I posted the first chapter yesterday and some people liked it, thank you so much! As I told before,i'm not native speaker, so I probably made mistakes and my lexic isn't very extense, I apologize for it.
The chapters are short, but since it is my first time writing a story I hope you forgive me for that, and nothing more to add, enjoy!
*I don't own any character of this history.
-Emma! Your father was looking for you for hours –Mary Margaret was behind the kitchen bar holding Neal, and with the other hand shaking his feeding bottle- They found a corpse into the woods.
Wonderful, she just returned home and she apparently have to leave it again. Also, a corpse? What the hell.
-Really? Problems again? I think I deserve some vacations.-she collapsed on the sofa dramatically-.
-We all do honey, and your father has been all the night mumbling about you and Hook doing indecent things-she said with that characteristic tone of her- He didn't sleep, and neither me in consequence.
-Is that for real? For lord sake, I'm 30, I already have a child.-she shook her hands irritated- Is not like I'm an inexpert teenager that just feel in love with the bad guy in her class.
-How was it? –Mary Margaret showed that bright smile she always do when is excited for something- Was he sweet? I wanna know e-very-thing.
-Mum!-but she was too tired to keep that face of I-don't-care-about-him, and after all, she was her mum, she trusted her, she took a deeply sight and started to talk- He was. Actually, he was more than sweet, he made me feel like no one did.-Emma sighed again- Mum, I'm scared.
-But why? –her mother took a sit beside her- It's because his reputation? Emma, he maybe was a villain long ago but I saw how he looks at you and-
-No mum, it's not that, I know he changed and maybe that's part of the problem, at least it would be easier that way-she held his head between her hands- Look, Neal recently died, and I loved him, I've never stopped doing and I still do it in some way.
-So you are afraid that what you feel right now for Hook is just because you need someone to take away the pain of Neal's loss –Mary Margaret put her free hand in her daughter's shoulder- Emma, do you regret it? Letting Hook get into your life?
-No –she said sincerely-.
-Then, let your heart speak –she offered her other bright smile – Love isn't an easy path, your father and I had so many obstacles in our way, everything needs his time Emma, and I guarantee you, that you'll find the truth if you have hope.
-But if my feelings are wrong? What if what I'm feeling right now it's just because I need someone to comfort me? –Images of Killian smiling at her crossed her mind, her heart started to beat faster- I already hurt him so much, and I don't want to do it anymore.
-Honey, you are the only one able to give an answer to that question. For now, what matters is how you are feeling, and if you like spending your time with him, keep doing it! But be a bit discreet,-she added- I don't want your father to suffer a heart attack.
-Oh that…-she remembered their conversation about birth control and shit, she almost forgot to go to the pharmacy for pills- Don't worry about David, as long I don't gave him a sibling for Henry, he will be ok, he was pretty clear last night.
-Oh such a same, you and Hook would make beautiful babies.-and that moment Neal moved in her arms, showing his peaceful sleepy face-.
-Mum! –talking about she and Hook was a thing, talking about them having babies was too much to deal-.
-Come on! Look at him, I met men that would kill for that face, and that suggestive way he left his shirt half unbuttoned, well…
-MUUUM, stop! You are married women, and I don't wanna know your opinion of how good looking is my boyfriend –she regretted that word in the same second it left her mouth-.
-Your boyfriend, huh? –Mary Margaret was clearly amused-.
-Don't –she stopped her-we are done with this conversation –and she left the sofa with her mother in it- I've work to do.
-Ok ok, Oh and Emma,-she said before her daughter closed the door behind her- I almost forget, Henry wanted to tell you something, he said he'll be waiting you at Granny's for lunch time.
-Good –she stare at her for a moment- Thanks Mum, for this… chat-she moved her hands nervously-.
-There is nothing to thanks for –she smiled at her – I'm your mother, it's my job to comfort you.
-Yeah, you are –she gave the smile back – See you.
-Say bye to your older sister, Neal -she used that musical tone of her-.
Apparently, the corpse belonged to James Smith –A Cinderella's mouse-, his heart was missing and his throat ripped.
-Any idea who could did this? –Emma snapped her tongue- This is disgusting.
The whole body was full of scratches, and the view of the hole were his heart was once was giving her nausea.
-I would say an animal, but since his heart is missing I really doubt it –David exanimated the corpse again – It seems that we have a murdered in Storybrook.
-That sounds like problems to me.
-Indeed it does –David left the body in hands of the medical assistants- So… how was your night with Hook? Did he treated you well?
-David, don't go that way…-Emma really doubted she could deal with other chat about how she should manage her romantic situation-.
-I was just asking –he defended himself – but if I find out that he did something to hurt you-
-Dad! –she warned him- enough of this, we have work to do.
They left the crime scene and went to the sheriff's office, the rest of the morning was calmed-As calmed it can be with your father judging you every time you check your phone-. She was about to finish filling some papers about this morning case when Hook showed up. Her heart started to race like hell, and a big smile crossed her face. He smiled back, his eyes were vibrant, like he was looking to something very important to him. He brushed her lips and she reacted like a foolish teenager, maybe his father wasn't wrong after all.
-Is nice to see you, love – His eyes smiling to hers, he looked at David that was clearly uncomfortable – Hey mate, is nice to see you too.
-Yeah, but there is no need of a kiss here.
-As you please, your highness –he offered a reverence to the Prince, that couldn't hide an amused smile-Bella told me that a corpse was found this morning.
-Bella was right, his name was James Smith, we asked his friends and coworkers but we didn't get nothing in clear, all we know is he was good man without enemies. –David sighed with exasperation, and after a pause he added – His heart was missing.
-So this is a magical matter –Hook scratched the back of his head- But Gold is gone and as long I know, it was a single journey trip.
-We aren't sure if the magic has something to do with this, his heart was missing but it was took from his chest cutting the flesh. Whatever did this, it left a hole.–Emma grabbed Hook's hand lacing their fingers together – I'm going for coffee, do you wanna come?
-It would be a pleasure accompanying such a beautiful lady –oh that grin again-.
-David do you want something? –Emma turned to face his father, he was looking at their hands together, judging again-.
-Maybe grilled cheese?-he finally said-.
-One of grilled cheese then!
-So, since I'm in a single piece, shall I consider that your father approves the pleasant activities we shared this morning?
They had just left the Sheriff's office, their hands still laced.
-He took it well, I suppose–Emma hesitate for a second- But if I were you, I'll be watching your back, he is the protective type.
-Don't worry love, -he made them stop, closing their distance-He will fall for my irresistible charms, everybody does.
-You are so full of yourself, pirate –she played along the flirting game he started with that insinuation-.
-Maybe, but that doesn't means that isn't true, love,-he tickle her cheek with his hook, carefully- I think yourself is a proof of it.
-Am I? –She grabbed his leather jacket's neck, her fingers being playful with it-.
-Well, let me refresh those memories of yours,-he pressed her forehead against her- not long ago, In Nederland you and I had a small conversation, where, I assured you I would win your heart, and let me say love, I'm pretty convinced I made it.
-I don't remember admitting such thing, mate -their breath mixing-.
-Sometimes, -their lips almost touching- words are not necessary, ma'lady.
And they kissed in the middle of the street, just a simple kiss, not like the ones they shared that morning, but this one was special. Because he was right, sometimes words aren't necessary, and what that kiss means, for both of them, it's something that they only could understand.