Chapter 8 -The Ferry Ride
Emma had to hold back a chuckle as Don sat down on the ground with his head in between his legs taking a few deep breaths, they had just boarded the ferry to travel from Seattle to Forks and apparently Don got seasick very easily, since they weren't even moving yet, and some waves were splashing up causing the ferry to move slightly, and as soon as that started happening Don turned green and had to jump out of the car, almost falling in the process, and run to the side of the ferry, throwing up.
"Are…are… we…there yet?" Don stuttered not taking his head out from between his legs.
"We haven't even left yet, Don." Emma said.
"What?" Don asked surprised, "but…the…boat…is…moving…"
"Those are waves, Don." Emma said kneeling down beside him touching his shoulder, "are you sure you're going to be OK doing this?"
"I'm… not… lea…ving… you…" Don said trying to catch his breath.
"Why don't you try some Gravol then?" Emma suggested.
"No…" Don said before jumping up and throwing up over the edge of the ferry again.
"Attention, ladies and gentlemen," A voice, probably the captain's, sounded over the intercom of the ship, "we are about to leave the docs," he stated before going into the typical safety procedures, of telling people to be careful when they walk, and where the life jackets were, Emma was already trained in all that fun stuff, she had to be for when she took the police boat out in the summer to catch impaired boaters, in the summer when she took the boat out was the rare time when Don wasn't with her, and as Emma watched Don puke over the side of the ship again, she saw why.
"The ferry ride today will take about two and a half hours." The captain stated, before blowing the horn and the boat started moving.
"Oh God…" Don whimpered.
"I have Gravol." Emma said reaching into her purse and takin the bottle out waving it in front of Don's green face. Don groaned standing up and throwing up over the side of the ferry again. Emma had warned Don not to have a huge bacon cheese burger, fries, and a chocolate shake when they had stopped for lunch at a small ma and pa's diner for lunch, killing time before the ferry left, but he had said that he would be fine, Emma knew that all that food would make Don's sea sickness so much worse, but she wasn't in the mood to argue with him about food, so she left it alone. After they had finished eating Emma had offered Don some Gravol, but he had denied, not that Emma was surprised Don very rarely took medication, but Emma figured that Don might change his mind now.
"Are you sure you don't want any?" Emma said waving the bottle of Gravol in front of Don's face again.
Don glanced at it for a minute, and then shook his head, "no I'll be fine."
"Are you sure?" Emma asked pointing in the direction of Seattle's dock, they hadn't gone very far yet, so the docks were still quite visible, "We still have a long way to go before we get to Forks."
Don looked back at the docks and then immediately turned his head throwing up again, "fine." He managed to say in between breaths.
"That's what I thought." Emma said smiling as Don took the bottle from her, putting two pills in his hand and putting them in his mouth, Don then took the bottle of water that Emma handed to him swallowing them.
"Let's get you back to the car, in case you pass out." Emma stated, taking Don's hand, something she would never normally do since she didn't like him in that way, and didn't want to give him the wrong idea, but right now she didn't need her partner falling and hurting himself, luckily they hadn't roamed too far away from the car, since Don wouldn't have been able to run too far anyways.
"How are you feeling?" Emma asked opening the passenger door for Don.
"Must you be right about everything?" Don asked as he got into the car, as he did Emma could see that the colour was starting to return to his face.
"So you're feeling better?" Emma asked smiling as Don rested his head against the headrest closing his eyes, nodding his head.
"Get some sleep." Emma said closing the door, it wasn't very warm today, and it was starting to rain, so at least Don would be OK with the car door closed, she would check on him in a bit. Walking to the side of the ferry and leaning against the railing, Emma looked around but all she could really see was water, and maybe the odd island, or house, after a while Emma started to think of the reason that her and Don were going to Forks, this gang that her and Don were going to have to try and find and spy on to get as much information on them as possible, was scaring Emma a little bit, granted both her and Don were undercover officers, but that was to catch guys who steal women's purses, or people who were drunk driving, or creating a nuisance, hell even stopping a bank robbery, which was dangerous in itself, but her and Don had never had to do anything as risky as spying on a gang. Emma knew that if her or Don or both were caught by the members of the gang, then they would be killed or worse. Emma sighed trying to push the thought out of her head, Don and her were good cops, that's why Captain Simpson sent them on this case, if anyone could stop this gang and find Captain Simpson's missing son, it was her and Don. From reading the file on Captain Simpson's son, Peter, the police believed that he was still alive, but no one could pinpoint exactly where he was, so finding him was going to be difficult, but Emma knew that she couldn't let Captain Simpson down, and one way or another she was going to find Peter, that was a promise that she made to herself.
Walking back to the car to check on Don Emma smiled to herself as she saw that he had fallen asleep, they were about an hour and a half into the ferry ride now, so hopefully Don would sleep the rest of the way so that Emma wouldn't have to deal with more puking, not that it bothered her at all, but it still wasn't pleasant being around someone throwing up every five seconds. Opening the car door as quietly as she could Emma got in glancing over her shoulder as she did so, Don moved his head slightly before he started snoring again, holding her breath Emma closed the door as quietly as she could manage, letting out the breath that she was holding as Don continued his snoring, she hadn't woken him.
He snores like a bear, Emma thought to herself turning on the radio keeping it low so that she wouldn't wake up Don. Scanning through the radio stations listening for a few seconds on each one, Emma tried to find one with a song that she actually wanted to listen to, the first one was some rap song that Emma couldn't stand, the next one had some opera song, followed by an oldie, and then a weird song that was a cross between rap, disco, and somehow an oldie all mixed into one, which sounded awful, sighing Emma turned to another station, the song that was being played seemed nice and slow and Emma decided that it would do for the time being. Leaning her head against the head rest and looking out the window, Emma listened to the song, it was a typical love song, and although she was enjoying it the song made her wish that she had someone, and made her miss Tyler, despite the fact that he had cheated on her, if he had have been different and not cheated on her, for really no reason, since she didn't get pregnant by herself, and Tyler should have been there to support her when she felt like crap because she was carrying his baby. Emma found herself wondering what her life would have been like if she was still with Tyler, she knew that she probably would have had the baby, and a husband who loved her, after all Tyler did love her at the beginning, it wasn't until she got pregnant and that one bad night happened that they had had any problems. Emma knew that if she had have stayed with Tyler she wouldn't be on this ferry right now heading to Forks to spy on a gang, since she would have refused, she wouldn't put her baby through when she went through when she lost both her parents. Emma sighed wiping a tear away, how she wished that her life could actually be as simple as she had always wanted it to be, end the dating scene, since that date with Nathan was a disaster, all he did was talk about himself, and Emma had stupidly thought that drinking would make his stupid stories about how he worked out every day for hours, and how he had three cats, and God knew what else he was talking about, since after Emma had had about five or six drinks she really wasn't paying any attention to anything Nathan said after that. She had wanted to have sex with him though since he was quite attractive with dirty blonde hair, hazel eyes, and muscles upon muscles, he had practically carried Emma out to the car after they left the restaurant, and Emma had found him quite attractive, although he definitely wasn't boyfriend material, since Emma couldn't date someone who was that in love with himself. Shaking her head she tried to forget the fear that she had bubbling up inside of her again at the thought that she might be pregnant, Emma reminded herself that she had taken a pregnancy test just hours before, but then another part of her reminded her that the date had only been a few days ago, and the test might not be picking anything up yet.
"It's OK." Emma whispered to herself, taking a deep breath, how Emma hoped that one day she would find the right guy, someone who loved her for her, someone she could build a life with him, and finally live happily ever after, just like what she had always wanted.
Emma smiled as a song that she enjoyed quite a bit came on the radio, "Jason Derulo's Will you marry me?" Emma began mouthing along to the words, but when it came to the chorus Emma suddenly started feeling nauseous.
"What the?" She asked herself, as sweat began building on her forehead, opening the car door to let some cool air in.
"Oh great am I getting sea sick too?" Emma asked as she started getting really dizzy, Emma quickly rested her head against the head rest before she lost all consciousness.
When Emma opened her eyes she found herself in an unfamiliar place; it was a forest, but she was sure that she had never been here before, and she couldn't figure out how she had gotten here when she was on a ferry five seconds ago. As Emma looked around she felt like there was something off about this forest, but Emma couldn't place her finger on what exactly. Taking a step Emma lost her balance and did a face plant, sitting up embarrassed she found the reason why, she fell Emma discovered that she was in a long dress, which was strange since Emma never wore dresses, except on special occasions.
"Are you alright, love?" Emma looked up and felt her jaw drop as a dashingly good looking man ran over to her, he had dark black hair, and gorgeous blue eyes, and a killer smile, but what really took Emma off guard the most was the fact that he had a hook in place of his left hand.
"Are you alright?" He asked again.
"Uh yeah," Emma said slightly embarrassed as she realized that she was gawking at him.
The strange man smiled offering Emma his right hand she took it and he pulled her up.
"Thanks." Emma said lifting up her dress slightly so she could walk away, she had to try and figure out where she was, but before she could even take a step the strange man grabbed her hand again.
"Emma, where do you think you're going?" He asked raising an eyebrow at her smiling.
"What?" Emma asked being taken off guard, who the hell was this guy?
"Your parents are waiting for us." The strange man said.
"My parents?" Emma asked getting angry now; she ripped her hand away from this strange guy, "my parents are dead!"
"Emma, what is wrong with you?" The strange man asked confused.
"How do you know my name?!" Emma demanded, "Is this some sick game of yours?"
"Emma, I'm Killian," he began, "your fiancé?" he said but it came out more like a question.
Emma felt her stomach sink as the words left Killian's mouth, fiancé?
"Fiancé?" Emma whispered looking down at her finger and sure enough there was a ring there, "what the hell?" She asked in shock.
"Emma, what is going on with you?" Killian asked, sounding confused and slightly hurt.
Emma looked at Killian lifting up her dress running away from him at as fast as a pace as she could; she had to get out of wherever she was.
"Emma wait!" She heard Killian scream behind her, but she didn't stop, she didn't even risk looking behind her to see if he was following her, too afraid that she would fall. Emma just wanted to get out of this place, wherever she was, she was frightened how did that guy know who she was? Emma continued running when all of a sudden someone stepped out in front of her, Emma unable to stop on time ran right into his chest.
"Emma, are you alright?" Came an all too familiar voice, Emma looked up gasping as she realized that the person that she had run into was her Father.
"What the?" Emma asked stepping back, feeling her eyes bugging out of her head.
"Emma, what's wrong?" He asked concerned, "has Killian hurt you?!" He demanded.
"I didn't do anything." Killian said running over to them.
"Then what's going on?" Her Father asked.
Emma unable to speak took a step back, looking back and forth at her Father and the strange man, whose name she had completely forgotten, but apparently he was her fiancé. Emma knew that she would never be able to run away from both of them.
"What is going on?" Came a female's voice, that Emma recognized.
"It can't be…" Emma whispered as she watched dumbfounded as her Mother walked into view.
"Emma, what's wrong?" Her Mother asked noticing the horrified look on Emma's face.
"She won't tell us." The strange man said taking a step towards Emma.
"Stay back." Emma warned.
"Emma has something happened?" Her Father asked concerned.
"You're supposed to be dead!" Emma cried out.
"What?" Her parents asked at the same time.
Emma felt tears falling from her face, but at the moment she didn't care, "Where am I and what is going on?!" Emma demanded.
"Emma, everything's OK." Her Father said, trying to reassure her.
"Answer my questions!" Emma screamed.
"Look, love, let's get you home to relax a bit and then everything will be OK." The strange man said taking a step towards her, out stretching his right hand towards her.
"I said stay back." Emma warned.
"Mom where are you?!" Emma heard a voice call, this voice she didn't recognize, and he sounded like a teenager.
"Mom?" He called again.
"We're over here, Henry!" Emma's Father called.
Emma watched as a young boy ran into view, Emma was correct she had never seen him before, he smiled brightly at her.
"Mom!" He said happily.
"What?" Emma asked being taken off guard even more.
"I can't believe you're going to marry Killian!" The boy said happily before running over to Emma hugging her tightly, "I love you!" He said happily, "I'm finally going to have a Father!"
Emma started to feel light headed, this was all too much to handle, she had no idea what the hell was going on, taking a few deep breaths to try and calm herself down, but nothing was calming her down, Emma had never been more scared, or confused in her life, after a few seconds of not being able to breathe, black dots began appearing in her vision, Emma didn't bother trying to fight them, finally a few seconds later everything went black.
Emma flung her head up a little too quickly from the head rest taking a few deep breaths, looking around; she was still on the ferry, with Don sleeping in the passenger seat beside her, Jason Derulo's Marry Me was still playing, Emma quickly shut the radio off before she had any more strange dreams, but that dream had seemed so real, but Emma knew that was impossible, her parents were dead, no matter how much she wished it weren't true, and nothing could ever bring them back, it was strange though Emma very rarely dreamt about her parents anymore.
Emma looked out the window and as much as she didn't want to she remembered that handsome hook handed man, even though she couldn't remember his name, how she wished someone like that actually did exist. Even though Emma knew that someone that good looking would never be interested in her, and she certainly didn't have a teenage son. Sighing she continued looking out the window of the car, she was starting to feel a little bit better now, and not nearly as warm, but she couldn't stop thinking of the dream even though Emma knew that it wasn't real, she found herself wishing that it had been, ever since her parents had died, all Emma wanted was a family, a husband who would love her unconditionally, and a child, she just wanted to be happy again.
"Ladies and gentlemen," the captain's voice sounded, from the intercom, "we are about to dock in Forks Washington."
Emma sighed in relief she couldn't wait to get off this ferry, it seemed it was giving both her and Don nothing but bad luck, between his sea sickness, and her bad dream, maybe this ferry's haunted Emma thought to herself before chuckling. Looking over at Don Emma contemplated about waking him up but decided against it, since they weren't off the ferry yet Emma didn't need Don puking all over the place right now. Looking out the window Emma watched as the boat got closer and closer to the dock, after it stopped moving the passengers without cars were allowed off, and then slowly one by one the cars were allowed off, when it was Emma's turn she took a deep breath to keep herself calm, this car was a standard, and Emma had never been very good at driving standards, so usually Don drove it, but Don would be groggy when he woke up for a while, and Emma knew that if another cop pulled them over and discovered that Don was impaired then they could kiss their jobs goodbye, and Emma really didn't need that right now. However in that instant Emma wished that she had have bought the non-drowsy Gravol, but she hadn't thought of that at the time when she had bought it, so now Emma found herself driving off a ferry praying that she wouldn't stall the car, since if she did then she had no idea how to get it un stalled.
After Emma made it off the ferry, without stalling the car luckily, she drove off the dock, and pulled into a parking lot, taking out one of the notes that Captain Simpson had written her, she and Don were going to be staying at Peter's apartment for the time being, but she needed the address, after Emma found it and typed it into the GPS she began driving, as she passed the sign that read "The City of Forks Welcomes You" Emma began to wonder just how "welcoming" this place was actually going to be.
End Chapter 8.
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