Disclaimer: I own a lot of things. (Actually, not a lot, especially compared to Rumplestiltskin, but you get my point.) But I do not own Once Upon a Time. Although I wish I did. It just gets more genius as it goes along.

A/N: I really don't have anything to say here, but because I am pretty obsessive, it's going here anyways. Review please.

Chapter 13

Rose

I skipped alongside Killian, glancing up at him every so often. I knew that Rumplestiltskin would probably get angry at me for this, but at least Mason knew where I was. It wasn't as if I was a prisoner, anyway. I was allowed to be out here.

With that thought I shook away my worries and smiled up at Killian. He looked a little bit different, in this time period. The guy-liner was the same, and he didn't really look any younger either. He just looked different. I couldn't really put my finger on what was making him look so, which was a little annoying. He was my fiancé after all. I should have been able to tell.

I spun my ring absently around my finger, thinking.

"Like what you see?" Killian asked suddenly, and I realized I was still staring at him. I smiled.

"What isn't there to like?" I asked. He chuckled lowly, perhaps my favorite sound in the world, only second to his genuine deep laugh, and I looped my arm through his, looking around.

"Have you been here for long?" I asked him, glancing curiously at the cars. I had been told a lot about this world, but it was different, being told and actually seeing it for yourself.

It was magnificent.

"Not long, no," He said. "You?"

"I arrived this morning," I said cheerfully, as if I did not arrive in excruciating pain with my magic bound. He didn't need to know that, or the fact that I was still a little sore from it.

"Do you like it?" Killian asked. I released his arm and spun around once.

"What isn't to like?" I asked him, amending on the inside.

Besides my family not knowing me, not being able to kiss you, and people not knowing me?

"I find it a bit weird, personally," Killian confided. "They have quite a few weird sayings around these parts,"

"Like you haven't picked up a couple weird saying in your travels overseas," I rolled my eyes. A couple of very odd ones had been used in our conversations and I enjoyed learning them from his so I could go back and confuse my father.

And if it confused my father, Killian was very eager to teach me it.

Killian looked at me, his familiar bemused look on his face, and then stumbled, tripping into the road, just as a car came speeding down the road, way too fast to stop.

My magic reacted instinctually, so quickly I couldn't have stopped it if I wanted to, wrapping around Killian protectively and sending the car skidding backwards a couple of feet.

I stood, stunned and panting from the rush of adrenaline, as Aunt Emma got out of the car and stared between Killian and I.

"What just happened?"