Set at the end of season four without Emma going dark...
I'm afraid that our Poor Pirate is about to suffer at my hands again... but you guys asked for it so who am I to refuse.
Not as long as my other fics, just a wee bit of fun.
Morning came around much too quickly for his liking as the sun streamed into his cabin and made his head pound in time to his beating heart. Gods, how much had he drank last night? The night had started off well enough, he had planned to only have a couple then sneak away to meet up with Emma but somehow things got out of control and David of all people had insisted that they complete their evenings events with a few hands of poker and wouldn't take no for an answer when Killian had tried to refuse even sending Emma a texted message to confirm that they would be back late.
Killian groaned as he pulled himself up from his bunk and the room swayed dramatically, what on earth had he been drinking to feel like this? Definitely not his beloved rum, that would never do this to him.
He didn't have time to ponder it as his stomach suddenly started churning and he had to run to the water closet only just making it in time before his stomach rebelled against the previous nights activities.
"Hook?!" Emma's voice carried down from the deck but he couldn't answer, hell he could barely breathe.
He heard her footsteps approaching and sure enough seconds later her voice was by his side but if he was expecting sympathy he was looking in the wrong place.
"Serves you right, Dad doesn't look much better." she chastised as his stomach lurched again "Great, now I have to put up with the two of you acting like you're dying all day. Meet us on deck when you're done we have work to do"
And with that she was gone leaving him to get his shaking form up from the floor by himself. He felt awful but knew that if he so much as tried to make an excuse not to go with Emma and David they would kill him so he stumbled his way back to his cabin and pulled on some clothes. He caught sight of his reflection in the mirror by the end of the bed to see his usually well sculpted hair in disarray but he didn't stop to try and fix it knowing that Emma was pissed enough without having her waiting longer than necessary.
The bright sunshine seared into his retinas and his brain screamed in protest as he brought his hand up to try and shield his face.
"Let's go, Blue reported that there has been a break in at the church last night. Unfortunately I am the only one fit to drive today so it looks like all three of us get to go deal with it." Emma complained loudly.
"Or here's an idea, how about you and Hook go deal with it and I'll go and investigate that delicious smell that seems to be coming from Granny's" David replied and before Emma had a chance to argue he had marched off down the gang plank and was practically running for the diner.
"HEY, GET BACK HERE" Emma screamed but David just turned and gave a small wave as he carried on up the wharf.
Emma stood seething by Killian's side "Why I'm gonna..." she trailed off then turned on Killian in a threatening tone "If you so much as think about following him you will regret it"
"Love, I have no inclination to follow him" he tried his best to make it sound like he wanted to be with her but in truth the thought of food was making his stomach roll again.
"Good" she barked out in reply before heading down the gang plank "He's so doing the next few nights on call duty, both of you are."
She was really pissed. Killian sighed and slowly followed her down to the squad car before climbing in with a groan when his whole body seemed to protest the movement.
"Don't think you are going to be doing that all day either" Emma practically snarled "You are worse than a child, you are the one who got yourself in that state so keep the groans to yourself"
Killian had no answer to that, he really didn't think he had drunk that much, well not enough to have him feeling like this anyway but here he was feeling like death would be a blessing.
"Sorry Love. I really am. I will make it up to you I promise... just as soon as the world stops spinning"
Emma sighed heavily then reached across to tug open the glove box and rummaged around inside coming out with a white bottle.
"Here take two of these, there's bottled water in the back"
He took the bottle from her hand and looked at it "Tylenol?"
"They're painkillers Hook just take them, they'll help with the headache and maybe we can get on with our day"
If Killian had thought that it was going to be as easy as that he was sorely disappointed as a couple of hours later when they were all back at the station he once again found himself hugging the toilet as his stomach tried to kill him again. He flopped back to sit on the cold hard floor and take stock of himself, he felt truly awful... he was never drinking again.
Dragging himself to his feet he managed to make his way back into the office to see David grinning widely at him.
"You look like hell."
"This is your fault, make no mistake. I had planned to go home at a sensible time but YOU, you wouldn't let me and then you gave me god knows what to drink"
"Hey as far as I'm aware you only had what I had which was beer so if you drank something else I suggest you talk to Mr Hood"
Killian was about to lower himself down onto one of the chairs when Emma suddenly spoke stopping him in his tracks.
"Go home Hook, you are no use to anyone in this state but I swear if you EVER do this to me again there will be trouble... FOR BOTH OF YOU" she yelled turning to David as he chuckled.
"Hey, don't shout at me" David replied raising his hands in mock surrender "He drank just the same as I did and I'm fine now. Not my fault that he can't handle it"
Killian would normally have defended himself but he didn't have the energy to care. He just made his weary way across to Emma, he tried to give her a kiss on the cheek but she pulled away and raised an eyebrow at him giving him a look of disbelief
"You think I'm gonna let you come near me looking like that... go home"
He just sighed and made his way towards the door turning to look back at her as he left but the look of total disappointment she gave him had him hanging his head in shame.
It took him forever to make his way back to the Jolly but finally after lighting a fire in the small hearth to take away the chill in the air he lowered himself back into his bed where he just wanted to stay until he felt better. Emma had left him with the pain pills and had messaged him with instructions on when to take them as he had been walking home. He looked at the clock to see that it would be safe for him to take some more, he just needed to find something to wash them down with. Leaning over the side of his bed he pulled open one of the small cupboards and took out the first thing that came to his hand... rum.
Nope... not even his love of the liquid could make him use that now with the way he was feeling so he put his hand back in and fumbled about until his fingers felt the familiar plastic of the bottled water that Swan insisted on storing there for when she stayed over. He swallowed the pills down and drank most of the rest of the bottle of water knowing he'd had very little that day and what he had managed to drink he had lost a few hours later.
With a heavy sigh he threw himself back on to his pillows and closed his eyes... and he knew no more.
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"Calm down Emma, it's not like he goes out every night and gets drunk... and being honest it was kind of my fault."
Emma looked at David who was currently sitting at his desk trying not to look too guilty.
"What did you do?" she asked narrowing her eyes at him
"ME?" he protested but then his shoulders fell and he sighed "OK OK, me and Robin MAY have added a couple of extra shots into his beers but honestly I didn't think he would be that bad."
"Daaaaad" Emma whined "Now I will probably have to spend another night on my own. What were you thinking?"
"Honestly? I was thinking that he needed a boys night out. Emma he hasn't relaxed in a long time. He's been so worried about you turning dark that he hasn't done anything else other than make sure you were alright and yes I know that's his choice but we just thought it might be nice for him to have some fun and it worked too... until this morning. I'm sorry, we just wanted to have a laugh and after the week we just had I think we deserved it"
Emma stayed quiet for a few minutes just thinking over her Father's words but quickly realized that he was right. Hook had done nothing but fuss over her since their return to reality even though he was the one who probably needed it more than her. She shuddered again at the thought of the pain he must have gone through when her own Father had plunged that dagger into his back, the look on his face as he slid to the ground in front of her would haunt her for the rest of her life so God only knows what the experience had done to Hook... or her Dad.
"Fine... but he better be alright for tomorrow, he's been complaining all week that he doesn't want to go but this is important to Henry and I want him there"
"That's not fair Emma and you know it. It's not that he doesn't want to go he just doesn't want to wear that suit that you picked out for him, he's a Pirate not a spy it's not really him is it? Look, leave it with me, I'll make sure your Pirate is in suitable attire tomorrow morning and he'll be at the city hall at ten thirty sharp."
Emma narrowed her eyes once more at her Dad but he just gave her a smile and carried on with his paperwork. He better be right, Henry was being presented with an official award from the fairies for his quick action over the whole Author fiasco. When Emma thought about it she couldn't stop smiling at how well he had handled the whole thing. She was proud of him and wanted him to know it so after the award ceremony there was a party planned back at Granny's where anybody who wanted to join them would be welcome.
Her anger had left her and a little niggle of worry now seeped in as she thought how bad Hook had looked when he had left a few hours ago. In all honesty she had not managed to get much work done, she had been so mad at both him and her Dad that she had silently fumed in her chair while scribbling angry doodles on her note pad.
Maybe she should go and check on Hook, take him some soup from Granny's. Decision made she stood up and grabbed her jacket.
"You can lock up and guess who is on call tonight? I'll give you a hint... not me" she grinned at his shocked face.
"Emma... that's not fair, I did all of last week" he called after her as she marched out the door
"Yeah well another day won't hurt then will it" she called back and chuckled to herself as she left.
Half an hour later with chicken soup in one hand and a large carton of fruit juice in the other she made her way on board the Jolly Roger. She walked quietly in case Hook was sleeping and when she finally pushed his cabin door open a few minutes later it was to find that she had been right. He lay face down breathing heavily into his covers in the stiffing heat of the small room. She smiled at how innocent he looked in that moment but she also knew that if he had been sleeping since he left her a few hours ago he would regret it later that night when he couldn't settle so she put her supplies on to the table and sat herself on the edge of his bed.
"Hook" she gave him a nudge and he groaned as he peeked open an eye to look at her
"Swan?" he muttered in confusion before suddenly realizing that something might be wrong "What is it? What's happened?" he added trying to sit himself up.
"Nothing, I just came to see how you were feeling and to bring you some soup."
She saw him visibly relax as he turned himself over to sit facing her, he still looked like hell only now with the heat in the room he was sweating profusely with it.
"It's like an oven in here" Emma said as she fanned herself wildly and she stood back up to open the door to the lower deck again to let out some of the heat.
"Sorry Love, I was a bit cold before I fell asleep maybe lighting the fire wasn't my best idea" he closed his eyes and gave a wince as Emma moved back over to the bed and sat back down.
"How are you feeling?" she asked cautiously which made him open his eyes again
"A bit better, those pills you gave me allowed me to sleep at least and my headache seems to have dulled a bit. Thank you."
He gave her a tired smile then blinked his eyes widely trying to wake himself up as she got up and went back to her supplies.
"Want some soup?" she said raising the take out carton up for him to see
Something in his face made her think he was about to decline but instead he nodded and she grinned in surprise.
"I'll just go grab a few things from he galley, back in a minute"
She quickly left the room, grabbed a bowl, a spoon and a glass for his fruit juice then headed back to the cabin to find that Hook had already dozed off again. Maybe he did just need to sleep this off? Deciding that she needed to make sure he had at least eaten first she quickly got his meal ready then shook him awake again.
"Sorry Love" he whispered as he opened his eyes again "It would seem that my headache is not as gone as I thought it was"
"Where's the Tylenol?" Emma sighed rolling her eyes
"Somewhere on the floor I think" he mumbled back.
She looked down and quickly found the bottle near the foot of the bed, how had this man managed to survive all these years by himself? Grabbing the bottle she handed over two pills seconds later then handed him the glass of juice to wash them down with. He pulled a face as he swallowed them and she couldn't help the little giggle she gave at how much he reminded her of Henry in that moment, what was it with men and taking pills?
In the end he barely touched the soup but she was happy to see that he finished off the juice but by then he was practically sleeping sitting up and she admitted defeat.
"Go back to sleep Hook, my Dad will be here in the morning to make sure that you are ready for Henry's award ceremony"
He groaned again and dramatically let his arm fall over his eyes
"Don't worry you don't have to wear the suit if you don't want to, wear what you want just make sure it is appropriate, no leathers"
He pulled back his arm and looked at her with a wide smile across his face.
"Truly?"
She couldn't help it, she laughed again at the happiness on his face "Yes, truly. You're really not the James Bond type are you?"
"Who?" he said furrowing his brow and tipping his head to one side slightly as if trying to figure out if he should know who that was.
"Never mind, just go back to sleep"
She stood for a few minutes and just watched as the smile slid from his face, he slipped back into sleep right in front of her eyes and she shook her head with another sigh.
"I swear if you show up wearing something ridiculous you are a dead man... you hear me?"
But he didn't, he was sleeping soundly. Emma smirked to herself as she reached forward to bring his covers up over his chest but her smile faltered as she felt the heat radiating from his body.
"What the hell?" she muttered, then she thought about it "Idiot has been sleeping in a sauna all afternoon, of course he's gonna be hot and sweaty"
She tugged the covers back again and left them at his hips then walked over to the hearth and dowsed the remaining flames. Hook would probably be pissed at her for doing it but she didn't care, she was not having him sleeping in this heat. She gave him one last look before she left the cabin and smirked at his disheveled bed head, his mouth was slightly open and he was breathing heavily again.
"Sleep tight Pirate, see you in the morning"