Thank you so much for reading my fic! I really appreciate all of the reviews, follows, and favorites. I figured I owed you guys something since I decided to go with the storyline more. Here is a nice, smutty, flashback of the night Killian and Emma conceived their precious little bundle on the way. Hope you enjoy!

Three weeks earlier

Emma knocked lightly on the dark wooden door in front of her, looking around to make sure no one was around. She stood with her hands in her back pockets as she teetered from toe to heel. She could hear shuffling on the other side of the door. That's when the feeling to flee hit.

I shouldn't be here. She thought. We just started dating, or whatever this is. She took her hands out of her pockets and wrung them together. Just as she turned to leave, a strong hand grabbed her wrist.

"Swan, love, what's wrong?" She heard Killian said as he pulled her back to his door.

"I just-,"Emma started, but didn't know what to say after. She looked down at her hands and then looked up at Killian, a puzzled look on his face. Before she knew what her body was doing her lips were crashing with his, her hands in his hair as he stumbled back. He used his hook and caught them with the doorframe and broke away.

"Now that's a good reason to wake me up in the middle of the night," He said, smirking at her.

"Shut up," she said, smacking him in the chest, pushing him out of the way, and walking into his room. His room was filthy. There were clothes strewn about everything, Styrofoam to-go containers lying around, and it didn't look like he knew how to sweep to save his life. Emma turned to Killian. His blue eyes caught the moonlight just right and that little smirk, while most definitely irritating, brought out the dimples in his cheeks. Emma was back at his lips, running her hands through his hair, turning him as she tried to guide him to his bed. Once his legs hit the bed his eyes shot open and he broke away.

"Swan, wait, " he said sliding from between her and the bed, "What's wrong, love?"

It was so irritating how Killian could read her like a book. It was as if every emotion and thought of hers was written plainly on her skin for him to see. Emma sat on the bed and Killian followed, wrapping her in his arms.

"I just-" Emma started again, "We've been at this dance for so long." Emma finally said, "We've fought and kissed and fought and kissed." She said, tilting her head back and forth.

"Emma, I don't want to pressure you into something you're not ready for," Killian said. Emma shot him a dirty look.

"How do you know what I'm ready for?" She said angrily.

"Swan, "He said, turning her towards him, "I love what this is, I love kissing your lips, I love courting you, and you know I've wanted this for a long time. But, Swan, you've lost a lot of people, you're heart has been broken in so many ways even I don't know how to fix it." Emma looked down. "But if this is what you want, if this is what you're ready for, I'll take great pleasure in making sure it means something."

Emma took a breath and looked into Killian's eyes. She loved the way they sparkled, how his dimples danced along his cheeks when he talked while he smiled, and god, who couldn't love the accent. Emma took Killian's hand into hers and kissed the top. She looked up at Killian and kissed him, her lips brushing softly on his.

"I want this, "Emma said, whispering against his lips.

Killian smirked under her lips, "As you wish," he said as he pulled her to lay on the bed, his hand and hook finding her hips. Emma lifted her leg to rest on his thigh as their kissing grew more urgent and breathing grew labored. Emma rolled and sat on top of the bulge that was growing between them stripping her white tank top off. She leaned down, her hair draping over then and kissed him hard. Killian flipped her so that he was on top and proceeded to take off his shirt, his taut body glistening in the moonlight.

Emma reached to unbutton her pants, but Killian stopped her.

"Allow me, love," He said using his good hand to unbutton her pants and then sliding them down with remarkable ease. Killian stopped and stared at the beautiful woman before him.

"What?" Emma said, her arms cautiously covering her middle.

"Nothing, Swan," He said, "Just admiring your remarkable beauty." In one foul swoop he rested between her legs, hovering over her half naked body. He leaned down and softly kissed her lips before kissing the corner of her mouth, then tracing her jawline with his mouth. A gasp escaped her lips as he began kissing the sensitive spots of her neck and then began leaving a trail of kisses down her chest, between the valley of her breasts, down her abdomen and stopping at the top of her panties. He tugged at her panties with his teeth and Emma took a shaky breath looking up at the ceiling as her hands went to his hair. He began kissing the outside of her panties all the way until he stopped in the spot she wanted him most, her body arching and her legs falling open at his actions. Killian used his good hand and slid her panties to the side and lowered his head, gently licking the small bud that ached with tension. Emma couldn't hold back the moan that left her lips and Killian smirked. Killian came back up to Emma's mouth and kissed her hard, his bulge rubbing between her legs.

Emma broke the kiss, "You tease," She joked as she began fumbling with his belt buckle. Killian stopped her hand and undid the buckle and his pants and slid them down his legs, his full length now visible to Emma. Emma's eyes widened.

"What?" Killian asked, looking down at his member, "You thought I was joking all this time when I referred to it as a ship?" Emma couldn't help, but laugh at his absurd comment.

Before Killian could torture her anymore she quickly slid her panties down and kicked them to the floor. Killian cocked his eyebrows.

"Impatient are we?" Killian said, smirking at her. Emma reached up, pulling him down by his arms as she flipped so she was on top. She leaned down and kissed him hard again, hovering every so slightly over his member, just the tip touching her entrance. Killian was the one to break the kiss this time.

"Now who's the tease, "he said, thrusting his hips upward, but she moved up as he did, smiling. Killian smirked and then flipped her over so that he was on top again. Leaning down to kiss her, he gently entered her, a moan escaping both of their lips amongst their kisses. Emma wrapped her arms around Killian as they settled into a slow, passionate rhythm. Killian ran his good hand through her golden hair as the threat for release grew closer. Emma's hands grasped at his muscular back as, she too, got close. Killian slowed, hitting that perfect spot, hoping to get Emma to her release first. A moan from Emma proved too much as his body jerked with pleasure, his head buried in her shoulder, kissing her collar bone. Emma reached her climax shortly after, tightening around his spent member, both of them breathing heavily as they held tightly to one another. Killian was the first to break away, lying breathless next to her as he pulled the covers over them. Emma turned and settled herself on his chest as he tightened his arm around her.

"I love you, Emma," Killian said, starting to drift off to sleep.

I can't say it, I can't do this, Emma thought her fleeing thoughts coming back, but her mouth betrayed her, "I love you, too, Killian."