'm seeing. Nothing serious."

"Oh, Ok. "

"Put him on hold."

"Hang on a second."

"Sure"

Emma pushed the hold button.

"Now what?"

"Just make him wait. If he's hanging on after 30 more seconds you might actually have a chance with this guy. No one's going to hold on and wait for someone they are trying to blow off."

"You better be right about this."

"Just give me some time and I'll make this guy your bitch."

"I don't want a bitch and Graham would never be anyone's bitch. He is a mature man capable of love and deep emotions which you know nothing about."

"Maybe not but I do know about lust, seduction, and manipulation. Things that you know not of."

Emma shook her head.

"Emma, I'll make you a deal. If you do exactly as I say you'll get this guy. You'll quit giving me shit and you'll work with me. You know as well as I do we can make this show huge."

"And what do I get?"

"If it doesn't work, then I'll quit."

"You're really that confident?"

"Aye that I am. It has been more than 30 seconds and he's still holding."

"Alright deal. Now what."

Killian grabbed the phone and hung it up.

"Always make an impression. Let's get a move on we have work to do." He rose from his seat and started out the door.

She looked at the phone dumbfounded, pointing to it and looking out after him as he walked away.

"In five seconds he'll call back. Come on."

"Who are you Nostradamus?"

She got up to follow him giving one last look back at her phone and it rang. She turned around with an astonished look to see him grinning.

"I told you."

"Amazing."