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Chapter Three

Storybrooke, Maine

Emma stared dejectedly at the large red building in front of her. "I know," the girl from earlier who she found out was named Jamie, sighed, "I hate school too." She looped her arm through Emma's, apparently they were best friends, "But at least the teachers are gorgeous to look at. Seriously, I didn't know they made men that hot before."

Emma tried to look engaged, but she was having trouble following the conversation. How could a man be hot? Hot was a temperature. Did he have a fever? Was he sick. "I know." She finally agreed, realizing Jamie was waiting for a response.

"Come on, let's do a lap." Jamie grinned at her, pulling her towards Addison, Alma and Elaine. "We wouldn't want to be early." She smirked.

"School is for losers." Elaine complained, draping her blonde braid back over her shoulders, "Honestly I don't know why we're forced to be here. When am I ever going to need to know any of this bullshit?"

Bullshit? Emma struggled to keep the confusion off her face at the terminology of this new land. "I know, it's a total waste of our lives, but at least they hire hot teachers here at Storybrooke High, they were not nearly as gorgeous as the ones in middle school." Alma agreed, pulling her auburn hair into two long braids as they walked.

Addison skipped in front of them, adjusting her black headband and her baby blue dress as she tucked her shoulder length blonde hair behind her ears. At least her outfit seemed almost familiar. The dress was too short, but still sweet, and the white tights and black shoes could be found in parts of her own land. She looked eerily familiar in those colors, like Emma had met her or seen a picture of her somewhere. She must be from another kingdom or land. Land. "Bloody hell." Emma murmured.

The other four girls stopped to look at her, "What?" Jamie scrunched up her face, "What are you British or something?" She laughed, "Or maybe you just have a crush on Mr. Locksley or Mr. Jones." She taunted.

Jones. Emma stopped in her tracks causing the other girls stop too. Killian's last name was Jones. It couldn't be could it? Well Alice from Wonderland was here. Technically Alice had been a prisoner in Wonderland, kept there by the Queen of Hearts. She'd seen pictures and heard stories over the years. At least she knew who one person was. Now she just had to remember that Alice was going by Addison in this strange world and didn't seem to know she was a girl from a family of distinction in the Enchanted Forest who stupidly went through a portal by herself after stealing one of Jefferson's hats that her father had and was captured. She'd almost lost her head from the stories Emma had heard.

A shrill sound that was reminiscent of a bell echoed down the hallway, "Two more minutes before we make our appearance?" Elaine asked as she twirled a snowflake shaped pendant between her fingers. Alma had a matching one.

"Sounds good. Wouldn't want to appear too eager." Alma agreed, tucking her arm into Elaine's. Emma had also learned that they were sisters. They looked nothing alike though. She bit her lip as she tried to figure out who they were and who Jamie was.

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Killian stood at the front of the room Ryan Locksley, he'd found a letter at their home with his name on it, left him in. It had long black tables in the back and was definitely a laboratory. He knew nothing of science and figured today he would more than likely blow something or someone up if he was forced to mess with chemicals. Where was Dr. Frankenstein when you needed him most?

A terribly off key bell sounded that nearly made Killian jump out of his skin. There were throngs of young adults in the room and even more skirting down the hallway. Why they were all corralled in this building and how he seemed to be in charge of them was beyond him. Looking at them their ages seemed to range from around fourteen to eighteen. They really should be better behaved than this. He couldn't help glancing around hoping to find Emma in the room.

"Yo, Mr. Jones!" A boy with long hair, earrings and tattoos caught his attention, "Aren't you going to take attendance?" Take attendance?

"You know they're going to be late." A girl of Native American heritage spoke up. Killian recognized her the moment his eyes landed on her. She was Pocahontas. Her tribe lived on the edge of the Enchanted Forest. He glanced around. John Smith did not appear to be in the room anywhere. That did make sense though, John Smith, who he'd met briefly in passing before he became a pirate, was a member of King George's Navy, now King David's. He was from Emma's kingdom. He wasn't quite sure who was going to be late until the door opened and the class seemed to settle down as five girls entered the room.

His eyes flew over them, a blonde he recognized as the Queen of Arendale, Queen Elsa, her sister Anna, a girl with blonde hair he didn't recognize, and Princess Jasmine of Akraba. Princess Jasmine had her arm looped through another blonde. She wasn't facing him, but he could tell by her posture and her long hair who she was, "So nice of you to join us." Killian finally stated calmly.

The blonde turned her head and her green eyes locked with his blue ones. Together they breathed out a simultaneous breath of relief. They'd found each other.

"Yo, Mr. Jones," the boy from earlier who he know recognized as Aladdin was staring at him, "attendance? Can't get another detention." He muttered under his breath. Detention?

Queen Elsa stepped forward, "Wouldn't be so bad if you were running it, Mr. Jones." She leered at him.

Killian's eyes widened, he'd met Queen Elsa when he was a member of King Charles's Royal Navy. She was beautiful, refined, polite, and never spoke out of turn. She was the epitome of grace, beauty and class. She had to be since she took the throne before she was of age in an attempt to keep Prince Hans and his army out of Arendale. This was not the Queen Elsa he knew. "Sit." He finally mumbled.

Emma was led to a seat and sat down, her eyes never leaving Killian as he shuffled through papers on a desk before finally finding a list of students. This was what he needed. Leaning on the desk he picked up a pen. He needed to write down who everyone really was next to their fake names.

"Elaine." He looked up. Elsa

"Alma." His eyes landed on Anna, Elsa's sister.

"Addison." He looked at the girl, he had no earthly clue who she was.

"Anita." A red head. Ariel.

"Alex." Aladdin. At least he could see a theme in the names.

He continued until he reached a familiar name. "Emma." He noted her last name was the name of her prize horse, Swan.

"Here." She smiled at him. It was a soft smile, one he loved to see, one she reserved for him alone. He could remember the first time she used that smile on him, during their improper walk around the lake two weeks after they'd met. He'd seen it so many times. His favorite time was after they made love, when she was just watching him, taking him in. He felt his body hum at the thought. He could truly hold her and love her now, he glanced at his hand instinctively. He wondered if she noted the change.

Clearing his throat he continued with the list. He knew who about half of the students were back in their world. What he didn't know is how he and Emma appeared to know who they were, but no one else did.

Another bell sounded and the students all stood, rushing out the door. Killian cleared his throat, "Miss Swan." He called her forward.

Emma smiled at the girls, "Go on without me." She whispered. When the room was empty, Emma crossed it and pressed her body up against Killian's. "Thank God." She murmured against his neck.

"I'm so thankful you're alright." He pressed a kiss to her temple, before guiding her head up to his with both hands, pressing his lips to hers.

She paused mid kiss and leaned back, "You're hand." She whispered, turning her face into his left palm and pressing a kiss to it, "How? You didn't have it when we"

"I have no idea. I noted it this morning." He stroked her cheek with it, let his fingers feel her hair before sliding it down her body and hauling her flush against him, letting his hand lightly grab her ass.

She yelped in surprise and giggled. Leaning into him she took a deep breath, loving that she could smell him again, "What is going on, Killian?" She asked.

He shook his head, "I don't know. I apparently live with a man named Ryan Locksley."

"Well I live with a bunch of people. One is Alice, the girl who is being held hostage in Wonderland. She was the girl in the blue dress."

"I know the other women you walked in with." He leaned down and kissed her again. "The blonde with the braid is Queen Elsa from Arendale. She's your age. Her sister is Anna, she's two years younger than you." He paused, "The tan girl is Princess Jasmine from Akraba. Her betrothed was in here as well, he had longer hair and earrings. His name is Aladdin."

"He's living in the house I'm in. It seems to be an odd assortment of people from our land. I haven't the foggiest idea who the older woman was this morning." She admitted.

"We need to find out where we are and how we got here." Killian whispered before leaning down to press another kiss to her lips. Emma responded immediately, one hand reaching up to grab onto the collar of his shirt, the other wrapping around his head and tangling in his hair. One of his own hands slipped underneath her shirt while the other found its way into her hair, lightly tugging at it. He swallowed her low moan at his actions. She wrapped her leg around his calf, attempting to draw their bodies as close together as possible..

The door opened suddenly, "What the bloody hell is going on here?" Both Killian and Emma pulled back and turned.

"Ryan." Killian waved to him, "This is Emma." He introduced the two.

Ryan shut the door and crossed his arms, "I know who she is, she's in my math class. My question is what is it you're doing with her?"

For a brief moment Emma wondered if he recognized her as Princess Emma who'd run away to be with the infamous Captain Hook, then she recognized him. "Robin?" She questioned.

"Robin?" Killian asked. He stared at her for a moment before muttering, "Bloody hell it is."

"Robin?" The man stated flatly, "My name is Ryan and you are to call me Mr. Locksley." He pointed to Emma with a look of disdain on his face. She wondered briefly what kind of person she was in this alternative world. "Killian what is going on here?" He asked, "You and a student? You know that's against the rules. In fact if she's not eighteen it's illegal."

"Illegal?" Emma's head fell to the side, "Well then it's a good thing I'm eighteen." She straightened her shoulders and Killian could see the daughter of Charming and Snow was about to come out.

"How about we discuss this at a later time, mate?" Killian asked his roommate, "I promise to explain everything."

Ryan's eyes narrowed, "Don't you have to be in class, Miss Swan?"

Emma stared up at Killian unsure of what to do or where to go, "I suppose so." She whispered, stepping back.

Killian grabbed her hand with his left hand and they both smiled at the contact, "I'll find you later." He squeezed her hand with a soft smile and watched as the door shut.

"You are in so much trouble, mate." Ryan told him flatly.

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The Enchanted Forest, Five Days Prior

Emma stretched her legs and walked around. Riding on horseback was beginning to wear on her. She sighed and took a sip of her water. She needed to get moving. If she could get to Cheshire in under the six allotted days she could be with Killian sooner. Mounting Clarence again, Emma took off towards the next town, knowing she would need to stop for more supplies.

A few hours later when she stopped at a watering hole for horses to let Clarence rest while she stretched her legs she heard a conversation that made her pause.

"I heard from a dwarf who heard from a fairy. He was down at the port looking for Princess Emma who has vanished." Emma instinctively ducked her head and stepped back.

"So this curse?" The woman asked.

"He thought it was the Evil Queen finally following through with her threat from King David and Queen Snow's wedding. Sending us to a place where there are no happy endings." The man said, "But then again it came from a dwarf, how reliable is the information?"

Emma cursed under her breath and grabbed Clarence, mounting him again and dashing off. She needed to get further today.

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Three Months Earlier

Two months. She hadn't seen him for two months. His goodbye still rang in her head. He didn't want people to notice the Jolly Roger spent too much time at this port. He didn't want them connected. He said it would ruin her, but she wondered briefly if she was just another wench to him and if he didn't really care for her at all. Of course that made no sense logically. She hadn't given him anything, so unless he was only sticking around just to hope he one day could say he had a princess in his bed, there were obviously deeper feelings keeping him in the Enchanted Forest. Over the past two months she'd been miserable, barely able to eat, she spent her eighteenth birthday in tears, leaving her own ball. She knew her father would find her a suitor, but she didn't want one anymore.

"Emma?" Emma looked up from the boot she was lacing. Her mother was standing in her doorway, "Are you going riding?"

Emma nodded, "I need fresh air."

"Maybe you need rest. You're still so pale." She murmured to her daughter. "What is this about?"

"I just want to get out of the palace and see the sun for a while." Emma told her.

"Want company?" Snow offered.

"Not particularly." Emma snapped.

Snow White sighed and moved to sit on the edge of a chair in her daughter's changing room, "Are you concerned about finding a suitor?" She asked. Emma didn't respond, "This doesn't have to happen now. We can wait until a man you love comes around." Emma felt her heart and stomach clench. That was the other thing she realized about Killian. She was certain she loved him. She couldn't stand not being with him. She needed him. She needed him in the same way she needed air and food and water and it was hard to take in any of those things when he wasn't here. It was hard to simply exist when he was not here.

"You won't find one." Emma told her honestly. It was the truth, they'd found her plenty of suitors she just turned them down. Eventually she'd have to either figure out how to make it work with Killian or settle for one of the men her father introduced her to. She paused, "Father will find a suitable one. I'm sure of it. And I will marry whoever will help the kingdom." She knew those words would end the conversation. "True love only exists for the two of you." She snapped standing up and leaving her mother. She wanted to get out of the palace. She knew his ship returned today. She only hoped he'd be by the lake to greet her.

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XOXO

MAS