Runaway- CaptainSwan AU

• Chapter 29 •

David, we can't!

We have to.

We love you, Emma...

Her eyes flew open to the sound of the alarm she had set for school. The same dream she'd been having on and off for as long as she could remember echoed in her mind. She never saw faces. Only words from distorted voices. Emma always wondered why she had the dream so often. She couldn't tell whether it was a memory that her subconscious seemingly held on to or something of her own manifestation.

It was too early in the morning to be thinking, and yet her brain became a thesaurus as it registered all the ways to complain about how cold she was. A shiver ran up her spine as she sat up, rubbing her eyes tiredly. Out of the corner of her eye, Emma spotted her window, slightly open, and letting in a cold, late-January breeze.

I'm so done with this weather, Emma thought resentfully.

Why was she awake again? It was the damn weekend. There was no reason not to be sleeping. She had been in the most perfect, comfortable position, too...

Stupid alarm. Stupid phone that I don't know how to use.

Finally managing to shut off the relentless beeping, Emma flopped back with a groan. There was no way she'd manage to go back to sleep now.

"Damn it," she whispered to herself, getting up. Six am on a Sunday and she was up and ready for the day.

Great.

Killian, she thought. He'd definitely be awake. Part of his perfection in school had a little something to do with his love for routine. Even on the weekends, he'd get up early as if he had school that day, just to maintain his routine. Emma, on the other hand, was exactly the opposite. She had just about fifteen alarms set to wake her up just in time to practically run to school. Most times she'd even sleep through them and Killian would wake her up. Weekends were her bliss. She'd sleep till noon if Killian would let her.

Unfortunately, since she was still figuring out all the details of how her phone worked, there were rare occasions like this one where she'd find herself wide awake far too early for her taste.

After freshening up and tying her hair back from her face, Emma quietly walked down the hall to Killian's room. The handle was cold to the touch as she rested her hand on it hesitantly. She wondered whether or not this was a good idea...

Emma shook herself out of her doubts. Killian's voice even echoed in her mind, assuring her out of her old habits that she didn't need permission for everything. He wouldn't get annoyed at her, she assured herself. Slowly, she pushed the handle down, cringing as it squeaked.

In his room, Killian looked up from his book in confusion. It was much too early for Emma to be up. Was it his mother? He furrowed his brows, waiting for whoever it was to reveal them-self. Just then, Emma finally pushed the door open enough for Killian to see her face. A pleasantly surprised smile immediately spread across his face as he took her in.

"Love? What are you doing up so early? You're not one to wake before dinner on a weekend," Killian joked. Emma rolled her eyes playfully with a smile.

"My stupid alarm. I forgot to shut it off for the weekend," Emma replied, closing the door behind her. "I figured you'd be awake."

Of course he was awake. He was Killian.

Killian bit his lip to suppress the little party of joy that suddenly filled his chest. Just... just the fact that she knew he'd be up. Something about that, it made his heart flutter. A blush flushed to his cheek as Emma came over to his bed, climbing under the covers to sit next to him.