The air around Emma was thick and suffocating, there appeared to be a mist slowly engulfing her feet and rising up around her. Opening her mouth Emma tried to call out to see if anyone was there but she knew right away she was alone. Looking around in hopes of finding a door or a person dim lights suddenly flickered all around her as they fought to stay on. Like light breezes from the wind, Emma was hit by words said in a whisper.

"Love it's the lark."

"I promise to return with your suitor in one piece Princess Emma."

"I was scared you would die."

Slowly an image came to form under the flickering lights. It was her and Killian but what seemed from a different lifetime. Their clothing seemed like they had come from a BBC production of a Jane Austen novel. Emma smiled as she caught of glimpse of Killian in what appeared to be a Naval uniform and herself in a simple muslin nightgown. They were in a room at night and she was happy to see him even though her cheeks were tear stained. Killian's forehead was pressed against hers. Emma could see his lips moving but not the words. Tip toeing over she watched the beautiful scene play out as it started to fade. She caught Killian's last words "True love lives through death."

"Especially the one with the stone balcony"

On the opposite side of Emma another image appeared it was of a garden she had dreamt of many times before. Once again she saw herself standing there with, Neal. He had the same disgusting sly grin and arrogant demeanor that she knew all too well. Emma ran as she watched her body twitch in disgust as he touched her, trying to imprint his fingerprints in her skin but by the time she reached them, they were gone.

"It's a cinquefoil"

Emma touched the small silver pendant that hung from neck as the danced by her. For as long as she could remember, she had worn the pendant but never knew, or had asked where it came from.

"I heard there was to be a ravaging."

"Emma"

"Killian"

The image of two bodies tangled in sheets appeared before her. Emma could hear their moans and pleas to the other. Not knowing whether to close her eyes or move closer she stood still and watched. There was something familiar about that moment. The more she watched the more she realized it was her and Killian. Suddenly, a wave of emotion hit her as she knew in that moment what it felt like to be with Killian even though she never had.

"I love you"

"I love you"

Not wanting to experience anymore Emma ran through the darkness and the mist. Desperately she needed to find a way out. The images came at her faster. She saw her parents in royal dress, Ruby transforming into a werewolf, Killian and his brother Liam in Naval uniforms, Neal aimlessly talking to her as he vied for her affection and worst of all herself. Multiple images of her life formed as she ran past. Crying and broken when Neal spoke to her, scared as she watched Killian leave her room and happiness as she saw the two of them asleep under her sheets. Emma couldn't take it any longer and collapsed to the ground. The words "As you Wish" blanketing over her as they repeated themselves but they were not strong enough to protect her.

"Let me put it on you."

Through the mist Emma could see the Swan Charm necklace hanging from Neal's hand, but they were back in the garden. The background was different but the necklace was the same. Emma remembered it clearly since she had placed it in a box on top of her dresser. How was this all possible?

"He is a pirate in a military uniform...dead mother...fugitive father...a brother who begged your father to allow him into the navy as a teenager... He's nothing compared to me and you being a smart girl would always choose what's best for her kingdom... I hope you are just as passionate in other activities... Remember how she took pity on you one night because from now on the only name Emma will be calling out is mine...Make no mistake you will be mine."

"STOP IT" Emma screamed as the cruel words bombarded her. Every last word was in Neal's voice.

"Emma" A different voice called to her.

"Killian?" Abruptly Emma got up from the ground and looked around hoping that he was close by.

"Emma" It called to her again.

"Killian, where are you? I can hear you but can't see you?" Believing the voice was in front of her Emma ran towards it.

"Emma" It seemed to be getting closer.

"I'm almost there. Just wait for me." Emma yelled back as she could see the blue of Killian's eyes in the darkness. She was getting closer to him. Killian's hand rose from the mist and extended towards Emma. His fingertips inched toward her. "I can reach you Killian." Emma's fingertips reached out to grab his own. "Almost there."

"Emma" Killian called out as the world Emma was in seemed to crumble around her.

"NO!" She shouted pushing harder to reach him. "KILLIAN!"

Emma shot up in bed as her parents opened the door to her room. It was still dark only moonlight lighting the room. Cool air had filled her room but Emma was dripping with sweat, and strands of hair clung to her face. Her mother pushed the hair out of the way and grabbed her cheeks to make her look in her eyes, but it was of no use. Emma stared at the window and watched the curtains dance. Every fiber of her being hated those curtains because they reminded her of something and now the dream was making her want to rip them down and burn them.

"Emma look at me" Mary Margaret breathed out with panic in her voice.

"Emma please look at your mother. You had another nightmare." David said as he sat on the bed trying to help as best as he could.

"I'm sorry." Emma whispered out as she snapped from her trance like state.

"You have nothing to be sorry for." Mary Margaret pulled her daughter into a hug. "It was another nightmare."

"Emma why were you calling out for Killian?" Her father asked with concern. "Did he hurt you because..."

"Dad no." Emma broke from her mother's hug and looked directly at her father. "It was probably because of something in the nightmare." She wanted so much to tell them everything she saw, but they would think she was crazy. "I don't really remember it, but why else would I call for him."

"I think the stress of school and college is getting to you. Maybe a visit to Dr. Hopper would be good for you." Her mother suggested as she tucked Emma's loose strands of hair behind her ears.

"I don't need to see Dr. Hopper. It's just a little stress." Emma attempted to reassure her parents. "I just need some sleep and I'll be fine."

"But Emma..."

"Mary Margaret let's let her go back to sleep" David said as he got up and grabbed his wife's hand. "We love you and we'll see you in the morning." He kissed the top his daughter's head and with his wife in toe left the room.

Emma laid back down and pulled the covers up trying to find sleep again but it was impossible. The dreams, now nightmares, were coming more frequently. She was unable to stop or escape them, and what frightened her the most about them was the familiarity of the images she saw. More and more, the strange, foreign moments of her dream were beginning to feel more like real memories that she'd only forgotten. Knowing that sleep was her enemy Emma got out of bed and walked to her window. The view from her room was the best in the house. Emma could see the ocean and the docks clearly. The scent of sea salt filled her room on the nights that she kept her window open, which was most nights. She loved the scent as it comforted her and reminded her of Killian. Moving her line of sight to the tiny house by the docks that Killian and his brother Liam lived in, she wondered if Killian was awake. Emma wondered if she consumed his thoughts, or if he craved to feel her skin like she did his. Taking deep breathes Emma was hit by a sudden urge to see Killian. Quickly, she turned from the window and grabbed jeans and a t-shirt from the basket of clothing she needed to fold. She doubted Killian would mind seeing her in ducky pj's but she knew she had to change.

"Where the hell are my keys?" Emma whispered as she searched frantically around her room. "Actually" Remembering the trellis her father had just put on the side of the house for her mother's roses Emma gave up the search for her keys. "Please don't let me kill myself climbing this thing." Emma recited as she climbed out the window and down the trellis.

With a thud Emma's sneakers hit the ground. Before making her way to Killian's, she looked around to make sure her parents hadn't heard her and that there were no late drunks stumbling down her street after a night at the Rabbit Hole who might catch her. In the clear Emma climbed over the tiny white fence and made her way to Killian's house. The streets were quiet and the traffic lights blinked yellow as she briskly walked down them. Storybrooke was eerily quiet, almost if a fairy tale curse had hit the town and she was the only one left. As she neared Neal's house Emma looked up at his room window wanting to make sure that for some odd reason he wasn't standing there waiting to catch her. There appeared to be no movement but a creepy feeling of being watched fell upon her. Emma looked closer at the room's window but no one was there. Feeling uneasy Emma picked up her pace from a brisk walk to a sprint. The faster she ran the harder it was to shake the feeling that someone had been watching her from the Gold house window. She tried to convince herself it was just the fear of being caught and having to explain where she was going, but deep down she knew that was not the cause of her fear.

Finally reaching Killian's house Emma stopped for a moment to catch her breath but it was pointless. Being there had caused her heart to race and become breathless for a new reason. Taking a deep breath Emma walked to the side of the house and to Killian's window. To her surprise it was open. When she had last seen it from her bedroom window it was shut. Silently she climbed through and into the dark room. A small of amount of moonlight had filled the room but only enough to make out shapes. Unsure of what she was really doing, Emma stood there, half tempted to climb back out the window. While she was contemplating her next move, a hand reached out for her. Any normal person would have screamed or at least jerked their hand away, but not Emma. Familiar with the touch of the callous fingers and the sensation it created on her skin, Emma grabbed on the familiar hand as it pulled her in.

"Shouldn't I be the one climbing through your window?" Killian whispered as he wrapped his arms around her.

"That was last lifetime. This time it's my turn." Emma answered, not knowing what possessed her to hint at the dreams she was having.

"So did this happen often last lifetime?" Killian asked as he moved one hand from her waist to sweep the hair off her neck.

"I would say a few times." Emma's answered. "Sometimes it was just to see me and sometimes other things would happen." Slowly her hands slide up Killian's chest and her fingers tangled into his chest hair.

"Did we enjoy the other things?" Killian breathed out against the skin of her neck before pressing his lips into a pulse point. Emma's skin was hot despite the cold night air.

"Yes" Emma moaned out responding not only to Killian's question, but his touch on her skin. She didn't realize how much she needed to feel him on her. It wasn't because she needed to know what he felt like but she needed the familiar feeling. The ones of calm and passion she knew from her dreams. It felt strange for Emma to think of it that way but she didn't care.

"Are you here to kidnap me, take me back to your ship so you can ravage me before asking for a handsome ransom from my brother for a safe return?" Killian teased as his lips hovered over hers. The words seemed so familiar to Emma but it felt if she had said them.

"I'm here to ravage you now, Killian." Emma responded after licking her lips. "If you will have me?" Emma added as she stared at Killian's mouth.

Even through the darkness, Emma could see the little smirk Killian had on his face from her words. Next she felt his fingers bunch the hem of her shirt and the bottom of his palms glide over her skin as Killian moved her t shirt off her body. Feeling a cold breeze push through the room, Emma had remembered in her rush she had forgotten to put a bra on. There she stood almost bare in front of Killian. Not once did she think to cover herself up, in her mind Killian had seen her before even if his expression of awe said otherwise.

"You're…you're so beautiful Emma." The words briefly caught in Killian's throat as his eyes drank in the sight of Emma's body. The moonlight upon her back created and a glow only reserved for the most admired goddesses.

Gently, Killian's fingertips moved across the top of Emma's jeans. He fiddled with the tiny pointed corner of the fly. Killian was excited and scared for what the moment would bring, and he looked into Emma's eyes for reassurance this is what she wanted as well. With a nod, Emma gave Killian the permission of trespass he sought after. Nimbly Killian undid the button and zipper before using the palms of his hands to slide them past Emma's hips. Wanting to be a gentleman got on his knees to follow the jeans on their journey to the floor. When they reached their destination, he lifted Emma's leg to slide the legs off one at time. Emma watched amazed at the amount of care and tenderness Killian was showing her.

Looking up to Emma like a pilgrim worshipping at the feet of his goddess, Killian slid his hands slowly up her thighs prickling her skin and began to remove the simple cotton panties Emma had on. Once removed and feeling worthy of Emma, Killian stood up and once again admired the beauty that stood in front of him. He wanted to speak, tell her how gorgeous she was, but he couldn't find the words that could express a tenth of what Emma deserved to hear. Instead he took Emma's hand and placed it on his heavily beating heart. Every thump telling her a new vow and thought. Feeling the emotions course through her body like rough waters, Emma impatiently pushed down Killian's boxers with her free hand. At that moment Killian was a gift and she needed to tear away at the wrapping to get to the present she had long waited for inside. With the fabric gone and nothing between them, Emma took the lead and moved them to Killian's tiny twin bed.

"You would have anchors on your comforter." Emma teased as positioned herself on Killian's bed. Her eyes wondered around the bed shyly as Killian quickly put on a condom he pulled from his nightstand.

"And I bet you have ducklings on yours." Killian quipped back as he hovered his body above Emma's. She could feel his hard cock throbbing against her thigh, begging for entrance inside of her.

"Nope." Emma breathed out as she lined herself up with Killian. "They are on my pj pants." And with that Emma grabbed the back of Killian's head and brought his lips to hers. Hard, she pressed her lips onto his before invading her tongue into his to taste his.

Lost in the passionate kiss, Killian slowly began to enter Emma. With each push further inside Emma, tiny moans escaped her mouth. Wanting to enjoy every moment and not hurt her he took his time to fully finding his way inside her. Emma's nails dug deeper into his skin the deeper he went. The feeling of pain and pleasure was just too much for her to take and so familiar. Every fiber of her body knew she could handle more because she already had a lifetime ago. Needing all of him, Emma grabbed Killian by the hips and pulled him into her. With that he filled her. Emma's body raised off the bed for a moment as pleasure seeped into her bones. Seizing the opportunity Killian removed himself from the kiss and placed his lips in the valley between Emma's breasts. He kissed every inch of her that he could before her body sank back into the bed.

Craving more of the rise of Emma's body, Killian began to move in and out her. The slickness of her core made it easy for the pace to go from slow and offbeat to perfectly in time with Emma's own rhythm. Like the bow of the violin moving across the strings, Killian's cock scrapped against Emma's inner moans which created the most melodic of sounds as she moaned against his ear. Music so sweet to Killian's ear he yearned for more. Ever so slightly Killian bent his head and carefully placed kisses along Emma's neck, collarbone and chest before reaching the perfect peak of her breast. Killian's mouth covered her nipple as he began to suck on it. The intensity of Emma's pleasure increased, causing her to wrap her legs around him, to steady his thrust as he focused on her breasts. Not wanting to play favorites, Killian moved to the other nipple and began to repeat his earlier actions. Emma could feel the fire build deep in the pit of her stomach but she wasn't ready for it to end. They had all night and she intended on using the night.

"I thought I was here to ravage you." Emma breathless spoke as her tiny frame managed to flip them to where Killian was on his back and she on top.

There was a slight shock and amusement on Killian's face. "By all means Emma take what you want." He replied wanting to see what she had in store for him.

At first Emma was uncertain how to move and where to place her hands but as she closed her eyes she remembered the images of her dreams. Leaning forward Emma kissed the crook of Killian's neck before delicately dragging her teeth across his chest and playfully biting him. A pleasurable hiss escaped Killian's lips as he grabbed a tight hold of Emma's hips. Straightening her back, Emma anchored her hands on Killian's chest and began Killian's descent into madness. Muscle memory suddenly took over and Emma rocked her hips slowly at first. She could see the pleasure in Killian's eyes and feel it in his touch as he pressed his fingers harder against her skin. Uncertain of how she remembered this was what drove him crazy, Emma ground herself harder into him. The short strides of her hips grew longer in length with every movement of her hips.

"Emma." Killian moaned under his breath as he watched Emma.

The sound of her name stumbling out Killian's mouth ignited the fire building in the pit of her stomach. There was something about the deep raspy sound of his voice that made Emma want to ride him harder to make him speak again. Emma closed her eyes again and thought back to an image she had once seen of her and Killian together. Placing her a hand on each of Killian's thighs, Emma leaned backwards and arched her back. Again she took her time finding the back and forth rhythm that pleased them both. The feel of Killian's cock inside her fueled the orgasm that seemed to be instantly building. Emma moved faster and more erratically. Desperately she needed to feel that wave of pleasure come over her body and it was granted to her the moment Killian's rough thumb feverishly rubbed the tiny bundle of nerves.

"Killian" Emma yelled through her teeth that clamped down on her bottom lip.

Emma's spent and sweaty body fell forward onto Killian's chest. The thumping of Killian's heart pounded in Emma's ears. Each beat played a familiar lullaby Emma swore she had heard before. She could stay in the moment forever and not care. Killian pressed a kiss into the top of her head and swept strands of hair off her back. His calloused fingertips glided across her skin like the cool breeze Emma had just noticed in the room.

"Don't think that is the end of it. You still need yours." Emma said through her wolfish grin as she popped her head off Killian's chest.

"Oh do I need now love" Killian responded gleefully.

"Yes I need to still ravage you. That was just me teasing you on what I, we can do tonight." Emma teased as she whispered into Killian's ear.

"Then by all means my princess ravage me for real this time." Killian breathe as he flipped Emma on her back.

"I don't think I can while you're on top of me." The words were drizzled with a slight laughter as Emma spoke them.

"Oh what a pity. I may need to ravage you." There was a lustful tone in Killian's voice. Emma could feel the hard tip of his cock making its way into her.

"That's not how….Oh god Killian….this works….yes like that." Emma stuttered as Killian slide his cock in and out of her.

The pleasure from Killian inside Emma was nothing new in her mind. This was just another encounter to the long list that had already happened. Emma was familiar with the stretch his cock caused while deep inside her and the dragging against her walls when he pulled out slowly to drive her mad. Muscle memory took over and Emma began to dig her nails into the middle of Killian's back. Just like the countless times in Emma's dreams, Killian moaned out the words bloody hell. Not knowing whether to laugh or fear the familiarity of it all, Emma bit her bottom lip so she could say nothing. She didn't want to ruin in the moment or scare Killian with the crazy images of them in an oversized bed and crispy cotton sheets in a distant land swirling through her head as he thrust inside her and filled her with pleasure. Emma moved her hands up into Killian's hair and entangled her fingers with the hair at the nape of his neck. With a gentle pull she lowered his ear down to her lips.

"You know what I like" Emma whispered into his ear before she could stop herself.

"As the princess commands." Killian responded firmly to the command.

With his left hand he slid it under Emma's lower back, slightly raising her ass off the bed. Then his right hand found Emma's nimble fingers and interwove his with hers. Emma could do nothing more but watch him intently. Somehow Killian remembered the night he snuck into her room, the night she told him to never leave her. An intense urge came over Emma and with all her strength she pushed her body off the bed and slammed her lips into Killian's. Her tongue not waiting for admission she seized his with her own. Lust and passion filled the kiss as Emma deepened it. There was a fire burning not only in the kiss but in depths of her belly.

"Now harder" Emma demanded and she broke the kiss.

As Emma's body found the softness of Killian's bed, like a man worshipping his goddess, Killian did as she wanted. Pulling all but the tip out Killian with a smirk on his face slowly pushed every last inch of his cock into Emma until he could not tell where he ended and she began.

"Is this what you wanted?" Killian asked knowing full well it was.

No more words were exchanged after that moment. Doing as he was told Killian began to thrust into Emma with such a force that his bed began to sift. He was thankful that Liam was not home because he would have surely heard the bed scraping the floor and Emma screaming Killian's name at the top of her lungs. How he loved hearing her call out for him.

Wanting to hear this name pleasurably screamed from Emma's mouth, Killian had an idea. Slowly he slid out of Emma and moved further down the bed. Killian caught a glimpse of Emma's face. There was a mix of confusion and excitement written all over it. Not wanting to give too much away Killian smirked and lowered his mouth onto a different set of lips. Killian wasted no time putting his tongue to good use. First darting his tongue to tickle the small bundle of nerves before pushing his tongue further into her warm center. Like a boy licking frosting off his birthday cake, Killian curled his tongue and lapped the juice that flowed from Emma. Suddenly, he felt a hand gripping at his hair and pulling with slight force. Killian looked up and could see Emma biting her lip so he began to sucking gently on her clit. The simple action made Emma dig her heels into the bed and push Killian's mouth harder into her. Killian knew if he continued he would make Emma cum into his mouth but it was not what he wanted. Abruptly Killian stopped and with one swift movement of his body, he moved back on top of Emma. Having Emma's full attention Killian licked his lips and thrust himself back into Emma. Killian could feel Emma's body ready for its well deserved release and he would give it to her.

Killian slid in and out of Emma, each time a little harder and deeper. The cheap bed moved further away from the wall with every movement. Throbbing inside of Emma as her walls clenched around his cock tighter and tighter, Killian could now feel that at any moment he would burst. Wanting to see Emma's orgasm, Killian locked eyes with her and pushed his cock inside her in such an angle he was able to reach the spot deep inside her that made her body melt. Within moments Emma arched her back in profound pleasure and screamed Killian's name into the night air. Following suit he held onto her hip as his own orgasm followed and poured into her.

"I love you Emma Swan." Killian professed as her collapsed his tired body next to her.

"I love you Killian Jones." Emma replied trying to catch her breath.

The two lay there in silence trying to breathe and think. Heavy panting echoed the room. Feeling the breeze make its way into the room Killian grabbed the blanket somehow still attached to the end of the bed and pulled it up towards them. Emma snuggled in closer and fit her body into his. Emma knew she could only lay there a few minutes before needing to leave or she would fall asleep and risk both of them getting in trouble. Killian pulled her in closer and pushed the hair off her neck to kiss the tiniest freckle he could spot on her skin. Both could have lived in that bed forever. There would be no worries of family or boyfriends, of crazy dreams and an even crazier reality. Time would stand still for them for just one night if they begged hard enough.

"Never leave me" Emma murmured half asleep.

"Never." Killian whispered as pulled her tighter.

"I need you, always." Became Emma's last words as she drifted off into sleep.

"And I you." Became Killian's before he went to meet her in his dreams.