I ship SleepingHook so much. I realise that they will probably never be canon but hey, a girl can dream!

Dedicated to Amaye who ships them like I do.


"Phillip...Phillip..." My voice whispered the name of my true love. The one who had awoken me from my sleeping curse. The one who I loved. The one who had lost his soul. I opened my eyes, sighing at the sight. I was still here, in the hold of the Jolly Roger. I had been taken by Cora again, my heart back in her possession, something that the captain of this ship had taken from me once again. Muffled voices came from above me, which unsettled me. The sound of soft thumping came closer to the door that held here. That could only mean one thing...We had arrived at this 'Storybrooke' that Cora had mentioned on more than one occasion.

I lifted my head as the sound of the thumping came closer to me, only to see the pirate grinning towards me. "Good evening, princess. No crying this time?" He questioned, leaning against the side of the room, playing with the hook which had as replacement for his left hand. I didn't speak a reply, as the words in my head were far too insulting to be spoken of by a princess. Instead, I just threw him a glare hoping that it would deter him from speaking again. However, it just made him laugh. Noticing how he had begun to step closer to me, I looked around, trying to find an escape. My right hand was handcuffed to the hold, so running was out of the question. He leaned down, placing his hook under my chin to lift my head. The metal was cool against my skin and it brewed fear inside my head. If Phillip were here, he'd know what to do.

"Oh, come on Princess. Speak to me." Hook requested, moving his hook from my chin to the handcuff that held me. With one quick swoop, a spark flew as he used his good hand to remove the thick, metallic holder from my wrist. "I'm setting you free now. If I were you, I'd go and get some allies. Maybe Snow and the Swan girl." He suggested, helping me to my feet. I had been through this before. And he had double crossed me. I wasn't going to fall for his ruse again.

"Why should I believe you, pirate? It wouldn't be the first time you have tricked me." I replied, holding my regal tone even though my words were harsher than they should have been. "I'm here to get my vengence on the crocodile who stole my happiness. Kidnapping a princess isn't in my best interest. Stay here or go. I'm just giving you the choice." He stated, stepping away from me to go up to the deck of his ship. Many thoughts ran through my head. What if he was being truthful? If I stayed, I'd be in danger. But if I left, I might have had a chance. Shaking my head, I pulled my feathered shawl over my shoulders before lifting my dress slightly, leaving the hold of his ship.

When I stepped onto the deck, the cool air sent shivers down my spine but I didn't show it around the pirate, whose eyes were burning into me. I ignored this and ran off, only to have him grab my wrist. "Wait a moment." He stated, reaching into his jacket to pull out a box. My heart. Before I could speak, he had replaced my heart back into my chest. "Now go." He added, turning away. Confusion ran through my mind but I found myself running off. However, I wanted to turn and run back, question his motives. Stopping in my tracks, I sighed. What was I feeling?