I didn't realize it at first. Really, it wasn't until I saw Hook's head go under the water... And he is Hook. I may insist on calling him Killian, but that's just to personify him... He is and always will be Captain Hook. And after meeting Peter Pan, I am more than ready to embrace who he is, at least, I thought I was...
When it comes to Henry's safety, I am as closed minded as possible. That is my only defense of the way I treated him. To be quite honest, I was more than happy to turn my back on Hook to ensure my son's safety. But when my brother was being born, Hook was there. I didn't want to trust him.
But the only man in my life that I trusted more than anything told me to take Hook with me to confront Zelena... My Dad told me to take Hook with me... I couldn't say no. David has earned my trust a hundred times over, and he believed that Hook was genuinely worthy of my trust.
And I do love Hook. Maybe I was mad that he didn't tell me of Zelena's plan, but the honesty in his voice as he explained that he was only trying to protect Henry rang true. I may have taunted Zelena... I may have told her that her choice in kissing me was inadequate, but that was a lie. Had I not known of Zelena's treachery in advance...
But I didn't. All I knew is that Hook was dying, and there was only one way
to save him.
He wasn't breathing, and I knew that saving him meant giving up my power. I knew that saving him might mean sacrificing my ability to protect my new sibling and my son, but in that moment it didn't matter. I couldn't love him. I couldn't love Hook at the expense of my family, but the sight and feel of his water-logged corpse in my arms changed everything.
I loved Neal Cassidy, once. Henry is proof of that love. Killan Jones, aka Captain Hook is my second chance. The second chance that I have to be happy. And damned if I'm going to give that kind of love up for Regina's secondhand sister.
Hook was dead. His life, drowned away too soon. I might be angry at his choices, bu my love was as strong as ever.
So, I did it. I saved Hook, breathing into his lungs and allowing his lips to touch my own, all the while knowing that this would remove my magic and any chance of overpowering the wicked witch.
I just had to believe that true love would defeat the most wicked of evils. Regardless of magic, vengeance and the most complex of spells, I truly believe that my love for Captain Hook will overpower all,
I do love him. He has more than proven himself worthy, even if he doesn't believe in himself. I believe in him. And, more importantly, he believes in me.
This character who is larger than life believes in me. I am both humbled and flabbergasted by his belief.
And knowing all that I know, how can I not believe in him?
My lips touch his and my breath fills his lungs. His piercing blue eyes finally open and look at me in questioning wonder.
Any doubt I may still have about him disappears in an instant. Hook is my destiny, and, thanks to my father's acceptance, I know that he is my future. I have a future, and it will not be one of loneliness.
My future will be full of Henry, Hook, my parents, Regina, and even Robin Hood... And it is a grand future. One I wouldn't dream of compromising.
The wicked witch has no chance against the hope and love of my family. Regina believes that I am the one who will save us all. But I'm starting to believe that it is her who will be the savior this time. And that is fine with me. I long to kiss Hook again, free of the weight of what I have sacrificed, and knowing that that day will come when it will all be worth it. My brother, parents, son, Regina and Hook will be safe from her vengeance. I will do whatever it takes. And so will Hook. This is my truth. This is the strength that wall conquer all, love that is true.
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