I do not own any of these characters. They all belong to Adam Horowitz and Edward Kitsis, the creators of Once Upon A Time.

"Killian?"

Killian lifted his head and looked at the brunette standing in the doorway to his dressing room. He had walked off set around two hours ago without telling anyone so of course someone was going to come looking for him eventually.

"Hmm?" Killian said, not really willing to pay attention.

"Regina wants to speak to you," the girl said with a shy smile.

Killian stood up, "I take it you don't know why."

The girl's smile faded, "No. Sorry."

Killian walked out of the room leaving the girl behind and went on his hunt to find Regina. When he found her, she was looking through scripts.

Killian cleared his throat and Regina looked up at him, "You wanted to see me?"

"Yes, I did," Regina said, looking down at the script again.

"Well? What is it?" Killian asked, becoming impatient.

Regina sighed and placed the script on a stand next to her, "I'm sending you home for a couple of days, Killian. It's obvious you miss Emma and it is causing your work to falter. Go home and have a couple days off and spend some time with her."

Killian's face lit up, "Really? Are you sure?"

Regina gave out a small laugh, "I'm sure. I want this movie perfect and that is not going to happen if you do not have your heart in this. Your flight leaves tomorrow morning so I expect you to work for the rest of this day but after that you are free to go."

"Thank's Regina," Killian said. He started to walk away when Regina called his name and he turned back around.

"I want you back as soon as possible though. Everything has deadlines, Killian, including movies."

Killian just grinned and headed back to his dressing room.

Later that evening, after he got home, he started packing. He decided he wouldn't take too much since he was going home but there were still some things he needed to take. Killian had decided not to tell Emma about him coming home to see her for a few days. He had planned to surprise her when she was on her lunch break. After zipping up his bag and placing it next to the door, he walked over to the sofa and sat down. He felt jittery and wished he had his guitar. Instead, he played some air guitar. Killian was pulled out of this when there was a knock on his hotel room door. He walked towards the door and opened it. He was stunned for a moment when a sea of flashes went off. Shouts were coming from left, right and centre and Killian had no idea what to do. His first instinct was to shut the door but a reporter had put his foot in the way.

"How the hell did you get up here?" Killian demanded. He hated dealing with paparazzi. They were like an infestation.

"That story is not a pretty one to tell. Why don't you smile a bit for us, mate?" one of the paps replied with a cocky grin.

Killian glared at the reporter and tried to shut the door again. When he succeeded he picked up the hotel phone and called reception.

"How can I help?" the receptionist asked.

"Hi. Sorry to bother you but it seems as though reporters and paparazzi have gotten past your security and made their way up to my room. I don't know how they got the room number but could you send some people to try and sort this out? Thanks," Killian ended the call and felt his anger flood over him. The hotel staff knew that he was staying here so why didn't they put extra security on to keep the paps out?

After around ten minutes he heard shouts coming from outside that were louder than before but eventually it went quiet. Killian slowly walked over to the door and looked through the peep-hole and let out a sigh of relief when he saw that the hallway was clear of paparazzi. He decided to brace himself for the oncoming media storm tomorrow.

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The past few days for Emma had been boring. She had been doing so much work to pass the time that she didn't have much left to do. She had spent most of her time talking to Ruby about Victor.

"We keep arguing over the dumbest things and I don't even know why," Ruby said, half in tears.

Emma placed a comforting hand on her friend's shoulder, "But that's what couples do. Everyone has their differences and that goes for you and Victor too. You guys are just going through a little rough patch right now but soon enough you will be both back on track."

Ruby wiped away her tears and smiled, "Thanks Emma."

"Hey, no need to thank me," Emma said. "Why don't we go out tonight. Just me and you."

"Sure," Ruby said as her face lit up.

"Come over after work and we will get ready, okay?" said Emma.

Ruby smiled, "Okay."

A few hours later the two friends were in a bar. They had ordered their drinks and just decided to sit and talk. A few men (and one woman) had asked Emma to dance but Emma turned them down in the nicest way she could. They eventually got bored and Ruby started crying over victor again so Emma decided to call a taxi.

After getting back to her apartment, Emma kicked her heels off next to the door and sat cross legged on her sofa. She missed Killian. A lot. Emma didn't understand why she missed him so much because she wasn't even sure if they were together or not. She turned on her television and flicked through the channels but her thoughts kept drifting to Killian and what was going on between them. Was it a real relationship? Emma wasn't sure.

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When Killian arrived back in Boston, the first thing he did was head back to his own home for a while. He waited as the minutes ticked by. He had two hours to kill before Emma's lunch break. Instead of sitting and waiting, Killian picked up his guitar and strummed. He sang quietly as he did and he felt himself relax. All of the stress he didn't know he was carrying around seemed to wash away and he felt relieved.

After about an hour and a half had passed, Killian picked himself up off the sofa and drove to a near-by store to buy some flowers. Emma had never mentioned what flowers she liked. But then again, they had only met about a month and a half ago. Sighing, Killian chose a bunch of tulips and went to the cashier. He tried not to make eye contact and tried to hide his face so the cashier wouldn't recognise him and for once, this method actually worked. Well, it was either that or the cashier had never heard of him before.

Killian waited outside Emma's work holding the flowers behind his back. He hoped she had missed him as much as he had missed her. He felt himself getting nervous, which was a very rare thing for him, because what if Emma didn't actually see him the way he saw her? After a moment Killian smiled and shook his head. If she didn't, she wouldn't have showed up at the airport a week and a half ago to say goodbye to him.

When Emma walked out of the building she didn't see him at first so he walked up to her and tapped her on the shoulder.

"I believe these are for you," Killian said, holding out the flowers.

Emma had a stunned look on her face for a brief moment but that soon changed to a smile, "Killian." She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. Killian lifted her off the ground and Emma started giggling against his lips.

"What are you doing here? Not that I'm happy to see you but I thought you wouldn't be back for at least another week," Emma said as Killian slowly lowered her to the ground.

Killian handed her the flowers and smiled, "Regina noticed that my work hadn't been as good as it should have been so she has given me a few days off."

"That's great! Why don't we go for lunch now and then we can maybe go for dinner tonight?" Emma asked.

Killian reached out his hand to grab hers and smiled, "Sounds good, love."

They walked hand in hand down the street to the nearest coffee shop. The chose a seat near the window and Killian told Emma about the movie without revealing any spoilers and Emma spoke about her own work. They sat in silence while they ate but it was comfortable.

"Killian, can I ask you a question?" Emma asked, not quite looking at him.

"Of course, Swan," Killian said.

"What are we?" Emma asked, looking up at him.

"We can be whatever we want, love. The decision is yours as much as it is mine," Killian said, smiling. He reached out for her hand across the table, "But if you want to jump straight into things then that's okay. But if you want to take things slow that is completely fine as well. If truth be told, I honestly don't mind either option."

Emma smiled and squeezed his hand, "Let's just see how things pan out. Go with the flow."

After another five minutes, Emma had to head back to work.

"I'll see you tonight then?" Killian asked.

"Of course you will. Pick me up at the usual time if you please," Emma said with a grin.

"See you later, love," Killian said. He gave her a kiss on the forehead and started to walk towards his car. When he started up the engine he smiled to himself. He may or may not be falling in love with this woman.

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