Okay so I got writing again and this is what happened. So I hope you guys like it!

I don't have a Beta so sorry for any mistakes I didn't catch!


Looking up at her front porch Killian knows this is a terrible mistake. He'll regret it the moment he steps inside. But he needs to know more about how everyone got to this land and what made Emma turn into something so evil.

Killian had left the Jolly Roger in the middle of the night for a walk. He hasn't been able to sleep the past few days they've been back in this realm. He had been surprised to find his ship at the docks the first night they arrived. He hadn't expected it to be in this land as Emma seems to be making it her goal to torture everyone she knows. It doesn't make much sense unless she truly cares for Killian even now. He hoped his walk would help to clear his mind but obviously that didn't happen as he's standing in front of Emma Swans house. Staring at the door he thinks of what he's going to say. The last time he was here things hadn't gone as planned. That was a few days ago now. Killian hadn't heard from Emma since, no one had. It's starting to make everyone a little on edge. Especially Killian. He runs his hand through his hair and lets out a sigh of frustration. If he's going to try and have a civilized conversation with the Dark One he needs to stay focused.

"Are you going to stand outside all night or are you going to come in at some point?" Killian looks to the door finding Emma standing before it. The remnants of black smoke disappearing in the air around her. Her hair is still pulled into the tight bun it held the last time Hook saw her, her lips still as red as ever. Emma spins on the black heel of her shoe, showing off every curve of her body in a tight black dress she wears, leaving almost nothing to the imagination. She gestures for Killian to follow her into the house, reluctantly he does so. He hoped he'd catch her by surprise by showing up in the middle of the night but he should have known she'd be watching him. She is the Dark One after all, nothing goes unnoticed by her now.

"Care for a drink?" Emma asks but doesn't wait for a response, there's a quarter filled glass of rum placed on the counter in front of him with the wave of her hand. Killian downs the glass wishing he had another already. "Now why would a pirate like you be lurking outside my house in the middle of the night?" Emma questions as she raises an eyebrow. "I might have some ideas of course." She winks insinuating the one thing Killian has been resisting the temptation of.

"I came to talk Emma." Killian clarifies hoping she'll listen to what he has to say.

"But that's just so boring." She rolls her eyes taking a few steps closer to the pirate. In return he takes some steps back.

"I mean it Emma." Killian assures her but that doesn't seem to stop her from grabbing onto the leather of his jacket forcing him to stay close to her. Not that he's really trying to resist.

"Hook, we both know you're not here to talk, or else you wouldn't have come in the middle of the night." She whispers the last bit into his ear sending a shiver through his body.

"No." Killian sternly says mostly for his own sake. He walks from her grip into the living room forcing himself to be distracted from her perfect figure.

"I know you want it." She smiles a devilish grin. "You know that quill on your desk, the one with the white feather," she continues to explain. "I fixed it so I can hear everything that goes on in the cabin of your ship." Killian can feel the blood drain from body, what has she been listening too? "And I know for a fact you want me." Emma teases as she walks to Killian pushing on his chests forcing him to sit on her leather sofa. She pulls up the sides of her tight dress and sits straddling his waist, grinding her hips against him in the process. "I know what you do at night pirate. I've heard you grunting my name while you… entertain yourself." She smirks and leans down to his ear "Emma… yes… gods yes Emma…" She does an impression while continuing to move her body against his. He finds his hooked and and good hand on her waist as his lips find her throat, sucking and nibbling on the flesh. A moan escapes her as he leads a trail of kisses down the deep V of her dress. He uses his hook to rip the material making the V reach her belly button. With his good hand Killian pulls the black material to the side exposing her lace bra. "Now that's the pirate I remember."

The name Pirate stings in Killians ear. Whenever Emma and him were together she called him by his name, his real name. This isn't the Emma Killian wants, this is someone else completely. Emma gives an annoyed grunt when she realizes Killians abrupt stop to the the fun they'd been having. She looks into his eyes, clearly looking for an explanation.

"I can't have you like this Emma. When we're together I want it to be with you, the real you." He explains and she rolls her eyes getting off him in one swift movement. He already misses her touch but he reluctantly stands as well.

"Must we go through this every time we're alone together? And you've ruined my favorite dress." She gestures to the torn fabric that exposes much of her skin. "You better go because I'm not changing. This is who I am now and and you better learn to accept that." Before Killian can object he's on the street in front of her house.

He knew he would regret it.


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