Chapter 3:
Audrey walked into Granny's and saw them sitting in a booth. She walked over to them and took off her coat.
"Hi Audrey," said Henry. Audrey smiled back at him. She wasn't use to having this much attention on her. She didn't really know any social habits.
"Hi Henry, how are you?" she asked kindly.
"Good. We have to tell you something. Please don't be mad." She looked at him puzzled, but nodded her head.
"I won't be mad, what's going on?" Hook and Emma looked at each other and Hook was the first to speak.
"Henry was concerned for you and read your story. He didn't mean to be nosey; he wanted to make sure you're all right. However, your past isn't a very happy one lass. We wanted to tell you we know and that if we can do anything for you."
"Also, if you want, you can press charges on Mr. Gold." Emma added. Audrey took a deep breath and let it sink in that they knew her past. Just breathe, she tells herself.
"I don't want to press charges, thank you. I just want to forget. I'm not mad at you Henry, or any of you. You were concerned. Thank you for looking out for me." She sighed; she doesn't want them to pity her.
"You're really not mad?" asked Henry." She gave him a small smile.
"Promise; I should get going, I have some things to do in the morning. Thanks for being so concerned, but I'm fine. I'll see you later." With that she puts back on her coat and walked back to the library.
"Okay, I think she is officially nicer than Mary Margaret," Emma joked. The two smiled at her.
"She had a sad look in her eyes. She won't forget. You couldn't with the type of things she's experienced. Maybe I'll go and talk to her. One and one might make her open up more," said Hook.
"Okay, yeah. Go tonight, she shouldn't be by herself," Emma agreed. Hook left Granny's and followed Audrey to the library.
When he got to the library, the doors were locked. He knocked on the door for several minutes until Audrey came down. He noticed she changed her clothes; she was now wearing a sweatshirt instead of her lace top.
"Hook, what are you doing here?"
"I could ask you the same question. Do you live here?"
"Yes, the tower is an apartment."
"Can I come in? I'd really like to talk."
"Sure." She walked with him through the library and into her apartment.
"Sorry it's a little messy, I wasn't expecting company." He surveyed the room, it was clean. A book or two spread on the couch, but clean.
"It's nice. I was wondering if you were okay. I didn't even realize we might've cornered you back there."
"I'm fine, really. Did you want something to drink?" she asks politely.
"No, tell me about yourself." Hook commands. She looks at him lost.
"Um, what did you want to know?"
"Hobbies, interests; anything really lass."
"Oh, well I read. What do you do?"
"Emma taught me how to use Netflix."
She looked puzzled. "What's a Netflix?"
"It's really cool. You can watch tons of TV shows and movies for $8."
"What's TV?" she asked, embarrassed. She wishes she knew more about the modern world.
"I can show you sometime. It's kind of fun."
"Alright," she agrees.
"Tomorrow night, my place. I'll pick you up after work."
"Okay, thank you."
"You're welcome. But there is a catch mate. Can you start to open up more? At least to Henry, Emma, and I. We would never hurt you."
"I can try, but I don't know how well I'll do."
"That works. See you tomorrow night for our date."
"Yeah," Hook leaves her apartment. "Wait, what?!" she says.
A/N: Here's chapter three. Hope you like it.
