Emma closed the trunk of her car. In her hand was the spare bulletproof vest she kept in the car in case she forgot to put hers on. When she got back in the car she threw it at Killian.

"Here. Put the vest on."

Killian eyed the vest with a raised eyebrow. "Yes M'am."

He took off his jacket and unbuttoned the buttons on his shirt. When he took off the shirt he exposed his toned muscular. Emma glanced at him but quickly looked away.

"You can state of you like the view." Killian suggested.

Emma rolled her eyes. "You can't be serious for two seconds."

When Killian had finally placed it on and was finishing buttoning up his shirt he looked down.

"You know...this vest isn't really my style."

Emma scoffed. "Your style? You mean your teenage going through a only black phase look? I think the vest works just fine."

Killian wasn't amused. "My style makes me look devilishly handsome."

Emma tried not to laugh. "Whatever. We have work to do."

"Right. About that. Shouldn't we call for back up first. It just seems a little hmmm...I don't know dangerous."

This was Emma and Killian's second case. After much research they had concluded the criminals were staying at a hotel. They had received a warrant to be able to enter their room. Everything had gone as planned so far. All that was left to do was storm into the room and arrest them.

Emma shook her head. "Haven't I said this before? We are the back up." She smiled. "Why? Are you scared?"

"I am not scared." He said defensively. "Look I hate to be the downer of this party but how do you suppose we're going to be a match for armed assaulters? I don't believe your red leather jacket is going to scare them off."

"You're hilarious." Emma said but she didn't laughed. "They're possibly armed. Nobody knows for sure. But we're prepared."

She reached over Killian and opened up the glove compartment. She took out a gun. Then opened the cd compartment and took out another.

"What the-"

Emma was amused by his worried look and tossed him one. "Just in case."

Killian looked at the gun, shocked. "Are you insane? I don't know how to use a bloody gun!" He fiddled with the gun turning it around different ways.

"You don't have to do anything. If we're in trouble you hold here, aim for the leg and pull here." Emma said quickly.

Killian started muttering about how quick the lesson was when he noticed Emma was already headed for the hotel door.

Carefully, Emma and Killian approached the door where the criminals were staying. Emma gave the door one knock. A few seconds the door creeped open slightly and a face of a man with a handlebar mustache appeared.

"Hi, we're-" Emma started before Killian interrupted.

"We're here to arrest you. So if you excuse us lets get this over with."

Emma's eyes widened. Was he trying to mess them up again.

But the delinquent laughed. "You almost had me. Who are you really?"

Emma honestly couldn't believe how stupid some people were sometimes.

She knocked the man over and in three seconds he was in handcuffs. Killian just stood there.

Suddenly another man came out from the bathroom.

Emma was ready to knock him over, but Killian had shot his gun. The loud noise filled the room followed by the sound of broken glass.

"KILLIAN! What the hell!"

"Did I get him?" Killian had his eyes closed.

Emma laughed. "You got the window all right." She had managed to get the other guy, who was actually rather skinny, on the ground and was placing handcuffs on him.

"He came out of nowhere. He could have attacked you." Killian explained.

"I saw him when he walked out the bathroom. Everything was under control. Doesn't matter now. The good thing is we got them. Now help me escort them out."

"Will do." Killian said grabbing the other man.

Emma tried not to laugh thinking about what had just happened. He had looked so scared and Emma found it really amusing. She did her best to hide her smile from Killian.

After that case Emma and Killian headed back, had some lunch and were sitting in the office. It was only 12:30pm.

"So not a single case is currently open?" Killian asked sitting by Emma's desk.

"It happens. We just have to wait until a new one comes in." She clicked things on her computer.

"So what do you usually do?" Killian asked. After exciting days he did not want to be bored again.

"I try to keep busy. Reorganizing files and such."

"That can't be all you do. Come on."

"Alright. Sometimes I play chess."

Killian smiled. "I challenge you, love."

An hour later they had played 3 games all of which Emma had won and were currently playing their fourth game as Killian kept insisting he wanted a rematch.

"Looks like you're stuck, mate." Killian smiled confidently with his arms crossed.

Emma's face went from that of a serious one to that of a woman who had just won.

"Look again. Check mate."

Killian looked down at the screen wondering if she had cheated. "Bloody hell. You're a sneaky player."

Emma did a tiny bow. "What can I say? I have even beat against the computer before."

Killian checked his watch. They still had so much time before work was over.

"Have you ever played paper football?" He grabbed a few pieces of paper.

"Excuse me?" Emma asked wondering why he was ripping pieces of paper and making them triangles.

"Paper football. You are supposed to try flicking the tiny pieces of paper through the goal I've made with my fingers." He handed her some papers. Made two L shapes with his fingers and placed them together. "There. Try making it through."

Emma picked up a triangle and flipped it around her fingers and then finally placing between her thumb and index finger. This would be easy. She aimed and flicked. The tiny piece of paper whooshed high above Killain's fingers and barley missing his left eye.

"Too high." He laughed. "My turn."

Emma made the shape with her fingers and Killian had shot the tiny triangle straight through.

"Score!" He said triumphantly.

Emma took a triangle. How did he make it look so easy? She was gonna make the next one.

"Alright. Alright. I think I got it now. Lemme try." Emma said as Killian raised his fingers up.

This time the triangle verted too much to the right and hit Killian right on the nose. He laughed.

"Hey! The point is to get the triangle through the goal not to hit me!"

Emma laughed. "I'm trying!" They laughed some more together unaware that their coworkers were eyeing them.

Killian took her hands and Emma's smile faded. She started to pull away, but Killian held on.

"If you hold the triangle with the tip of your thumb then you give more room for your index finger to flick." Killian moved Emma's fingers in the motion. "Like this."

Emma pulled away. "Thanks. I think I got it now."

Killian noticed how Emma was quick to pull away, but he dint say anything else except for "Okay. Let's see it now."

Emma shot the triangle straight through the goal and smiled.

"I knew you could do it, love!" He gave her a high five.

Minutes later they were shooting paper balls into a wastebasket. Both were very competitive and were challenging each other on who could make it from the furthest away.

On Killian's turn Emma tried blocking his shot. "What are you doing? That is cheating young lass!" Helaughed and prepared to take another shot.

"You can block shots in basketball. You lost your turn. My turn." She aimed but Killian knocked her paper ball down.

"Not so fun now is it?" He smirked and Emma smiled at him.

"No, but this is." And she threw a paper ball at him. Killian crouched down to cover himself, but the paper ball still hit him on the head.

"Hey. Hey. Hey. I'm not the basket." He said as Emma threw a couple of more at him.

Emma shrugged and made her shot which landed directly inside. "Beat that!"

Killian got up from the ground and brushed himself off. "I'mm sure I could if a certain person wouldn't block my shots or start attacking me with paper balls." He threw his paper ball, but missed. Emma started laughing at him and Killian joined in. Their little basketball game went on for a while like this. Their workers continued to stare at them probably with jealously or with wonder of what exactly was going on.

At around the time they were getting ready to leave Emma received an email about a case.

"Hey we have a case now. It's a person who embezzled money skipped bail and is in hiding" Emma sat back down on her chair.

"Isn't that what bails bond people do? Why us?"

"We get all kinds of cases here. Lets research." Emma began turning on her computer.

Killian shook his head. "Here in this building. We've been stuck here all day. Everyones leaving. Why don't we go to your place."

"Why my place?" Emma asked.

"Do you want to go to your boss' house. I just moved back here so I don't really have a my own place."

"Good point, but no. We can work here."

"Why do you always have to stand in ceremony? Let's change things up a bit. I refuse to work unless we get out of this building." Killian crossed his arms and looked away from her.

Emma couldn't believe how childish he was acting, but decided it would just be easier to please him so that he would be less annoying.

"Fine! I can't believe I'm doing this." Emma started putting on her coat and Killian did the same.

"Come on. Why are you so afraid of change?"

Emma looked away. "Change never brings anything good."

Killian didn't ask more about the topic. Quietly, they drove to Emma's apartment.

Hey guys! Hope you enjoyed. Sorry I updated so late, but please let me know what you think! Do you want to know what happens next?