I finally, after almost two months, saw Catching Fire. I love the Hunger Games (not quite as much as Once, but it was probably my first legitimate fandom), and the one scene that really stuck out to me was the scene where Katniss wakes up with a nightmare and Peeta rushes into her room on the train and then she asks him to stay with her. So that's what inspired this.
In my brain it's super cold in Storybrooke, way too cold for Hook to be out on the Jolly in the middle of winter, so Emma ends up inviting him to stay in the spare bedroom of the apartment through the winter. They aren't specifically in a relationship, but Emma is in the middle of working things out between Killian an Neal.
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Nightmares
They were there, on the island again. Pan stood next to Henry. She could see the fear in her son's eyes, but there was nothing she could do. No way that she could save him. Because he didn't trust her. He didn't believe her. He was lost, and he wanted to be the hero. Emma stood, helpless to do anything as Henry reached for his heart, pulling it out of his chest before she could stop him, and placing it in the body of Pan.
Henry fell limp on the ground and Emma screamed out for him, and suddenly she woke up, blackness surrounding her. Her bedroom door flew open, Hook standing in the doorway, terror filling his eyes.
When he saw that she was ok he calmed, his shoulders relaxing and some of the fright leaving his bright blue eyes. Emma noticed that he was dressed in sweatpants and a t-shirt, his hair rumpled and flying every which way. He had his hook attached to his left arm, probably put on with haste as he woke to her screams.
"I...I'm sorry" she whispered, pulling her knees to her chest and wrapping her arms around them.
"It's fine. I used to get them too" he responded, not moving any further into the room.
She looked at him with tired eyes, "Milah?"
"Yeah," he sighed, "Milah, among others." Emma knew that something had happened to his brother. David had told her briefly about it back in Neverland, but when she prompted the pirate about it, he had shut her out, his walls going up faster than she had ever seen before.
They were silent then, neither willing to move or say anything. Eventually Hook turned, "I'll leave you be, Love. Try to get someā¦"
"Killian" she started, and he froze, "Will you stay?"
He turned slowly, the fear long gone from his eyes and replaced with a mixture of love and the emotions that made up his past, of the fact that she had called him by his real name. That she had finally seen past his moniker and past Captain Hook. "Yeah. Yeah, of course" he said, his voice firm and grounding for Emma as he took a step back into the room.
Emma moved the comforter to allow him space to slide in next to her. He closed the door and moved towards the bed, taking off his hook as he did so and placing it on the bedside table when he reached it. The mattress dipped lightly as he sat down on the bed, swinging his legs up. Emma waited for him to get adjusted to the bed before crawling next to him, resting her head on his chest. His arm came around her automatically, pulling her closer into his embrace.
He kissed the top of her hair, "Sleep well Emma."
And for the first time since Neverland, she did.
