I've been meaning to write a SleepingHook Fanfic for so long guys I can't believe I actually am going trough with this, so yes it's been a slow week and I'm house sitting which means this five-minute internet café break should be used in pursuit of the betterment of humanity but I don't care.
Now things you need to know: this is AU post curse/final battle, there's a 30-40 page story behind this (things that led up to where Aurie and Kill are now) and before I post it I wanted to start with this scene, do a trial run... take it as a oneshot if you want or if you wish for me to post the entire thing tell me=).
Sleeping Hook: It's sort of a funny story
The phone in Aurora's house was ringing, her essay for Harvard needed to be sent by eight am, why couldn't people understand that?, looking at the clock she sighed 3am, she only knew of one person who would dare call at that time, and for all she knew he could rot in hell, nevertheless, she was still a good person, and besides maybe it was someone else, who really needed help "hello, who in the world calls at this unholy hour?" she snapped raising her eyes from the laptop
"Hello Miss Thorne this is Ed, I'm sorry to wake you up but we have a situation here" the man calling said, Aurora of course knew who "Ed" was, the bartender of the rabbit hole was as well-known man as she was a well-known princess around town and in his case, not for the best reasons, listening to the other side of the line and hearing curses and a couple of crashes, Aurora was puzzled.
"Somebody call her already I can't take this any longer" Another faint voice shouted followed by a crash and sounds of glass breaking.
"Ed, wait a second, is that Smee I'm hearing?" she panicked, the sounds on the rabbit hole seemed getting rowdier and rowdier, what the heck was going on?.
"fraid so ma'am, listen your highness, I know it's not in my place but...ohh for fucks sake someone hold him down, Hook shut up man I have a Princess on the phone!" he shouted over the fuss of men voices and fight movements
Aurora could hear something shuffling from Ed's side of the line and then, the slurry voice of Mr heart-thieving-bastard came up "Aurie, Aurieee, beautiful Aurieeee" He bellowed top of his lungs into the speaker "are you homeeee lass, what are you weawwwring?"
"Hook is that really you?" Aurora sighed in disbelief, the first thought on her mind, not being that the bartender was calling HER instead of Regina or his crew mates, but the fact she thought pirates could hold their liquor and he clearly was intent on proving her wrong "Are you really drunk?"
"awww beautiful,me (hick) drunk?, I'm a piraaate the best of the seven seas riiiight mates?!" there was a vague sound of cheering somewhere off behind him, then she heard some shouting and a couple of "get off" before the phone was (presumably) reclaimed by Ed
"Miss would please come for him, pirate won't shut up and I'm this close of throwing his ass out" Ed groaned, forgetting protocol and going straight down to business the darn pirate was destroying his bar.
Aurora sighed, and raised her eyes to the sky, really lord?, why me she asked herself "I'll be right there Ed just keep him from punching anybody will you?" she replied promptly, wondering how the hack was she supposed to finish a Harvard essay, plan a prom, get ready for Mulan and Phillip's wedding, and rescue a pirate from a bar squabble all in a few hours. Forget sleep, this was going to take a while.
Not caring what she was wearing, Aurora promptly threw on the first dress that could fit over her head over her current white nightgown, donned a pair of mismatched flats and ran out the door making sure to grab her purple cashmere trench coat on the way out, she might be in a hurry but a princess was a princess, regardless of the hour.
Hook, well he was (according to him) having the time of his life, nothing better than a good bar fight to forget one's troubles, and if one's troubles had to do with royals and their mega prissyness, well why not add a heavy dose of the hardest liquor Ed could mix in his bar, well at least that's what his crew had thought, they hadn't counted on the fact that the captain, might have been a little too troubled to be helped by the usual means.
And might end up getting in a fist fight with the (ex) Sherriff of Nottingham over (yes you guessed) Aura Thorne's pretty arse, (or as people knew her in the Enchanted forest) the honorable lady Aurora princess of Sumerian land of the sands, so yeah things had gotten pretty wild after that, and Ed who really liked to keep the Rabbit Hole away from Sheriff Leroy's sniffing nose, had threatened to all but cut Smee's private parts with a rusty knife if he didn't fess up and reveal what woman (because Ed was a bartender, and he knew these drunken stupors had only one cause) was responsible for taking the great Captain Hook's resistance to hard liquor to it's limits.
Once Smee had spilled, all left to do had just been call the woman and be done with it, the only problem of course was that Ed as a rule had an anti-royalty policy in his bar, (it had to be done, with Lacey and Emma and Regina and David and the rest getting hammered in the rabbit hole and later wrecking havoc, he'd been forced to either enforce that policy or close the damned bar), but looking at Hook punching any man close to his (only) fist, he was willing to make an exception for princess Aurora.
"where is he?" asked the princess as soon as she stepped trough the threshold, it smelled like scotch, and cigarettes and maybe marijuana, Aurora squirmed under the faint lights of the bar, how she hated the rabbit hole, it reminded her of taverns back at the enchanted forest, and nothing good could ever be found in a tavern, oh he was going to pay, Smee who lay knocked out by the bar grunted and Ed pointed to the corner, where a very (pseudo) Captain Hook, was singing a bad version of a dirty pirate song.
"He calmed down after I told him you where coming, but I was going to trow him out, want to take him out of my hands miss Thorne?" Ed who was a tall redheaded ex-henchman for the evil queen, bowed his head in silent acknowledgment, his version of a courtesy, Aurora immediately straightened her spine and stood full height by force of habit "I understand if you don't want to, tough he's been bellowing your name for quite a while in-between blows"
"Don't worry I'll take him"Hook saw her standing next to Ed and smirked, ohh the bastard, so Aurora changed her mind about being nice "you know what Ed why don't you put all the damages done to the bar under his tab, I'm sure he won't mind"
"like Hell I will, bloody pirate has cost me more than Rumpelstiltskin last time he got drunk" Ed grunted then looked at Hook who was sending him a get-away-from-my-wench glare and bunched up his fists "you better deal with him your highness, or I swear I'll wipe the damned smirk off his pretty pirate face, that I will"
"there she is mates, isn't this the most lovely wench in the whole town mates?, you are aren't you princess!" Hook bellowed loudly, she was looking darn pretty, all messed up, with her hair held in a side-braid like she just got up, (which considering she probably had only made it all more attractive) and darn Ed should have known better than to call her here, but of course the crass idiot didn't so to hell with it, he was going to enjoy this.
"Hook you are drunk" She said glaring at him, taking in his disheveled black shirt and leather jacket, he had a cut on his lip and jaw, but otherwise looked in a normal shape "come on, I'll get you to your yacht, did you dock the Phoenix at the pier like the last time?" she continued wrinkling her nose in disgust at the smell of him.
"Don't like the smell princess?" He winked mockingly, Because to her that was the big problem right?, the fact he reeked of rum and scotch and probably ten thousand other drinks, not the fact she was standing in a bar full of leery men dressed only in a purple trench coat he was itching to open, and if he was itching to do it, then the rest of the bloody idiots in the bar probably where as well "And aye the Phoenix is docked in the same place, not that I'll leave with you, wush having too munh fun love, too muh fun" his voice slipped and he began slurring again.
Aurora who really had no qualms about doing what she was about to do, stepped really close to him raised her hand, and tough he saw the slap coming, he didn't put up much of a fight when he felt the sting of her hand in his cheek, "Listen to me, because I am going to say this only once" she said in a low commanding voice "you are coming with me, and you are coming now, because else I'm staying here, half-dressed, and sleepy until either you get your person off the bar stool or someone offers me a ride home for all my troubles" then she turned to the men behind him and pointed "which I'm guessing most of them are eager to do"
"Try and I'll break the first bloody bastard's bones who lays a hand on you" he snapped not slurring once, because damn him to the darkest pits of Tartarus but he was the type of man who didn't like to share his property.
"I take it that means we are leaving" she replied dodging having to reply, getting up and heading for the door.
"aye, lass we are" funny how one word of her lips to anger him could clear all traces of drunk from his system, leaving him alert and feeling like a fool, how hammered would he have to be to get this from the bartender?, a call to the object of his every fucking troubles "see that's the woman Smee" he said lowly to his former first mate pointing to Aurora's retreating back, as Smee limped with him to the door "the one who dislikes boats, hates the sea, doesn't care for adventures, and whose definition of freedom is being tied down in one place"
"total opposites Cap'ain" Smee agreed wholeheartedly
"Then why the hell do I feel so bloody wretched when she's not around?"
Smee didn't answer and Hook, didn't want him to.
Both knew why.
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"Coming to rescue the pirate Aurie, didn't you have an essay to write?" Aurie he liked calling her that, not as personal as Aurora, but not as mocking as princess either, and he knew she liked it too, after being practically dragged to the deck of his yacht "the Phoenix", in silence, he had finally gotten tired of her ice law.
"I'll write it later Kill, there's still a few hours" on the contrary when she called him Kill, it sounded way better and even a little attractive.
"Captain's quarters are below deck love, care to come down for a look"
"no thank you, if it means going down there with you I'd rather let you sleep here and wake up at noon with terrible sunburn" she knew how to play his game, the game where he flirted and she retailed with another topic, she was too smart, and he respected her for it, but it made things very difficult when he was trying to get a read on her.
"you wound me"
"I'm not that kind of girl pirate, thought we had established that" Aurora rolled her eyes, because if she ever let herself consider it, just for a second, then she would be lost, and it was a scary way of feeling, so much was at stake, not just her heart, the entire town would one day be hers according to Regina, if she did this...if she let herself think about it, then by the gods she will end in a very bad situation.
"then why, did you come here today?" He whispered slowly edging closer to her, not stumbling on his boots or slurring, his voice silky and deceptive "why help a pirate, your highness?"
"I thought you where drunk" she referred to both then and now, tough now would be a nice moment, since he was getting closer and closer to her personal space, his eyes daring her to step back, because if she didn't he would take it as an invitation, but if she did he would brand her a coward.
"my point exactly" He said his face inches from hers, he lowered his face to her shoulder and whispered into her shivering neck "you knew I was drunk, and you still came for me"
"why are you doing this?, why me?" she whispered too, his nose graced her neck just inches above her ear but never did his mouth touch her, making her both angry and relieved at once.
"I'll be damned if I know" he cursed, and Aurora shivered, her hands reaching up to put themselves in his chest "you smell very good princess" Hook taunted withdrawing his face from her neck at the slight push of her hands, still he kept his eyes on her "tell you a secret? I'm not nearly as drunk as you would believe"
"I thought you said you didn't like to deflower innocents" Aurora murmured looking up to his deep dark eyes, their gazes colliding like silver and coal meeting in a clash of thunder and ice
"you are making it mighty difficult right now" his arms trailed down her neck to her open coat, finding the space in her shoulder where the white nightgown peeked from under her dark blue dress, and darn him to hell because he knew exactly what that white strip of fabric was, and it was making him want to take the princess below deck and really brand her as his "almost impossible" he repeated caressing the white lace in the border of the strip of exposed nightgown
"you think you are not?" she mumbled, her hand trailing from its place in his chest to feel the contours of his muscles, reaching up to the small drop of blood leaking from the cut on his lip, her eyes all too aware of their texture "so much pain" she might have been talking of what he had caused, or of his bloody lip, or of what she perceived in him altogether, but it made her catch her breath and wish... "I sometimes wish, it was easier" And the way her nimble delicate fingers trailed over his face made him remember, and curse himself because they were soft, and small, and beautiful, closing his eyes he savored the moment, before the storm.
"don't stop" he sighed as her index finger touched each one of the scars and bruises he had gotten that night, his eyes still closed he could feel her getting ready to run, Killian had learned to read his little princess so well.
"you should sleep" She whispered and his own hands that had been slowly caressing her shoulder and feeling the shivers that ran trough her at the movement trailed down her back and pulled her closer
"Aye I really should" he mumbled, had it been any other time he would have twisted that into an invitation to join him in bed, but as it was, he wanted to keep the fragile peace he had achieved with her and did the wise thing by keeping silent.
"I have a prom to plan, I really should get going" She sighed finally dropping her hand and stepping away "and that Harvard essay, plus there's that thing with the wedding of Mulan and Phillip" she looked into his eyes, with something akin to remorse and he suddenly knew that if he opened his arms just a little she would step right into them and ask him that difficult question both had been dreading... her eyes where pleading for him to lower his pride and ask her to stay, but she knew better... so she sipped away from him and hurried way, gracefully descending from the boat.
"why do you always run away Aurora?, what are you so scared of?" Killian called after her once she was down at the pier, but he wasn't ready for her answer.
"it's not cowardice Killian, when it comes to you, it's called self-preservation" she shouted back, and turned on her heel, because she didn't like the feeling of having him rip her heart out without needing any magic at all.
That night Killian wanted to shout at whatever karma had seen fit to punish him in the form of Aurora, he could see how it was the perfect retaliation from the universe in hindsight. The first woman he had ever loved chose to run away from her responsibilities by running away with her heart, (him) ... And Aurora, would rather wholeheartedly bury herself in responsibility if it meant she could run away from her heart, (from him).
That was the problem, he briefly wondered if the crocodile hadn't orchestrated this, with his manipulative ways, have him fall in love with the woman who was further away from Milah as the sun was from the moon. Because he had known how to woo Milah right away, he was a natural at the things she wanted, they both at the moment had been wishing for the same thing, but when it came to Aurora things turned out to be the opposite, since he had come to learn, the things she wished for where not anything he was a natural at.
Milah had loved the sea, just like him, she had wanted adventure, to run away from her cripple husband and start a life of freedom somewhere she wasn't known, hell she had given birth before, and raised a child, experienced in more ways than one.
But Aurora, Aurora was innocent, she hated boats and the sea, coming from the land of sands, she didn't care for neither adventure not freedom, what she cared about was Storybrooke, she was one of those rare sedentary ones, that believed freedom meant staying in one place being known and loved by those who know who she really was, she didn't want a new life, she already had one she liked, she didn't want adventure because that would mean leaving so many people she cared about, she was life, hope, pride and endurance, her great adventure was learning to love the people around her, she had spent so much time asleep, that once she was awake her big dream was not rebuilding her kingdom but regaining what she used to have there, the warmth and love of so many good people that she had loved in return, nothing easy things like running away, she wanted exactly what Killian had taken from so many men...From many women too, hell even from the crocodile.
A place in the world that was hers alone to protect.
Most of all, while Milah had been as guilty as him of many sins, Aurora was an pure, white as the sea foam that crashed on Maine's coasts, she certainly had her flaws, but her pride would always stand in the way of her doing something that wasn't entirely for the sake of good.
So if this was the crocodile's way of taking revenge, it certainly carried a bit of poetic justice to it, the woman he would never have dared to look at twice for all the previously cited reasons had turned out ultimately by force of fate, becoming the one that he couldn't get out of his head.
Which was bad.
Really bad.
Regina wanted her as her successor in town's hall for the devil's sake, that's how bad the situation was, the woman was Harvard bound, essay or not, Regina would find a way to get her precious new protege in, and Aurora was convinced studying politics was the right thing to do. Not to mention she was running away from him, and the more times she ran, the more he was sure she felt some degree of something for him and the more he was sure, the more he wanted to chase her.
Aurora knew she was running, better yet, she knew he knew she was running, but falling inlove with a pirate was something she never thought she would do, part of her wanted to hate him, for creeping up on her, every night on the docks when she couldn't sleep, for showing he was capable of being caring, for opening up to her when she desperately needed to keep him as the one dimensional villain that had stolen her most precious organ that day in Cora's dungeons.
But he wasn't, and he was more than what she thought he was, which made her fall little by little, she knew he had an ulterior motive for befriending her, this was why she didn't want to give in. Because he was a pirate and she didn't want to get hurt, losing Phillip had almost killed her once.
Being betrayed a second time by Killian would only drive her to tyranny and Storybrooke didn't deserve that. Her heart said there was another choice, that he could chose her instead of whatever was being offered to him, but Aurora deep down wasn't as brave as people believed, she had gotten hurt once and was terrified of being hurt again..
but she loved him and day by day he found ways to trick her into meeting him no matter how much she wished to stay away.
She knew that her resolve to step away everytime he invited her in, was very close to crumbling, there where many reasons why she should stand firm, cief of all the fact he wasn't someone she should trust, but her heart was conflicted, and little by little he was wearing down her resistance...Maybe the next time he did it, she just might give in and let him kiss her.
AN: This fanfic started like this:
Kayla: Elle tell me a bedtime story pleasee pretty please you know I like to hear you tell me stories
Me: but why don't you like your storybooks
Kayla: but your stories are way much better, can you pleaseee can you
Me: you are absolutel the cutest thing ever, fine I'll tell you but you have to promise we are not staying up past midnight
Kayla: yayyyy I love you big sister, now tell me a story like the last one when Belle fell inlove with Rumple-tish-kin or the other one when Jack turned out to be a girl, that is so much more fun than my storybook.
Me: you know what I've been toying around with a Sleeping Hook idea for a while, maybe I'll tell you the story and see if you like it
Kayla: what is Sleeping Hook big sister?
Me: it's when Aurora and Hook get together and fall inlove, and remember my (and ABC's) version of hook is hot * shows picture in phone*
Kayla: so he doesn't have a yucky beard, and why is Aurora a brunette is that picture Elle?
Me: because brunette's are cooler, just look at us we are both brunette's right?
Kayla: oh okay, so how do they fall inlove.
Me: well first of all Phillip and Mulan get together and decide they want to get married
Kayla: why? Where is Shang isn't he the one inlove with Mulan? *makes a face*
Me: (crap I didn't think she would notice) ahhh he got burnt to crisp by Maleficient while helping Mulan and prince Phillip kill her?
Kayla: How did Shang die? isn't he supposed to be a warrior?
Me: well Maleficent had Rumplestilskin's help
Kayla:why?
Me *annoyed*: because he's the dark one, I don't know, he wanted to spite his ex, the queen of hearts.
Kayla: but I don't want Shang to die Ellie
Me: he has to, and if he doesn't I'm only going to make him fall inlove with prince Thomas
Kayla: isn't prince Thomas a guy?
Me: listen Kayls I know you are six but everybody knows Shang has dubious sexual orientation, one day you where going to find out.
Kayla: is this because he fell inlove with Mulan thinking she was a guy?. you think he's weird?
Me: what if she hadn't been a girl in disguise?. Can you imagine how akward that would have been after the war?
Kayla: you are right big sister, Shang was weird boy.
This fic started and is dedicated to My little sister Kayla who is six years old but by far the most adorable and inteligent little girl in the world, she always asks "why" and "how" and helps me with the struggling plots I disguise as bedtime stories, one day she will grow up and won't worship the floor I walk on, but untill then, I like to know she's the one person in the world who will listen to my stories and won't judge me for it.
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