This a story based on a prompt oncertwice sent me on tumblr.

Emma was following Mary Margaret, her boss, who was leading through the very coloured hallways of the daycare. It was her first day, and she was feeling kind of nervous starting in a new daycare, and everything that came with it. New co-workers, new boss, new kids who are without a doubt test her and of course new parents from which she will have to work hard to gain their confidence.

Her new boss was leading her to the local in which she was going to work with her group of 4 years old. She had informed during her interview that in the daycare they had two groups in each local, with two educators, one for each group.

She entered the very vast and big local filled with tiny furniture, and toys, the walls decorated with the drawings and art craft from the kids.

"This going to be your local, here's where you can store your things." She told her as she pointed at this cabinet that was above a small closet, with an image of a kid putting away his sleeping mat.

"Do you have any questions before I leave you to it?"

"Yes, I do. What is the name of the other educator I'm going to work with?" She asked wanting to be prepare for when her new colleague would arrive.

The brunette was about to respond to her question when the intercom at the other side of the room buzzed, the secretary's voice resonating in the room, informing her boss that one parent needed to speak with her and that it was an urgent matter.

"I'm so sorry but I need to go. Good luck." She told her before leaving the room.

Shortly after the first kid of her group arrived with her mother. The kid was obviously reluctant on coming in seeing a complete stranger. She did her best to reassure the little boy named Justin as she went to greet the mother, introducing herself.

The next half hour went on like that as the kids came in with their parents, some of them shy, some of them intrigued by her presence, and she quickly gained the affection of some kids as she made them laugh with some funny comments and silly faces.

There was this particular little girl who was quickly infatuated with her, the little Olivia, and was sitting on her lap when she heard the door open of the local creak. Probably another parent, she thought as she was preparing herself to deposit the Olivia down, and get up to present herself to the parent.

She only got time to see a flash of dark brown hair when all of the kids got up and screamed 'Killian' as they ran to hug the man entering the room, as he greeted all of the kids with their respective name.

Emma stood in the middle of the room, completely struck by the appearance of this man. His lean frame covered with a simple grey T-shirt, a scruff adorning his face and defining his jawline, and probably one of the most amazing smiles she have ever came across on.

The children finally let him go as he raised his head in her direction and walked towards her. Emma felt stuck not knowing what to do, still shocked by his attractiveness.

He raised his hand forward as he went in for a handshake as the kids went back to play with their toys

"I'm Killian, you must be Emma." He introduced himself toward as she heard his lilted accent, clearly turning her hormones upside down. Realising that she had her mouth open, she closed it shut and cursed inwardly for letting herself look like a fool in front of him.

"Nice to meet you, are you a parent?" She managed to say, her question making him chuckle creating another turmoil inside her.

"No, I'm the one with whom you are going to share this local and group." He answered with a smirk.

Fuck, I'm in deep trouble.

Was the first thing she thought.

It was suppose to be a one-shot, but I received messages asking for a sequel. So there will be more, and the chapters will be more or less this length so it's going to be sort and sweet!

I hope you enjoyed this first part, and my PM is always open if you want to drop by and say hi, or ask for prompts. You can also visit my blog on tumblr (killians-dashingrescue).

Until next time!