*AU where instead of Elsa coming back through the time portal, past Hook manages to fall through time and into Storybrooke. Cue awkwardness*
Emma blinked. And blinked again. And blinked and blinked and blinked until she knew what she was seeing wasn't just a mirage; a fleck of dust stuck in her eye, contorting her normally excellent vision. The door to Granny's diner was swung open, and a man clad in extremely tight, leather trousers and long matching coat was stood, his face a mask of confusion. It was Hook, or past Hook if you wanted to be specific. The Hook she'd passionately kissed on The Jolly Rodger and then ditched after Killian had clocked him one over the head. He had attacked himself. Emma swallowed a dry chuckle, as David Mary Margaret looked at her like she'd lost her mind. This was no time to be laughing. They had a serious situation on their hands, one she had no idea how to solve. Where the hell is Killian?
"Is that... Is that Hook?" Ruby whispered. Emma turned to her friend and shrugged lightly. "He must've fallen through the time portal when me and Killian came back. I have no idea why he'd be anywhere near that thing though. It was in Mr Gold's Castle. I thought they were mortal enemies".
"You're right, this makes no sense" David said. A look of contemplation flashed across his face. "Unless, unless you ran into him during your time back in time. Did you see him?"
Emma couldn't have hid her expression even if she'd wanted too. "You did!" Snow gasped loudly. "What happened?"
Emma groaned. "We had to get you into King Midas's castle, to steal the ring you should've taken during your raid on David's carriage in the forest. As we messed that one up, we had to entice you into stealing it in exchange for safe passage on a ship to a safe new land. On the Jolly Rodger".
"Oh please tell me you didn't have to do anything with involvement with him" David cursed. He held up his hands as the three women sat at the table glared at him. "I meant past hook! He was a dangerous man and could've done countless bad things to you Emma!" Emma's glare softened, but she still held her ground.
"I had to distractHook so Killian could make the deal with Mary Margaret. It was the only way." Emma replied.
"And?" Mary Margaret questioned. Emma sighed. "I may have had to kiss him. Are you happy now?"
"Damn girl!" Ruby cat-called. She fist bumped Mary Margaret as Emma and David sat with awkward expressions on their faces. Mary Margaret smiled widely at her daughter and ruffled her hair affectionately.
"What happened next?" She asked. Emma laughed. "Killian came barging in and punched his past self. End of story".
"Damn, that's kind of hot. In a possessive sort of way".
"Ruby!" Emma put her face in her hands as the two hyper older women laughed. She could hear her Father excuse himself, and she couldn't blame him.
"Seriously guys, this is an issue. How is Hook back in Storybrooke?"
"Maybe you should ask him yourself, Lass. I can see you don't look any less ravishing in that strange leather contraption".
The table went silent. Shit, shit, shit, shit. Emma turned her head and cursed under her breath as Hook smiled flirtatiously back at her. His eyes were dangerously lined and the beautiful blue colour was dark and extremely sexy. He smirked and sat down beside Emma, his body way too close to hers. He didn't give a damn, and she knew that this couldn't end well. This can't be happening. Where the hell is Killian?
"Long time no see, Lass". Hook pulled a bottle of rum out of the pocket in his leather coat and pulled the lid off with his teeth, never losing eye contact with Emma as he took a long sip out of the amber glass. She didn't let her cheeks burn, not letting him have any satisfaction from the things he was doing to purposely taunt her, and kept on staring at him passively until he put the bottle down with a sigh.
"Nice little place you got here, Lass. Quite cosy if you ask me". He smirked at her mute reply, and let his eyes rake over the other occupants of the table. "Who are your lovely acquaintances?"
"Oh, shut up" Emma said before Ruby could butt in. "You're making small talk, you don't really care about anything except what you want. Just cut the crap and ask before the man who caused you to pass out on the floor of your ship arrives, because he will not be at all happy to see you here. Not one little bit".
Hook grinned and shook his head as if she'd told him the funniest joke in the world. "There it is, Lass. There's that fire I saw in you when we met in that tavern". He leant in, his breath hot on Emma's cheek, and the filthiest of looks painted on his face. Killian, get your damn ass in here now.
"You see, Lass, I don't really care about the man who managed to knock me out with one hit. I only care about the thing which caused me to be so oblivious, and that thing happens to be you, darling". Emma watched as his tongue flicked over lips, and cursed the mighty gods who had given this man, now and then, the power of ultimate hotness. She could hear her Father hissing under his breath, and prayed her Mother and Ruby could hold him back as she didn't want anymore people getting knocked out, even if it wasn't by themselves. Hook smiled, knowing his stupid charms, and petted Emma's cheek with the tips of her fingers. The gesture whispered smugness, and all Emma wanted to do was either grab him by his coat and carry on with what they'd started long before she was even born on his ship, or clock him over the head with her free but stupid immobile hands. It seemed like she wouldn't have to do either, as at that right moment the man she had been mentally shouting for came storming right towards her table, and grabbed his past self by the back of the neck and turned him towards himself.
Hook's eyes widened as he stared at a blazingly angry Killian. His entire posture was as tense as a live wire, and radiated the fury of a thousand stars.
He chuckled darkly at Hook. "If you ever, ever try something like that again, I swear I will hurt you in the worst way known to man. I know every one of your worst fears and memories, so don't even think I will not manage to destroy you".
Hook spat in his face. Killian sighed and grabbed him by the elbow, and pushed down on a certain point near his elbow. Hook cried out, and fell to the diner floor in an ungraceful heap of leather and dark hair. The entire diner was unsure of either to clap or stay silent.
The clapping won out. Ruby and Snow cheered loudly as Emma stood up and tilted Killian's chin so she could look directly into his eyes.
"How did you do that?" she asked. Killian flushed a deep red and scratched the back of his neck. "I have this strange pressure point near my elbow. If you push onto it too hard it'll make me fall unconscious".
"Nice to know if I ever need you to pass out" Emma retorted. Killian narrowed his eyes and pulled Emma towards him, his body pressed tightly against hers. She gulped lowly as he grinned down at her, his expression delighted in the most devilish of ways.
"Darling, you wouldn't want me to pass out, as how would I be able to do this?" He crushed his lips against hers, ignoring the loud wolf whistles of the full to bursting diner, and kissed her until she clung onto his muscled chest for support. He leant back, and she knew instantly that he was right. He smiled a gorgeous smile down at her, and from that moment on she was a goner.
