I'm back! :) Let's continue, shall we? Enjoy!
And thank you Agnes for the happy birthday wish :)

I must have blacked out. I woke up the stomach of my dress cut open and a neatly stitched wound rest on my skin. I look around the cabin to find Killian at his desk. He's so focused he didn't even hear me wake up.
"Hey you." I say in slight raspy voice. His head jerks up from his work, and he's at my side within seconds. He carefully sits down on the bed next to me, and takes my face into his hands bringing his face to mine planting a soft passionate kiss. I feel my eyes begin to burn with tears, but I hold them back. I take his hands in mine and hold them close to me, forcing him to move closer.
"Irony, eh?" he says. I give him a questioned look wondering what he was referring to. He gives a slight nod to my stomach. "You stitch me up, I stitch you up." I give a slight laugh.
"I knew you were gonna come for me." I smile.
"Of, course. I'd be offended if you hadn't thought so." He says. We stare at one another, enjoying each other's presence, which had been stripped from us these past few days.
"So," I began, "I'm assuming Fletchers dead?" Killian looks at me for a moment, then his signature devilish smirk appears upon his lips. I smile at him. "What'd you do?"
"Well we disguised the ship as a whaling boat, knowing Fletchers men would be drawn to it; once close enough we took her. Saved you, blew up the ship, and killed each and every one of his men, except him." He said giving me a proud smile.
"Fletchers here?" I ask. "Why didn't you just kill him."
"Because that's too easy and no fun." He whispered to me and before pecking my lips and walking back over to his desk. "That bastards gonna get what he deserves for fucking taking and pushing around my girl. Bloody dumbass isn't gonna get off that easy."

Then next couple days went smoothly. My wound's healing really nicely, which means I get to go back my old routines. I've missed making love to Killian so much, I'm itching for it. I miss his touch, his lips, I miss IT. He's been acting odd lately though; distant. He just got me back; I thought he'd be showing me more affection. I'll talk to him about it tonight.
After dinner, Gibbs and Quarter master left the cabin to go be with the crew down below deck. Killian was going to go join them, but as he was about to go out the door, I grabbed the collar of his coat, spun him around, and kissed him. It wasn't a harsh kiss; it was a gentle, longing kiss. I was happy, he kissed me back. But when we separated I saw something in his eyes. They weren't the bright exciting blue they used to always be. Instead they were dark. I literally shutter when I look into them. He was off; something was bothering him. I backed up a step, and crossed my arms so he knew I was frustrated.
"Alright, we need to talk, something's wrong with you." He leaned against the door, with his hands in his jacket pockets. He didn't even say anything. He just looked at me. "The old Killian Jones would have picked me up and began making love to me in an instance. You've been acting weird ever since I've gotten back." He still just stared at me. I'm starting to get pissed at the man. What the hell's going on with him? "What? Do you not love me anymore?" that finally gets it out of him.
"Em, don't be stupid. Of course I love you! When I tell you I love you, I don't say it out of habit or to start conversation, I say it to remind you that you're the best thing that's ever happened to me." he pauses with a struggled look, as if he was trying to choose his words with caution. "But I've been thinking since you've gotten back, that it'd be best to drop you off in Jamaica like you originally planned." He says finally getting off the wall and walking towards me.
"What the hell do you mean, Killian? How could you tell me you love me then say that?!" I yell backing away from his attempt in closing our distance.
"Because you're not safe with me!" he finally yells. I'm such an idiot. Of course this is because of what happen with Fletcher.
"What happen with Fletcher was not your fault-" he cuts me off.
"Of course it was my bloody fault! You would have never gone through what you did if it wasn't for my debt with him."
"Do you think it was coincident that I ran into you that night? Do you think it was coincident I picked your ship to stowaway on? That's fate Killian. I was meant to be with you, to fall in love with you. I fell in love with a damn pirate. And if my safety is the price I have to pay, than fine." I finally close the distance with him, and take his face in my hands. "I just want you. That's it! All your flaws, mistakes, smiles, jokes, sarcasm, everything! I just want you." I looked into his eyes; they were calm like the sea now, that previous lightning blue now back. But he was torn. Torn between letting me go for my own good, or keeping the only woman he's ever loved. "Please don't make me live without you." I beg.
"It's what's best for you." He whispers leaning his forehead against mine.
"You are what's best for me." I say. I bring his lips to mine, and it finally feels like normal. He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me to him, and I wrap my arms around his neck. The kiss was rough and bruising but after a moment it softened. We broke after a minute in need of air. He looked at me, and I watched a smile spread upon is beautiful lips.
"Your my girl?" he smiles.
"I'm your girl."