Chapter 7 is here as promised. This is the fastest I've ever written anything haha.

Killian enjoyed sailing. He always loved the silence of the sea. He preferred the quiet over the city madness. He loved the calming view of the horizon and the slight whisper of the waves splashing upon his ship.

Emma had never been on a ship before especially not in one that seemed so old fashioned. Yet, she admired how nice it look. She then realized that it must have cost Killian a fortune. He must really love sailing to have spent so much money. Emma stared at his expression. He was deeply concentrated and holding on to the wheel of the ship slightly turning it left or right. He looked so peaceful.

Killian caught Emma staring at him and he smiled. Emma gave him a half smile.

"So do you sail a lot?" Emma asked looking around the ship.

"From time to time. I enjoy being on the waters." Killian responded glancing at her.

Emma sat on a wooden box near where Killian was steering. She looked out at the horizon. No land in sight. She was anxious to get there since she didn't want to miss the chance of capturing that man.

"Emma," Killian called, but he didn't make eye contact. "I apologize about yesterday. I shouldn't have pushed you to talk about your parents." He looked up a little unsure what she would say.

But Emma didn't say anything and neither did Killian for a while.

"You have your mother's eyes." Killing said after the silence. .

Emma smiled recalling a childhood memory. "My dad always used to tell me that."

"You're lucky to have photos of them." Killian said. He wasn't lucky enough to have photos with his biological parents and if the photos did exist he wouldn't know where they'd be.

"Yeah they were a bit obsessed with capturing every moment." Emma was reminiscing.

"Looked like a lot of good moments. Like the president one." He chuckled.

"You saw that one, huh?"

"Yup. As well as the one when you were three. I think I like that Emma better. She didn't yell at me."

Emma laughed.

"So I guess I'm voting for you in the next campaign for president of the United States." Killian added.

"Actually that picture was for the campaign to win class president in kindergarten." Emma pointed out.

"They did that in kindergarten?" He had never heard of such a thing.

"My school did. I was so excited. I had everything planned out and I remember my parents helping me draw posters, bake cookies, make badges. You name it." 5 year old Emma had never taken anything more serious than that election.

"So you won?" Killian asked.

"Nope. Another boy won because he bought everyone a toy."

"Aww. How'd you take it?"

"Not well. I was angry and sad at the same time. So my parents took all the posters down placed them all over our house, invited a few friends over and named me president of the Swan house."

"They sound like lovely parents." He offered her a sincere smile.

Emma sighed. "They were the best parents in the world and all because of those-" Emma stopped herself before she could reveal more.

"Because of who?"

Emma was hesitant. "My parents...they were...um killed by two armed men."

Killian shook his head in shock. "Emma. I- I'm so sorry."

Emma exhaled. "Yeah, me too."

"Is that why you became a private investigator? To make sure you put any possible criminals were put in prison."

Emma nodded and her voice cracked as spoke. " If I try to do my best then I can catch every criminal before they cause any more damage. It can't bring my parents back, but at least I feel like I'm doing something about it." A tear escaped her eye.

Killian noticed this and gently wiped it for her. There was silence for the next couple of minutes on the ship.

"My parents got sick and died." Killian finally said. "I don't remember them, but you seem to have so many memories. I'm really sorry you didn't get to have more."

Emma wiped the rest of the tears that had escaped her eyes and stood up to stand with her back to Killian and just stared out at the view of the water.

Killian began to slightly turn the ship's wheel. "So what about Neal? Who is he?"

Emma turned around slowly and narrowed her eyes.

Killian stuttered. "S-sorry. I just— I —uh never mind."

"I think I see land over there." Was all Emma said. She pretended she hadn't heard Killian.

—

The small island was the most beautiful thing Emma had ever seen. Tall green tress were vastly spread around the whole island. The sand at the edge of the water made it look much like a beach and the place as a whole looked like one where she'd want to stay on vacation. Not that she would ever take a vacation from her job.

"My dad used to take me here as a kid. He called it our secret island. We went fishing and hiking and whenever I felt like I wanted to be alone I came here."

Emma still stood in awe of the island. "Yeah I can see why. This place looks amazing." She looked around once more. "I think we should start walking towards that clearing."

After walking what seemed like forever they reached a tiny log house. Emma tiptoed to the house and peeked through the window. Inside she saw that it looked like a regular home. Then as she took a closer look she noticed food had been left out on a table.

"Yeah. There is someone living here." She whispered. "But i can't see anyone."

"If it's empty, then why are we whispering." Killian whispered back.

"It may look empty, but that's how all hideouts are supposed to look." She whispered back as she continue to tiptoes to the front of the house. She touched the doorknob, but it was locked.

"Let's knock." Killian suggested.

"Knock? Are you an idiot? What if he runs?"

"There isn't a back door and if he escapes through the windows then we can ran after him. The place is a bloody island. He can't run for too long."

Emma shrugged seeing his point and let him knock.

"Who is it?" A voice called out.

Emma and Killian exchanged glances.

"Um.. FedEx. I have a package for a Greg Mendel."

Emma gave him a crazy look. Had he just said FedEx.

Suddenly the door opened. "I didn't know FedEx delivered out here." He smiled at them. "So where's my package?"

Emma couldn't believe how stupid he was. "We don't have a package..."

Greg Mendel's smile turned into a frown. "Then who the hell are you?"

Emma grabbed his arm and Killian did the same. She then reached into her back pocket and grabbed the handcuffs and started locking up his arms.

"Take a guess at who we are." Emma replied which made Killian grin.

As they were walking back to the shore Killian grabbed the man attached him to another set of handcuffs tying on to his arm and one a very sturdy tree branch making sure the branch wasn't breakable.

Emma gave him a puzzling look. She had no idea what he was doing.

"Let's go for a swim?" He smiled.

"Are you insane?" Emma shook her head and rolled her eyes.

"Come on Swan! Live life for once. We can't be stuck doing only work forever." He began to walk backwards towards the water.

"What and just leave the guy there?" She pointed to Greg who was struggling from the uncomfortable position Killian had left him.

"I think you're just afraid of the water. I bet you can't even swim" Killian teased.

"I am not afraid and I bet I could swim better than you"

Killian took that as a challenge and ran to the shore and Emma followed. She had no intention of getting wet, but suddenly Killian jumped into the water and start splashing Emma. Emma gasped as she wasn't expecting the water to be so cold. Emma took off her jacket and threw it to the side and chased after him. She grabbed water and started splashing Killian as well. Both were laughing so hard while constantly trying to splash each other. Killian ran from Emma when she tried and Emma ran from Killian when he tried splashing her with water. From afar they looked like two teenagers who were having the time of their lives. Their water fight soon came to an end when the thief called out to them complaining about the hot sun.

Emma squinted to see the man waving at them. She seemed to suddenly realize they should have not been slashing around in the water. The smile that was on her face before now faded away and Emma stepped out of the water.

"Come on. We have work to do."

Killian nodded. His smile had also faded away and his face was crestfallen. Their fun had ended too soon.

That was so fun to write and I hope you all enjoyed it as much as I did. Let me know. :)