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I picked this over my history homework. Found this much more amusing.

Once Upon a Time © ABC


Emma's P.O.V.

I woke up early the next morning. I shrugged the black and white quilt off myself and stood and stretched with a loud yawn. There was a delicious smell coming in from the kitchen. I had this weird feeling this morning, as if nothing was in my way and I could do anything. I couldn't remember the last time I'd felt that way, and it felt good. Before going into the kitchen, I snuck into David and Mary Margaret's room and to David's side of the closet. I pulled out a jacket, 3 different shirts and a few pairs of jeans for Hook, as the leather wouldn't exactly fit in, even with it being Boston. I shoved them into a backpack and dragged it back to my room. Then I got dressed myself, slipping on a white tank top with a pair of jeans and black boots. I shrugged on my red jacket afterwards and fixed my hair a bit. I grasped at the charm on my neck and smiled in the mirror.

I turned and walked out into the kitchen. I grinned as Henry, David, and Mary Margaret were busy making breakfast and talking and laughing. I was still getting used to the idea of having a family by my side. I sat down at the bar and Henry set a plate of pancakes in front of me with a smile. I thanked him and grabbed for the syrup. Mary Margaret sat down next to me with some eggs and bacon for herself as David stood on the other side of the bar and munched down his sausage. Henry ate pancakes on the other side of me. Mary Margaret turned to me.

"So you're heading out this morning then?" I nodded.

"Yep. I have to drive down to the docks and pick up Hook and then we'll be out of here," I said, turning to face her. She nodded. I saw David tense up when I mentioned Killian. I sighed.

"Emma-" David started.

"David. I'll be fine. Hook saved your life. He's the only option I have. If I take Regina, Henry won't have a mother here in Storybrooke and I'd be taking the mayor on a long road trip I'd rather not suffer with her. What choice do I have?"

"We can still talk to Gold. We can cross that line with you Emma," Mary Margaret started. I stopped her.

"Magic is too dangerous. Gold doesn't even have any left, and Hook already agreed to come with me," I explained. "Henry, go get ready for school," I said, trying to focus on the conversation at hand. He hesitated a minute before going upstairs. The three of us watched him go up before I turned back to Mary Margaret and David.

"Emma, we're just worried about-"

"Killian isn't going to hurt me," I said loudly, standing up as well. I sighed after a few seconds. An awkward silence followed. I sat back down and focused on my pancakes, which were almost gone.

"She's right David," Mary Margaret said. "Hook wouldn't hurt her, not after saving your life. He trusts us, I think it's about time we trust him," my mom said, somewhat smiling and somewhat frowning.

"Snow, this is our daughter we are talking about. I don't want her taking a trip across the states with a pirate!" David yelled, obviously frustrated with his wife. I continued to chew my pancakes in silence.

"David. Stop. He's more than a pirate," Mary Margaret said, giving me a small smile. "We need to give him a chance. He's earned it," she said, turning to me. She walked over to me. "Emma, I'm going to trust Hook because you do, and I know we need to give him a chance to be a man instead of a pirate. David and I will miss you tons while you're gone, but promise us you'll come back in one piece?" Mary Margaret asked, slightly joking. I smiled in return. David sighed and nodded hesitantly.

"Your mother's right. Hook deserves a chance." I smiled at him too. "But if he does so much as look at you the wrong way, I swear, I'll-"

"David!" I yelled, interrupting his rant. "Relax," I said with a small chuckle. I knew he was kidding- sort of. He sighed and hung his head before looking over at the clock.

"You probably should get going soon," David said with a smile. I nodded and went to my room to grab my bags. I snatched up the black backpack and another bag that belonged to me. I hauled them out into the kitchen and I was heading for the door. David walked over immediately. "Here, let me," he said, taking the bags from me before I even had a chance to protest. The bags slipped from my grasp and into his as he carried them down the stairs. Mary Margaret came over to me, placing one of her hands on each of my arms.

"I hope you find everything you're looking for Emma," she said with a smile. I smiled back.

"Thanks," I said.

"Just come back to us soon, ok? And be careful," Mary Margaret said, almost pleading. I nodded.

"Of course," I said, trying to fight back my emotions of temporarily leaving my still-new family. "We were apart for 28 years. I'm sure we can survive a week," I said jokingly. She nodded and almost began to cry. I hugged her tightly. "I promise I'll be home soon, mom," I said as I hugged her. She hugged back as Henry came down the stairs with his backpack and uniform on. She sniffled and backed up.

"You'll be missed Emma," Mary Margaret said with a smile. David came back up the stairs.

"I'll miss you guys too," I said sadly. I had had enough of the goodbyes; I was ready to head off. "I'm gonna go pick up Killian," I said going for my keys on the counter. "Meet us at the town line?" I asked, heading for the door. They both nodded. I grinned and closed the door behind me. I walked down the flights of stairs with a lot more energy than I'd remembered waking up with. I walked out of the building and to my trusty little yellow bug. I jumped in the driver's seat and started the car, buckling my seatbelt and setting off for the docks.


I drove up to the docks and parked my car. I got out with the black backpack in hand and a bit of a mischievous smirk. I strutted over to the pirate captain's Roger and boarded the ship. It was surprisingly quiet. A little too quiet.

I climbed below deck and walked down the hall to the Captain's Quarters. I knocked lightly; no response. I sighed and opened the unlocked door.

The cabin was lit due to the windows that let the light flood in generously. I'd been in the quarters a few times before, but I'd never stopped and actually looked around. My gaze fell on a wooden desk covered in maps and books of various sizes. There were a few shelves proudly holding up stacks of books. As my head turned to the right, there was a comfortable looking bed in the corner with a large lump in it. I groaned. Hook.

"Hook dammit, get up," I said, slightly annoyed. How could a sailor sleep in this late? He rolled over and groaned, peeking his eyes up at me.

"Well love, I do enjoy waking up to your voice. Perhaps we could do this more often darling?" Killian asked with a sexy smirk. I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Funny. Get the hell out of bed. We're late," I said, trying to sound unamused by his late start. He had a bad case of bed head, which I tried not to stare at. It was rather...adorable? I mentally snickered at the idea of Captain Hook being 'adorable'.

"Love, I can almost guarantee you that your city will not be going anywhere anytime soon. Why rush? I'd rather sleep. Care to join me?" I snickered playfully.

"In your dreams Hook. Now get up before I drag you out of that bed."

"You know, I much prefer other activities including women and a bed, but if that's what the lady wants..." Killian slowly sat up and let the blankets fall from his now bare chest. He was well toned, another thing I was trying hard not to focus on. It was proving harder said than done. Something silver suddenly caught my eye. It was his charm, but it didn't quite look like his charm. It was a different one than the usually X. It almost looked like- "Swan?" I snapped back to his attention. "Not that I mind having you in the room when I get dressed, but-"

"There's clothes in the black bag for you. Wear them or you don't come along," I said, immediately turning from the cabin and throwing the black bag down. My face was beat red as I closed that door behind me. It's not that I wasn't used to innuendo after innuendo, but there was something about that charm. I reached up and grasped my own charm, which had been more than likely heated up by the sun once again, as it was warmer than usual. I frowned and looked back at the door behind me once more before heading up on deck. I leaned against a railing for a little bit, until I heard thumping below. A black bag was thrown up onto deck, followed by a gloved hand. Killian hoisted himself up onto deck and sighed, sitting there and looking over at me. He'd actually listened to me for once. Killian lacked most of his usual eyeliner and wore a pair of dark denim jeans and a white shirt under a black jacket. He'd even replaced his hook with the fake glove he had.

"What do you think love?" Killian asked with a smile. I grinned back.

"It's weird not seeing you covered in leather and eyeliner," I said, holding back a chuckle and hoping the pink on my cheeks stayed to a minimum. I'd never seen Killian like this. He looked...good. Really good. He raised an eyebrow at me.

"Not sure how to take that love," he said, finally getting to his feet. He grabbed the bag and slung it over one shoulder and put his other arm around my waist, leading me off the Jolly Roger. I looked down at the gloved hand on my waist with suspicion.

"Hook. Paws off," I said confused, stepping back. I wasn't sure if I was more confused by the gentle gesture or my reaction in backing away. He raised his good in defense.

"Lass, I was told I was accompanying you along this journey. I have to protect you from any scoundrels out there," he said with a smirk and climbed off his ship. I followed him with a chuckle.

"You're one to talk, Killian," I said and finished climbing. I turned around to walk to my car but ran smack into his chest. "Hook, what the hell?"

"Say it again."

"What?"

"I said, say it again," he said firmly. He was almost demanding. That's when I caught notice of my slip of the tongue earlier. I stood opened mouthed for a while.

"Say what?"

"My name," he begged, stepping even closer to me. He dropped the bag onto the dock, freeing both his fake hand and his real hand.

"Hook."

"Say it."

"Captain Hook," I answered again, realizing he'd backed me up against one of the shacks in the dock. Damn...

"Say it love," he whispered as he nuzzled my neck. I bit back a gasp.

"Captain Hook."

"Say it," he said once again, now lightly lipping my neck.

"Jones," I almost moaned, and gasped when he bit down.

"My full name darling," Hook requested again. I bit my lip to keep from gasping at the close contact.

"Killian! Killian Jones," I sighed out. He chuckled and leaned back. He pecked my forehead lightly.

"That's more like it love. Get used to it. I can't imagine people in your world would respond well to hearing Hook," he said and backed off of me entirely. I stood back up immediately, still gaining my breath back and completely in shock of what had just occurred- what I'd let just occur. He picked up the bag off the dock and turned to me, extending his hand. "Coming Swan?" I snapped back to reality and chuckled. I walked past his extended hand, ignoring the tingling in the ends of my fingers; the desire to feel the texture of his gloves against my bare palm. I climbed into the front seat and Kil- Hook climbed into the seat next to me. He threw the backpack onto the back seat and watched as I started the engine.

"What? Never ridden in a car before?" I asked with a chuckle as I pulled onto the street.

"No love. I've only been hit by one," he said with a slight sense of humor in his voice. I drove to the town line and stopped right before crossing that orange line. Mary Margaret, David, and Henry leaned against David's truck and Neal stood causally next to them. I got out of the car as did Hook. Hook causally leaned against his side of the car, looking over the top of the car at my family. I stopped in front of my family and shoved my hands in my back pockets, not exactly sure what to say.

"Good luck Emma," Mary Margaret said cheerfully. I smiled as she hugged me. David was next.

"Stay safe out there kid," he said as he hugged me closely. I nodded and looked to Henry.

"Be good while I'm gone?" I asked with a grin. He replied with a toothy grin.

"You can count on it!" Henry wrapped his arms around me and I hugged back. I could see David walk over to Hook while I walked to Neal.

"Be careful Emma. There are a lot of jerks out there. Worse than me," Neal said with a sense of humor. I chucked back.

"Thanks Neal," I said with a smile and I turned back to the car. David and Hook shook hands as I walked over as Hook nodded seriously. David then joined Mary Margaret again as I got into my car and waved to them all. Hook got in and closed my car door.

"Ready love?" Hook asked, turning to me. I nodded and smiled.

"You bet Killian."


Wow, that chapter was way longer than I thought it was going to be. Not that I'm complaining.