Chapter Four: Come Out Come Out Where Ever You Are
"What's a pretty girl like you doing wandering these streets alone in the middle of the night?" a familiar voice called from behind her as she crossed through an alley. She turned around to find Hook leaning against a burnt out lamp post across the deserted parking lot. She crossed the space until she was a few paces from where he stood.
"I thought you left for good." she said, taking a small step closer as she looked past his shoulder, avoiding his bright blue eyes.
"Disappointed?" he asked, his eyes narrowed in masked pain.
"More like... relieved." she settle on those few simple words, finally stepping flush up against him, wrapping her arms around his neck. It only took a few seconds for the pirate to brush off the surprise at her rare display of emotion and wrap his arms protectively around her back, pulling her against his chest as her head fell against his neck.
"Thank you." she whispered against his skin, pressing her lips against his pulse point, only briefly.
"I don't know what for, but you're welcome, love." he grinned against her shoulder, pressing his lips to the cold, exposed skin. She closed her eyes at the feel of his warm mouth on her, relishing in the peace it gave her.
"Are you really going to leave?" she asked, seriousness back in her voice. She looked up at him, her chin level with his chest.
"Yes. Soon Baefire will return to Storybrooke and your family will be back together. I wont stand in the way of his happiness again. And I wont stand in the way of yours."
"You know I don't love him. Why do you have to make me say it." she exclaimed, pushing him away out of frustration, his body barely moving from her weak shove. She turned her back to him and paced away angrily. "I don't love him. There, are you happy?" she exclaimed, turning back to face him, her arms shooting into the air.
"Believe it or not, love. But your sadness does not make me happy." he said, making no move to close the distance she put between them.
"You can't leave, Hook. We just got back. From Neverland no less." she said, plopping down on a small bench on the street corner, the light above it burnt out covering the space with black.
"No, Swan. You just got back to your home. To your family. I never stay in one place for long. There's no where for me to get back to because I've never had a home. Certainly not in Storybrooke. I made port for a short while and now I will be on my way." he explained, leaning against the light post instead of taking a seat beside her.
"Just because you leave doesn't mean I am going to run away with Neal and live happily ever after. I've known him for years and my powers have never surfaced." she admitted, shaking her head and putting her palms to her face.
"Maybe some day he will ignite them." Hook replied simply, propping one foot up behind him on the post.
"I didn't know you were so hopeful for me to be with another man. I guess I wont keep you in this place any longer. You clearly want to get out of here." she said, standing up and heading back the way she came.
"If you think for one second that I want you with any man then you have not been paying attention. But this fellow seems to look out for you. And your boy." he said, grabbing her wrist to pull her back around. He needed her to understand.
She had a sad smile across her face at his words, looking up at him, her hand against his chest. "It seems you haven't been paying attention either. Neal left us. When I was pregnant, he watched me get put away in jail and I never heard from him again. You may think we are this big happy family from what you have seen the past few weeks. But let me be clear, that has been only the past few weeks. " she explained, her eyes offended at his assumptions of this picture perfect life he apparently thought she had. He wasn't even close.
"He left you pregnant and in jail? That's pretty cold, love. Even for me." Hook replied.
"It's not like I wanted to give my kid up for adoption. But what else was I going to do? I was just released from prison back into my old life. Homeless, and alone. I couldn't raise a child. I was starving half the time as it was, I didn't want to bring a baby into that kind of life. So I gave him up. And ten years later he found me, then Neal came back into my life somehow. And then I met this cocky pirate who thinks he knows everything about me." she said, shoving out of his hold again and taking a step back.
"You couldn't have just asked me about Neal, Killian." she sighed, looking into his eyes for a long moment. "You could have just asked. You didn't have to assume that once he came back I wouldn't give a shit about you or what happened in Neverland anymore. I think you know me better then that by now." She was hurt and he saw it.
It took a moment for him to get past the fact that she had called him by his mortal name. To get past how incredibly protective of her it made him feel. "Neverland wasn't anything, Swan. The island plays tricks on the enemy. It played tricks on us." he said rolling his eyes.
He nodded, a layer of tears glazing over her eyes as she blinked them back. He opened his mouth to say something at the site of her sadness, but her response didn't let him.
"You're right." she nodded, taking a step back from him. "And I fell for it." and without a moments hesitation she turned on her heels and jogged down the street until she got to her apartment. There was nothing left to do but to move on from Neverland. To forget. Because Hook was right. It was all just a game. And it was done now.
Sorry for the short chapters you guys. With the holidays upon us and my job being in retail, shit is getting crazy and I work till midnight, and then 1 am come December. 3 Thanks for reading. Review please