He grinned. "Oh really? And how do you plan on doing that?"
She leaned in and pushed him back until he was fully laying on the pillows before straddling his thighs. As she nibbled and licked at his neck, she ran her fingers through the chest hair that was always visible in the half-open dress shirts he wore.
He sighed and moved his head to the side, eyes sliding closed. She took advantage of the access and moved up to nibble at his earlobe, flicking at his earring with the tip of her tongue.
"Hell, Emma." He groaned, moving his hand and hook up, settling them low on her hips.
She grinned and rolled her hips against his lightly, teasing his already rock-hard erection. His hands gripped her tightly and pulled her down so her whole weight was on top of him.
Normally, this would have made Emma incredibly self conscious, but with Killian, it never crossed her mind to worry. It felt right. In fact, creating this new memory pushed the hazy memory of their first sexual encounter completely out of her head.
Her fingers plucked at the buttons on his shirt until they were completely undone. He sat up halfway and pulled off the shirt, throwing it to the side. She started to lean in again, but he flipped her before she could.
"You don't get to have all the fun, love." He murmured, pulling off her leather jacket.
"Wait." She said, glancing down at her arms, suddenly aware of how dirty she was. "If we're going to do this, I don't want to look like a swamp monster."
He ground his hips against her and pouted, actually pouted! "Emma, love, you're killing me."
She kissed his cheek. "I know. But I promise it's worth waiting a few hours."
"Hours?" He asked.
"I should go home and shower." She said, smiling at the word home. "I think there are some people who would most literally murder me if I didn't go see them first."
"Fine, fine." He lamented. "I'll let myself be cast to the wayside yet again. I knew that once the darkness was out of you that things would go back to normal." Even as he complained, he couldn't stop a smile from crossing his face. Emma was BACK.
She retrieved her jacket and pulled it on before climbing out of bed. She turned and handed him his shirt. "I know that I've got a lot to make up to you already, but…I feel like I've burned a lot of bridges and I don't know who is okay with me right now. So, uh, will you come with me?"
He chuckled and pulled on his shirt, hastily buttoning a few of them. "As you wish."
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They made it down Main street without anyone noticing them, for the most part. Mr. Gold happened to be driving through and nodded at them as they passed, but that was about it. They climbed the steps to David and Mary Margaret's loft and Emma stopped outside the door. She pulled Killian to her and kissed him deeply, not coming up for air for a very long time. When she did, she nodded at him and knocked on the door.
After a moment, it opened and Mary Margaret pounced on her. "Emma!"
Emma gasped as the air left her lungs. "Hi, Mom." She choked out before wrapping her mother in a warm hug.
"Emma?" David asked, coming into view. He held Neal in the crook of his arm, the baby fast asleep. "Are you okay?"
She broke away from Mary Margaret and moved closer to David. "Yeah, I'm okay now." She smiled back at Killian. "He woke me up."
David raised an eyebrow at Killian, looking very much torn between wanting to ask and not wanting to know the answer. Killian nodded in response, wrapping an arm around Emma's shoulders. She leaned into him, putting her head on his shoulder.
"Well, come in." David said. "Let me lay Neal down and we can talk." He ushered them into the apartment and headed up the stairs.
"Actually," Emma said, "I'd like to get a shower if I can. I'm a mess."
"Of course." Mary Margaret said. "Come on." She took Emma's hand and led her to the back bathroom, chattering about towels and shampoo.
Killian straddled one of the bar stools and waited. After a moment, David came down the stairs and grabbed the stool across from the pirate.
"True Love's kiss?" He asked.
Killian nodded. "I didn't really expect it to work, but it did."
David nodded. "Now, pirate. I think it's time you told me what the hell you meant by the whole Merida thing."
"Yes. That." Killian explained the day's events.
"And you think that this Merida will be able to handle being the Dark One?" The prince asked.
The other man nodded. "I think so. But I told her I'd be checking in within a week."
"And where is the Dark One dagger?"
"I don't know. When I checked where I had hidden it, it was gone."
"Maybe Emma destroyed it when she went around the traditional guidelines." David said, sighing. "So, I am going to send Henry a message. I don't know if he'll feel up to seeing her, but he should know that she's awake."
Killian shook his head. "Let me do it, mate. I know you're his grandfather and I don't want to overstep any bounds here, but the lad and I became close while Emma was gone."
David hummed his agreement. "Yes. I do recall a few late night phone calls from Regina. She used to complain that Henry had seemed to have moved onto your ship. Apparently you even had a bedroom all set up for him." The prince chuckled.
"Aye. I was tired of giving up my own bed so I made one for him." Killian shrugged.
"Alright. Why don't you send him a message?" The other man said. "See if he'll come over."
Killian did as he suggested, shooting off two quick texts.
Killian: Henry, your mother is awake and the darkness is gone. We are at the loft. Do you want to talk to her?
Killian: Regina. We are at the loft. Emma's up.
After a few moments, his phone buzzed twice.
Henry: I guess. Be there soon.
Instead of receiving a response from Regina, there was a knock at the door moments later. As David and Mary Margaret had both gone off to do things elsewhere in the apartment, Killian hopped up and opened the door.
Regina and Robin entered the loft and settled themselves at the bar.
Soon, the bathroom door opened and Emma stepped out. She was dressed in a pair of old jeans and a tank top, her feet bare. Her blond hair was damp and curled gently around her shoulders. Her eyes widened a bit at the group of people in the kitchen, but she bravely approached them, making a beeline for Killian.
He wrapped an arm around her waist and pressed a kiss to her hairline. "It's okay, love." He murmured. "No one's going to attack you."
"Um, I know I've got a lot of explaining to do." She began, looking specifically at her parents. "And I want you all to know that I will get to it. But before anything else, I need to talk to Henry." She glanced around the room. "Where is he?"
"He's on the way." Killian said, soothingly. No sooner than the words left his mouth did they hear a knock at the door. When no one moved to answer it, the door swung open and revealed Henry.
His eyes locked on Emma, narrowing. "Hello, Mom." He said. "Welcome back. I need to ask you something." He paused. "How could you?"
A/N: I'm sorry, guys. I can't see Henry being okay with what Emma did. I know that he's a great kid, but I agree with Zelena. I don't think it'll be forever, but still...Just can't wrap my head around it. So, I need opinions. Does anyone here like AU's? Anyways, reviews get a chapter in a few hours!