David came out of the house, just as Killian and Emma were getting off the boat. "I would like to talk to both of you in the barn," he said. His mouth was set in a frown and he gestured for them to follow him.

Emma slipped her hand into Killian's. She knew that her father could be rather intimidating when he chose to be.

"Your mother is never to hear about any of this," David said to Emma.

He closed the door and locked it. Then Mr. Hopper emerged from the shadows of the eaves. "I thought it might be best to check up on the two of you."

"Dad, what did you do," asked Emma.

"I got a call from Mr. Hopper. He said if you are lying about wanting to marry Killian Jones, and he strongly suggests you are, you would go to prison. I couldn't allow that, so I flew him up here to negotiate a deal."

"Now, Miss Swan, this offer is going to last for the next twenty seconds. So listen closely. You are going to make a statement admitting that this marriage is a sham, or you're going to go to prison. You tell the truth, and you're off the hook. Mr. Jones will be sent back to Ireland."

"Take the deal, Emma," urged David.

Emma glanced at Killian and shifted a bit closer to him. She couldn't believe that her father had done this. "No," said Emma, firmly.

"Don't be stupid, Emma."

"Here's your statement," said Emma. "I have been working for Killian Jones for five years. A year ago we started dating. We fell in love and he asked me to marry him. I said yes. I'll see you at the wedding." Then Emma scowled at Mr. Hopper and her father before dragging Killian out of the barn with her.

-/-

"Emma, you didn't have to do that," said Killian, once they were alone in the bedroom.

"I wanted to. You'd do the same for me, wouldn't you?"

"Aye, that I would," said Killian. He wanted nothing more than to hold her in his arms. No one had ever done anything like this for him. Was it possible that she had started to care for him, and that she didn't want him to leave?

Of course, then Gammy knocked on the door and came in. "Emma, sweetie, you need to come with me. It's the day before your wedding. You have to give the baby maker a rest tonight. Now Killian, give your bride a kiss good night. You have your whole lives to be together." Gammy stood there expectantly.

Killian took a few steps closer and kissed Emma chastely. "Good night Emma, I will see you in the morning."

Emma smiled. "I'll be the one in the dress," she said teasingly.

"And I'll be the one who can't take his eyes off of you," he said, his voice devoid of humor.

Emma's heart jumped into her throat. He was being absolutely serious, and it was frightening. Was he falling in love with her?

But before she knew it, Gammy was dragging her out of the room.

-/-

Emma fell asleep in a different guest bedroom that night. She could hardly believe she was committing fraud. Yet, it didn't feel like fraud.

In fact, she kind of liked the idea of being married to Killian. He was a good man underneath his professional exterior.

She fell asleep without the anxiety that most brides felt. Everything would be fine. Once Killian was safe from being deported they would figure out where to go from there.

-/-

Killian found it difficult to fall asleep. He missed Emma more than words could express.

All night he was haunted with images of her going to jail, of her family being disappointed in her, of her being unhappy. If any of that happened it would be all his fault, and he wouldn't be able to live with himself.

He knew it was his anxiety speaking, but the images resulted in him getting very little sleep.

-/-

Killian stood in a tuxedo at the back of the barn, which had been decorated with white flowers and lights for the ceremony. His heart was beating a mile a minute, and he shifted from foot to foot waiting for the ceremony again.

Should he really be doing this? Should he really risk ruining her life only to save his career?

It didn't seem like a fair trade.

The bridal procession began, and he waited with bated breath for Emma to enter the barn on her father's arm.

She looked absolutely stunning. Her dress was pearly white covered in a layer of blush colored tulle. It was strapless, and the bodice hugged her curves perfectly. She wore a small tiara instead of a veil, and held a bouquet of white roses. She was smiling at him, and Killian forgot to breathe.

When they reached the end of the aisle, David, placed his hand in Killian's, leaned in, and whispered, "You have one last chance to do the right thing. Leave now, and Emma won't be sent to prison."

Killian stiffened as David backed away and found his seat.

Graham was the officiator, and his thick accented voice rang through the barn. "Welcome. We are gathered here today to give thanks and to celebrate one of life's greatest moments. To give recognition to the beauty, honesty, and unselfish ways of Killian and Emma's True Love in front of family and friends."

He looked at Emma, who was so beautiful in her wedding gown. He wanted nothing more than to marry her and start a life with her. But he couldn't be selfish. He had to put her first. He had to do the honorable thing. Killian raised his hand to stop Graham from continuing.

Killian turned to the crowd. "I do have something to say, and it cannot wait until after the ceremony. "

"Killian, don't," hissed Emma.

Mr. Hopper and David shifted in their seats, guessing what was coming.

"Hello there," said Killian, taking a deep breath. "Thank you all so much for coming out. I have a confession to make about the wedding. I am an Irishman, with an expired visa, about to be deported. Because I didn't want to leave this amazing country, I forced Emma to marry me."

"Stop," said Emma.

Killian continued. "Emma has always had an extraordinary work ethic. For five years I watched her work harder than anyone at our company, and I knew that if I threatened to destroy her career, she would do just about anything. So I blackmailed her to come up here and to lie to you. I thought it would be easy to watch her do it. But it wasn't. It's very bad form to ruin someone's life once you find out how wonderful they are. You have an impeccable family; don't let this come between you. It was all my fault."

"Killian," said Emma, taking a step closer.

"Emma, love, this was a business deal, and you held up your end. But the time for making deals is done, just as you have to be done with me. You deserve far better than anything I could ever give you." He squeezed her hand in his, before walking down the aisle. "Mr. Hopper, it would appear that you and I have a plane to catch."

Emma felt close to tears, as she watched him go. Her mother and Gammy were shaking their heads and frowning at her.

Everything was ruined.