Sorry it's been a while since I last updated! This chapter (and the next one since I broke it up into two) is for daniellm who gave me some ideas. I hope you enjoy it! As always, I do not own OUAT or any of the characters.

It's been a few days since Emma and Henry had Killian over for a movie night. During that time Emma became really busy at the station helping David and Killian had thrown himself into fixing up his ship. The few times that Emma had seen Killian had been rushed as they only had enough time for coffee in the mornings and the occasional lunch breaks. They hadn't talked about much, he told her of the repairs he was making on his ship and his ideas and she told him about some of the cases she was going through. Emma started to get concerned when she didn't see him one morning for coffee and decided to tell David she was going on patrol. Which wasn't a total lie. She was going to go on patrol…but down towards the docks. She grabbed the keys to the car and headed down to the docks with an uneasy feeling in her stomach.

Killian had been so busy working on his ship that he barely stopped for a break. He woke early every morning and met Emma and sometimes Henry for coffee before heading off to his ship and he worked throughout the day, stopping when it started to get dark out and depending on the weather and how tired he was he either retired to the small cabin on the ship or returned to Granny's and passed out. He was working hard and working fast on the repairs of the ship to get it in perfect shape before he would take Henry and Emma sailing on it again. Occasionally he would enlist in a Dwarfs help with things that required the use of two or more hands, but for the most part he took great pride in being able to accomplish most everything himself.

The long hours, little rest and food, and the amount of physical labor he was doing was starting to take a toll on his body. One morning he woke up in a lot of pain, his back was stiff and sore and he wasn't able to move. He scrambled to reach for his phone to send Emma a text saying he was going to miss coffee this morning, but when he finally reached it, it was dead. He dragged his hand over his face and with a grunt settled himself back down on his pillow, shielding his eyes from the light that poured in from his window, groaning in pain as his back started to spasm and his head started to spin.

Emma parked her car and looked around for Killian. He wasn't anywhere out in the open so she walked down the dock and looked on his ship. When he was nowhere on deck she made her way to the cabin on the ship thinking it was really odd for him to still be in bed at this time, unless he was working in the cabin. Either way, she had a really uneasy feeling that something could be wrong. The door to the cabin was closed and she couldn't hear any noise coming from inside, she knocked softly on the door and heard Killian grunt, confirming he was inside.

"Killian? Are you okay? Can I come in?"

There was some shuffling noises and more grunts. They sounded wracked in pain.

"Killian, I'm coming in."

Emma opened the door to see Killian attempting to sit up in bed, his face wrinkled in pain, his hand covering his eyes, sweat dripping off of his forehead.

"Killian!" Emma rushed over toward the bed. She helped lower him back down and pulled the curtain closed so the sun wasn't straining his eyes anymore. He looked up at Emma and grabbed her hand and kissed it.

"Thanks love. I'm…I'm sorry I missed coffee. I was going to send you a message but my phone died."

"Killian what has happened to you?" Emma said, completely ignoring what Killian had just told her and focused instead on his flushed face and uneasy breathing and the way he was shaking almost uncontrollably.

"I am not sure love. I woke up and found it hard to move. My back…is spasming I think and really sore. I guess I over-did myself." He let out a small chuckle. "Really love, don't worry. I'm sure it'll be alright. I just need to rest a bit and then I'll be back to my old self again. You should head back to the station though. I know you are really busy and I wouldn't want Dave to think I had you locked up in my cabin all day." He reached up and brushed his fingers over her face, smoothing out the lines of worry that splayed over it.

Emma leaned into his touch. She had missed having him touch her. It's only been a few days but it felt like it had been weeks or even months. She turned her face into his hand and placed a kiss into his palm.

"No Killian, I'm going to stay here and take care of you."

"Emma…" Killian pleaded.

"No Killian. It's fine. David will be fine without me. I'm not leaving you alone like this."

Killian sank further back into his pillow with a grunt. Emma started to smooth out his hair and he closed his eyes. "Emma…"

"Shhh. Just relax okay? I'm going to go get a few things that I think we'll need but I'll be right back. Do you want me to bring you anything to eat or drink?"

"Aye love, whatever you bring will be fine." He flashed her a smile before grabbing her hand again and pressing a kiss onto it. Emma leaned down and kissed his forehead before quietly leaving.

When she got back into the car she grabbed her phone and called David letting him know that Killian wasn't feeling well and she was going to stay with him and not to expect her in today. He seemed to take it surprisingly well and told her to take the day off and take care of Killian and if she needed anything to give him a call. She smiled and headed back onto Main Street, she had a few stops to make and she wanted to hurry and get back to Killian.