Author's note: Since you guys seems to like the idea, I post chapter 2 :) cannot believe I already have 6 followers, 3 reviews and 2 favorites on this fic' you guys rock 3

Disclaimer: I unfortunately don't own anything, characters are the property of those two guys named Edward and Adam…

Chapter 2:

Killian was watching his new crew member as she worked and get along with the rest of the crew. There was something about this girl that made him wonder if she really was a pirate. She was nice to everyone. Not a rude word came out of her mouth. Always smiling, sometimes, forced smiles, but she did it so well, it looked she had been trained for this all her life. Then it hit him. He didn't even know her name! How could he had forgotten to ask?

"Oi! Lass!" he called out from behind the helm "Come here please" she looked surprised, but it didn't stop her and she still joined him at the helm.

"Yeah?" she asked

"What's your name?"

"Swan" she answered simply.

"I believe you do have a first name, don't you?" he smirked looking at her, God, she was beautiful with the sunlight reflecting in her eyes, with the wind blowing in her hair. That's not the point Jones.

"I'd prefer to be called by my surname" she replied with all the seriousness in the world, the smile on her face disappearing.

"Why that?" the Captain insisted.

"Personal business"

"I'm your Captain lass. I've got the right to know. I don't want to run into trouble if you're a fugitive" he said and he was sure a smile was tugging on her lips.

"Can I ask you a favour Captain?" she said in a murmur

"What is that love?"

"If I tell you my name, do you swear not to call me that way in front of the crew?

"I may invite you to my cabin tonight if you continue remarks insinuating that we will have some private moments" he smirked again and she rolled her eyes. "Alright lass, I swear. And I'm a man of honour"

"Thank you. Now, if you want to know, my name is Emma. Emma Swan" she admitted, she knew deep inside she could trust him, she just didn't know why.

"What a lovely name" he said "Would you like to hold the helm?"

Emma was surprised by his question. How could she not? She had just arrived and he already trusted her with his ship? Killian was surprised by his question as well. Never he had permitted someone to steer the Roger. Never since he was her Captain. But he could not step back now.

"You sure?" Emma asked looking at him confused.

"Yes of course, come here" he said and placed himself behind her, his hands on hers "Don't be nervous. Just think yourself as an extension of the ship" he added and she nodded, trying to do as he said.

"I have never properly steered a ship." Emma admitted "I know how to, but I never did. My father judged it too dangerous" she continued facing his puzzled expression and she realized she had just mentioned her father. Shit. Shit. Shit.

"You ran away from home, didn't you lass?" how could he be so perceptive. Oh Lord, she shouldn't have boarded on his ship. She shouldn't have. "Lass, are you ok?"

"Yeah I… Yes I ran away, but I don't really want to talk about it" she avoided. "How am I doing at steering the Jolly Roger?"

"You're doing great. You're a natural. You have the sea in your blood." he smiled genuinely and that flattered her ego.

"Thank you" she grinned "What are you doing?" she asked when she felt him walk away from her.

"If you want me to stay that close to you, we better get going to my cabin" he winked at her.

"I didn't mean it like that Captain Innuendo" she rolled her eyes, astonished by her sudden self-confidence and he laughed.

"You got me lass, I'm giving up" Killian smiled again. He never had smiled that much in a life time. "I'm going to rest, I'll let you the ship till I come back"

"Oh, alright. Thanks. Again." she told him.

"Don't drown us Swan!" he said before disappearing below deck.

She didn't feel like she was held back. Like she was chained. She felt free. She was free.


Emma Swan. Strong lass. Beautiful. She looked like a princess. She intrigued him, there was something about her that called his attention. She was hiding something and he was going to find out what that was. Who was she? What had she done to run? Where the hell as she from? She would be trouble. He knew it. But he however felt attracted to her. There was something about her. Never in his life had Killian Jones backed down. And he was certainly not going to.

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