Chapter 7:
"Hey, where did you disappear to?" Graham asked when Emma walked up to the crime scene. They had been called to a recent homicide and Emma looked hung over, she had barely slept last night because of the contact.
"Don't ask questions that you don't want to know the answers to." Emma mumbled, taking the coffee from Graham's hands while he laughed at her answer.
"Alright so we have a wife up in the master bedroom, stabbed five times in the stomach and evidence of sexual assault. The husband is unable to be contacted, so I bet it was the husband." Graham gave Emma the summary of the case.
"Oh well since you said so, why are we even here then?" Emma said, yelping as Graham punched her in the arm. Graham was like her big brother, they had been partners ever since the academy. He was the first one to get promoted to detective with Emma following soon after, he refused to let her forget that he was the first one.
"So… you and Killian?" He asked, he stood in the doorway of the bedroom while Emma looked at the body.
"Seriously?! Now?!" Emma said, waving her hand over to the body. Graham smiled and shrugged his shoulders, not letting her end the conversation.
"So…" He pressed on, it was one of his things to keep conversation light while at a crime scene. It helped them stay sane through everything they had to look at.
"I am not sure what we are." Emma answered, looking through the closet.
"You guys seemed really close at the bar last night." He said, following his partner around the room.
"It was just dancing and hanging out. You and I do that all the time." He said, watching Emma crawl under the bed. She could feel his eyes staring at her ass, Graham had made it clear in the past that he wanted to be more than friends but Emma shut the door on that option. She was not a relationship type of girl, none of her relationships ended well.
"Damn it. I am stuck." Emma yelled, kicking her feet for emphasis. Graham let out a loud laugh while pulling out his phone for a photo.
"Here let me help you." He answered, sending the photo to all the other officers before putting it away.
"Hands off ass, off ass." Emma yelled, when she felt his hands grabbing her ass. He chuckled and moved them to her hips, pulling her out.
"Who did you send the photo to?" Emma mumbled, fixing her clothes that had bunched up after he pulled her out. Graham just grinned and walked away, laughing as Emma stomped her foot in frustration.
Pirate: You have been ignoring my calls and texts.
Emma groaned when she looked at her most recent text from Killian. She had turned off her phone when she was at the crime scene, when she returned back to the station she found 15 missed calls and 10 text messages from Killian.
Emma: I turn off my phone when I am at a crime scene.
Pirate: I need your answer, love. This time apart is killing me
"Emma. Graham." The chief yelled from her office before Emma could respond, she placed her phone in her desk and walked away. The phone vibrated as she walked away, almost killing her because she couldn't respond but she had a job to do.
Pirate: Stop ignoring me
Emma sighed as she sat down on her bed, running her hands through her hair. She spent the day filling out reports, going to meetings, and trying to solve the case. If she was to agree to this new relationship, Killian would have to understand that she could not be where he wants whenever he called.
Emma: I have a job, you know
Pirate: I understand that, just give me a heads up before you disappear
Emma: I will try to remember that
Pirate: Any thoughts on the contact?
Emma: A ton. It is a little of whelming.
Killian suddenly stopped texting, making Emma confused. She crawled back on her bed and covered her face with a pillow, screaming into it to release stress.
"Emma! Someone is here for you!" Ruby called, making Emma groan into the pillow. She did not have time for visitors, she had to finish reading that damn contact because Killian was driving her crazy.
"Hello there, love." Emma's head shot up and there stood Killian. He was wearing all black clothes, looking as gorgeous as ever.
"How do you know where I live?" She asked, as he stalked across the room to her.
"I know everything about you." He whispered, crawling on the bed. He laid on top of her, pressing her down onto the bed as he captured her lips.
"Now, you mentioned you had questions." He whispered, pulling away and began drawing light patterns on her collarbone. A shiver ran through her body, making him smile when he saw the goose bumps on her skin.
"You didn't have to come over here." Emma stated, his fingers messaging her breasts through her shirt.
"It gives me an excuse to see you." He whispered against her lips, capturing them once again. They made out for a while, this soft moment made Emma's insides twist with feelings.
"Now, what questions do you have?" He pulled away, chuckling as Emma groaned at the sudden stop of this quiet moment. He rolled off her, seating next to her on the bed and picked up the folder from the nightstand. Emma lifted herself up so that she was curled next to him and could point out everything that she had questions about.
"Bloody hell, love. You wrote all over this!" He commenting, looking at all the highlights and writing that she had made.
"Not all of it! Just the first two pages." Emma said, he chuckled and kissed her head.
"Ok, what is this?" He pointed to the writing by the schedule section.
"As you learned today, my job comes first. I cannot be with you whenever you want, this will be something that we will have to plan out." She explained, he nodded and grabbed a pen so that he could write notes as well.
"Alrighty, how about every Monday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday? I pick you up from the station and drop you off at the station in the morning. On the weekends, you live with me." Emma thought about it and nodded, he smiled and wrote the new plan.
"Except, make sure that you add that I am allowed to cancel and reschedule. Just in guess I have a case that I have to work on overtime."
"Deal. Now why is the rule about cell phones crossed off?" He asked, pointing to the black spot that used to be the no cell phones rule.
"I need my phone on at all times. It isn't just my rule but it is about my job." He thought about that for a while before agreeing to it.
"Now, you haven't looked over the list of things that I would like to do with you." He commented, turning to the last couple of pages.
"I did but it was overwhelming. I know about five of those things." Emma said, blushing when Killian chuckled at that statement.
"Alright, let's work through this one thing at a time." He said, kissing her cheek before pointing to the first thing.