Remember Me

A few things going into this….1) I only saw the last scene from 3x11 and the promo for 3x12/the spring arch in GIF form thanks to my cable box rebooting and video on demand not allowing me to fast forward to just watch what I missed 2) this is my first piece in this fandom so be gentle I hope you enjoy…..

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She'd been anticipating that it would only be a matter of time before this happened though she was honestly surprised it was HIM. She had fully suspected it to be the father of her child, The Dark One's son to show face in the city and not the pirate. She'd hoped that the rumors were true, that he'd cleaned up his act and that him being there wasn't to play his own cunning games which would be bad…very bad.

Looking across as he exited the building across the street from the window she was standing, Lena Ward, sucked in a deep breath knowing at the bright and early hour of 8:30 AM it was going to be a long day. Slipping on a pair of flats and the blazer that hung by her door, the woman stepped into the crisp air of a New York Autumn eyes locked on the dark clad man who was wallowing in defeat.

"Killian Jones," Lena spoke as she clasped her hands together and let a smile cross her pale pink lips, "To what do I owe the pleasure."

"Excuse me?" The pirate asked taken off guard as he looked at the petite brunette wondering just how she knew who he was when Emma couldn't remember who he was even with the help of True Loves Kiss. Was it possible that he wasn't the only person from the lands of magic to cross back into this realm?

"I'm sorry," she spoke now holding out a hand toward the man's good one, "We haven't formally met though I'm sure you've heard of my name in passing…..Eglantina, Witch of the South at your service."

Watching now as the pirates eyes grew as wide as saucers he shook his head.

"I take it then that you know about the threat in the Enchanted Forest? The threat putting Miss Swan's family in danger."

Nodding the young witch nervously bit her lip.

"That I did which is why I came here to acclimate myself into her life posing as her friend and neighbor in hopes that someone could break the curse and let the Savior remember."

"You mean you can't just flick your wand or brew some kind of potion? "

Shaking her head she flashed the pirate a pout. It was no secret she wished that her magic would break Pan's curse however she wouldn't dare dabble in the dark arts and even if she did she knew that there was a different kind of magic that would be the only cure….a power that was the strongest magic of all…..love.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple you see…"

"Well I tried the whole True Loves Kiss thing and it didn't work…."

Listening as the pirate went on about showing up at the young woman's door elated that he finally found his Swan only to be met with a slap on the cheek and a slammed door instead of a return to his embrace; she knew EXACTALLY what went wrong.

"She doesn't remember you…..your past."

"Don't you think I know that…..that's what I want her to do….. remember."

Shaking her head again she repeated herself.

"She doesn't remember you….your past….your feelings toward one another. You need to make her fall in love with you again."

Letting out a sigh he wondered how he was supposed to do that especially when it was a long and tiring task to win her trust the first time around and it wasn't as if they were on some adventure in close quarters this time around. Letting his mind process all this hoping that he could make the lightning between them strike a second time before it was too late and the Witch of the West wreaked havoc on the lives of Emma's loved ones.

"Why don't we move this conversation to my apartment, if people overhear the subject matter I fear that we'll both be committed and besides people are beginning to stare at you."

Nodding, he knew talking about witches and curses wasn't typical New York conversation. Following his new companion into her apartment he took in a small stack of letters lying on the table by the door… Lena Ward…..obviously she wouldn't be going by Eglantina as the name rang too exotic and it was clear that she'd need to forage some explanation as to her origins.

"Now as I was saying," Lena said pacing the floor her eyes trained on Killian with a wicked grin on her lips, "While the Pirate look definitely suites you it's got to go."

Raising an eyebrow at the Witch's comment he could only imagine what kind of look she had in mind for him as he watched her take a few steps out of the room only to return seconds later with a wand in her hand. A part of him was relieved that she didn't plan on taking him to one of those shops he'd seen on his way toward Emma's however he was at the same time apprehensive on the result. Would he be able to recognize himself? Closing his eyes, he sucked in a deep breath and counted to ten before re-opening them.

The first thing he did was look down at his hands, pleased that he still had his hook before inching his way toward the nearest mirror to check out the rest of his reflection. Gone was his eye liner which was a small sacrifice he supposed as he looked over at the dark jeans and black button down shirt he'd now been wearing.

"Not too shabby there love," he spoke with an approving smile at Lena who smiled back glad that he liked her makeshift makeover.

"I'm glad you approve," Lena said with a smile before slowly shaking her head. "Anyway I'm sorry to have to leave you like this but I have to get to work."

Shrugging back his shoulders he waved his hand and sent her on his way hoping that with this time alone he'd be able to think of ways to win Emma's heart.

TBC

I have a loose idea for this though I want to know if anyone is interested before working on this more.