A/N: Thanks for coming back if you read chapter 1. I hope you guys like this!

-OUAT-

Killian had just snapped out of his day dream when his daughter, once again, asked if she could go out on her own. He couldn't blame her though, she had pirate in her blood. Against his better judgment he decided it would be ok for them to head back to shore so he could hop off, and Lizzie could go out by herself. There was an island up ahead however, and he knew that trying to take a sharp turn in the jolly was dangerous, so he decided to play it safe and take the long way around.

He left Lizzie in charge of steering and went down to the deck to enjoy the sight of his daughter captaining the Jolly Rodger. If someone had told him this was going to be his life back in his seafaring days, he would have laughed in their face and asked to have a sip of whatever they were drinking. But alas, life tricks you like that.

Just as he was feeling more confident about his daughter going out by herself, a ship rounded the corner of the island. Immediately he recognized that ship, and who it belonged to: Blackbeard.

He thought the most terrifying moment of his life was the first time he held Lizzie in his arms, but that moment couldn't compare to the fear that pierced through his heart as he realized his fiercest enemy was headed straight for the ship that his little girl was on. He had been to the depths of hell and back, but nothing scared him more than not knowing if he would be able to protect his daughter.

"Lizzie, grab my sword now," he said with as much courage as he could muster.

She quickly complied, as he made his way to the helm. But before she could get a word out he grabbed both of her shoulders, and looked directly into her eyes as he told her that she had to go below deck, and not come up until he told her so. He could see the fear in her eyes as she nodded in understanding, and he squeezed her shoulders for reassurance. Killian saw to it that she was safely stowed away below deck before deciding what his next move would be.

He was a good fighter, but taking on an entire crew of experienced sailors would be futile. He hoped that he could sweet talk his way out of a fight.

"Is that the great Captain Hook in the flesh?" Blackbeard called.

"Ah Blackbeard, fancy seeing you here."

"I heard a rumor Hook, that you've gone soft, what with a wife and a kingdom, and even you're own little princes."

Killian could feel the heat rising within him as Blackbeard mentioned Emma and Lizzie, but he tried not to let it show.

"I even heard you go by Killian Jones now, or should I say Prince Killian," Blackbeard jeered, accompanied by a chorus of snorts from his crew.

"What is your business here Blackbeard?"

"Why my crew and I are simply out for a sail, but seeing as you're by yourself, I will give you the pleasure of my company."

Killian clenched his fist at the sight of Blackbeard boarding his ship, but as long as he didn't know Lizzie was below deck he could handle it.

"You know Hook, or should I say Killian, I used to envy you for your ship, but now I see it for what it really is, a pathetic play piece for a disgraced captain."

Killian didn't like the way Blackbeard talked about his ship, but he hated the way he looked at it even more: as if it were his next conquest.

He followed Blackbeard's eyes as they roamed around his ship, and when his eyes settled on a object just across the deck, Killian's heart dropped.

It was Lizzie's scarf. She often brought it in case she got cold from the sea breeze, but it must have fallen off as she rushed below deck.

A gut wrenching smile crept onto Blackbeard's face, "what's this Hook, find new taste in clothes? Or could it be there's someone else on board?"

Killian's mind started to race a mile a minute. "Must have been left on here from the last time my wife and I went sailing" he sputtered.

"Oh really?" Blackbeard commented as he examined it. "The scent of fresh perfume tells me otherwise."

Killians calm facade flickered, but before he had a chance to reply he heard the all too familiar whistle escape Blackbeard's mouth, and within seconds he was surrounded by gruff men he hadn't seen in years. His hand went to the hilt of his sword, and he began fighting as hard as he could.

All he could think about was Elizabeth who was below deck, and that was enough to give him the energy to fight like hell. These men were good, but the weren't the brightest. They didn't notice the little things, like the box they were about to trip over as he forced them backwards, or a wave fast approaching the ship that was about to throw them all off balance. One by one he knocked out all of them, and as he pinned the last one down he heard Blackbeard's voice call out "I wouldn't do that if I were you."

Killian's head whipped around to see Blackbeard with his sword pinned up against Lizzie's neck, holding her in place, even though she continued to struggle. Killian's eyes locked onto Lizzie's, and he could see her pleading look. In that moment he wanted nothing more than to take her in his arms, and shield her from the world, but instead he chose to negotiate.

"Let her go Blackbeard." Killian commanded.

"And why should I do that?"

"What do you have to gain from any of this?"

"Well considering you're a prince now I reckon you have access to a lot of gold."

"Money. That's what you're after?"

"Well that, and free reign of this port."

Killian knew it. He knew that there was no way Blackbeard would go through this trouble over just money. The port however, required Killian's help, and they both knew that. Blackbeard's crew wouldn't have ever been able to take on the kings guards.

Killian was torn, he knew he couldn't give the port to Blackbeard, not only would it ruin all of the relationships with their trading partners, but it would put all of his subjects at the mercy of Blackbeard, which wouldn't be good for anyone. At the same time, this man had a sword aimed at Lizzie's throat.

Killian was just about give in, and give Blackbeard what he wanted, when he saw a puff of magic smoke appear at the corner of his vision.

-OUAT-

A/N endnote:

Who do you think it is, a friend or foe? Leave a review, I would love to hear what you guys think, things you want to see coming up etc.

Thanks!

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