24hrs until season 3 premier. Who's exited? I'm hoping for some Hook/Queen. Happy reading and any reviews are appreciated - Colourful Darkness.
Regina was lying in Captain Hook's bed; he was already gone, so she assumed it must already be morning. Above her, on the deck, Regina heard a commotion. Loud voices and the slamming of timber. What was going on? Sitting up, Regina threw the blankets off her legs. She had just gotten to her feet when Hook burst through the door. His face was livid and there was blood on his hands, and on his chest; seeping over his already dark tunic.
"Is that blood?" asked Regina, running over to him. "What happened?"
"Oh, why don't you ask Prince Charming," snapped Hook. Of course it was David, thought Regina bitterly. Hook and David had been bickering through the entire voyage.
"Let me heal it for you," said Regina, stepping closer to him.
"No, I don't want your magic, love," said Hook, "reminds me too much of the crocodile."
Regina stared at him, annoyed. "So you're just going to sit here and bleed?"
Hook shrugged. "I'm sure it'll heal on its own."
"I'm not going to leave you here, bleeding," said Regina, "the wound could get infected."
Hook was paying much attention to her; he was still thinking about the fool, David.
"Fine," snapped Regina, "if you won't let me heal you and you're not going to tend yourself, then I'll do it the old fashion way." With that she conjured a bowl of water, antiseptic and a cloth.
"You're going to have to remove your tunic." Regina's voice was a whisper, filled with shyness and uncertainly. Hook blinked. This didn't sound like the brazen confident Queen, he knew.
He smiled wickedly. "If you want it off, take it off yourself."
Regina glared at him and put the bowl and cloth on the bedside table. Hook was sitting on the bed and she came to stand between his legs.
Suddenly Hook felt soft fingers on the buttons of his tunic. She was unbuttoning his top. It took her five minutes to peel the tunic off, revealing the contours of him underneath, sharp collarbones and ribcages, mottled with blood.
Regina reached for the cloth, dipped it in the water before bringing it to his wound.
Hook inhaled sharply and Regina looked at him.
"Surely a pirate like yourself has experienced more pain that this?"
Hook didn't say anything. He merely watched her as she repeated her actions again, the pain lessening this time.
"There all done," said Regina, five minutes later. "I'm sorry it's not as good as it would be if you had let me heal you."
When Hook didn't say anything again, Regina said, "Right, well I'm going to go speak to Mr Gold, about some "magical" stuff that might help us find Henry."
Hook eyes flashed. "You're going to the crocodile?"
"Yes," said Regina. She had just made her way to the cabin door when –
"Wait Regina." She stopped in her tracks. That was the first time he had said her name. He had always called her pet names like 'love' or 'your majesty.' She turned and looked at him, eyes wide.
"Thank you," he said.