Summary: In the wake of his crumbling marriage, Killian Jones turns to his best friend Emma Swan for help. Even though Emma had just ended a two year long relationship she is more than happy to welcome Killian and Nate, his eleven month old son, into her home. What neither of them expect is to learn how to love again through each other.
A/N: Thank you so much for all of the positive response to this fic! It makes me so happy knowing that you all are enjoying this story! Quick warning: I go back to work this week and am dealing with some personal stuff with my son that might affect next week’s update. Hopefully, it won’t but I wanted to be transparent just in case.
Also, I realize that some of you want things to speed up between Killian and Emma, but I like to write things realistically and let’s face it, you do not just “get over” someone you believed you would be with for the rest of your life. Killian and Emma will get there, just not weeks after his divorce.
As always, thanks to o-u-a-timer and the-lady-of-misthaven for looking this over. This fic is what it is because of you two.
Disclaimer: I do not own OUAT and/or its characters.
The water lapped against the side of the boat and Killian closed his eyelids tightly. The air around him felt heavy, heavy and suffocating, just like pain he felt in his heart. Bracing his arms on the rail of the ship, he leaned forward and inhaled deeply causing the smell of salt to permeate his nose. The wind picked up suddenly, the gentle blow causing his dark locks to dance wildly atop his head and he raised his hand to pat them back down.
He needed a haircut. He’d neglected getting one for far too long.
Exhaling slowly, he tried not to think about why he hadn’t gotten his hair cut in months. Instead, he focused on the way the boat swayed beneath his feet, the way the sun warmed his cheeks, and the silence that surrounded him.
It All Starts With a Dance 