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Killian had been nervous all day about the date with Emma. He wasn't sure if it even was a date. It probably wasn't. He felt as though minutes were getting longer. In between filming, he would glance at the time.

"Christ, Killian. What is up with you today?" asked Graham.

"Nothing. Nothing at all. I'm just a bit tired that's all," Killian replied.

Graham narrowed his eyes, "So I take it that is why you keep looking at the clock. To see when you can leave this place and go to bed? Or is there something else?"

Killian rolled his eyes, "Humbert, shut up."

"Ah, so it's something else. Is it that blonde girl on the cover of all those trashy magazines?" Graham smirked.

"W-what?" Killian spluttered. He didn't think that the pictures would spread that fast.

"Who is she?"

Killian thought for a moment before answering. "She's a friend."

"I don't believe you but fine. If you want to keep this hidden that's your choice," Graham said. For a moment, Killian thought that Graham was upset about not being told who Emma was but when Graham gave him a friendly punch on the shoulder he breathed. He didn't want to fall out with one of his good friends.

Just then, a head popped round the door, "Killian, you're needed. Regina want's to see you"

"Okay, sure thing," Killian headed out of the room and walked towards Regina.

"What do you need?" Killian asked. He wasn't going to lie to himself. He was scared of Regina sometimes and this was one of those times because he didn't know what was going to happen.

Regina pulled out a magazine from under her clipboard. A magazine with him and Emma on the cover.

"Who's this?" Regina asked.

Killian shuffled his feet a bit, "She's a friend of mine."

"What's her name?" Regina didn't look angry but she looked serious.

"Emma Swan," Killian answered. "Why are you asking?"

Regina set the magazine down on her knees, "I do not want her to interfere with any of your work. Do you understand?"

"She won't interfere."

"Good. And make sure we don't have a remake of today because your performance was very poor today, Mr Jones." Regina said.

As Killian walked away he thought about what Regina had said. Would Emma actually put him off his game? Killian wasn't sure.

Eventually, Killian left and made his way back home. Instead of sitting around and worrying about the 'possible date', he made his way to his living room and picked up his guitar. Killian hadn't played in a while and when he did start playing he felt himself relax. He was singing softly to some chords he was playing when his phone buzzed.

Have fun tonight but not too much fun ;)

Killian glowered at his phone. How did Graham know about his date with Emma?

How did you know about tonight?

You weren't exactly subtle, Killian. You kept looking at the time whenever you could and checking your phone. I put two and two together and presumed it had something to do with this Swan girl.

Killian rolled his eyes.

You could be the next Sherlock Holmes with the amount of detective work you did today, Humbert.

Without waiting for a reply, he switched his phone off and went back to playing his guitar.

Not much later he picked Emma up and when he saw her, he found it difficult to breathe. She looked absolutely stunning in a dark blue dress that hugged her curves perfectly. If he wasn't the gentleman that he was, he would be drooling. He tried to act as though it wasn't doing anything for him but it was. It really was.

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"So, am I allowed to consider this a date?" Killian smirked at Emma from across the table.

"I'll have to think about it but don't rush into things, Jones," Emma said.

After placing their orders and receiving a bottle of wine to share between them, Killian and Emma slipped into a casual conversation.

"I cannot believe you did that," Emma said. She was nearly in tears of laughter because Killian had just told her the story of how he managed to trip up the stairs at an awards show and fall right into Johnny Depp.

"Well I did and it was extremely humiliating," Killian said, letting out a chuckle.

"What did he say?" asked Emma.

"Nothing! He just looked at me and continued walking. I was very embarrassed and I think that awards show was only the second or third one I had ever been to," Killian explained.

"Did anything cringe-worthy happen at your first awards show?" Emma asked, wiping away her tears.

"Surprisingly, no. My first awards show went really smoothly. I didn't win anything but I was nominated for best rising actor." Killian said. "I seem to be talking an awful lot about myself, Swan. Care to talk about yourself to me instead?"

"Well, considering the fact I'm not famous, nothing exciting ever really happens to me. I just live a normal life." Emma said.

Killian thought for a moment before saying, "Why don't we change that then. We can do something exciting the next time we see each other. It will have to involve lot's of planning."

Emma smiled and nodded, "Definitely."

"It's all set then. All we have to do now is decide on what to do," Killian said.

They sat in a comfortable silence for a few moments until their food arrived. Not many words were exchanged between the two during the starter but neither one of them felt awkward. It felt right. When they finished the first course they picked up the conversation again.

"Tell me about your most exciting experience as a bail bonds person," Killian asked.

Emma thought for a while, "One of the first ones that comes to mind is the time I was doing a stake out and the person I was watching ran out of the building he was in and up to my car. He started banging on the car window shouting and crying that someone was chasing him. He was clearly drunk and he asked me to drive him to the police station. I let him in the car thinking that this was going to be easy and I would hand him over no problem but I was wrong. He spotted my badge and opened the window and jumped out while the car was still moving. He broke his arm but I think his pride was more damaged."

Killian let out a low whistle, "So that's the lengths people will go to to try and stay away from you."

"It was frustrating at the time because I had to haul him into the back of my car by myself," Emma sighed, remembering the night.

They ate the rest of their meal but this time their conversation continued throughout it. When the cheque came Killian insisted he paid but Emma was not having any of it.

"We either split it or I pay for all of it," Emma said.

"No," Killian said. He started to lay down the notes on the little tray but Emma snatched them away and put her own money down.

"Emma, don't be ridiculous. I asked you out tonight so I am going to pay," he reached over to her and grabbed his money out of her hands. He placed his money on the tray and took hers off it. When Emma reached for the tray, Killian held it out of her reach and the waitress smiled and took it out of his hands.

"Killian, that wasn't fair," Emma huffed. She leaned back in her chair and crossed her arms.

"Don't go in a sulk," Killian said. He was trying very hard to keep a straight face but as the seconds ticked by he found it harder and harder.

Eventually, Killian burst out laughing and Emma soon followed in his actions.

"Come on, love, let's get you home," Killian said. He helped her put her jacket on and placed his hand on her lower back.

When they reached the door to Emma's apartment they were both in hysterics again.

"Killian, shut up! You're going to wake the neighbors," Emma whispered. She was still laughing but Killian was laughing even louder.

"I can't help it, Swan. Your facial expressions are too funny," Killian said.

It had started when they were in Killian's car and he pointed out how adorable she looked when she was angry. That made Emma angry and Killian started laughing which triggered Emma and they haven't stopped laughing since then.

Emma got out her keys and opened the door to her apartment. She then looked back at Killian and said, "I had fun. We should do this again."

"Definitely," replied Killian.

"Night, Killian."

"Good night, Emma"

As Killian walked down the hall to the elevator Emma caught herself staring at him. She shook her head and closed the door. Kicking off her heels she slumped down on her sofa. She turned on the television but she wasn't really paying any attention to it. She was too busy reminiscing about her date with Killian. She then decided to text Killian.

You have permission to call tonight a date.

I knew I could persuade you to think of it that way.

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