Hi guys! New chapter up! I am so excited about this story, but I am also excited about episode 3x02 today! I think it's gonna be great! I am mentioning this because, some day, I will reread my stories and I will recall my excitement… I like remembering… Anyway, hope you like it!
"So Emma... How did you feel? I mean, it's kind of weird for you, isn't it?", Killian asked, as he waited for her to get dressed.
"Just weird? That's all you have to say?", she responded behind the closed door.
"Hey, I want to help you. I remember my first time travel. It was strange and terrifying. I felt really awkward."
"Awkward, huh? Well, that's one word you could use.", she said, remembering her first trip. His trip couldn't possibly be more awkward than hers. But she wasn't going to tell him about it. She didn't want to tell him about it.
"How was your first trip, by the way?", he asked.
"I'm ready.", Emma said, getting out of the room and at the same time dodging his question.
As soon as he laid eyes on her, he forgot his question as well. She looked stunning.
"Could you please...?", she asked him and turned around, gathering her hair.
"Sure.", he replied, returning to reality.
He approached her and, slowly, buttoned the dress she was wearing. She could feel his hot breath on her neck, which was making her feel vulnerable. And his hand was also touching her waist. God, he couldn't have that kind of control over her.
"Here. Done.", he said with a breathy whisper.
"Thank you.", she responded, suddenly wondering how he managed to button her dress with that hook. It didn't make sense.
"Where are we going? Or when are we going, anyway?"
"We are going to visit your grandmother.", he replied.
"My grandmother?!", she asked, surprised.
"Aye."
"Won't she, I don't know, freak out a little?"
"She is expecting us, love.", he said calmly.
"How the hell is she expecting us?" She paused. "You arranged this meeting."
"Smart lass." She let a small smile find it's way out.
"We will meet her in 1912."
She made the calculations in no time. "This isn't possible."
"It is.", he responded with smile as well. "She will travel back in time as well."
"But why?"
"Because it's too dangerous any other way."
"For who?"
"For you.", he stated, as if that was the only thing that mattered.
"Are you ready?"
"If I said no, would it change anything?"
"Probably not."
"Well then... Yes. I am ready to meet my grandmother."
He took a box and opened it, presenting her the Chronograph. It looked like a clock, but much more complicated. There were twelve different gems, representing each one of the time travelers.
"You are the Ruby.", he said, as if he had guessed her thoughts. "And I am the Diamond."
"The hardest of them all.", she murmured ironically.
"Excuse me?"
"Don't mind me.", Emma replied.
"Let's go."
He touched some chords with his hook, gently. Then she remembered the music she had heard.
"What was the sound I heard earlier?"
"I play the guitar.", he responded.
His genuine smile was the last thing he saw before the fuzzy feeling returned, knocking her off the ground. Seconds later, they landed on the exact same place, a century ago. Then and only then she took a good look at what he was wearing. He didn't have a wig, but his clothes were captivating. And very colorful as well. She started laughing, despite her efforts.
"Why, bloody hell, are you laughing?", he burst out.
"Your clothes are hilarious!", she said trying to breathe.
"This is fashion, darling. I'm nothing more than modern. And good-looking.", he added.
"Sure.", Emma replied ironically, trying to hide her discomfort.
"Let's go. She is waiting for us."
And with these words, they left the apartment. She was impressed by the house's age. According to this trip, it was a hundred years old easy. While stepping out, she was noticing so many differences that she just stopped counting them. But the inside of the house was nothing compared to the outside. Emma Swan was absolutely stunned by that whole new world. Killian's hand in hers, his strong grip, was what brought her back to reality.
"She is waiting for us.", he repeated.
"I know. It's just..."
"Extraordinary.", he finished her sentence.
"Yeah..." She didn't want to stop holding him, but he did let her hand a minute later. Maybe he is a gentleman after all, she thought. They kept walking and after ten minutes that arrived at their destination. It was a house that looked abandoned. She didn't really want to get in, but she knew she didn't have a choice. They opened an old door (well, it could have been new, she couldn't tell), and they stepped inside the house. A woman with curly long grey hair came close to them.
"Welcome!", she said.
"Nice to meet you again, miss Nolan.", Killian replied, offering his hand in order to greet her.
"And you must be my granddaughter Emma. David is inside, playing."
Emma felt weird. "This is not possible.", she simply said.
"True. you are indeed smart. It wasn't just him overreacting.", the old lady said, pointing at Killian.
"I told you.", he responded with a cocky smile. He had told her? Now how was that possible? He had met her today. Was he spying her or something?
"Now, my dear, I think we need to talk."
They got a little further in and sat on a couch which had a dress with a colorful pattern on it.
"This is for your next trip.", she said.
"Thank you.", Emma replied, because she couldn't find anything better to say.
"You're welcome.", she said and smiled.
"We shall begin."
Emma never found out what she was going to say, because at that exact moment, a dark haired woman entered the room, pointing a gun at Killian. Her clothes were not old-fashioned. She was wearing tight black trousers and a simple silver shirt. Her boots were high heeled and despite her rather simple apppearance, she was captivating.
"Regina.", he said calmly. Wait, he knew her? She must have been a fucking time traveler then. Great. "You don't want to do this."
"Oh yes, I do.", Regina responded with a wicked smile.
Emma, without overanalyzing the moment or thinking about the odds, attacked the woman. Fortunately, she managed to grab the gun. Later, when she would try to remember why she did it, she would put her money on adrenaline. Maybe it was the thought of losing him. She didn't know.
"We're gonna leave, and you're gonna stay here. Got it?", Emma asked with a rather tough voice, pointing the gun at her. She could literrally feel the grin forming on Killian's face. "I have no idea who you are, miss. But you should know one thing about me. And you should keep it in mind. You have no idea what I'm capable of.", she threatened.
"Name's Emma Swan. And you have no idea what I'm capable of.", Emma replied with a breathy whisper.
"As I said, tough lass.", he whispered in her ear, making her shiver."
"Shut up. Let's go."
The three of them got out leaving Regina inside.
"I'll see you again on the next arranged meeting.", her grandmother said and disappeared.
"She went back to her son.", Emma simply said.
"We're going home, too.", he said and took her hand.
Moments later they were back to the present. Only then she realized that she was holding his left hand.
"What is going on?", she asked confused.
"I wanted to tell you, but I didn't get the chance." He paused. He looked nervous and she had never seen him nervous before. Something was going on. "Every time I touch you, it turns back into my hand again."
She didn't know what to say, so she wrapped her hands around his neck and hugged him tightly, forgetting every single thing that was troubling her. Knowing that she was falling.
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