Modern AU where Emma is a Boston police detective and Killian is firefighter. They both get called to a fire in progress but it ends up being a false alarm, however there can be no denying the sparks between them. Includes fluff and my usual attempts at humor as well as a touch of fake-dating and meddling friends. Inspired by the song ‘False Alarm’ by Motoma and Becky Hill. Rated M for future chapters.
Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight ; On Fanfiction Here.
A/N: Hey everyone! So I am back with another chapter of False Alarms and this one brings the proposal and a tie back to the first chapter of this story. I know it’s been a long time since I updated, but I hope you’ll all forgive me when you see the fluff this chapter is bringing. We’re jumping a bit ahead into the future to make a proposal happen, but I can promise you all my usual cuteness (which is just what I need after the feels of the finale). Hope you enjoy and thanks for reading!
A few months after revealing their relationship to Emma’s parents and cementing to the world and to each other than this thing between them was real, Killian and Emma found themselves as happily situated as two people in love could be.
Throughout the time they’d been together every day brought something new and wonderful, and even the worst days, like the ones with a particularly bad run at the fire house or where Emma was working a tiresome or strenuous case, were ones that Killian was grateful for. All of this time they had together was a gift, and though time wasn’t always on their side, there did come moments when everything aligned in just the right way to give the two of them a chance at a slightly more normal feeling relationship.
One such opportunity came this particular weekend when despite their usually fluctuating schedules both Emma and Killian managed to get a consecutive three days off with no interruptions and no other plans. It was a true rarity to be sure, but one that both Killian and Emma planned to soak in fully, and though the early autumn weather had brought rain last night to start their small reprieve from the rest of the world, today was brighter. This morning had brought that quintessential crisp fall air with just a touch of chill to it that could only be fought off by a warm sweater and time spent in the sun, and in the light of a new day the leaves were even more colorful than they had been before, as if one single night had transformed the world from a summer green oasis to a harvest colored utopia.