And so we begin again! damn you captain swan for invading my life with feels! I never even used the word 'feels' until you two came along! had fun writing this, enjoy!
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Personally the first day that Hook left her alone after the whole fever incident was a relief, because the awkward conversation she'd had with Snow when she'd barrelled into her room the night after her fever, demanding to know why they had just run into a shirtless Hook escaping from her apartment - Dear. God.
If she'd had to look at Hook the day after that her head may have exploded. Emma had faced some scary things in her life - but that conversation had been by far the most horrifying. This is not happening, this is not happening had been running through her mind on repeat the whole time.
Snow had tried to give her "the talk."
Yeah that one.
"I understand, hormones run high and they can fog up the mind, blot out reason-"
"Nothing was foggy, there were no high running hormones!"
"-Sometimes they just take hold, it's like temporary insanity-"
"I'm 28 and have a kid Snow! I'm not a horny teenager!"
"… did you use protection?"
"I DID NOT BANG HOOK ALRIGHT!?"
And that was the least embarrassing part of the conversation that took place.
Then David joined in the fun as he'd apparently been occupied chasing Hook in an attempt to kill him.
"Emma what happened?" he demanded out of breath "Why was Hook here? Shirtless!?"
He pointed a finger at her "Grounded, soooooo grounded!"
"Why is everyone coming in my room!?" Emma nearly yelled in exasperation "And for god sakes I'm an adult David!"
That snarled response chastened him for about three or four seconds. "Ok everyone out please, I need to get dressed now" Emma huffed, not thinking that sentence through.
So it was about there where he tried to convince her he needed her gun.
Eventually she got it through to Snow and David that nothing had happened between her and Hook and filled them in on what had happened. Both were shocked by how aggressively sick she had become and unsure of how to react to Captain Hook being her savior.
"I'm just glad you're ok" Snow said, hugging her. Emma sighed with a small smile and hugged her back, it was kind of nice having people who cared.
That had ended better than -"I'm going to yell at you now" Snow warned Emma with an eerie calm, still hugging her "prepare yourself."
"So close" Emma whispered to the ceiling before closing her eyes tightly…
So the yelling of how she was stupid for not calling for help ended eventually, because there is justice in the world, and Hook had taken a break it seemed from annoying the crap out of her - maybe he was afraid David was still on the war path.
Cause yeah, he was.
However on the second day Emma got a… hinky feeling. She waited for him to ambush her as she went around town doing her sheriff duties, but he didn't.
She'd never admit it to anyone (she'd barely admit it to herself) but she kinda sorta noticed that through out the day and into the evening when he still hadn't come by, she might have been missing him a little. Maybe.
That and she knew him, homicidal David would just make tempting to visit her more thrilling for him - he was trouble like that. So where was he?
She waited expectantly, doing paper work at the station, for him to round the corner with that big shit eating grin of his saying something clever and flirty.
But he never came.
Most people would have been thinking finally, he took the hint.
Emma's first though was what is that pirate up to?
Cause Hook didn't take hints if those hints were telling him no - one of the reasons she thought of punching him daily.
She tried to focus on her paper work, with Henry at Regina's for the night Emma figured she was allowed to work late if she wanted to.
Around nine she couldn't take it anymore. She put her pen down in a bit of a huff and slipped her coat on - she was going to go find him.
Her instincts said marina so that's where she started, but she didn't see the jolly roger.
Of course not - Hook wouldn't stay in the marina.
She found his ship down the main stretch of pathetic beach line down from the marina, pulled up on the rocks.
Ooo what a rebel she thought sarcastically.
"Hook!" Emma yelled, breath clouding on the air while she stood next to the bow of the ship that towered over her. She pointed her flash light up so any face that peered over the edge would be illuminated immediately.
No one answered her.
"You're really going to make me climb onto your damn ship aren't you" she called again.
The fact that no innuendo greeted her from over the edge of the ship made her frown.
There was a rope and a few planks that she supposed he used as footholds when getting onto this damn thing. Emma stuffed her flashlight into her pocket, grabbed the rope and started the climb. She wondered how the hell he did this with one hand, hell having two with mittens on was proving a bit of a challenge.
Her feet hit the deck and she stood there for a minute getting her bearings. Emma fumbled for her flash light until she turned the beam on and swept it around the ship, finding it rather eerily abandoned.
It was possible he actually wasn't here… but for some reason Emma couldn't make herself leave that easily. Something was up…
"Hook!" she called again
She heard a muffled cough.
Emma looked in the general direction of the sound and spotted a door that she assumed lead below deck.
Well it did when she opened it (finding it no warmer then the outside of the ship) at first but a few steps in there was another door to her left where she heard another muffled cough.
She opened the door slowly, entering the room with caution though she was unsure of why. Her light revealed the room to be the Captains quarters, or what she assumed was the Captains quarters - it was a bit grand to be anything else. It was a long room that spanned just as wide a window that the night pressed against, but promised to let in a fair amount of light when the sun rose, a medium sized wooden desk that was a deep rich dark brown with a few maps spread open on it.
Also there was an unlit fireplace with a few things displayed on the mantle. Emma didn't bother to examine them and continued to explore the quarters with her light until she saw a bed directly across from the door and the fire place.
The shape of a man was under a few blankets, a cloud of warmth breath rising from the
sheet tussled shape.
"Killian?"
Emma went hastily to the bed, rolling him over to look at her with flash light pointed to illuminate his features.
His brow was beaded with a cold sweat, face drawn as his teeth chattered and his eyes closed.
Oh damn it.
"Killian wake up" she said shaking his shoulder. His eyes remained shut and Emma cursed.
Looked like she'd passed whatever had knocked her on her ass to him.
Which was probably why she hadn't seen him for two days.
"Come on Killian wake up" she prodded gently, touching his face and finding his skin clammy.
"It's me, Emma"
The puckering of his brow eased a little but that was it, teeth still chattering as he tried to hug his blanket to him tighter to conserve what little warmth he was holding onto. He was not doing well, she needed to get him out of here. It took her a second to realize how difficult that would be. There was no way she could get an unconscious pirate off his ship and into her car - she was going to have to take the reigns on this one, here on the ship.
This place was freezing and so was he - she had to get him warm.
She got up and went to the fire place, pulling out the lighter that she always carried in her pocket just in case - it was always good to carry a lighter.
Emma quickly set to work getting the fire going, lighting a few of the oil lamps that were placed around the room for light first. She found some wood beside the fireplace and piled it together with a handful of the kindling she scraped off the floor. She lit a receipt that was in her pocket and stuffed it into a nook of the wood, blowing gently until it took hold on its own and started to burn.
While the fire started to get a grip on the bits of kindling and wood she looked back at Hook when he started coughing again. She had to do something while this damn fire took it's sweet time to get burning and throw the heat he needed. She saw him shivering, trying to generate some of his warmth and made her mind up on the spot.
"Ok, I'm not waiting for this god damn fire to get going" she spat at the fireplace in frustration.
She walked back over to the bed, taking off her gloves and stripping out of her jacket.
"You need to warm up now" she informed him unbuttoning her shirt half way down "I'm sure you'd approve of the method I'm about to use"
She hesitated a second, just looking at him lying there. "If you wake up and make one comment so help me…" she muttered, mostly to herself as she lifted the blanket up and crawled in with him.
She wrapped her arm around him and pulled him into her, his face at the crook of her neck. She took his hook off to avoid being stabbed by it, putting it on the floor and moving his hand on her stomach under her shirt to warm it quicker.
His fingers felt like ice against her skin, even the sweat on his forehead was cold and made her gasp.
One arm rubbed his arm and back as she tried to get him warmer, realizing only then how thin his black shirt was (Seriously, was that the only color he wore?)
The other hand cradled the back of his head, keeping the cool of his cheek pressed against her collar bone. Skin to skin contact was best when trying to warm someone up, which was why this was so dangerous of course - it brought… a lot of intimacy into the equation.
Her only comforts were that he was unconscious right now and the cold of his skin on hers was uncomfortable at best. His shivering eased bit by bit, minute by minute as his muscles started to relax, each breath started to come easier than the last as it fluttered against the skin of Emma's neck (it was sending a strange sensation through her…)
She couldn't see his whole face but what she could see (his lips) when she rolled her eyes down was that his mouth was less strained, relaxing.
His hand felt less like ice on the skin of her stomach after another few minutes, borrowing her warmth. She sighed, relieved by the progress "and you give me crap about not calling anyone?" Emma commented sarcastically.
Hook stirred a bit in her arms and for a moment she thought he was waking. Then his hand moved, sliding over her skin around to the low of her back and pulled her closer against him, eyes still closed as his face nuzzled nearer to her neck, lips almost grazing her collar bone now.
Emma had to bite back something akin to a yip, heart racing so fast all she could hear was her blood pumping. "K-Killian?" she stuttered, unsure if he was awake or not.
He didn't respond, holding Emma close who was effectively frozen in place for lack of a better word. "You awake?" she asked uncertainly, hint of a warning in her voice.
Just the gentle rhythm of his breath caressing her neck met her query.
She stayed like that for what felt like a long time and at the same time none at all, unsure what to do, trying to hear something past the fluttering of her heart. (It could cut that crap out any time now.)
"…I never know how to feel around you" she confessed in a whisper, glad he didn't hear it. She was unsure why she even said it out loud.
After another minute her speeding heart slowed just enough to stop deafening her with it's every beat and the crackling of the fire got her attention. Emma pulled back from Hook a bit and turned her head to look at the flames that had finally taken hold of the wood and kindle and were dancing over the log now, throwing light and heat.
She should probably get him closer to it, maybe make a place for him to lay in front of it.
His blankets were seriously crap though, they would be like laying him on tissue and hold not heat - pointless. And probably uncomfortable.
Should use the blanket I got in the car Emma thought…
She felt his hand moving again, out from under her shirt and going lower to her butt.
"Hook!" she hissed, pulling his hand away and moving back enough to glare at him.
However his eyes were still closed and he looked as undisturbed as ever.
She studied him suspiciously for a moment before rolling her eyes as she heard a light snore from him.
"Congratulations, even in your sleep you're a lecherous bastard" she said shaking her head and dropping his wandering hand away from her.
Emma flinched when he coughed again. It was a quiet yet rough and almost painful sound, Hook's expression showing some discomfort.
She didn't like that.
Emma carefully pulled herself out of his hold, not too difficult though he did seem a tad reluctant to let go and got up.
She re-wrapped the blankets tightly around him as she did up her shirt and slipped her coat on, doing the zipper up with a glance at Hook's sleeping face - noticing the discontented wrinkle between his eyebrows.
"I'll be right back Killian" she promised him.
Why did she talk to him when he was unconscious?
She looked back at him, reluctant to leave him there so damn ill.
She consoled herself by telling herself she was coming back - if she was going to repay this favour she'd do it right damn it.
She left quickly, closing the door behind her.
Only then did Killian half open his eyes.
"What a lovely dream" he murmured, shivering a bit now that she was gone. At least the fire was throwing enough heat to stave off a little more of the cold. The lamps lit up the rest of his quarters in an almost surreal way to his blurry eyes, had he lit those?
Was it a dream? He wondered further, frowning - she'd felt so real under his hand and in his arms, the scent of her skin had been so vivid and intoxicating.
It had left him warmer when he'd felt like he was going to freeze to death, feeling returning to his fingertips. And had he felt something extraordinary. He chuckled to himself at that, causing him to cough painfully again. If it was a dream he hoped it would resume, if it wasn't…
"I never know how to feel around you"
Either way he wouldn't be forgetting it.
"Hurry back Swan" he said, eye's closing against his will again.
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Thanks for reading everyone! Not sure if I'll be any good at writing a sick Hook but I love a challenge so I guess we'll find out :D take care!