Chapter 34: Deep in the Blue
Graham was supposed to die, his heart crushed by the evil queen. Meaning that he wasn't suppose to exist when she broke the Curse...opening the way to a possible romance between her and Killian, but the Huntsman was alive and they were a couple...much to Regina's displeasure.
The blonde savior was very happy to be with her boyfriend...especially after Artz had given him his heart back. She remembered that day very well. Graham just showed up at the station, locking the door.
Then he walked right up to her and kissed her so passionately that she had barely noticed that he had started stripping her. She tried to ask what had gotten into him, but he quickly silenced her with another bruising kiss, resulting in more clothes coming off.
The Huntsman… more like a wild animal… an alpha wolf fucking his bitch. Man, oh man… she had never been the submissive type but then again she had never been handcuffed and naked in a cell with an ex sheriff slamming into her from behind.
She really needed to stop thinking about this because her Huntsman wasn't here which meant that she had no way to relieve herself of her more carnal urges. Killian seemed to notice her sudden inattention.
"You alright, love? You're looking a bit feverish." He asked placing a hand on her forehead.
His hand was cold, chilling even, like she had just jumped into the ocean itself. A rather calming effect...this realm's version of a cold shower and boy was she grateful.
"I'm fine...well…" she removed his hand from her forehead, "Actually my head is doing the back stroke. What happened after the jig was up?"
Yeah...she wasn't going to tell him what she had really been thinking about and judging from the look on his face, she didn't have to.
"My gorgeous and rather mischievous star dragged me off, deep into the woods and proceeded to seduce me." He stated making her snort.
"Artz? No...you don't put Artz and seduce into the same sentence. They are not compatible." She replied disbelief all over her face.
She would be the first to say that the red head was bluntly honest... when she could be...but to willingly and consciously flirt with someone...nope, no way.
"Admittedly it didn't take much… considering I couldn't take my eyes off her all day, but she most definitely seduced me and the only reason why those two words are incompatible is when I'm not involved." He countered completely serious.
Emma blinked...she wasn't sure what to say. Just trying to imagine the friend she viewed as a sister actually trying to seduce someone and she just couldn't see it, but when she glanced at the dark haired, blue eyed captain...she could see it plain as day but why?
Was it because the ginger had never shown the slightest interest in any man...at all? Okay...she admitted to the blonde that she had been attracted to the ex sheriff once. It was the accent… she just had this thing for certain accents and Emma didn't blame her one bit.
Graham's accent always sent shivers down her spine and there were so many times that she wanted to jump him because of that fact. Sitting in front of her was yet another man with a very delicious accent… sexy as sin… yep, the ginger totally called it and she knew that he had the goods to back it up. He had been soaked so she and Rem had to dry him off a bit before putting him back in the cot...wet clothes did nothing to hide the size and length of a certain reproductive organ.
Emma put those thoughts aside and focused on just how the Crimson haired woman had seduced the dark haired captain into taking her virginity and in the middle of the woods, out in the open where anyone could have seen or heard them.
The blonde inwardly smirked. She bet the red head didn't actually take that into consideration. Her laser tight focus would have been completely centered on her handsome pirate that the idea of being outdoors in public and the risk of a possible audience didn't even cross her mind.
That being said… the blonde studied the captain who was still downing water like it was going out of style. He was charismatic, dangerous, and yet the way he spoke about Artz… his guiding star… that was it. All Artz needed to do was simply be herself.
"She surprised you by doing the unexpected, taking you off guard and if I had to wager a guess...she was rather blunt or am I wrong?" She inquired fighting the urge to smirk.
"For someone that is remarkably lacking in the love department, you're awfully perceptive." He commented off handedly.
"Most of my life, yeah I would say that was true." She replied the loneliness of her childhood smacking her in the face.
"An orphan." Killian stated softly.
"Yeah. Hmph… I'm still getting used to the fact that I actually have parents...and then I tried to kill one of them." She replied sounding so lost yet still angry.
"It's alright to be angry, love. No matter how good the reason was...you were still abandoned. Now that they're back in your life, all that anger and pain is ripping open some very old wounds." He responded his eyes distant.
"Speaking from personal experience? I'm probably the last person you would want to open up to…" She started unsure of how to help him.
He smiled slightly, his eyes returning to the here and now.
"Equivalent exchange." He said making her frown in confusion, "Artz opened up to me and me to her. You're doing the same thing...trying to at least. I figured I owed you the same courtesy."
"You don't have to. I'm a stranger, Killian, and I'm pretty certain that you wanted to kill me." She babbled...why was she so bad at this...oh right...she's not Artz.
He chuckled but did not deny her words.
"Admittedly that is very true, but what's an attempted murder amongst friends, eh?" He acknowledged giving her a cheeky grin.
The blonde couldn't help it… she laughed and she kept on laughing. It was ridiculous… he sounded just like her and she loved it. Talking to him like this… its something she never would have done if she hadnt met Artz first. The red head was extremely persistent, steadfast and constant… no matter how hard Emma had tried to push her away, she always stayed… even when it broke her heart.
"I'm sorry." She said laughing and crying at the same time, "You sound just like her and…"
Her laughter trailed off but her tears kept coming. Oh god...she knew it had been coming...after everything in the last few days...she was ready to burst.
Her decision to leave Storybrooke, Henry almost dying, Artz revealing the truth, falling into a portal, near death experiences, abandoning Artz, her true feelings finally revealed, Snow running her mouth, all that fury, magic, trying to kill Snow, finally realizing just how much she loved Artz, another near death experience for her, Artz, and Killian...and now she was missing, her captain had a mental breakdown and contending with his own powers...talking to him...she had known.
She had known that her mask would crack, the bottle that was her deeper emotions uncorking completely, especially after the emotional roller coaster, and the rest was all coming at once. She couldn't stop it, she couldn't contain it, it was too much, too quickly. She bowed her head, her hair blocking her face as her hands reached up to try and stop her silent tears but they just kept coming.
She gasped when Killian grabbed her arm and yanked her towards him. He pushed her face into his chest and wrapped his arms around her tightly. He didn't say a word and she was grateful for that. He pressed his cheek against her hair as he rubbed soothing circles on her arm and back.
The blonde haired savior closed her eyes, allowing herself to cry, to show weakness in front of a stranger, but Artz trusted him...trusted him completely...even with her special gift that could only be given once. That alone spoke volumes to her.
The crimson haired woman was so strong, stronger than anyone she knew. All that time, she had stayed by her side. Even though Emma didn't trust her, kept her at a distance, was a fucking yoyo with her emotions… she had stayed, she had cared… she had cared so much that she went above and beyond just to save a single life… Graham.
