When Emma was younger she had pictured a lavish wedding with flowers and rich colours everywhere. People from her town would flock to get a glimpse of her in her beautiful gown and people would say "she's prettier than the queen!" in hushed whispers to their friends. Her wedding would have been the ceremony of the year, and there was nothing that they could do about that. This wedding however, was certainly not going to be that...

Emma had been dragged away pretty quickly by Belle after telling her parents that she would agree marry Killian that night. Emma didn't even get a chance to glance back at Killian to see how he was feeling, if she had she would have noticed the frown on his face. She hadn't expected it to have been such an ordeal but her mother had thought otherwise, Mary-Margaret had sprung into action, sending servants running off and sending her husband and his twin running with a glare, discussing how this was to go down smoothly.

Emma had been rushed into her bed chambers and her ladies were put to work quickly. It all went crazy from there on end, she was dressed in her wedding gown, they were all shooed to the local church and within a flash Emma and Killian were married and Emma was now known as Lady Jones within a matter of hours.

The after festivities however were a bit more slow and Emma had let her panic set in. She was sat in the great hall of the Jones castle, it had been created into a work of art when they were at the church, and Emma was sat at the head of the table with Killian, her frown evident on her face. They had just been served their dinner and Emma was all but hungry. All Emma wanted was this nightmare to end.. "If you weren't hungry, you certainly could have said something.." Killian suddenly spoke to her, she turned to him frowning, "I was taught it was wrong to refuse an offer, especially when I'm not in my household" Emma replied back to him. Emma couldn't help but feel a little annoyed as the man to her side hadn't spoken two words to her that weren't directly given to him by someone else in hours. "This is your household now Emma, you can have taken less food" he said to her quietly, trying not to bring an audience. "Would you stop nagging me?! I'm not here for you to create such a scene, I'm here for my mother and father. Stop treating me like a child Killian!" Her voice raised, her eyes glaring at him. Killian began to reply when the door slammed open and a couple of guards walked in holding a young lad, and a gasp came from Emma. Killian looked at her questioningly and then looked at the guards, who were stood in front of him. He was technically the head of the house now, he supposed.. "Sir Jones" the first guard nodded, "we found this young lad scrounging around outside the gates, he looks as though he was trying to get in" Killian stood up and so did Emma, her face shown with a faltered smile, as the lad was thrown forward "Careful guards! He's just a young lad, let us talk with him before you start punishing him!" Killian scolded his guardsmen as he walked towards the lad and pulled him up off his feet and dusted him off. The lad grinned up at Killian and nodded, "you must me Killian! I'm Henry!" the lad spoke, holding out his hand. Emma quickly ran over and tried to give him a hug, but not before the guardsmen stopped her, much to Emma's obvious disgust as she called them idiots and said she'll have their heads. "Henry, eh lad?" Killian asked, wrapping an arm around his shoulders, "your mother over here has been missing you" Killian began to walk the boy over to Emma but not before he gave a glare to the guardsmen. Emma and Henry embraced and she checked him over before looking down at him, "where have you been young man?! Your clothes are filthy! And where is Robin? He was supposed to have brought you here.." Emma sighed and gave him a long hug, looking over at Killian skeptically, wondering what he was going to do about the matter, after all Henry may have been her son but he was messing around outside the castle and made a large scene at their wedding reception. Killian however was looking at the two guardsmen, his face red with fury, "did I not make it clear to you that you were to look out for a carriage? That Lady Jones' son was on his way for her?" he asked them, "I believe I did. You were ordered to only come here if there was a serious threat, I think my wife's son, who was obviously dressed properly was not one of them. Now if you would like to go back to your posts and possibly do what has been asked of you and perhaps no one else will get kidnapped tonight." Killian have them one last glare before he walked over to where Emma and Henry were still hugging.

"You alright there lad?" Henry grinned at the question from Killian and nodded, "yeah! That was so cool!"

"Henry!" Emma exclaimed, "I've told you we don't use that type of language" she scolded, frowning in his direction. Killian laughed at Emma, grinning at the lad in front of him "she's a bit of a stickler, isn't she?" Henry giggled and nodded, sticking his tongue out at his mother. Emma however rolled her eyes at this, smiling at the two of them. "Now I must say lad, it's getting kind of late so what do you say we wrap this whole party up and we all go off to bed?" Killian said to him kindly, "if I'm honest I think your mother was getting kind of bored anyway.." he whispered that to the lad, winking at Emma. All the blonde could do was raise an eyebrow at Killian as he directed a guard that had been stationed at the doors to come over, "Take Lady Jones' son to his chambers and make sure his companion is located, I don't want him running amuck outside the castle, especially as it may rain tonight", he directed to the guard once the man had come over, "and tell the kitchen staff to serve the lad some food, I suppose he hasn't had some in quite a while, eh?" Killian looked at Henry and grinned as the young boy nodded enthusiastically and began to walk off with the guard, chatting about whether he'd get a sword and if Killian would teach him some 'cool' stuff.

Emma looked at Killian gratefully as the duo took their places at their seats again, he then nodded at her with a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. Emma stared down at her food and began poking it, still not hungry. In fact the only thing Emma was feeling right now was confusion, Killian confused her greatly, he didn't act like she supposed he would. Half of the time he was cocky, the other time he seemed amazing, he seemed as though someone she could greatly enjoy spending time with, so she didn't understand why she was so scared, maybe it was because she'd been hurt before, by someone who had shown her love and happiness and smiles, so that scared her. Suddenly beside her Killian gave out a large sigh, also beginning to pick his food. Emma looked at him puzzled, still intrigued as ever. She suddenly recalled their earlier conversation and began to wonder if Killian had a girl he had wished to marry, after all he did say that he had intended to marry someone he had known his entire life. "Emma, if you want to ask me something then ask me, staring at me makes you look rather creepy" Killian began saying, a small smirk on his lips, Emma then began to think, wondering if to ask him before realising it was way too personal, "when.." She began to say before looking around at their company, deciding they all looked as bored as she felt, "can we leave?" Killian looked at her properly before standing up abruptly, "Attention" he shouted, getting everyone's attention immediately, making Emma go slightly red, "while this certainly has been an eventful day, I dare say that it has been a very slow evening. Now speaking for my wife and myself, we are both extremely tired so we will be off, but if any of you feel as though you want to continue to celebrate you may, the members of the castle will serve you till they can no more" he spoke calmly as the people around him sighed in relief, many of them standing up, bowing to him and Emma and retreating out the room, some people of which included Emma's parents and her aunts and uncles. Killian smiled gratefully to himself and held out his hand for Emma, "shall we?" He spoke to her, all Emma could do however was nod and take his hand. This was when Emma realised that this meant they were to.. They were to well you know, consummate the marriage. Emma's eyes widened as she followed Killian out of the hall, a few servants following close behind them. Emma had let go of Killians hand but she was now linked onto his arm, something she gave an unconscious squeeze once she realised what she had started. Emma certainly didn't know how she would get out of this one, it would be impossible

Emma did not seem to realise how close Killian's, no wait hers and Killian's quarters, actually were, she assumed that they would be on the other side of the castle, not basically down the hall from the grand hall. Emma let go of his arm as they reached the door and was suddenly pushed inside by a giggling trio, the door slamming shut behind him. "Oh Emma you two look so pretty together, if I could paint I would could paint you both for days" Ariel said, leaning against the door, sighing, "I wish I looked you two did" the redhead said dreamily, only to groan as Belle pushed her away from the door, "enough chit chat, we must dress Emma for bed, it's the wedding night after all" that made the two other girls squeal in delight and made Emma cringe, wanting to completely crawl into a ball at that very moment. "Girls!" Belle shouted, turning red, if even more than Emma was. "Just get Miss Jones dressed! Enough of this!" Emma wasn't aware of what happened next, all she knows for sure is that five minutes later her wedding dress was hung up on a peg, her hair was flowing down her back and she was sat on a four poster bed in a long cotton nightdress.

Emma wasn't sure how long it had been, maybe ten, fifteen minutes her ladies had left her in the room alone before Killian walked in, grumbling to himself. Emma was sat on the bed, twiddling her thumbs as he undressed himself, putting on his nightclothes and settling down into the bed next to Emma, staring up at the ceiling and sighing. He quickly blew the bedside candle out before speaking, "You'd think after five years the servants would know what to do with themselves" he rolled his eyes, grinning at Emma, a twinkle in his eyes as her candle was the only light in the room. Emma stared at him in shock, wasn't he supposed to be 'making a move' or 'suggesting a dalliance' or something she'd rather not speak of, she wasn't being a prude, just.. She was slightly confused. "Um.. Shouldn't we be?.." Emma began to say, "you know?" Killian raised an eyebrow at her before realising and sitting up rather hurriedly, "oh" was all he said for a few minutes. "Well not that I don't find you a very attractive women Emma, because I do, I just assumed that it could wait for another day.. I mean" he coughed and scratched behind his ear, laughing awkwardly, "Emma, if you want to we certainly can but after today's events and our various interactions I merely assumed that it would be best to wait, especially by the end of the week you may want to murder me so then you have your way out, you can say we failed to consummate, not that I'm saying we are going to hate each other by the end of the week, just as a pure exit plan as I know this isn't what you wished, I do not wish to pressure you into anything. I am certainly not that type of person Emma." After he finished speaking, he dared a look at Emma, saw her suddenly crying and panicked, "Emma what is wrong, was it something I said? Can I-" Emma then cut him off by laughing, a genuine laugh from her "no Killian, I'm just honestly relieved by it." She spoke truthfully, placing a hand on top of his. Killian sighed in relief, scratching his ear again as he turned red. Emma sighed, her stress leaving her. Maybe she could get used to Killian, this Killian not the five other Killians she seemed to have encountered in the last almost 24 hours. But she was relived they didn't have to do anything like that, she had enough on her mind. Killian just laughed awkwardly as he got under the covers and sighed blissfully, Emma blowing out her candle and following suit.

After a few minutes of them just breathing Killian spoke up, "Emma?" He asked, earning a quick and quiet "yes?" From Emma. "We may not be consummating our marriage straight away but before we continue, I feel there is something I must tell you, as my wife that is." Emma suddenly shot up in a seated position and looked down to Killian, "Emma," Killian started to say before sitting up and joining her, "I once was betrothed, perhaps engaged is more the right term for the situation, her name was Milah. We'd grown up together, me and her, we lived next door to one another and we had been set out to marry since we were 5 years old." Killian looked at Emma skeptically, only relaxing when he realised she was listening intently, "on the verge of our wedding, mind you we'd said I love you to one another countless times before, she comes up to me and says I'm nothing but an imbecile and that she could never marry someone like me and so she ran off with this other nobleman, I certainly can't remember who, I have erased it from my brain." Killian shrugged lightly, "I'm telling you this Emma because you are my wife now, and you have a right to know why I am very skeptical of this whole ordeal because Milah, she broke my heart Emma, and I've seen, I've been through heartbreak and I don't want to go through it again, so Emma if you do decide to stay and become my wife officially, please promise me you won't break my heart. I would not be able to bare it if you did" Killian finally finished talking and grasped his hand tightly, "I promise you Killian, that I will not break your heart, as long as you promise not to break mine, as I too have past demons." Emma smiled weakly in the dark at him, sighing to herself. This side of Killian was breaking her heart, she'd been so scared and so caught up in her problems that she hadn't thought to think of what Killian had gone through. She hadn't stopped to think that Killian was scared also, and that made her feel a little bit guilty.

"What demons could Emma Swan have?" Killian asked Emma stirring her from her thoughts. She gave his hand one last squeeze before she began to talk, "I wasn't going to tell you this, because Killian this might scare you but it scares me a hell of a lot more, I've never done anything like this before and especially with someone I barely know, but you've shared your story and so it is only fair I share mine."

"Emma no, that's not what I wanted from you, I felt you needed to know of this because you will get asked, you will get pushed and shoved and tormented about it"

"Killian" Emma spoke after him, "you too deserve to know. But I must ask that it doesn't leave this room, because I'm cracking my walls for 5 minutes while I tell you why I am extremely scared, because after everything I've said and done today you deserve to know." Emma let go of his hand finally and lay back down, telling him to do the same before beginning to talk. "I two had someone I loved, someone I was engaged too, only I married mine, Killian. His name was Baelfire, he was two years older than me but I guess now it didn't really matter, he was of noble blood and he was a good partner." Emma breathed out hard, staring up at the ceiling, "Emma.." Killian began to say, "no let me do this, you deserve to know, you are my husband after all." Killian gave her a nod that she only saw from the corner of her eye and she began to speak again, "we married at 17 and two months later I was discovered pregnant, with my son Henry. It was amazing, I couldn't have been happier, we both couldn't. That was until Henry turned 1 and Baelfire disappeared until our son was 5, leaving me to raise Henry alone." Emma smoothed down her hair and began to talk again, "I was pissed of course I was, and rightly so. Here I was at 18, left by the man I loved to care for our son. Eventually the years wore on, I got help with Henry, my mothers step-mother Regina helped me a lot, she'd never had a child of her own and so was more than happy to help." Emma smiled at this, "however Henry reaches age 5 and I get arrested on accounts of treason and robbery in place of Baelfire by order of the king, as he refused to show himself." Killians eyes widened at this, refusing to look at the ceiling he looked at Emma who returned the look with a sigh.

"He left me there for 3 years to rot, and just before I was to be executed in his place he spoke up and swapped with me. I was furious of course, I hated him, I called him horrid names, called him a coward and a liar and a lot of other adjectives" Emma chuckled darkly, "it didn't stop all the years of suffering he'd caused me and his son, Regina bad helped raise him in my place, but my son still lost out because his father was a coward. Baelfire was eventually hung drawn and quartered for his crimes against the kingdom and I was set free, all charges dropped. And now a few years later here we are!" Emma laughed bitterly, making her hands into a fist, "it's why I'm not fond of the king either, he's the one who kept me locked up. I was compensated by being given his land, but it didn't match up for being betrayed by the man I loved"

"Oh Emma I had no idea.." Killian said simply, "yeah well my parents tell everyone he was just caught stealing bread for Henry, which is utter bullshit" Killian laughed heartily at the word, shaking the bed against the floor. "Still not very lady like I see, eh Emma?" Killian laughed again as Emma smiled in the dark, not that Killian could probably see it. "Thank you for telling me Emma. The blonde breathed out an "it's okay, you deserved to know what nutcase you got pushed with" Killian, who had still been laughing, stopped "pushed with? I certainly didn't get pushed with you Emma, but that's a tale for another night I suppose"

"Oh.." Was all Emma could say to him as he spoke. Killian chuckled to himself and lay back down, "get some sleep Emma, you're going to need it in the morning?"

"Why planning on taking me off to the seas? Murder me?" Killian laughed again, poking Emma in the side as she lay down, Emma squealing quietly as he did. "No, me and you are going off to find my brother and your cousin"

"Really?!" Emma shouted, sitting up again in the bed, Killian rolled his eyes before mumbling a "yes, why do you think I was with the guards so long?" He laughed quietly at her "oh" before muttering a quiet, "goodnight Emma" to which Emma replied a "good night Killian" and the newlywed couple began to fall asleep, not feeling the crumbling emotional walls that they had just began to fall between the two.