Hey everyone! I just wanted to mention that I post my chapters unmarked from now on. My best friend always corrects them to make the English grammar perfect, as she's from England. But she is really busy with her school. I'm trying to do my best, so I'm sorry if my grammar isn't perfect! Enjoy the coming chapters.

Chapter 7: Rainy days and drowning hearts

Boston; Friday; 4 PM

"Where am I?"

"Take it easy Jones, you're in the hospital."

He looked around, she was right. Emma, was right. He laid in a hospital room, all for himself. Killian checked his arms which had those little cuts, they weren't that bad, but you could say he was hit with some glass bottles.

"Emma, I'm sorry…" he said looking down, not daring to look her into the eyes.

"It's okay, I just wanna make sure you're good now." She took his hand.

"No it's not okay, I needed to be honest with you about my past."

"Then tell me later okay? I can take you home in a few hours."

"Mom? Is he alright?" Henry came in with his Nintendo game in his hand.

"Hey kid, how are you?" Killian said smiling while Henry took his seat on the side of his bed.

"I'm good, I've got a new videogame and we really need to play it. I kind of missed you Killian! My mom didn't want to play videogames as she has this new job at the police station, so she was kind of busy. And she's afraid of losing the game though." He chuckled.

"Henry why don't you wait outside? I'll be there in a minute okay?" Emma said.

"Well okay then…" and he directly walked to the door "Keep on smiling Killian!" he said as he walked out.

"So you're a cop now aren't you?"

"I guess I am yes. It's a good thing, helping people in need."

"Doesn't matter what you do Swan, you're always thinking of others." He said smiling at his ,what you can call, girlfriend.

"Well I'll get your forms at the information hall so we can get you out of this place." And there she went, now he was all alone.

After a few hours, Henry and Emma took Killian home. Their home was his now. Henry went out to meet up with his friends for some soccer so Emma and Killian would be together.

"Are you okay?" Emma asked Killian. He laid on the couch, with a soft blanket over his body which kept him warm.

"I need to tell you what happened in my past."

"Are you sure you want to?"

"Yes… I'm sure." He signed "I lived in New York for a long time, before I got here. They called me the Big Apple's pirate. I joined every big club in one night, and I always won the poker games. Which meant I got to take the girl out. In the beginning it was fun, I was New York's man. But after a while it got me sick. I just pretended to be the man they thought I was. But as soon as I won the game, I send the girl home like nothing happened."

"Killian…"

"No, I'm not done yet." He started talking again, "After I moved to Boston, it all started again. The games, the fun, the drinking… Until I met you in that little bar where you worked. I cannot describe it, you were just special. Someone interesting. And I couldn't stop thinking of the fact how heartbroken you would be if I told you all of this."

"Well you should've told me earlier, I would have been mad but now I feel… Like you don't even trust me."

"I do Emma, I just didn't know how to bring it."

"Well, you can make it up to me in one way." She smirked

"Tell me Swan."

Emma bended over his body, towards his ear and whispered "Kiss me."

And before they knew, their lips were planted on each other again. He knew she wouldn't forget this, that he didn't tell her the truth. But he couldn't do anything else then just be patient with the lady.

"Can't you sleep Em?" he asked her.

They both laid in bed, Henry already slept as he came home early. Killian had wrapped his arms around her girlfriend under the blankets of the large king sized bed.

"I'm having sleeping issues lately." She said turning around. She laid her head against his chest and he put his hand on the back of her head.

It was two years yesterday. Henry's father had died two years ago. Henry and she went to his grave this morning, Henry got free from school because of the snowstorm. Killian didn't know, she told him about his death though. But not that it was exactly two years ago that the cops came to their house and asked her to sit down for a moment. "We're sorry Miss. Swan, we really are." She still heard the cops saying. That sorry was like a big bother. No one could ever take that feeling away. Her boyfriend died, Henry's father died… And the thing she got was a little sorry.

"Well then, I shall tell you a story, maybe that will help." He saw Emma's smiling face "Once upon a time, there was a princess."

"Killian…"

"No, no this is a really good story trust me." He took a briefly pause "the princes lived in an amazing castle and got everything she wished for. But her true wish never came true, adventure. Then she heard about this bandit, a young man who wasted his heart but stole for the poor. She wanted to find him, and she did. The young princess could have arrest the man, but she didn't. Instead, she went along with him to live happily ever after."

"You started the fight yesterday, didn't you?" she said understanding the story.

"Aye…" he said burying his face in her hair.

"Well let's say you're a lucky man."

And before he could give her an answer, Emma had fallen asleep.