At the same time in the enchanted forest on the Jolie Roger. The captain of the ship pulled himself from a rob which was folded on the ground and drove his hand over his face. His head was dizzy, because he had filled himself up with rum once more. He looked around, his man were already at work and scrubbed the deck. Hook counted the man fast and paused one seemed to be missing. "Mister Smee!" he called out for his first mate. "Captain you're awake", the short man said gladly. "Where's the boy?" Hook asked and looked down on him. "Which boy?" Smee asked. "What do you think which boy. Where's my son Smee?" Hook barked at him and slapped his first mate on the back of his head. Smee shrugged. "Inigo? I haven't seen him for a while. He's gone for some weeks", Smee said and earned himself an other slap on the head. Hook shook his head and went under deck. Probably Inigo had gone away to restore their rum stock. Hook had emptied the last of their stocks. Maybe he had beaten his son again, because he had stand up to him than Inigo looked himself in his cabin and there's where Hook wanted to look for his son. To his surprise the door was closed but not locked, slowly he opened the door and Enlighted the oil lamp beside it. The room looked like it hadn't been used for a while, the bed was unused and on the desk was already a light film of dust. But Hook discovered something else on it a letter. He sad on the chair and Enlighted the candle on the desk. On the envelope Inigo had simply written Father. With his hook Hook broke the seal and took the sheet of paper out of it. On it stood with Inigo's swung handwriting.
Father,
wen you read this you have realized that I'm, according to our stock of rum in the larder, have been gone for weeks. Be sure that I don't want return to the Jolly Roger for a while. Other than you I don't want betray Lucina in denying her like you do for years. I know that the death of mother was hart for you, but doesn't justify what you have done to me and my sister. I don't hate you for beating me up, on the contrary I pity you for what a miserable alcoholic you became. According to tales you have been a hero, but he must have disappeared years ago. I go to become what you once were. Lucina needs my help and I will give it to her. She wants do something against Henry with the help from the son of the dark one. Cause I don't trust him, even though he saved Lucina's life, I will accompany her and try to protect her from him. Actually it shouldn't be me who does this, it's your task as our father, but I can't ask that from you, then you were and probably will always be a bad father. Should you have a clear mind when you read this and don't want to turn back to the alcohol I beg you to look for us and help us. If you don't want do it for me or Lucina than at least to it to save mother's heritage which lives in us. It's not too late to become again the hero you had once been. Everybody deserves a second chance this could be yours, so use it. In the hope to see you in a better state than in the past years your son.
Inigo
Hook laid the letter on the desk of his son and drove over his face, how could he not have notice that Inigo hadn't been on the Jolly Roger for weeks. He quenched the candle and left the cabin. Fast he went up the stairs and went across the deck to reach his cabin. "Captain!" Mr. Smee called after him, but Hook told him with a shook of his hook to stay quiet. With much drive he closed the double door behind him and locked it. Slowly he went to his desk and opened the upper left drawer, from which he took something he hadn't seen for years. Hook blowed the dust from the picture frame and sat in the armchair who stood be the desk. He sighed and starred at the picture in his hand. It showed him and Emma, she simply wore a light, white dress and white pumps, he stood behind her shirtless and black trousers, his head rested on Emma's shoulder and his hand on her clearly curved belly. The picture had been taken so that Hooks Hook wasn't visible, it had been shot when Emma had been in the seventh month of her pregnancy. They looked happy. Hook could still remember the feeling he had when Emma had told him that she was pregnant. At first he had been shocked, but the shock had faded fast and had just left a feeling of pure love. "Oh Swan what should I do? I was a pig." Absentminded he stroked over the already slightly faded picture. Hook took a deep breath, put the picture on the desk and got up, he had made a decision and knew what he had to do. With determined steps he went to the door and tore it open. "Mr. Smee!" he called out for the small man. "Captain", the first made said and saluted in front of hook. "I have to go to the kings castle." Smee looked confused at his Captain. "And how do you want to get there Captain?" he asked. "That's your part my dear Smee, you will get me a horse" Hook said and smiled crookedly at Smee. "As you wish Captain." With this words Smee went to fulfill the whish of his captain.