Hey,
Have recently just started watching this show and have quickly become obsessed with it! Here's my first stab at a fic for Emma & hook!
Hope you enjoy the first Chapter! :)
Chapter One - Storm's
Emma leaned over the side of the ship, taking in the beauty of the almost black sea. She had to admit she found the cool air and the sound of the sea calming. She sighed to herself, she couldn't stay calm for long as the guilt and worry over Henry being kidnapped and taken to Neverland began to consume her once more. It was late and everyone was below deck in the cabins getting some rest. Other than her, there was only Hook and David on deck they both engrossed what looked like a deep conversation. She sighed again and then lowered her head into her hands that rested on the side of the ship.
"Everything okay there, Swan?" Hook's soft voice came from behind her and she immediately lifted her head, she didn't want anyone to see her feeling vulnerable.
"Fine, I was just thinking about Henry." She didn't look at him, instead she looked out towards the never ending sea.
A moment passed and she felt his presence stop beside her this time, sliding his arms over the side of the ship, she felt the soft leather of his coat brush past her arms and she felt the goose bumps shoot up her arms, still she didn't turn to look at him.
"I wouldn't worry lass, He'll soon be in your arms again." Emma's heart tugged at the soft sound of his voice, was he trying to comfort her?
"How long before we get to the island?"
"A day at the most, its straight sailing from here love. Emma continued to stare out to the sea, when she heard Mary Margaret's voice behind her.
"Emma?" She spoke softly and Emma turned to face her.
"How are you feeling?" Mary Margaret looked at her full of concern. Emma shook her head trying to fight the tears that were starting to come to the surface.
"I should never have broken the curse, I should've just taken Henry and left."
"You're right, then you would be together. It haunts me every day that we had to let you go Emma, but were here now, we're going to get our family back." "How can you be so infuriatingly optimistic?"Emma was yelling now and David approached standing behind his wife.
He tried to calm the situation down. "It's who we are." He told her.
"And what good has come from that, you say that good always wins, but i lost Henry, and Neal and countless other people." Emma continued to shout.
"Emma the minute I let go of the belief that things will get better is the minute that I know I won't, We will get him back." Mary Margaret stated.
It was then that Gold's voice interrupted their heated argument. "No You won't." He simply stated. Emma spun round to face but it was Hook that spoke first. "Oh, that's a great use of our time. A wardrobe change." He mocked. "I'm going to get Henry." Gold ignored Hook's comment.
"What? Why are you doing this?" Emma shouted at him.
"Because I will succeed." He simply smirked at her, and Emma could feel her blood boiling.
"What makes you think that I will fail?"
"Well, how could you not? You don't believe in your parents, or in magic, or even in yourself. When have you ever taken a real leap of faith?" Gold continued to piss her.
"I'll do whatever it takes." Emma spat back at him.
"Sorry dearie, our foe is to fearsome for hand holding, Neverland is a place where the imagination runs wild, and sadly yours doesn't."
Before she had the chance to answer back, he spun his cane and as it fell to the floor he was gone. Emma stepped forward slamming her hand against the side of the ship. "Shit." She yelled. She wasn't sure how much of this she was able to take, she was seriously pissed off, Gold's words had hit some truth and she didn't like it, she needed to cool down, before she punched something or someone. With a deep sigh she stalked off and went below deck into one of the cabins.
Taking a couple of deep breaths she knew she needed to calm down, getting all worked up would not help Henry. She took advantage of a bar that went across the ceiling and started do some pull ups, she had to work her anger out on something. Sometime had passed and she was still at the push ups, she was breathing heavy now and was starting to fell her anger leave her, she was glad that no one had followed her below.
She had needed the time to think and be alone. But she as she thought it she heard the door behind her open and knew someone had entered. She paused briefly. "Don't stop on my account love." Came Hook's voice.
"Wouldn't think of it." She continued her push ups, hoping he would take the hint and leave her be.
"What are you doing?" He asked her.
"I'm venting my anger issues." She simply stated.
"Well you should of said love, I'm sure I could provide a more pleasurable way of assisting you with that." He purred behind her, she gave a slight smirk knowing that he couldn't see her face, when she didn't acknowledge him he spoke again. "Don't let Rumplestiltskin get you down, love."
Emma stopped her push ups and landed her feet on the ground, she spun round to face him.
" What do you want?" She sighed and took a seat on one of the benches.
"To give you something." He smiled at her and Emma raised an eyebrow at him hopping this wasn't another one of his innuendos. But he surprised her by holding up a key. She watched him as he opened a chest that lay on the floor and removed a sword. He gently passed it to her.
"This was Baelfire's, he and I once spent a lot of time together, I think you should take it." He tone was all serious now, she smiled never seeing this side of him before.
"I didn't realize you were sentimental." She almost whispered looking over the sword.
"I'm Not, I just thought you could use it where we're going. You most definitely need it." She looked up as he stood over her offering her a small glass that he had filled with what she assumed was rum, she gratefully accepted and Hook took a seat opposite her.
"To Baelfire." Hook raised his own glass.
"To Neal." Emma smiled and they clinked glasses.
They were silent for a few moments before she finally spoke. "How long was he with you?"
"Long enough for me to know that I miss him too." He spoke softly and she could see the pain behind his eyes, she believed that he had truly cared for Neal, and he too was grieving the loss off him.
"Why did you come back?" Emma asked curious, "Back to Storybrooke, you had the bean and was as good as gone."
"Maybe I didn't want to see your little town get blown up." He smirked at her.
"The truth, Hook." She had always been able to sense when someone was lying to her, but it was more than that with him, she seemed to be able to see straight through his humour, he used it to mask his emotions to protect himself.
"Maybe, I didn't want to be the villain anymore, maybe I'm ready for my happy ending." The smirk had disappeared and he was being deadly serious now. "Does that mean you're done with your revenge plot against Gold?"
"Aye, it would seem so."
"Why the change of heart?" Emma couldn't help herself she found herself wanting to know about this pirate.
"Revenge is not a beginning, it's an end. I realised what would be the point in achieving my revenge if it cost me my life." He paused and leaned in towards her, he face was so close to hers and his eyes bore into hers, "What would be the point if I wasn't able to move on after, if I let revenge consume me, that's all I would ever be."
He leaned closer and with his hook he pushed away some hair from the side of her face, the gentle contact with cold metal sent a shiver down her back. She quickly turned away trying to ignore his deep blue gaze. She was suddenly glad when a load crashing noise from above grabbed both their attentions.
"What was that?" Emma panicked.
"Sounds like a storms brewing, lass."
They both made their way onto the deck, and Emma was shocked at how bad the weather had gotten, had she really been below deck s long, it was chucking it down causing the deck to be sloppy, there was lightening in the sky, and the boat itself began to viciously rock from side to side due to the violent crashing of the waves. Hook had managed to get to the helm of the boat and started to steer the ship the best he could against the winds. David was behind tugging hard on some ropes that controlled the sails. Emma looked round panicked, she wanted to help but she was unsure of where to start she had never been on a boat this size before. She spun round looking for Mary Margaret and Regina who where both holding on the side of the ship, trying to keep themselves up right. "Don't worry, I've our run many a storm." Hook's voice bellowed across the ship, Emma turned to face him, and she had to admit she was impressed that he was able to control a ship of this size with just one hand. She ran over toward him and the helm, and grabbed the wheel helping him turn it, so they could get out of the storms eye. It was proving extremely difficult and it seemed that they were battling with the storm for ages, when the ship started taking on water. She and Hook were really beginning to struggle to control the ship. Emma attention snapped towards Mary Margret and Regina who were now in a full blown argument, that seemed to be getting more heated by the minute. Emma cursed when she saw Mary Margaret punch Regina in the face, she heard David shouting something but it was drowned out by the lightning strikes, Regina then in turn throw a punch back at Mary Margaret, which caused them both into a full blown fight. Emma let go of the wheel and ran towards where the fight had broken out, when she saw the pulley weakened by the lightning snap and go sailing towards Mary Margaret, Emma on instinct leapt forward pushing Mary Margaret to the floor and out of the way but she herself wasn't so lucky as it hit her in the side of the head knocking her over the side of the ship she fell into the cold crashing waves and everything went black.
The next thing she remembered she was coughing up salty sea water as she laid on the deck of the Jolly Roger, she could her name being called. She could feel Mary Margaret arms wrapped round her, as she looked up that last thing she remembered seeing were some ocean coloured eyes burning into hers, before everything turned black again.
She rolled over feeling groggy, she was laid down on something soft and wrapped in a blanket, but she still felt cold and wet. Then she remembered she had fallen overboard. She sat up, but it must of been too fast as the room started spinning and her head throbbed.
"Easy love, you need to take it easy there." She looked up and found Hook staring down at her, she looked round the room. She seemed to be in one of the cabins, laid on a double bunker.
"Where am I?" She spoke but her voice cracked.
"My quarters, nothing but the best for you lass." He smirked at her and she gulped. She was laying in Captain Hook's bed. She swung her legs over the side and was about to attempt to stand.
"You need to stay where you and rest."
"I can't, I have to find Henry." Emma argued.
"There's nothing you can do, till we reach the shore. Until then you stay in bed." Hook commanded and Emma found herself sighing, knowing what he said was true, she would need her rest for when they arrived at Neverland.
"I'm all wet." She grunted looking down at her still wet clothes.
"Aye Lass. When I imagined you in my bed and all wet, it was under very different circumstances." He smirked and raised an eyebrow at her, Emma couldn't help the laugh that escaped from her.
"Do you ever stop?" She shook her head.
"And risk disappointing you." He winked back at her and she rolled her eyes at him, he turned and opened closet and through her a black shirt.
"Here, put that on while the rest of your stuff dry, and get back into bed." He stood over her watching her.
"Are you going to give me some privacy?" This time it was her turn to raise her eyebrows.
"Of course love, I'm always a gentleman." Their eyes locked and she felt that now familiar shiver trail down her back. Almost as if he sensed it, he gave her a smirk, a smirk that made her stomach know and worry what would come next.
