Chapter 5:
Emma POV:
It's been days since I was let out of the hospital and I've been trapped in my parents apartment for what feels like weeks but it's only been three days.
I wake up and crawl out of my bed. I look at my clock and its 10:00 am already. I must have over slept. I start to walk down the steps. I see Killian sitting at the table and he waves to me.
"Good morning sleeping beauty!" He laughs as I walk down.
"All women need beauty sleep, in order to retain a youthful glow, but remember, Aurora is sleeping beauty as far as fairy tales go. Isn't that right, Emma?" Mary Margaret explains.
I roll my eyes and raise my hands in surrender, "I never claimed to be a beautiful sleeper." I plop down at the table facing Killian but on the opposite end of the table.
David asks " Who's ready for some pancakes?" With way more enthusiasm than necessary. Placing a large stack on the table.
I can tell Killian sees my distaste and before I can say anything he replies, "You're not really going to make her eat that rubbish are you? I think princess Emma deserves a pirates breakfast of grapefruit and boiled mackerel." He winks at her. He gets up, picking up the plate with the large stack of pancakes and goes to toss them in the trash. "There will be no scurvy here today."
In the nick of time Mary Margaret grabs the plate from Killian, stopping him from tossing them in the trash. "What do you think you're doing? Pancakes are a perfectly fine breakfast."
Still sitting at the table, I say "I'm not hungry." They all look at me now.
David is the first to speak, "I'll make you anything for you."
Killian walks over to me, grabbing my hand, "Whatever your heart desires, Swan."
I smile at him but then look down at our interlaced hands. I want to be honest with him. Its so hard keeping these visions from my family. The stress has been making me feel sick to my stomach that my appetite is suffering.
"I want to go out and do something fun. I've been trapped in this apartment for days and I'm starting to think I need a break from my family and not so much the work." I reply in disdain. I feel bad instantly after the words come out.
Killian releases my hand and walks over the window in my parents bedroom. My mom and dad look at me with disappointment.
"Look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that. I just.." I pause "I just feel like you're smothering me a bit." I admit
Mary Margaret walks over to me, and lays her hand over mine. "I know sweetie. We have been a bit over protective since we got home. Can you blame us? We don't want to lose you."
I smile at her, "You won't"
Killian walks back over, "Tell you what, I'll take Emma out. We can have a spa day. I can tell she could really use it." as he gestures to all of me. "She's clearly letting herself go."
"Hey!" I glare at him now. I look at the mirror behind me. You have to admit he's not wrong. My hair is all over the place and I'm in my sweats, which I was also wearing yesterday.
He smiles at me, "I saw an advertisement in that box over there," He points to the TV, "that spa days are important."
I look at him, completely dumbfounded. "Do you even know anything about a spa?" I ask
"What's to know? It's supposed to be relaxing. Sounds like something we can both do, together." He smiles.
Mary Margaret and David start to laugh in hysterics
"What?" Killian asks, "why are you laughing? I was being genuine."
I smile at him, "I would love to go." I stand up and give him a kiss on the cheek.
Mary Margaret pulls Emma over and whispers, "I can't really picture Hook at a spa."
I shrug, "Whatever we do, I promise I'll be careful. If I start to feel stressed I'll come right home. Promise!"
She hugs me, "Okay honey. Have a great time."
David whispers something to Killian. He makes a face. David must have told him what a spa is. I giggle.
"Okay Killian, I'm going to go get changed." I start to slip by him but he grabs my hand. I stop and look at him.
"No need, love. We don't have a whole lot of time." He says. "You looked great, just the way you are!"
"But you just said I let myself go?!" I exclaim in confusion.
"Let's go." He starts to drag me out the door.
"Wait, let me get my shoes at least." I slip out of his grip and grab my shoes. "Bye mom! Bye dad!" I wave to them.
"Make sure you bring her home by 9:00. A minute later and I'll be out for your other hand, Hook!" David threatens.
I close the door, rolling my eyes and quickly slipping on my boots. Killian stands waiting. I walk up and he holds his hand out for me. I smile and take it. Once we walk outside I instantly feel better.
"How does the fresh air feel, Swan?" Killian asks.
"So amazing." I take a deep breath. "So, now that you've freed me from my parents, what is the plan?" I ask, suddenly curious. I know he was joking about a spa day.
He smirks at me, and raises an eyebrow. "I already told you what we were doing. Weren't you listening, Swan?"
I pause for a minute, I stop smiling, "I thought it was a joke, a fib to get my parents to let me leave. I don't want to go to a spa."
He completely ignores me and opens the passenger side of my car. "Come on, get in." He points to the passengers side.
"You can't drive and I can't drive either. Remember? The doctor told me I can't encase I have more of those," I shake my hand in the air to explain my seizures "This!"
"You won't be driving today, Swan. I'll be driving." He continues to hold the door open for me.
I cross my arms and tilt my head, still confused. "You don't know how to drive." I state
"Oh, I do. And I can drive circles around you to prove it." He smiles at me. "Now get in. We are wasting time. You don't want me to come over there and make you." He threatens.
Still not believing him, I stand there. He takes his hand off the door and I realize he is completely serious. "Okay! Okay! I'm getting in." I walk over to the door and look right at him. "Don't wreck my car."
"Worry not, Swan. Driving a car is a lot like sailing a ship. You just have to trust your gut. The vessel will do the rest." He states.
Oh my god, I'm going to die.
He jumps into the drivers seat and puts the key into the ignition and turns the car on. He adjusts the rear view mirror. So far so good. He puts it in gear and puts his foot on the gas. We jerk forward and he skids away from the apartment building. I grab onto the door handle with one hand and put my hand on the emergency break. So far this is not my idea of relaxing. I close my eyes tight.
He starts to slow down and he seems to notice I'm holding on for dear life. "Relax, Swan. You're perfectly safe with me." He tries to reassure me.
"Just keep your eyes on the road! Please!" Still having my eyes firmly closed.
I start to feel the shift as the car slows and comes to multiple stops. I open my eyes and see we are now pulling into a parking lot. "Where are we?" I ask, still not sure.
"A market of sorts. I believe people call it a mall." He says, sounding a little unsure, "Not really sure why."
I've never actually been to the mall here in Storybrooke. I know there isn't a spa in there but I'm impressed that Killian found this place. He pulls into a parking spot, puts the car in park and turns it off.
"Are you okay?" He asks
I look over at him and I smile, "Yeah." I'm a little surprised but he really did great.
"See, Swan. You just have to trust me. Things will be a lot easier if you do." He smiles back at me.
We both get out of the car and walk over to the entrance. Killian opens the door, "After you."
The mall is actually quite big inside. I can see now, walking in that it's three stories. It looks like the food court is downstairs and the shops are on this floor and the upper floor.
I look to Killian. This was his plan, but he looks lost. Clearly not in his element, but still making an effort. I know he's only here for me. How did I ever get so lucky? Sure, he's a little old fashioned and way too old for me. But moments like this remind me just how perfect he is for me.
"Swan, let's go in there!" I look towards where he is pointing. Forever 21? Really?
"Why? You want to relive your inner teenager?" I ask.
"Humor me, Swan!" He takes my hand leading me into the store.
We are walking through the clothes when Killian spots something and he stops. He pulls out a black leather bra and matching shorts that look closer to underwear. He raises an eyebrow and smirks.
"No way!" I laugh, "You're crazy to think I would ever wear that!"
"Well a pirate can always dream." He says, pausing as something else seems to catch his eye, "what about this?" He pulls out a light blue floral dress with spaghetti straps with a high to low cut.
I look at the price tag and see it's $100. "It's nice but way too expensive." I put it back on the rack.
"Why don't you just try it on?" He asks. He looks over at the clerk standing by the register. "It doesn't cost anything to try on this garment, does it?"
Behind Killian I nod my head trying to convince the clerk to say it does. The clerk doesn't seem to understand me or chooses to ignore me. "Of course it's free. Come this way to the changing room."
Really? I look at Killian and he seems pretty pleased with himself.
"Go on, Swan. Try it on!" He says
I begrudgingly walk to the back of the store where the changing rooms are with the dress in my hand. It takes me a few minutes to change. I look in the mirror in my room. It looks really nice but I really can't afford it.
I hear Killian behind the door. "Does it fit?" He asks.
"It does." I sigh.
"Well come on then. Let me see!" He asks
I open the door. He stands there, looking completely stunned. "That looks amazing on you." He complements me. I know I'm blushing now. "Well, shall we go to the next shop?" He asks.
"Let me change out of this dress first." I say
Killian smiles, "No need. I knew that dress would look stunning on you so I already paid for it."
"That's way too much money, Killian!" I exclaim,
"Nonsense! It's my gift to you! You deserve it! And it looks far better on you than on that rack. Now stop wasting time. Let's go!" He gestured towards the exit.
"You're impossibly stubborn." I remark,
Killian laughs, "It's one of my many qualities, and I know you love me for it." He winks at me.
"So what now?" I ask as we are back in the center of the mall completely ignoring the comment he just made.
He puts his hand on his chin and looks around, clearly thinking about it. "Let's go up there." He gestures to the upper floor. "But how in the bloody hell do you get up there?!"
There is an elevator to the left of us. I point at it, "We can take the elevator."
"Oh, well then, let's set sail!" As he walks up to it and pauses. "Why isn't the door opening?" As he tries to pull the doors apart.
"Because." I push the button next to the door. "You have to push that." And it opens.
"Where are the steps?" He asks as he walks in.
I push the button to go to the third floor and it moves. I was not prepared or expecting the reaction but within seconds as the elevator starts to move he grabs me in a terrifyingly strong embrace. "What the bloody hell?! Is this box magical?"
I pat him on the back. "Nope, it's just an elevator. Kind of like a bucket of water being pulled up from a well and lowered back down for more."
The door opens and dings. "Wow."
I laugh. It's a sign I really should take him out more. "See anywhere you'd like to go?"
He looks around and seems to spot something. He takes my hand again and smiles at me. "How about a make over?!" He raises an eyebrow. I don't even get to reply, "come on!" He walks over to a hair salon.
The clerk at the desk asks, "How can I help you?"
"Two hair cuts please! One for me and one for my beautiful lady" Killian says.
Oh my god, I think to myself.
The clerk says "Right this way." She seats us side by side and two hair stylist come over and start to style and trim our hair. We're there about two hours. The girl does a really nice braid in my hair like a head band, with most of my hair flowing behind it. Killian got a beard trim and a small cut. After they are done, I look at us side by side in the mirror by the entrance. We look like a couple of movie stars. I link my arm in his and smile.
"Thank you, Killian." And I tip toe up and kiss his cheek. Now looking in the mirror again, I lay my head on his shoulder. "This really was a good idea."
He smiles at me, "I'm glad you're having a good time."
We walk around the mall for a little while when I see a photo booth. I remember taking photos when I was a kid in one like that. I steer us towards it. It costs $3 per strip of photos. I put a $6 into the machine. "Let's capture this moment forever!" As I walk into the booth and close the curtain behind us.
"What are we doing?" Killian asks
"Taking some photographs. Make sure you smile and look over here." As I point to the red dot in front of us.
We both look at it the first time, but as the photos continue to be captured, Killian takes this moment to capture my lips. As we are kissing he picks me up in the moment, kissing me more aggressively, but lifting me too high that I hit my head on the ceiling of the booth. "Ow!" He drops me back down immediately.
"Emma! I'm sorry!" He puts his hand on my head, "I didn't mean to do that! Are you alright?!" Clearly concerned.
I laugh, "It was more of a surprise than anything. I'm fine, really." I look up and smile.
Killian still looks worried, "you're sure? It sounded pretty loud when you made contact." Clearly not believing me.
"I'm stronger than I look." I reassure him. "I'm the savior after all!" I stand up, "I think someone else may want a turn."
"Anyone who dares to kiss my woman will walk the plank!" He says with complete conviction.
I laugh and kiss him again once more. "I meant the booth!" I walk out and see two strips of 5 photos printed.
There is one where we are both looking at the camera smiling, one of Killian looking at me while I'm completely oblivious still looking at the camera, one of us both looking at each other, one of us kissing and the last one that is officially my favorite, Killian is trying to pick me up mid photo and mid kiss when he hits my head on the ceiling and I'm making a face and he's still oblivious.
I laugh out loud, still looking down at the photos the words just slip out, "I love you so much, Killian!"
It takes me a moment to realize I said those three words that I was so scared to say out loud. As soon as I realized it was said I wouldn't look up at Killian. I kept looking down at the photos.
"Emma." I hear him but I won't look up. I'm too scared. I don't want things to change between us. I close my eyes and my left hand starts to shake. I see another vision.
I'm sitting on a log looking at the dagger with my name on it and a little red ball in a golden box. I hear someone coming and I look up.
"There you are." Its Killian, walking towards me. "I've been looking everywhere for you."
"The daggers right here. Regina was going to use it on me, why not you?" I ask, clearly upset.
"What she did was wrong. I'm sorry it happened." He says standing by the log looking down at me
"I'm not. She's right, I do know why I'm scared to let go of the darkness." I look down, not wanting to meet his eyes, "Because of her I finally admitted it to myself."
"What are you so afraid of, love?" Killian moves down to sit next to me on the log.
"This." I hand him a piece of paper with a house circled on it. "Our future."
He sighs as he realizes what it is. "I see you've talked to Henry. Sometimes I forget that boys can't keep secrets." He tosses the paper down on the ground.
"Don't blame him. He thought it would help if I knew what I had to look forward to when we got home."
"What are you trying to tell me then? That you can't ignite the Promethean flame because you're afraid to take the plunge and move in with me?"
"It's not about moving in, its.." I pause, "everything!"
He looks away from me smiling, but not a happy smile.
"When I told you I loved you back in Storybrooke it was because I thought I was never going to see you again." He turns to look at me again, the smile gone. "It was the same way with Neil. I could only admit my true feelings when I thought I was losing him and you."
He looks down now, with a grim look on his face. "Well I guess it's even worse than I thought. You can't even see any future at all with me." Now looking forward.
I grab his arm, "That's not it, don't you get it." He looks at me now, and I look right back at him, "I'm afraid because I do want a future with you."
He raises an eyebrow at me, "You do?"
"Yes and the minute you take away the darkness that future begins. I know it sounds crazy." I say.
"That doesn't sound crazy at all, Emma. It sounds like music to this pirates ears. You just have to trust me, the future is nothing to be afraid of." And then he leans in and kisses me with such passion and love. He pulls away but I want more. He's looking down, "See?" And he looks back at me.
I look down and see that the Promethean flame is lit. I smile and look back at him. We can go home!
The vision ends, bringing me back to this moment. Killian grabs my shaking hand. "Emma, are you alright?"
I finally look up at him, "Yes. I'm sorry." I say.
"For what?" He looks at me confused, still holding my hand.
The shaking in my hand is now stopped. I pause. "I am the savior. I'm supposed to be strong and protect everyone from the bad guys but I'm always so scared when it comes to admitting how I feel."
Killian kisses me on the forehead and puts his arm around me. "There is nothing to be afraid of, Emma. I will always protect you." He pauses, "and I love you too!" He smiles at me.
"You heard that, huh?" I half smile, hiding my face close to his chest.
"I may have missed it. Can you repeat that?" He pulls my chin up so I have to look at him. He has the biggest smile on his face. In the moment, I've never been so happy.
I laugh, "You're such a pirate!"
"Aye, that I am. But I'm your pirate." He smiles.
"That you are." I reach up and kiss him. When I pull away, looking up at him, seeing his big smile, "I love you!"
He picks me up into his arms again and twirling me around, still in the mall. I start laughing. "Put me down! People are starting to stare at us." He laughs but listens and lowers me back down.
"I'm sorry it took me so long to tell you. I guess my armor has been on for such a long time, that I forget I don't need it with you" I say
He grabs a hold of my hand, and pulls it up to his lips and kisses it. "Your heart will always be safe with me." He gives me a reassuring smile.
I smile back at him. Suddenly my stomach starts to make grumbling sounds interrupting our moment.
He laughs, "Well your stomach is not afraid to admit what it wants." He smiles and nods towards the exit. "Shall we go get a bite to eat?"
"That would be great!" I say. I let the words sink in, "I'll always protect you." But what if it's you that needs protecting?! These visions are starting to happen a lot more often and they don't seem to be happening in any particular order. That newspaper I saw in my vision was a listing of a house, a house Henry and Killian picked out for us to live together in.
