Ok I need to stop procrastinating with this story. I want it finished before March 9 rolls around :)
Oh! And this story takes place after Neverland, but as if there was no second curse. So Peter Pan was destroyed before his curse could be enacted.
Once Upon a Time © ABC
Hook's P.O.V.
Swan and I sat in her yellow vessel as we drove down the road. We sat in silence for a long time until she pressed a button and some strange music came from nowhere.
"Swan. What the bloody hell is that noise?" I saw her chuckle and press more buttons, making the annoying music change to some calm music.
"It's a radio, Hook. Almost all cars have one now. It plays music from the different stations." I leaned in and looked more closely at the device.
"Interesting. Love, you're going to have to catch me up on all this modern junk," I said, turning to her. Her eyes were focused on the road. She smiled when she heard my request. Was this bloody lass laughing at me?
"Ok. Well first of all, I have a cell phone. It allows me to call other people on it," she explained, almost looking like she was holding back a laugh. I raised an eyebrow.
"I'm not a bloody idiot, Swan. There's no need to talk to me like I'm a child," I said in mock hurt. She chuckled.
"Well where we are going, there's going to be lots of cars and loud noises," she continued to explain. I nodded.
"Yes, I do seem to remember hearing those noises from a supply closet for a while last time I was in a city," I said with a sense of humor. She chuckled nervously.
"I guess I should consider apologizing for that. And leaving you on a bean stock. And punching you. And beating you in a sword fight," she carried on with a teasing smirk. I stopped listening after her sword fight comment.
"Love, I let you win. How many times must I tell you that?" I asked playfully. Of course I let her win.
"Would you stop lying Hook?" Swan asked with a laugh.
"Perhaps your beauty was a distraction. It's not often I get to fight a beautiful princess in a duel," I said with a wink. She growled lightly.
"Don't you call me that," she said defensively.
"Princess?" I asked with a tease in my voice. She sighed. "Princess Emma? I rather like it," I said with a teasing grin.
"Captain Hook," she began, "or do you prefer pirate?"
"I rather like Captain Hook myself. If you think of me as a captain, darling, that's quite alright," I explained, beginning to shift back to my charms again.
"Hook, you know we can't get into this," she said with a sigh. The conversation had now lost all playfulness. I raised an eyebrow.
"What're you talking about love?" I inquired, hoping this wasn't going where I thought it was.
"You realize we can't get tangled up in each other," she said, completely using the wrong terms entirely.
"Love, it doesn't surprise me that you're already thinking about getting, 'tangled up'," I said with a wink. She groaned.
"Hook, you know that's not what I meant," she said, starting to grip her wheel more firmly. "Us. We can't happen. Our charms don't match. It wouldn't be true love," Emma said, almost a hint of regret in her voice. I sighed.
"I know darling. I just enjoy flirting with beautiful women, such as yourself," I said. I played with the swan charm in my pocket, knowing that while she was driving her vessel wasn't the best of times to tell her. When she had told me of this journey, I was so close to telling her. But I've realized I had the worst thing a pirate could possess: fear. I'd seen how she treated Neal. She still loved him and I knew it. What was I, a mere pirate? Swan was the only thing I'd ever been able to fear and love at the same time. I tried to convince myself I was an honorable man. And my mind allowed it to be so with every event and person except her. So now I would have to sit here and accompany her on such journey; the whole time she'll be searching for the man right next to her. Oh Killian, the things you get yourself into.
"We have about 3 hours until we reach Boston. How're you holding up?" Emma asked, waking me from my thoughts. I turned to look at her.
"Just fine love. Yourself?" She nodded in reply.
"Fine. A bit sleepy I guess," she replied with a yawn. Suddenly I wasn't so comfortable with her captaining this vessel.
"What would wake you up, Swan?" I asked, offering my help. She shrugged.
"Tell me a story," she said. I was a tad bit surprised by this. "You know, like one of your pirate stories," she said with a small chuckle. I snickered back.
"Pirate stories huh?" I said with a teasing smile, the playful attitude taking over the car again.
"Yeah. You know, sail the high seas and plunder treasure?" She said with a laugh.
"'Plunder treasure'? Really Swan? Who taught you anything about pirates?" I asked in some seriousness.
"Peter Pan did," she said with a laugh. I raised an eyebrow, not understanding how the villainous Peter Pan teaching Swan about pirates- bloody hell, that boy knew nothing of pirates- was so funny. She stopped laughing when she saw my confusion. "Oh, it's a movie. You'll have to watch it sometime," she said again. Movie?
"Movie?" I asked, now even more confused.
"Yeah. There's this thing called a TV, and you can watch all sorts of things on it. Things like sports events, movies, TV shows, and the news," Emma explained.
"So what is a movie?" I asked again, still not getting the answer I wanted.
"It's like watching a book. Movies tell a story with moving pictures. There are people called actors, or actress, that play parts to tell a story. It's kind of like a play," she finished explaining, finally giving me some clarity about these movie things. I nodded.
"Sounds quite interesting," I answered, considering the possibility that maybe we could watch one sometime.
"It is. Now tell me a story," she said demandingly. I smirked at her needy tone of voice before conjuring up a story for her.
"Let's see, back when I was out on the seas, sailing the Jolly Roger and enjoying the high life, but before going to Neverland, I once encountered a large ship. They soon noticed us, and fired immediately. My crew was not prepared quickly enough, and we took on water quickly. But I was not willing to give up. We returned fire as quickly as we could. I grabbed my telescope and surveyed the ship firing at us.
"I soon noticed the similarity of it to the Roger. That's when I realized that she was one of the King's ships, from the man I used to sail under. I was fierce with rage. The King had learned of my new distaste for him, and he was going to try and take the ship that now belonged to me down. I refused to let this happen. We continued to fire as I turned the wheel toward port and toward the attacking ship. I planned to ram her into the intruder. I was then going to climb aboard and take down the ship myself.
"My plan worked until I landed on the deck of the opposing ship, not prepared for what I would find. That ship had been commandeered as well, by none other than the infamous Blackbeard. He knew me, I knew him. We had of course heard word of each other on the high seas. Without a word, our swords clashed, and I fought with honor and pride. Once my crew was aware of the situation, they too crossed vessels to help defeat the other pirates. Mr. Smee, my first mate, steered the ships with the help of a few other mates. But I was only focused on Blackbeard. He would swing, I would parry. I would swing, he would parry. He called to me with a smile, asking why Captain Hook had such interest in Blackbeard and his crew. I replied with a chuckle. I told him that I was here to destroy dishonorable pirates, here to take down the crew of Blackbeard. Now that wasn't my original plan, but it was now.
"During our battle, he decided to cheat the code of honor. He swung high, slicing my jaw and giving me a scar running from the bottom of my ear almost to my chin. He looked pleased, but during his pride, I swung for his side, slicing it open with ease. He fell to the deck immediately. I smirked and stepped over his body. I search his cabin for any values, mostly finding some good coins and jewelry. I noticed a map on his desk rolled up and having a gold border. I snatched it before exiting the cabin.
"My crew and I returned to our ship, most of his men massacred. We sailed out to an appropriate range and fired one shot, watching the ship sink with the living remains of Blackbeard and his few crewmembers. We celebrated on our ship at taking down Blackbeard, and sailed straight to our favorite pub to enjoy the life of a pirate. I left the map in my quarters and never did get a chance to look at it," I finished finally, thinking about maybe when we got back I would follow up on that.
"Why not?" Emma asked, actually sounding quite curious.
"At that pub, I met Milah," I said, coughing slightly. "We fell in love, and she ran away with me. I forgot about the map when she was around. After her untimely death, all I could focus on was skinning my crocodile. And now that we're on...better terms, I suppose I could go back and follow that map and find out where it leads," I said. "Your presence is always welcome, Swan," I said with a smile. She chuckled.
"Me and my guy right?" Wait, what?
"Pardon?" I asked, wondering if she was taking about me.
"My soul mate. The person we're looking for here?" Emma asked with a chuckle. Oh.
"Ahhh, yes. He will always be welcome on my ship," I said, trying not to laugh about the situation. "Would you actually be interested in joining me?" I asked curiously.
"I don't know Killian," she started.
"Say if worse comes to worse and we don't return with your soul mate, would you join me?" I asked again. She smiled.
"It sounds like quite the adventure, pirate," she said with a smirk. I returned the smile, glad to see her amused.
"Does this mean yes, Swan?" I asked.
"It doesn't mean no, Killian," she said, an answer all too broad for me. I frowned.
"I believe a lass like you would love a good trip on the high seas, especially with me darling," I said with a wink. She chuckled and rolled her eyes.
"Perhaps Killian."
"I rather like that name," I said, changing topics.
"Excuse me?" Swan asked.
"Killian. I miss it sometimes. It was a rather strong name in my opinion, at least that's what I remember my father telling me," I finished, letting to conversation stray to the personal side again.
"I think you've earned it back," she said. "You gave up your revenge to find my son. You saved me Killian," she said, turning to me to smile. I returned with a warm smile.
"My darling, I would lay my life down before I let you even receive a scratch," I said sincerely. Her vessel was stopped, and other vessels surrounded us. There was a bright red light in front of us. She turned to me and leaned over toward me. She lightly placed her lips on my cheek. I closed my eyes and enjoyed her soft lips on my scarred skin. After a second or two, she backed away with a smile.
"Thank you Killian Jones," she said before turning back to captain her vessel.
Ok, so a tad bit boring, I know. But next chapter will be fluffy! I pwomise :3