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Chapter 10:
It's been a few hours Emma was steering the Jolly Roger and it has been a long long time she hadn't felt this good. She felt like she belonged. Really. This feeling was emphasised by the fact that this time, she had a goal, someone she could hold on to, a family by her side. In less than a day, they would be able to start their search, they'll find Henry and they'll get back home. She wouldn't give up and she knew everyone on board wouldn't either. The light breeze brushed her skin and she closed her eyes to enjoy it. She felt really good.
"Hey" a voice said next to her, making her jump a bit.
"Neal" she answered simply, not even looking at him.
"Listen Emma, I… I think I owe you some explanations…"
"Oh, you think?" she scorned
"I am really sorry, but understand, there is this guy, August, he came at me, and he knew who I was, he told me about the curse and all and…"
"Wait a minute. So basically, you're telling me that you left me and let me go to prison because Pinocchio told you to?"
"Yes but…"
"Oh, no. Do you realize what you're telling me?
"I had no intention to hurt you! I loved you Emma! And I still do!" he shouted and the princess tensed at the words, letting go of the helm. Hook arrived just in time, followed by Snow, alerted by all the screaming.
"How dare you?" she screamed, tears of anger finding their way out of her eyes. "How dare you tell me that after what you did to me? You have no right to do so! None."
"I didn't have a choice! I did this for your own good!"
"Of course you did! Because, in your mind, letting people go to jail, when they're a bit less than half responsible, it is for their own good?" she asked sarcastically "I trusted you, and you left me!"
"Don't make me say what I did not"
"It was strongly insinuated… I knew it was a bad idea to go with Gold, I knew it" she muttered, head in her hands.
"Emma, I" Neal started but was cut off by Mary-Margaret.
"I think you should go back to your cabin Bae" she said lightly, but in way no one could discuss it – queen thing – and he nodded, and went back to his cabin.
"Thank you Mary-Mar… Mom" her daughter said, hugging her, grateful.
Snow hugged her back and whispered a 'It's nothing' in her ear, tears of joy escaping her eyes, realizing that she just called her 'mom'.
"I told you I was going to drown your ship" she tried to joke, stepping back from her mother, looking at Killian.
"Well, she's still floating" he smiled to her.
"That was close" Emma answered smiling back.
"But it didn't happened princess. You should go get some rest, you'd feel better. You should be on top form to replace in the day."
"Great idea. Good night Killian."
"Good night your Majesties" he answered, bowing gently, making Emma and Snow chuckle.
Mary-Margaret walked her daughter back to Hook's cabin. She was now sure something was going on between her beautiful little girl and the handsome Irish Captain. She was staring at her and Emma obviously noticed.
"Mom? Wanna ask me something?"
"Well, I was wondering if, you know, Hook and you, well… you know…"
"We kissed if that's what you want to hear."
"I knew it" she muttered and a laugh escaped Emma's mouth. "So you're…"
"Together?" Emma cut her off, laughing in front of the situation "I don't know, I think it was a way to, hum, to get rid of the tension between us you see?"
"If you say so" Snow smiled "But I think it is way much more than that"
"Which is?" she asked perplexed.
"Yeah… I don't think you're ready yet" she teased.
"Remind me who is supposed to be the mother figure here?" Emma laughed.
"Well, technically, we both are" Mary-Margaret answered, laughing with her. They stayed this way, laughing together, lying on the bed present in the cabin, just as friends and when they finally calmed down, Snow spoke "Why did you call me mom just today?"
"I don't know. Maybe it was the time I did so. Maybe because losing Henry made me realize how much it must had been hard for you to leave me. And I realize how hard I must have been to you two, but I'm not used to people caring about me. I know I didn't show it, but you cannot imagine how finding you made me happy. How it feels good to feel loved and belonging."
Tears rolled down her cheeks as she spoke. She felt relieved and let go in her mother's arm who was whispering her 'It's ok now, we're here'. And it was all Emma dreamt of during twenty-eight years: the loving arms of a mother.
Author's note: I know the chapter is shorter, and I apologize, but it was one of those chapter you have trouble to write because you have ideas of what will come next and that blocks you you know. Anyway, hope you liked it, thanks again for the reviews means a lot, please leave one below :)