Authors note
Unfortunately 2 updates on the same day count as one from my experience so I would suggest to those, who don't follow the story to read chapter 5 The Fight first.
This means because I don't want any chapter to be overseen that I will only update 1 chapter a day.
I'm flashed by all the new followers and reviews- you made my day.
MissMimisAccount: I'll finish this story, promised. The plot is outlined and I can't wait to write the last two chapters because they were the main scenes I had in mind when I had the idea of this story. How long the story will be depends on my muse which fills the content between my outlined plot.
And now on with the story and no epic tale is made without some angst so please don't be too mad at me.
"The Captain is in a much lighter mood in these past days" Sean starts their conversation as they are peeling potatoes for dinner. It was really great to see how he improves, no stuttering anymore in her presence.
Since the legendary swordfight she and Hook had found a way to ease the tension boiling between them by flirting and bantering.
It became a daily routine that they would sit together at dinner and drink some rum and/or play something with other crewmembers afterwards. On Sean's statement Emma just grins and answers "yes must be the daily entertainment he's joining at latest" remembering the last day when after a few rounds of rum one of the sailors has started to sing a chanty.
Not long after others had joined including Hook and she was mesmerized by his voice as it was beautiful, strong and warm.
His singing could be count as foreplay. Her thoughts drifts...
"Yeah, this and pardon me Emma, but I think it has also something to do with you. To be honest I've never seen him this way and some of the older mates even say that they have never seen him like this…"
Emma doesn't know what to say. She also notices the changes in his demeanor, like picking up her plate after dinner or that he always opens the doors for her. She even mocks him with "Oh now you're being a gentleman, Hook" and at the expected answer "Love, I'm always a gentleman "only makes her grin widened.
He transforms more and more into the Killian she has come to value and the fact is frightening her.
What if she changes the future somehow? She doesn't want to think of any other future than the one she wants to return to as soon as possible.
"Ah Sean, don't flatter me, your captain is simply enjoying the journey under great weatherly circumstances. "
"When you say so…" and so they continue to peel the potatoes.
After they have finished, Emma excuses herself and makes her way up on deck. There is a small wind and something strange is in the air. Hook is at the helm, steering his ship and looking like he is one unit with her.
Emma can't help but yearn for the black cladded figure.
"Seriously, you're going to pretend everyone doesn't see the yearning looks and doe eyes" Regina's statement came into her mind. Ok Regina, point taken, I definitely yearn. He's just so good looking when the wind blows through his thick hair...
"Swan" Hook calls and motions her to come up the helm. "Do you want to learn how to steer?" She eyes him in disbelieve to make sure he's telling the truth and there it is, he holds her look as to prove the point and so she steps forward.
"So how do I steer your boat" she mocks him "Swan, you should know better. She's a ship and if you come to me and grab the wheel I will show you" She is plastered between the wheel and Hook , feeling his lean body pressed into her back.
"Port and Starboard" he motions to the signs graved behind the wheel. "Left and right" is her commentary and he only grins.
"When I say go two notches port you have to move the wheel…"two bar to the left, may I?
"Yes, you're a quick learner, from my experience, you would make a hell of a pirate", Swan!" He takes her hand to the bar and together they move the wheel.
They're standing in silence just enjoying the mutual presence. She feels his breath in her neck and his body heat warms her in this chill evening.
She even leans more into him and his hooked arm sneaks around her when they hear a shout from the crown nest.
"Ship ahead, Captain! And it raises the black sail!"
The moment is broken and she is aware of how is body freezes. The commotion on deck grows higher and higher. Smee approaches them "Captain it seems that it is the Queen Anne's Revenge" "Give me my spy-glass, Smee!"
He looks through it only to get his suspicion confirmed. "Blackbeard" he growls. "Swan get under deck and hide, this won't be pretty!"
She hesitates a moment but as she sees the determination in his eyes she does as he says.
"Mates, trouble ahead! It seems that Blackbeard is about to attack us. Are you ready to fight? For the Jolly Roger, for our lives and for your Captain?!"
The crew raises their fists up in the air and a loud "Aye" sound above deck.
Emma wanders nervously back and forth in her cabin. She hears stamping of many feet above here, a noise that seems to come from moving the cannon in their respective positions and all this even makes her nerviness grow more.
By the first shot she is shocked but soon the noise of others follows. The Jolly Roger rocks to the side as she makes contact with the other ship. She hears men howling and it seems that the battle has started.
She can't just stay here and hope for the best. She has to help them, has to fight at their side. She is the reason they were sailing in these waters and her decision is made. She grabs her dagger and the sword with which she dueled Hook and runs above deck.
There she is greeted with chaos. Men fighting everywhere, blood are splattering, injured and dead bodies on the ground and she is just in time to pull her sword to defend Sean against some rag-looking pirate.
She attends the fight with full passion only half aware, that she kills some men with her sword.
The fight grows wilder and wilder and there are victims of both sides. Hook is oblivious of Emma's participation at the battle till he spots her blonde head which is highlighted in the battle scene. At this moment Emma is cornered by three filthy looking pirates who seem to have more in mind than just attack and kill her.
"What a nice whore Hook got himself there" One with fewer teeth than fingers says as he is approaching her. "Yes Wilson, seems like we find us the jackpot on this vessel" the other one mentions who apparently has only one eye and is approaching her as well.
Two she could handle but the third one is a giant and he seems to be even more eager to get his way with her. "Stop it guys. I saw her first I take her first" He is already just a few inches away as he collapses like a card house. His two mates turn around confused.
"Emma" a heavy breathing Hook stands behind the fallen man, blood dripping from his cutlass.
"Ah come to rescue your whore, Hook" the one eyed pirate spat at him.
"She's not a whore!" Hook's voice is raging with anger and soon both attackers fall dead on the floor.
"Emma, love, is everything fine" She only nods and take in his appearance. His hair is messy, he is breathing heavy and his leather attire is soaked with blood.
"Love, there was a reason why I asked you to stay hidden, this-"he motions around deck "is dangerous and I don't want to get you hurt"
"But I can help! I even battled some of these filthy creatures!" "Yes you did, but it would help me to know that you're not in danger!" His look is pleading and with a sigh she retreats the battle.
As she is on her way, trying not to draw any further attention she looks back and sees Killian (yes this is Killian not Hook!) battle 3 pirates at once. He is such a great swords-man but then she recognizes that it is just an ambush as Blackbeard is approaching him to make a final hit.
That's then something snaps inside her.
"Conjuring magic is not an intellectual endeavor. It's emotion. You must ask yourself, why am I doing this, who am I protecting. Feel it!"
Rumples words are echoing in her mind and she feels it, she feels the magic in her. How is it possible? Zelena took her magic; it hasn't return after her death why does she feel it now?!Repression, she didn't want to have any magic, wanted just to live a normal life with Henry in New York, but this feels just like a bad dream for her because now, Killian's life is on the line and she needs to help him.
With a desperate cry of "Killian!" she concentrates all the power she got and a white burst of power rushes through her directly to all the enemies who arch on the floor unable to move any limp anymore.
A strange silence falls over deck as Killian just stares at Emma in disbelief. He looks behind himself only to find Blackbeard on his knees the knife with which he planned to kill him still raised, but currently frozen to this place.
That's then he hears a shout from the Queen Anne.
"She's a witch! Kill her" and everything goes in slow motion. Emma turns to the voice only to see an archer taking his position aiming on her. She hears Killian's frantic shouts of her name and erratic movements as he tries desperately to reach her in time, but it is too late.
The arrow shots through the air and hits her in her shoulder, right above her heart. She stumbles backwards in Killian's arms, still upholding her magic.
"Defeat them! I don't know how long…"
"Shh Emma save your breath" he motions his crew to finish of the enemy which they execute directly.
"Smee! Help me bringing Emma to my quarter. Sean search for Doc and bring hot water and some clean sheets to my cabin"
Emma wonders why there is so much concern in his voice because she can only look up in this beautiful eyes and he is alive!
"Killian" and the world turns black.
