Wow, 4 reviews last chapter! Thank you to scifigrrl (no you didn't but it might be coming up idk), LyrisaLove, PhoenixGrifyndor, and Km88 (im a captain swan shipper so we will definetly be seeing emma in the story)! This is for you guys!


"Your father is Killian?" I nodded at her utterly shocked question.

"He's the one who brought you here."

"I know, so you know him pretty well?"

"Uhh, yeah he's my... friend."

"Just a friend?" I asked disappointedly. I was hoping she was my new mother. Emma was so nice to me... Why couldn't my real mother be like her? Why couldn't she be my mother?

"Well, kind of... It's complicated Kila. Umm anyway are you ready?" My eyebrows furrowed as I looked at her confused.

"Ready for what?"

"To meet your father."

"What?" I said as my stomach churned. I suddenly got really nervous. No, no, I can't. He won't like me.

"We're going to tell Killian, he is your father," she said as she slid out of the booth and offered me her hand. "Come on kid."

"But... What if he doesn't want me?" I asked, exposing my fears.

"He's your father. He'll want you."

"How do you know? My own mother didn't want me..."

"Is that why your afraid to tell him? You're afraid he'll be like your mother?" I nodded and lowered my head shamefully.

"Hey, it's alright Kila. I can promise you everything will be alright."

"How can you promise that?" I asked still not looking at her.

"Because I know Hook." I looked at her skeptically.

"I do and I know he is an honorable man. He will do what is right."

"But I don't want him just to keep me because its honorable... I want him to want me..."

"I don't see why he wouldn't want you, honey. You are a very sweet girl."

"I am?" I questioned as I finally looked at her. She nodded as she smiled at me. I smiled back at her. I really like Emma.

"OK," I finally agreed. I took her hand as we left the eatery.

"So where did he go?"

"Well, he went with Snow and David to find out more about you and how we can get you to you're parents. We get to give them the good news that we already know." The rest of our walk was pretty much her explaining this town and realm.

We ended up back at the docks where the trio had found my torn up ship.

"Swan?" Hook asked as we approached. I tried to swallow down the lump in my throat and my hand was slipping from Emma's grip, as it started sweating.

"Did you find something?" David asked his daughter. I wonder why she doesn't call them mom and dad or something.

"I did, Kila knows who her father is. We came to tell you," she said directing her statement at Killian.

"Who is it, love," he asked oblivious to the facts.

"I know it's going to be a shock but... Its you Killian. Kila is your daughter." I didn't realize I had stopped breathing, awaiting his reaction.


"What?" Snow asked also very surprised. Hook said nothing as we stood there. He isn't happy?

"That's what she said. I used my superpower. She's telling the truth and I can see that she kinda looks like Killian."

"Wow umm, congratulation pirate," David said awkwardly. Killian just stared at me. Please say something, please just say something...

"She's mine?" the pirate finally asked.

"Yes, Hook, this is your daughter." His faced kind of twisted with all sorts of emotions, mostly ones of confusion and then...happiness?

Emma took my moment of confusion to remove me from behind her and nudge me toward my father who crouched down to my level.

"Hello, love," he said and I began to tear up. Could my father actual be happy about the news?

"Hello, sir," I replied in my teary voice. Hook chuckled.

"You don't have to sir me, Kila." I looked into his light colored eyes.

"What should I call you then?"

"Anything you want..." I nodded and was overcome with my burning curiosity.

"Do..." I took a big breath. "Do I get to stay with you? You won't send me away like Mother?"

"You're my daughter, you're staying with me. I will tell you though I've never been a father and I might make some mistakes but I would like you to stay with me if that's what you would like." My face showed my delight as I smiled. A teared rolled down my face and my father whipped it away with his right hand thumb and I flung myself into his arms. I found him, I found my family. I have finally won...

"Well, well, well, isn't this just a sweet moment," the voice from my nightmares said from the side.


Peter Pan stood just a few feet away, probably used his magic to stay undetected. I started to shake and I backed up a couple steps. Everyone went on the defensive then. Swords were drawn and readied for a fight.

"How did you get out of your magic chains, Pan?" David demanded at once. Peter showed a black cuff and tossed it to the side.

"Never make a trap you can't get out of," he said like only the smug Peter Pan could. He focused his attention on me.

"Well, hello again, my sweet. Long time no see," he said in a way that made me want to get sick.

"You two know each other? How?" Emma asked Pan demandingly, like her father.

"Oh I have known sweet Kila for a long time now. I'm the one that rescued her from Jacklynn, her poor excuse for a mother." I knew my mother wasnt too good at being a mom but that was still my mother.

"Shut the hell up, Pan," I replied furiously. Hook moved me farther behind him and gave me a look of warning before he turned his attention back to Pan.

"Ohh, someone needs to teach you to speak to your superiors with respect," he said as if it were another one of his game on Neverland.

"You won't be that someone, you won't be getting anywhere near her," my father said protectively.

"Oh?" he laughed. "But how are you going to get this back?" He pulled out my satchel, the bag that held my cure.

"What is that?" Hook questioned. All of the adults were curious. Pan, please don't. My father won't want me anymore if I'm broken...

"It was the only thing that could have kept your precious family together," he said ominously as he used his magic to slip away again. Emma and Charming took off after him. Everyone else lowered their weapons and turned to me.

"Kila, do you know what was in the bag?" Snow asked. I opened my mouth to tell them.

"I have no idea."