Finally I'm able to give you all chapter five! Thanks again to my beta who is wonderful!
I hope you guys like the chapter!
Chapter Five
"You know, life fractures us all into little pieces.
It harms us, but it's how we glue those fractures
back together that make us stronger." - Carrie Jones, Entice
Breakfast has always been Killian's favorite meal since he was a child. It was the time of day when everything seemed perfect. Liam and him would sit at the table eager to have a meal as a family. Even after their mother died and they found passage on a ship their father captained he looked forward to it. Sometimes those were the best mornings of all, the smell of salt from the ocean and the brisk air always woke him before he'd started shoveling food in his mouth. When Killian had gotten older there were days on the jolly when he'd been sailing the sea's and he would wake before the sun had come up and watch it rise. The familiar feeling of his childhood would creep up on him. Most the crew would have been asleep, aside from the few who were unlucky enough to be given the night watch. It was always peaceful and quiet. Killian's favorite was when the ocean had found its calm and waves were scarce. It would seem as though the sun were rising from the edge of the world and if you were to follow it, you'd fall straight off. In those moments Killian was able to forget everything that troubled him, he'd love one of those moments right now.
"Killian?" Liam's voice is distant while Killian finds his way out of his thoughts and back to reality. "I know that look, your mind is on the sea." Liam smiles, his thoughts probably going in the same direction.
"How are you feeling now that you've got some food in you?" Killian hasn't forgotten the state he'd previously found his brother in and the chilling resemblance it shared with Emma's. Though he wishes he would.
"Better." Liam's eyes won't meet Killians. He knows something is wrong as well but neither of them want to admit that it's more than just side effects.
"I was thinking we'd go sailing today?" The idea had found itself in Killian's head since his brother came back. It would feel remarkable to have Liam beside him sailing the Jolly, brothers at sea once more. Maybe it would even give Killian a chance to clear his mind. It would also give him the opportunity to discuss family matters like the fate that had taken their father. It's been gnawing in the back of Killian's mind and the guilt had been eating him up since that fateful day.
"That would be marvelous!" This time their eyes meet with Liam smiling like he did as a kid and Killian trying to hide the regret that keeps nagging at him.
"I've got a stop to make before we go." Killian decides it's a good idea to check in with Emma's parents before they're surrounded by ocean. Killian still hasn't decided if he's going to tell them how he found their daughter but keeping the knowledge to himself is causing his stomach to turn. He's worried about her, and she won't let him help with whatever is happening to her. With the amount of secrets Killian's keeping he's likely to fall overboard.
"You want to what mate?" Snow and David's plan has about as many holes in it as a ship that's found its way to the bottom of the ocean. "Emma isn't going to just let you stroll into her home." Killian tries to explain but the idea doesn't seem to stick with them. "She's most likely put up some sort of spell that blocks people she doesn't exactly want inside her home." Killian tries to put it gently.
"We have to try Hook, she's our daughter and we have to stop her before she does anything she'll regret." Killian has to admire David's concern but she won't do anything stupid, or at least Killian want's to believe she won't. She had told Henry that Regina would be safe, for the most part. Can they trust Emma to keep her word?
"Killian." Liam calls his brother over to where baby Neal lays in his crib. He talks in a low voice. "You have to go with them." Killian knows his brothers right, but he hates constantly leaving behind the family he's just gotten back. "We can go sailing when all this is over. Right now you have Emma to worry about." Liam places his hand on his shoulder. "Go help them, they need you."
"Are we ready?" Robin walks into the apartment with his bow slung behind his back.
"You've got to be kidding mate, you're smarter than this." Killian gives Robin a look that asks for an explanation.
"I have to try, you can understand that." Robin responds knowing full well Killian can understand going to great lengths to protect the people you love.
"Let's get on with it then" Killian grumbles toward David and Mary Margaret.
"I can stay to look after Neal if you'd like?" Liam suggests.
Killian gives his brother a sharp look. "You're coming." He tells him.
"You'd do that?" Mary Margaret would be the one staying behind and of course the idea of coming makes her heart sing.
"No he wouldn't." The idea of his brother alone doesn't sit well with Killian, especially because of the state he'd found him in this morning.
"Of course I will." Liam gives one of his charming smiles and lifts Neal into his arms, cradling the child with a natural sway. Liam always wanted to be a father someday, Killian knew that much for for sure.
"You're sure?" Mary Margaret asks once more and Liam responds with a firm yes. She takes more than a few moments explaining where everything is and what songs to sing when he starts to get restless. She explains that he can call her at any time with the device that Emma had forced Killian to get a while back. She writes her cell phone number on a scrap piece of paper and leaves it on the counter, double checking that Liam knows how to call her if anything comes up. David has to practically pull his wife out of the apartment before she makes Liam practice a 'in case of emergency' exit plan.
"Liam's great with Kids." Killian reassures Mary Margaret when the door to the apartment closes behind them and she gives him a hopeful smile.
When they get to Emma's place Robin is the first to try opening the door, it doesn't come to killians surprise when the man is thrown back and forced off the front porch, landing on his back. "You alright mate?" Killian calls with a smirk on his lips. He did warn them, it was their choice if they decided not to listen.
"It's a good thing I brought this." David lifts Henry's scarf into everyone's sight, at least someone was paying attention. "She might not want us in, but I have a feeling she wouldn't mind a visit from her son." David uses the scarf to open the door, the sound of the lock unclicking is music to their ears, aside from Killians of course. He still thinks this is a terrible idea.
"Now let's hope no ones home." Robin grumbles when all of them step through the elegant front doors of Emma Swan's new home. "We should split up." Robin suggests.
"Aye," Killian agrees. "We'll take up stairs." he gestures for Robin to follow him up the narrow staircase leading to the second floor. Killian hasn't had a chance to explore this area of the house, and he has to admit he's quite curious. Robin disappears into a room resembling a study and Killian pushes a different door open that leads to a bedroom. It must be meant for Henry, a smaller bed is placed in the corner and a dresser is against the wall across from it. Killian takes a short time inspecting the place knowing Emma would never knowingly taint her relationship with Henry. He leaves the door open as if to mark he'd already been there.
The second room Killian finds himself in is a ways down the hall, it's larger than the rest and a four post bed fits perfectly across from the doorway. It's Emma's room, Killian knows because it speaks volumes of who she is. There's nothing to indicate anything personal like family pictures or clothes scattered across the floor, but there's an essence of who she is marked so flawlessly everywhere Killian turns. He can sense it as makes his way to the bay window, he brushes away the ocean blue curtains that block a breathtaking view of the sea. Killians eyes begin to sting as he finds himself mesmerized by the vision before him. It wouldn't be terrible to see this every morning, especially if Killian woke with his arms wrapped around Emma as the reminence of their sleep begins to leave them. They'd lay in bed for longer than they should savouring each moment. The curtains would be drawn allowing the light of a new day to bring them back to reality as they've found themselves entranced by each other and the peaceful future they'd found, together.
"There's nothing up here aside from another bedroom." Robin voice pulls Killian reluctantly from his daydream.
Killian clears his throat. "She must be downstairs then." They make their way to the lower level and when they get there they find Snow and David staring blankly in the same direction. Killian follows there eye line to a wooden door that Killian should have noticed, but hadn't. It seems out of place.
"We think there's some sort of glamour on it." David explains. "It's like the door is there but it's fuzzy, like my mind doesn't want it to be."
"Aye." Killian agrees. "Have you tried opening it?"
"Not yet, we're not sure what'll happen." Mary Margaret tells them, obviously referring to Robin's first attempt at trespassing in The Dark Ones home.
"Only one way to find out." Robin steps forward and places his hand on the handle trying to turn it. "Locked."
"Do you hear that?" Snow says her voice low as she turns her head, listening intently. Killian makes a strange face and does the same, there's nothing but silence.
"I don't hear anyth-." David begins whispers but Snow shushes him before he can finish.
Killian waits a stretch then breaks the silence. "I can't hear anything."
"There was something I swear." Mary Margaret gives an irritated sigh and walks closer to the door pressing her ear against it. She shushes them all once again and starts fiddling with the handle. She continues presses her ear against the wood giving them all a quizzical look. She jumps back when something slides through the bottom of the doors frame with such a force it lands directly in front of Robin who stands the furthest away. He bends down picking up the what looks like a piece of parchment and begins to investigate their new findings. Robin turns the paper so it lays flat in one hand, he jumps with shock when a holographic image of Regina rises from the whatever the magical paper is called.
"Emma's trying to make two blades whole." Regina urgently explains. "One is the dagger, and I could be wrong but the other looks a lot like one I've seen in some of my spell books. It almost looks like Excalibur, Get Belle to look into it. I'll be fine just leave before she comes back, she won't be gone for long." When the message is finished the parchment is engulfed in flames leaving nothing left but perplexed looks on everyone's faces.
"Regina's right, Emma won't be gone for long. We know Regina's okay and now have some information to go on." Mary Margaret states and they all agree. When they leave they make sure that everything is where they left it. Emma will most likely know they've been here so Killian leaves his findings untouched and doesn't try to hide his tracks. Maybe it'll leave some sort of message for her, of what he's not entirely sure.
When Emma magics herself into her home and her new companion into her basement she immediately feels that something is different. The air seems richer than normal, and when she walks into her bedroom the curtains are drawn back. The afternoon's light beams through the clear glass causing Emma to squint when she looks out the window. He'd chosen this house himself and Emma knows exactly why, the reason being the stunning landscape before her. Killian once said the horizon calmed him and she has to admit it does the same for her. It reminds her of him, and when she's thinking of him everything seems to be okay. But lately thinking of him without guilt twisting in her stomach seems to be the problem. She needs to fix what she's done to him... to them. She needs to find the happiness she's taken from him the moment she went dark.
"I was beginning to think you'd forgot about me" Regina remarks when Emma walks into the spare bedroom.
"What's with the location change?" Regina asks.
"That's for me to know. Don't bother trying to get out because you can't. That goes for anyone trying to get in as well, aside from me." Emma quickly explains before Regina does anything stupid. She doesn't want to keep her friend locked inside like a prisoner but it needs to be done, for now at least. "The first rule of using light magic is channeling the good within you." Emma begins her first lesson which is most likely going to end in disaster.
"You must be joking." Regina chuckles. "You're going to try and teach me how to use light magic? You do realize you're The Dark One?"
"I may be dark now, but I was once the Savior and I need to teach you this so I can makes things right. The sooner you learn the quicker you can go home."
"Make what right?" Regina asks catching on to what Emma hoped she wouldn't.
"It doesn't matter." Emma defects. "Rule number two, you need to truly believe there's good inside you." Emma focuses their conversation and begins to pace across the floor, ignoring the look the Regina won't stop giving her. It's one Emma knows very well. One that says, foolish girl what have you gotten yourself into? Emma would like to know the answer to that question herself.
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