Hey my lovelies!
My finals are ALMOST over-I have my last one on Monday, and then I shall have loads of time to finish this chapter :D But, since the four pages I have written down now is barely half of the chapter, and the rest might take a while to get right, I figured I'd give you guys a tantalizing little sneak peek into the next chapter ;) It will contain action and realizations and things you have all been very patiently waiting for :D
Thank you guys for all the awesome reviews so far!
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Chapter Twenty-Six Sneak Peek
Before anyone can respond, Pan cackles madly and floats off the deck of the ship, "I shall return later, when you have had more time to consider—do not forget to play by the rules, or I'll have to punish you." And then there are hundreds of fierce little creatures swarming the deck, attacking everything and everyone there, Pan's diabolical laughter echoing across the vastness of the island and its ocean.
Killian moves instinctually, grabbing both Emma and Rose and pushing them towards the stairs, all the while dodging the pixies (corrupted by the power Pan gave them)—they're all unarmed and Emma and Rose are the most fragile two on board.
"No," Emma struggles against Killian, "No, we have to help them." Her eyes are wide and beautiful, and he almost lets her go—but he manages to steel himself, grabbing her shoulders and looking at her sternly. "No, Emma—I have to go help them. You have to protect Rose," he glances past Emma to where his niece is peeking over the edge of the stairs, "and our child," he finishes, resting his fingers against her stomach. "Please. Keep yourself and them safe."
He swallows thickly, glancing over his shoulder to the fight before turning back to his wife. "Promise me," he whispers, his eyes locked upon hers, his heart squeezing painfully at the fear and love he can see in them.
"Okay," Emma nods, fingers curling in his shirt when he turns away, "Do not get yourself killed," she orders, "And kiss me before you go."
He chuckles softly despite the bleak situation and pulls her closer. "You are a demanding woman, Swan," he smirks, tilting his head forward so his lips are barely brushing over hers. Emma smirks back and yanks him closer by his shirt, breathing, "You know you love it."
"Oh, I do," he growls, before closing the distance between them and kissing his wife for the first time in weeks. There's an immediate response to their kiss, a powerful wave of magic erupting from the both of them.
