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Once Upon a Time © ABC

Killian's P.O.V.

I woke up the next morning with a weight on my chest. When my eyes adjusted to the light, I realized it was blonde. Emma. She was peacefully sleeping on my bare chest, and I could feel her smooth skin pressed against my rough skin. I had my left arm around her waist, and my hand was placed lightly on her back. I looked over to my right and saw my charm sitting on the nightstand. I slid the drawer open quickly and threw the charm in there, hoping I hadn't already been caught. I shut the drawer carefully, attempting not to wake her. I moved my right hand to her hair, slowly playing with the long blonde hairs she had. She moaned ever so lightly and smiled in her sleep. I smiled back, even though she couldn't see me.

There was no denying it. Emma Swan was beautiful. She had golden blonde hair more beautiful than Aurora's, greener eyes than her mother's, and a smile more mysterious than the Cheshire Cat himself. She was a sight to behold. I placed a light kiss on her forehead and gazed over at a strange looking box on the table by the bed. It read 12:07. I think that's the time. We more than likely needed to get out of bed, but I adored her so much I didn't want to wake her. I hoped that one day it could be like this. One day she would accept the other half of her charm, our charm, from my hand and we could be together.

But that day was not today. We had a lot of places to go and only so little time. I regrettably shook her lightly.

"Swan, Emma, love wake up," I whispered quietly to her. She groaned and blinked open her eyes. I continued to run my fingers through her hair as she woke up. She smiled at me and sat up.

"Good morning Captain," she said and untangled herself from me.

"How'd you sleep?" I asked as she sat up and kept a blanket around her shoulders.

"I slept well. How about you?" I smirked.

"Just fine darling," I lied. I couldn't sleep very well anywhere but my ship. I wasn't used to it. I sat up in bed and stretched. Emma found her tank top quickly and put it back on. Once she had her shirt back, she stood from bed and walked over to the two doors on the left side of the bed. "What're you doing?" I asked. She looked back over her shoulder at me with a smile. She opened the doors towards her and stepped outside. I immediately recognized the scent that flooded the room. I jumped out of bed and walked over to the balcony. I looked out at the sight before me.

The ocean.

The harbor was filled with small ships with white sails, and men were busy about the harbor constantly. I smiled widely. It felt like home. I wrapped my arms around my Swan and she leaned against my chest. I placed my chin atop her head and inhaled the sea salt and fish smell.

"Killian. Perhaps you'd better put a shirt back on?" Swan said with a tad bit of humor in her voice.

"I'll get there. Just enjoy the moment darling," I said and closed my eyes. I felt her sigh in my arms, but it wasn't a sigh of pleasure. It was almost a sigh of frustration. She turned in my arms so she was now facing me, but she leaned back, putting some space between us.

"Why don't you go enjoy the docks? I've gotta get ready anyway. I'm sure you miss the sea," she said with a smile. I looked back out and then back to her. A choice between the two women I loved; Swan and the sea.

"Only if you so insist love. Would you like me to wait for you?" She shook her head.

"No, go on ahead without me. Can you get there on your own?" Emma asked. I raised an eyebrow in thought.

"I believe I can. And if I get lost, I'm sure you'll be able to find me. Isn't that what you Charming's do?" I asked with a smile. She nodded. I released her so I could change into a pair of jeans and a shirt. After doing so, I picked up the black jacket and slipped it on before replacing my glove. I put the other glove on and turned to where she was sitting on the bed. "My lady," I said with a deep bow before turning and walking out of the room.

Emma's P.O.V.

I snagged my phone instantly and dialed Mary Margaret's number.

"Hello?"

"Hey Mary Margaret," I said.

"Emma! Oh, let me go get David!" Mary Margaret yelled as there was some shuffling from the other end.

"No! Don't. I wanna talk to you," I explained. There was silence on the other end.

"Is everything ok with you?"

"Yes," I said.

"Has Hook hurt you?" She asked, a bit of a bitter tone in her voice.

"No Mary Margaret, it's kind of the opposite of that."

"…you hurt Hook?"

"No! Just let me explain," I said finally. "I just don't know if this was such a good idea," I said.

"Taking Hook or going to Boston?"

"Both," I answered. "I have feelings for Killian," I confessed. Silence. "Mom?" I asked. "Hello?"

"I'm here, I'm here. Sorry. Oh, I should've seen this coming," she said, sounding frazzled.

"I realized it this morning when we were out on the balcony. Our charms don't match, but I feel like something is there between us. I just don't want another Neal incident. Getting a broken heart isn't a thrill ride," I said. She hummed.

"I see. Well have you met anyone yet?"

"Kind of," I answered.

"Really? Who?"

"His name is Collin. We kinda bumped into each other last night. There was something about him that just made me wanna talk to him, something that pulled me to him. Do you think it could be my charm?"

"Well I wouldn't rule it out. But remember Emma, there are many people out there, much worse than Neal. People who will stop at nothing to get to you. Just be careful who you open up to," Mary Margaret said. "I don't want you hurt."

"I know. Thanks," I said.

"Now, about Hook. What do you mean there's something between you?"

"When I went to pick him up for the trip," I began, "he had a different charm on. I think he has more than one. And he's definitely hiding something," I said.

"That's impossible. We're only given one at birth. How could he obtain a second one? And which one do you think is his?"

"Now that I think about it, the one he currently wears doesn't seem to quite fit right. It seems tighter around his neck than most people's charms are. I think he's hiding his true charm," I said. "But why?"

"I'm not sure Emma. Maybe you should at least bring it up sometime. Oh, your father's coming. I'll keep this conversation between us. I'll talk to you later! Love you," she said before quickly hanging up the phone. I sighed and flopped back onto the bed. Stupid Killian. I did need to get ready, but I had no motivation to do so. Perhaps I could meet Killian down at the harbor?

I got up and picked a pair of jeans and a blue shirt. I grabbed a green jacket and my black tennis shoes before heading into the bathroom to shower. I let my mind wander as the shower poured hot water on me. I thought about Killian mostly. Emma. Emma Jones. Hmmm. Whoa, where did that thought come from? I found myself imagining as if it was the pirate wearing the other half of my charm, not Collin. Swan. Cool it. You and Killian just weren't made for each other. If you were, the charms would match. They obviously don't match for an unknown reason. Maybe he would abandon you like Neal. That thought didn't quite seem true in my mind. I sighed and turned the water off, trying to keep myself focused on getting dressed and getting ready for the day. I slipped on the clothes and quickly dried my hair. I grabbed my tennis shoes and put those on as well. I looked in the mirror one last time before smiling down at my charm. I grabbed a room key and my phone and stepped into the hall. I turned to close the door, and when I looked back I ran smack into someone.

"Oh miss, I'm so sorry, I… Emma?" I looked up at the man, and then smiled.

"Oh, hey Collin," I said cheerfully. His green eyes greeted me brightly.

"I was just on my way to grab lunch. Maybe you'd like to join me?" Collin asked, gesturing to the elevator. I thought for a minute. Hook would be alright on his own for a while...

"Sure." I said with a smile. We walked over to the elevator and he pressed the button.

"I hope you like sandwiches," he said as we stepped into the elevator. "There's a great little place down in the Boston Common. It's a short walk from here," Collin explained as I nodded.

"That sounds nice."

We left the hotel and walked the short distance to the park. Right by one of the trees was a delicious smelling cart. They happily grilled breads filled with various contents, ranging from cheese to anchovies. I smiled warmly. The breads all looked so good, I hadn't realized how hungry I was until now.

I ordered my sandwich and reached into my pocket to grab my cash. Collin reached his hand out and stopped me.

"I'll get it," he offered, placing his own order before paying for the sandwiches. I took the warm grilled cheese in my hand.

"Thank you," I said as we walked away together. We ended up sitting on a bench near the lake in front of us, enjoying our sandwiches.

"So what kind of business are you doing out here exactly?" Collin asked, turning to me. I bit my lip.

"I'm looking for someone. Kind of my job," I explained with a light chuckle.

"So you're like an FBI agent?" I laughed at this.

"Not exactly," I said. He suddenly reached out and pawed the charm I had on.

"What is this?" Collin asked curiously.

"A necklace I was given a long time ago. It means a lot to me," I said, almost uncomfortable with his hands on it. He let it slip from his grasp. He opened his mouth to say something, but stopped himself. "What?" I asked.

"Do you believe in fate?"

Hook's P.O.V.

I inhaled the sea air in front of me and pleasantly watched the boats come and go. A smile pulled at the corners of my mouth; the fresh air was a much-welcomed friend. I paced the docks, putting my hand in my pocket and watching as sailors quickly manned their ships and unloaded their fish. I missed the life of a pirate.

But I missed Emma Swan more. I was hoping she would join me for a bit of a walk, but she hadn't shown up yet. I wasn't expecting her to, just hoping she would. I decided to explore the local surroundings and figured if I got lost I could use those instructions about 'calling cabs' to get back to our room. Emma didn't leave me with any key to get in, but I wouldn't mind waiting in the hall a while if she wasn't around.

I walked into a massive green area, with dozens of trees and plants. Not as impressive as, say, the Enchanted Forest, but still pretty. I noticed a small body of water and decided to follow its course through the area, wanting to see all of it. As I walked along, I noticed all of the strange new plants I'd never seen before. Bright blue ones and pink flowers, it was all very interesting.

Families were all along the bank of the lake, enjoying their food and company. Some couples snuggled together, while children hid from each other in the strange plants. There were a few benches on my right between the lake and myself. But there was one bench that stood out the most.

My heart dropped.

There, about 20 feet away, sat Emma Swan, making out with Collin. I felt sick and dizzy all at once. Now I would never get to tell her the truth. She wouldn't believe me. I left the green place right away and starting trying to walk back to the room. As I walked, I focused mainly on the ground until a woman came up and linked her arm in mine. She was a pretty brunette with a red dress on and a fake smile. She batted her eyelashes at me.

"Well hello handsome," the woman said. I shrugged her off and kept walking. This was the first time I'd ever turned a woman down like that. I didn't care at this point. I just wanted to be back on my ship in Storybrooke.

After what felt like miles of walking, I found the building with the yellow Bug parked outside. I couldn't even look at the car anymore. I shuffled into the main fancy room and walked over to the magic silver box that Swan called an elevator. I pressed the button and waited for the magical box to come down to me. There was a sudden ding, and I stepped inside. I pushed the button marked 7 and waited. I got out and walked to our room. I slid down against and sat with my arms on my knees. I placed my head in my arms, closed my eyes, and wondered how much longer I had of this miserable torture I was to suffer.

Awww. Poor Killian. All in favor of giving him a hug, say I. I!

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