"How in the HELL did that fucker make bail? I thought this was behind us. Now he is coming after us again," Killian vents as he starts the car.
"I don't know, I don't know," Emma mumbles. How could this be happening? He was supposed to be locked up. Far away from her and Killian. Killian drives fast. When they finally reach the house, they hop out of the car and run up the front steps. They get inside and Emma locks the door immediately. Killian takes Emma into his arms. She begins to cry.
"Hey, we will be okay. Nothing's going to happen to you. Please don't cry," he whispers to her. She leans away and he wipes away her tears.
"I'm more worried about you. What if something happens to you? I could never forgive myself. Its already bad enough you got shot. How can you even stand here and look at me? I mean-" He stops her with a kiss. His lips crash against hers and he pushes her against the wall. He pulls away.
"Like I said in the hospital, never doubt how I feel about you," he growls. She pulls him back towards her and their lips clash again. She can't seem to get enough of him. She tugs at his hair. He groans. He slides his hand under her shirt. She gasps and he pulls away.
"Is this okay?" Killian asks. She slowly nods. He trails kisses along her jawline and kisses her neck. His hand continues to slide up her shirt. He massages her breast.
"Killian," she moans. He kisses her lips and tapped her hips. She jumps up and wraps her legs around his waist. How he managed to catch her with his stitches, she didn't know. Nor does she really care at the moment.
"Upstairs?" Killian asks between breaths. She nods. She can't even think straight. She just knows she wants, no needs him. He carries up the steps and she guides him to her room. He tosses her on her bed. He straddles her and puts his hands on either side of her head. They just stare into each other's souls.
"Emma Swan, I love you," Killian says. She wraps her hands around his neck. She pulls him on top of her. Their lips smash together and Killian's tongue slips through and explores her mouth. She forces him to roll over, so she's on top.
"If you didn't get that, I love you," she says with a smirk. He rolls over and he is on top again. He whips his shirt off. She gasps. Of course he has beautiful abs, did she expect any less? He chuckles at her reaction. He helps her shimmy out of her shirt. He tosses it off the bed. She is wearing a black lace bra and his eye nearly pop out of his head when he notices.
"Do you know how beautiful you are?" he asks. She shakes her head and bites her lip. He runs his fingers along the edge of her bra. Its such a tease and she wriggles at his touch.
"Are you sure about this?" he asks with a cocked eyebrow.
"Yes," she says. He hops off the bed takes off his pants and his boxers. He pulls her pants and underwear off.
"Condom?" He asks looking around the room for pants that he just had on.
"We're good. I'm on the pill," She says as she blushes. He smiles and kisses her once again. She'll never have her fill of him. She can feel his erection against her pelvic bone. She knows the first time will hurt and she prepares herself for it.
"I'll be gentle, love," Killian says as if he's reading her mind. She gives him a small smile. He slowly sinks into her. She lets out a small gasp as pain shoots through her. Her finger nails rake down his back.
"Emma," he groans. The small kisses that are trailed down her neck and collarbone distract her from the pain. His pace is slow and she gets used to how he feels inside of her. Its nothing like she had ever felt before. His hands and lips are running all over her body. All she can think about is him and how right this feels.
"Emma, you're amazing," he groans as he finishes. He pulls out of her slowly. He plants a kiss on her cheek. He brings her into his arms and he holds her for a few minutes.
"You know if we get caught like this you'll never be allowed to see me again," Emma says into his chest. He kisses the top of her head and they both sit up. They both scatter around the room looking for the various items they threw off earlier. When they are both fully clothed and Emma has brushed her hair they head down stairs hand in hand.
No one is home and Emma hasn't heard anything from her parents. Killian lies on the couch and takes a nap. Emma is too tightly wound. She begins to pace across the living room. Where was Neal? Why hadn't he come after them yet? What was he waiting for? What would he do to them? Killian steps in her path and breaks her train of thought. Did he wake up and she didn't notice? Killian place both hands on her shoulders.
"Love, please sit you're making me nervous," he says sleepily.
"I can't wait here for him to attack me. I don't feel safe in my own home. This whole situation is so fucked up. I want this over. I want his ass in jail. I want him out of my life, but no there he is hiding in the shadows and making my skin crawl at the thought of him," Emma releases a huge sigh at the end of her little speech. Killian envelopes her into his arms.
"I know and it will all be over soon. We just have to hang in here," he whispers into her hair. She tightens her grip on him.
"Its just getting harder to hang in here. My grip is slipping," She says through choked back tears. Killian leans back and places his hands on her cheeks. She can't hold them back anymore and the tear just slide down her face. He wipes them away and caresses her cheek. She closes her eyes and revels in his gentle touch.
"I can hang in there for the both of us," Her eyes slowly open at this. For a minute she stands there and blinks at him. How did I ever deserve his love? He leans his forehead against hers. They smile at one another. Clapping emanates from the room, but Killian and Emma are holding hands.
Emma and Killian spin around and find Neal standing in the doorway. Emma gasps and Killian pushes Emma behind him.
"That was so beautiful. I mean really touched my heart," Neal comments sarcastically. Emma peeks her head around Killian and glares at him.
"You're leaving now," Killian orders. Neal just laughs.
"Emma, your boyfriend is real cute, but thats not happening. You see you took Emma from me, which I can live with. She didn't know how to have fun anyway," Neal says nonchalantly. Killian's fists clenches and Emma grabs his arm, in an effort to hold him back.
"More importantly you stopped me from getting my money and I need that. You'll be paying for that," Neal demands.
"Emma go upstairs. Neal and I are going to finish this," her jaw drops.
"And leave you here with him? Not a chance in hell," Emma says shocked.
"Emma go now," Killian growls at her. Goddamn him. She can do this. Who does he think he is trying to send her away?
"No, I am not leaving you here," She growls right back. He turns to face her and grabs her shoulders tightly.
"Boy, are you ready? or do you two girls need some more time?" Neal taunts Killian. Killian ignores him.
"Go now. I am not asking you to. I am telling you to. I am keeping you safe now GO!" he shouts and releases her. She trembles and runs out of the room. I have never been afraid of Killian, but how could he shout at me like that? She stops on the steps. I am not going to be the fragile little woman. I have to do something. She grabs her phone and calls the sheriff. He tells her to keep Neal distracted until they get there. The boys have started fight. They look about even right now. An uppercut blow from Neal knocks Killian to the ground. I can't take this anymore. I will not be afraid anymore. Emma races into her parents room and finds the shotgun. She ensures that it is loaded and heads down stairs. They are still fighting when she reaches them, and Killian is losing and still lying on the ground. Emma pumps the shotgun. They both freeze. She points the gun at Neal.
"Now, this is how its going to go. Neal you're going to get off Killian and stand in the corner." Emma orders. Neal smirks.
"That's sweet, but you could never shoot me," he says with a smile. Emma aims and shoots. She hits him in the shoulder. He falls over and hits the floor. Emma walks over and leans down.
"Well I never thought you would try to rape me, so I guess we were both wrong. Now you stay there until the police come to haul your sorry ass off," say growls at him. Killian's jaw drops. Rape? She never said anything about rape… why wouldn't she? I love her she knows that, hell I just showed her how much love her. It wouldn't change what I thought about her. Shit. That's why she is terrified of him.
Emma doesn't see his reaction. She moves to Killian and helps him stand. He doesn't say anything and what would he even say? I am sorry your ex-boyfriend was an even bigger piece of shit than I thought? No, I'll ask her later. His lip is cut and there are a few bruises forming on his face.
The police knock down the door and barge in guns blazing. They spot Neal on the floor and handcuff him. The ambulance is called along with Emma's parents. As soon as the ambulance rolls away with Neal, Emma releases a breath she didn't know she was holding. Killian wraps an arm around Emma while they are talking to the sheriff.
"Now, you're not in trouble for shooting him, but you have to know this can't happen again," the sheriff scolds Emma. She takes a deep breath.
"I wasn't planning on it, but if there is an intruder in my house I have the right to protect myself," Emma states. The sheriff is beyond frustrated.
"I understand that Emma, don't go just shooting just anyone alright?" the sheriff asks with an exasperated sigh. She nods. Her parents stumble through the door and walk over to the sheriff.
"Emma? Killian? Are you guys alright?" David asks. They nod and the sheriff fills him and Mary Margaret on what happened. Emma grabs Killian's wrist.
"Hey, why don't we go get you that ice pack I promised you," Emma says. They leave the adults engrossed in their conversation. In the kitchen Emma grabs an ice pack, wraps it in a towel and hands it to Killian. When he applies it to his jaw he winces.
"Are you alright? Please don't hold back," Emma says. Killian doesn't quite look at her.
"Yes, just tired," he mumbles.
"Now, I'm very good at deflecting and I can tell when someone is doing it to me. Please tell me what's going on," she pleads with him. She places a hand on his cheek. With this touch he can't help, but to smile. He pulls aways and frowns.
"What you said to Neal earlier…" he trails off. She turns her back to him and gets a glass for water.
"Its nothing. Lets not talk about it" She says as she fills the glass with water. I can't believe this after everything that's happened she can't be truthful with me. Why does she keep pushing me away? She takes a sip and sets the glass on the counter. Killian grabs her shoulder and spins her around.
"Its a very big deal. Its not nothing. Emma, I don't understand why you didn't tell me." She can't look him in the eye. Of course she should have told him, but it was never the right time. How the hell do you tell someone that anyway? She was planning on telling him. That has to count for something right?
"Emma when you're ready to talk about this call me, but until then don't bother," Killian says as he storms out. Emma just stands there shocked. I never thought he would walk out.