Fourth – The sky

"When wrong becomes right, when the sky never gets cloudy and the moon is always full is when you found love."Roberta Würzius

The sky, viewed from the ship pier, was completely cloudless, with a blue that is only seen on the sunny days. He spent a lot of time looking at the woods, hoping to see some blond girl looking for him. But he knew she wouldn't look for him. He lied to her after all. Emma wasn't the kind of girl who accept lies easily. He walked slowly for the ship, without no tribulation. He was alone. Of course Cora would appear, but he knew she was only using him, like him was only using her only to go for Storybrooke. He looked for the stock of rum of the ship, he was drunk. Very drunk.

- Drinking in this hour of the day? – Cora's voice appeared behind him. He looked at her. She wouldn't stop smile for a minute?

- There is no bloody time for drink for a pirate, milady – He said. She walked through the ship, looking in the direction of the woods.

- You could distract the blondie? – She asked, looking for him. – I was quite suspecting that she is the smartest of the group.

- She is – He murmured

- But she suspected of anything?

He remembered the kiss. The kiss, if it was the true love kiss, would have break the forgetting spell. – No, she didn't.

Cora laughed – So, let's go to Storybrooke. You have the compass, I hope.

- I have – He said, taking the compass of his pocket. – Now give me back the hook.

She smiled, and with a gest of her hand, the hook appeared in his hand.

- I wouldn't let her has any tip of who you are, wouldn't I? – She smiled harder. He was sick of her.

- Now, lets go.

- Wait, handsome – She said, doing tricks with her hand again, he was stuck in the in a column of the vessel. He couldn't even move his hand, the ropes was too tight. – I don't want to have distractions in my trip to my daughter. You are not coming.

- What? – He was shocked – You can't leave me here forever! Cora, get me out of here.

- The ropes wouldn't last forever, for the love of god. I just need time to go to the Sotrybrooke without you. The ropes will disappear after some hours. Easy, Captain.

- Cora. Cora. You can't do this to me. I helped you with all. – He said, grumbling. – Where are you going?

- I will go for the Lake Mostos, do my way for Storybrooke on my own. I'm just treating you like you did with the Swan girl. – She smiled – Don't take this personal, but it wasn't in my plans take you with me.

- CORA – He screamed, but she was gone. He was trapped.

He tried everything, but the ropes was like steel. He was getting thirst, and tired. He shouldn't had trusted in her, never. But she was right, he betrayed Emma. He betrayed her pretending he was without memory too, just distracting her from her objective. Find her son. He was so selfish. Since the day that Milah died, he was blind for another thing that wasn't his revenge. But she woke up him for everything. Emma was the sun in the middle of his own darkness.

And there where he was, trapped in his own selfishness. He gave up fighting with the rope, looking at the sun, with his mouth dry, imaging how long he will last until he pass out.