Here's Killian and Emma in my version of The Proposal! I hope y'all enjoy!

Emma groaned as she pushed the door open to the office. Her morning had already been terrible; her alarm didn't go off so she got up late, then after she picked up her coffee, some idiot almost hit her and it spilled down the front of her shirt.

"Hey, Emma. I have a message for Killian can you give it to him?" Ruby asked as Emma passed her desk.

Emma stopped, and forced a smile at her friend. "Yeah, Rubes. Give it to me." She sighed.

Killian was Emma's partner, and typically a pain her ass. He was cocky, and overly flirtatious.

"Thanks, it's from an attorney. Seems important. Rough morning, Em?" Ruby asked, looking at her friend.

Emma nodded. "My alarm didn't go off, some idiot almost ran into me and I spilled my coffee all over me. Hopefully Killian finished what I needed him to, and did it well or this day is going to get even worse." She ran her fingers back through her long blonde hair.

"Well, at least you get to go see your parents and brother this weekend.. I know they're excited to see you." Ruby smiled.

Emma nodded. "I know, I barely go home because I don't exactly trust Killian to complete the work on his own. And it's still hard for me.. But I promised, my little brother only turns sixteen once, and he begged for days to get me home.."

At that moment Killian Jones strolled into the office, looking at something on his phone and ran straight into Emma.

"Damn it, Jones. Watch where you're going." She snapped. "And you're late. Here's a message for you, but there's no time now. Let's go, I'm leaving town in the morning, and you know we need this done before I go."

Killian just smirked at her, and took the sticky note with a name and number scrawled on it. "We'll finish in time, Love. Don't worry about it." He took in her appearance. "Bloody hell, rough morning, Swan?"

She sighed. "Yes, I've got coffee down my shirt. Let's go, Jones. My office. Five minutes. Those contracts aren't going to write themselves." Emma stalked to her office, not checking to make sure he was following.

He made a stop in his office and brought his laptop back with him. "Alright, so we've got all of the arrangements with the client, we've just got to formalize it, and I'll make sure it gets signed and everything tomorrow."

She nodded. "I know. Ruby said that message seemed urgent, I'd look at it." She motioned at it.

"Bloody hell." He muttered, as the name registered in his brain. "I've got to call my immigration lawyer.. Can you handle this for a few minutes?"

Emma looked up from her computer. "Wait, immigration. Are you getting deported? You can't get deported. I need you." She blurted out. "I mean.. I don't like working with you, but you're at least not a complete idiot like some others." She quickly tried to correct herself.

Killian ran his fingers through his hair. "I believe they said there's an issue with my Visa application. I've got to talk to my lawyer and see what I can do. This is my brother's company, and we're headquartered in the States. I can't leave it'll look really bad for him."

Emma nodded. "Go on, call him, Killian. I know Liam wouldn't be happy if you got kicked out of the country."

Killian pulled out his phone and dialed his lawyer's number. He paced around Emma's office as he talked.

"Apparently my application was denied, and I'm being deported. Soon. Will you come with me to talk to Liam? He's less of a ponce when you're around." He ran his fingers through his hair.

Emma sighed. "We don't have time for this, but fine. We need him to sign off on the contracts anyway." She grabbed her papers and followed him down the hall to his brother's office.

Killian knocked with his prosthetic hand, as he opened the door with his good hand. "Liam, I've got to talk to you about something."

Liam Jones eyed his younger brother wearily. "Is this about your Visa application being denied, Little Brother?"

Killian scratched behind his ear. "So you know about that?"

"Since we have the same immigration lawyer, yes. I talked to him this morning. Look, I hate to do this, but you've got to go if they tell you to, Killian. If you put up a fight it will look bad for us, and the company." Liam leaned back in his chair.

Emma was standing by the door awkwardly. "Um.. Liam, can you sign these? Killian and I are almost done with the newest client's account. But I'm leaving town tomorrow, and if Killian isn't going to be able to work, we've got an issue."

Liam nodded and took the papers. "I know, Lass. I'll see what I can do.. My brother is going to have to be gone for a while before he can get another Visa. I'll have to find you someone else for you to work with."

Killian locked eyes with Emma. He silently begged her to play along with what he was about to say. "Wait, Liam.. There's something that could keep me in the States.. It's just a matter of finally coming clean."

Emma glared at him from over Liam's shoulder. Liam looked up at him.

"And what is that, Killian? Your application was denied, there's very little we can do0."

Killian nodded. "Well.. Emma and I are dating, and we're engaged, actually."

Emma bit her lip, knowing she had to agree, and moved towards Killian, taking his offered hand. "Uh.. Yeah, we are."

Liam looked between the two of them skeptically. He knew Killian liked Emma, he had since he hired Emma to work for them. "Why didn't you tell me you were together? I'm your brother.."

"Exactly. I'm your brother, and I had to work my arse off to convince people that I deserved my position. I didn't want people to think that Emma slept her way to her job.. She's too bloody brilliant for that."

Emma sighed and squeezed Killian's hand as tightly as she could. "Look, Liam.. I know this seems ridiculous, and sudden.. But I like Killian, and we're going to get married.. We need to get down to Immigration, and apply for a fiance visa. I'm going to ask Ruby to finish up the admin work for this account.. She should be able to, she's more qualified than to just be answering phones."

Liam nodded. "Fine, she can do it for you. What are you going to do about this weekend, Emma is leaving town?"

"We don't know yet.. Since you know, I might be going with her.. I'll call you later, Liam. Thank you for understanding about Emma and I." Killian said softly.

Liam sighed. "I'll talk to you later. Go see if you can get this sorted."

Emma turned and left Liam's office as quickly as she could. She dragged Killian to her office. "Seriously, Jones?! We're getting married?" She growled when her door was closed.

"I know, Swan.. I'm sorry, but it's all I could think of, and it's not that much of a stretch. We spend all of our time together. I think we can pull it off." Killian looked at her, his eyes pleading for her to agree.

"You owe me big time if I do this, Killian. I don't know what just yet, but when I do, you'll do whatever it is. No complaints." She crossed her arms, and glared at him. "Got it?"

Killian nodded. "Anything you ask. I promise. I can't get sent back to Ireland, there's nothing there for me." He said softly.

Killian had not been to Ireland since his relationship with Milah ended, and his naval career ended in an awful accident, costing him his hand.

Emma sighed. "You're lucky I like working here. But, if we're going to Immigration I can't be wearing a shirt covered in coffee."

"I have an extra of mine in my office, we don't exactly have time to go across town to your apartment.. But if that's what it takes to get you to do this, Love, we can."

Emma sighed. "Just give me yours, I'll make it work. We need to get this over with so we can get back to work."

Killian smiled a little. "Thank you for this, Emma. It really does mean a lot to me." He gave her a hug, and went to get the shirt.

Emma changed and they went to the Immigration two of them waited in line, and Killian provided the needed paperwork. They were directed to someone's office, and they sat down. Emma was nervously playing with her hands, she hated that she was about to do this. For Killian Jones.

Killian watched her. "It's going to be alright, we may not typically get along, but we work together, and know each other pretty well. This will work." He reached for her hand. "Trust me?"

She looked over at him and sighed. "Whatever, Killian."

The Immigration officer, Arthur King, came in and sat down at his desk. "So, Mr. Jones. Your visa extension was denied, but now you're here to tell me that you're getting married? You know if you're lying to me you'll still get sent back to Ireland. And you, young lady, you'll be fined $250,000 and be sent to jail for up to five years. So if you're lying you better come clean now."

Killian nodded and Emma shook her head. "Look, Sir. Killian and I are engaged. I don't know why his extension was denied, but I don't want him to get kicked out of the country." Emma said taking Killian's good hand and lacing her fingers with his.

Killian smiled a little at her. "Emma and I are in love. And we're happy."

He still seemed skeptical. "What about your families? Do they know about you?"

Killian nodded. "We told my brother this morning.. And he was supportive. He knew I liked her, but I hadn't told him I actually acted on my feelings. And Emma's family well.. Um, we're going to tell them this weekend. Her brother's birthday."

Emma nodded. "Yes, we're going to my parents' this weekend... My brother is turning sixteen, and begged me to come home.."

Mr. King nodded. "And where is home?"

"My parents live in a little town called Storybrooke. In Maine." Emma said softly.

"Storybrooke, Maine." He made a note on his paper. "Well, on Monday you need to be in my office, and I'm going to interview you both, talk to some of your co-workers, call family members, friends. And if your answers don't match up, you're both in serious trouble." He smiled at them. "I'll see you Monday at ten."

Killian stood and helped Emma from the chair. "Thank you. See you Monday." He nodded.

He held Emma's hand until they were outside the building. "Thank you for this, Love. I'll pay for my own ticket, and I'll get you bumped to first class for the flight. And anything else you need me to get."

She crossed her arms. "We don't have to sit in first class, but you are paying for your own ticket. And you have to ask me to marry you." She smirked. "Right here, right now."

Killian smiled a little. "Here? In the middle of the sidewalk?"

She nodded. "Yep, right here, Jones. Now or nothing."

Killian nodded and got down on one knee in front of her. "The lovely, beautiful, Emma Swan. Will you please marry me?" He looked up at her.

She watched him, and nodded. "Yeah, sure whatever. I'll marry you. Now get up, you look ridiculous." She laughed softly. "I'll email you my flight details so you can get a ticket. See you in the morning, Jones. I've got to finish that contract. I'll send it to you in a couple hours for you to get it to the client."

Killian nodded. "Got it, Swan. I'll see you tomorrow. Thank you again."

Thanks for reading! I should have another chapter up soon. Let me know if y'all like it!