*N/A : Hey everyone ! Thanks for reading my fanfiction ! Don't hesitate to let a review !
Here comes the second chapter, I hope you'd like it. I will write the third chapter quickly to let you read a bit more, but then, I'll have my exams so perhaps you'll have to wait a week or two between two new chapters...
Well... I let you read now ! Enjoy !*

CHAPTER 2 : Home

Everyone decided to stay on the main deck while Hook was sailing, standing behind the helm. It would be a very long night, for everyone. Despite their strain, no one wanted to fall asleep. They wanted to see the sun rising upon the sea and then, to discover Neverland.

Emma was sitting on the deck about at the middle of the boat. She tried to imagine how this place could be. Indeed, she had read the story of Peter Pan when she was a little girl. She found the book in the office of the orphanage's boss. It was the only book she could read, so she knew perfectly the story.
But now she had met Captain Hook, she didn't know what to think about it. In the book, Hook isn't described as sassy and gorgeous as he really was. And with marvelous blue eyes, as deep & infinite as the sea they were sailing on.
She stared at it : he was watching at the horizon almost without a blink. He led the ship straight in the direction he announced an hour ago.
How different, of the one she had conceived many years ago, could Neverland be ? She didn't know but she couldn't think about what Hook said. Full of dangers. A chill of fright for her son passed through her spine. She was so worried for him.

"Henry. Hang on, kid. We're coming." She whispered, closing her eyes and leaning back her head. As she stayed that way, she could feel the fresh little breeze in the air and the swirl of the ship.

Regina, Snow White, Rumple and Charming were also sitting on the deck but nearer from the bow. No one was talking. They were watching the stars and the sadness of their deep core was reflected on their face. Even on Rumple's.
Thinking. That's all they could do at this time. And being worried.

Hook didn't move but his arms to handle the helm. He never stopped staring at the horizon since he told the other the right way. He didn't say a word neither. He was very concentrated. Even if he knew the way. He wanted to go back Neverland now that he was free of revenge.
Indeed, he never could finish what he wanted to. Cora took him away before he could. And he was also grateful toward her because he would never have found a way to figure out where the Crocodile was hiding without her help.
The thread of his thoughts was interrupted by someone. He stared at this person. That was Emma.

"Sorry, love, I can't really speak to you. I'm concentrating." He said, his mouth drawing a grin on his face. His stare turned back forward.

"Oh I'm pretty sure you don't have to look at me while talking you know. You perfectly can do two things at once." She said a bit shyly ; she didn't want him to see the shivering in her voice.

"Hum... So, love. Why do you want me to share with you ?" When he said that, he didn't glance at her, still concentrating to keep and smiled anyway, showing to her all his white teeth.

"When we were climbing the beanstalk, yo -"

"Ah. I told you, you never forget your first." He winked at her briefly.

She looked at him, with a little grin appearing in the corner of her mouth. If he never had met her before, he could have thought she didn't like what he just said. But it was Emma. Strong Emma. Emotionless Emma that was standing next to him. And he could read in her ; she was something of an openbook. He could read what her core really felt.
That was a shy smile of awkwardness and also of nostalgia. She liked climbing the beanstalk with him at ther side. But she also felt sorry about her abandoning him there. He could feel that.

She continued.

"You said something about orphans. Orphans you met in Neverland, orphans you can recognize just in one stare."

"I told you. All orphans have the same look in their eyes. The one you have when you're abandoned."

After saying that, the magic grin he always had on his face diseppeared. He looked at her with a intensive glance and his eyes became darker. Finally he bowed his head and closed briefly his eyes before staring forward.
His look and the way he moved his head... She almost saw the little boy he was. Her heart became a painful, and a feeling of compassion filled it, mixed with a bit of better understanding. That's why he was so sassy and he wanted to be free.

"You... you were abandoned too ?"

He froze. He unhanded the helm then faced Emma. Then he walked toward her, his hook raised, pointing at her. His eyebrows waved between emotions : fear, sadness and anger.

"Emma, NEVER ASK AGAIN. EVER. Understood ?!" His voice was shivering and she wondered if he wasn't going to cry.

But he didn't.
He came back to the helm and handled it. He restarted to look straight to the stars. They were lucky, even if he didn't hold the helm few seconds, they weren't drifting.

"Go."

Emma glanced at him. The way she did proved she was sad and was feeling compassion for him. They were alike. Excactly alike.
He was abandoned too. She was an openbook to him because he could see his own story in her eyes, in her deepest soul.
They grew up parentless and even if she didn't know all the details, she could feel it happened very abruptly for him.
And then, he built a wall to contain his emotion and not to let anyone enter the wall. To stay strong. The only person he let inside was Milah. And, perhaps Baelfire now that she remembered his face when she spoke about Neal/Baelfire.

She wanted to know more about him. He intrigued her.
Then she followed his order, and walked to her parents. She sat next to them. They remained quiet, waiting for the dawn.

Hook was glad she walked away because he felt the tears climbing to his eyes. He managed to handle them inside him but one.
This little tear reminded him of all his loss since he was a child.

Did he deserve all of this ?
Or is he curse by some demon ?

He didn't know, but the death of his mother, the runaway of his father, all the dangerous adventures he had been through, the betrayal of his friends... Even the loss of his entire crew... And Milah's death. All that made him wonder. What could he let all of that happen ?

So many feelings in one tear.
It fell on the helm and he wiped it with his leather sleeve.

"Crying is for the weak one, for the cowards." He whispered. "Remember, Killian. Remember. Remain strong."

Remain strong, Killian. His mother's last words. He never forgot this. That's why he spent his all life being strong for all the person he loved. That's why he so wanted to met his father again, and why he wanted to avenge Milah with that thirst.

He glanced few seconds to his mates aboard. The Charmings – Emma included – were talking with Regina and Rumple was still quiet.
He wondered what they could be talking about. Maybe they were talking about a plan to beat Tamara and Greg and find Henry. Or perhaps they were talking about all the fights they had through the years. Or perhaps he was completly wrong.

But they all had lost so much too.
That's probably why he wanted so much to help them find Henry.
He didn't want Emma or someone else to lose another person they loved. It would be to much for him.
Changing his mind made him abandon his revenge. The thing he focused on for three hundred years. The thing he was living for.
But he was grateful to those who forced him to pass through his thirst of revenge and made him live and feel again.
They brought back his humanity, and he needed it.

As he was thinking about all of this, he didn't see that the first sun light appeared at the horizon. And he was the only one : everyone else noticed it.
Emma and Regina had a huge beautiful smile on their face while staring at the sun raising upon the sea.

"Get ready, Henry." Regina said with a mix of joy and willingness in her voice. Emma nodded.

Hook finally saw the light and yelled :

"Everyone ! Deploy the main sail ! We'll need all the strengh of the wind to reach Neverland and not to fall in the infinite pit !"

"'Infinite pit' ? Is that a joke, captain ?" Emma retorted as she ran with the others to the sail and began to deploy it.

Hook smiled at her and added :

"Ahah ! Show by yourself ! Adventure starts now !"

With his hook, he pointed the bow. Emma and the others looked in the direction they were heading and she bulged her eyes : she couldn't believe it. Well... actually, she could after all the discovered since she came to Storybrooke.
But it was still very surprising ; it was the end of the Earth. The sea ended in a waterfall.

A very powerful wind rose, little golden and shining grains waving in the air. She wondered what that was and Hook smiled.

"Fairy dust, dearies. Fairy dust." Rumplestiltskin affirmed.

"Pixie dust." Hook corrected.

Came nearly to the ended of the Earth, the ship began to fly.
Hook was very pleased and he had a mouth-opened laugh.

"Ahah ! I'm back ! Finally !" Then he talked to everyone "Now, I think you should handle something very tight. The magic bean's vortex was nothing next to this !"

The power of the maelstorm that followed is unforgettable and unestimable. It seems to last during an eternity. Everyone was again shaked in all the directions except the captain. He was a bit moved but he resisted very thoughly. He managed not to drop the helm.

It finally end. Everyone became sea-illed. It was very amusing for the captain to see everyone running to the side of the ship, about to puke.
But no one did. Except Charming.

"I... I think I prefer horse-riding." He said before falling on the deck. Emma and Snow laughed. Hook grinned and so did Regina.

Rumple was already staring at the new world they were facing.

"I think we successed." He said.

Hook walked to the bow. He smiled in a different way. Emma never saw him smiling that way before. He was very happy to be here.

"Home." He whispered.

No one noticed, even Emma.

"MATES, WELCOME TO NEVERLAND !"