Yay! Inspiration to continue this story! Wooo!
So I kinda worked on this between beta-ing something else and playing Toontown: Rewritten. Any fellow toons out there?
Once Upon a Time © ABC
Hook's P.O.V.
Swan's yellow vessel rolled into Storybrooke around 7 pm later that night. The snow came down gently around the fairytale town, and there was a calming coolness to the air. Emma was beyond tired, and we still had an eventful dinner to attend. She steered her vessel toward her parents' apartment. She turned the keys of her vessel and the rumbling of the vessel stopped. I opened my eyes and yawned loudly. Although I hadn't slept at all, it felt good to rest even more. I was still recovering from the Neverland mishap and the issues with Collin hadn't made things any better.
"Killian." I turned towards my Swan. "I gotta ask you something before we set foot in that apartment." I raised an eyebrow.
"I'm listening, darling."
"Why did you hide that charm from me for so long?" I licked my lips and turned my body towards her.
"I didn't feel that the timing was right, love. I didn't think you weren't interested in pursuing that path," I admitted, not meeting her eyes.
"Not interested?" Emma asked with confusion.
"You seem to be rather busy these days, being the officer and mother and savior all at once. And not to offend, darling, but you're not exactly the overly romantic type," I explained, not spilling the full truth. You were afraid, I thought to myself, You were a cowardly pirate afraid of rejection.
"Captain Hook, lover of the ladies, and he fears talking to his soul mate," she says with a small teasing smirk. My head shot up in frustration, my eyebrows knitted together in mock anger.
"Fear is it? I believe the lady is lying," I said. She chuckled in return.
"No Killian, you're the liar. My super power tells me so," Emma said with a smile. She left a light kiss on my jaw before climbing out and into the road. I climbed out too, knowing that I should be a gentleman and give the lady a hand with her baggage. She opened the cargo hold of her vessel and I snatched her bag before she had a chance. Swinging my own bag over my shoulder, she smiled a 'thank you' and we walked toward the apartment.
"Should I grab my sword in case your father tries to kill me?" I asked with only a hint of seriousness in my voice. She chuckled lightly.
"My dad's not going to kill you, Killian. Relax. They like you," she said reassuringly as she reached for my hand and gave it a squeeze. I smiled back – a real smile, not a smirk or a grin – and pecked her cheek.
"Let's hope so darling," I replied. We climbed the stairs together and knocked on the door. I bit my lip in anticipation. This was going to be quite the adventure…
The door swung open to reveal a young lad on the other side. Henry smiled up at Emma and then me.
"You're home! I missed you guys!" Henry threw his arms around his mother. Henry then wrapped his arms around my waist, much to my surprise. I smirked at the lad before he guided us inside and ran up the stairs, muttering something about 'the book'. Snow and David were busy at the counter, making what seemed to be some sort of chicken dish. Snow looked up at us first.
"Oh, you're back!" She scurried over and hugged her daughter tightly before giving me a slightly awkward hug. What was with the sudden acceptance of the pirate here?
Snow's gleeful cheer caused her husband to turn around. This was the moment I had been waiting for. I gave a smirk to him as he eyed me. His eyes narrowed on me and I quirked an eyebrow, still wearing a smirk. Snow and Emma chatted away happily, completely unaware of the stare down I was involved in. David wiped his hands on a towel before slowly walking over to me. I fought to keep from wincing, as I had a gut feeling this wasn't going to be good.
He stopped in front of me and extended his hand to me. I looked down at his hand and back up at him, almost in question. I took his hand slowly and he shook it with a small smile.
"We trust you Killian. Just take care of Emma. You know I'm not afraid to run you through with a sword if you hurt her," he said, letting go of my hand.
"You have my word. Thank you, mate," I replied with a genuine smile. I could see Emma watching us out of the corner of my eye with a small smirk as her mother rambled on. I smiled back as David walked back over to the kitchen and started dishing up the food. "You need a hand?" I offered. He thought for a minute and looked around at the food.
"Nah, I think we're almost done. Actually, can you go upstairs and grab Henry? Let him know dinner's almost ready," David said as he focused back on something else. I turned to the staircase and started to walk up the small metal stairs. I was met with three doors at the top: One closed, on leading to what looked like Emma's room, and one leading to a small room with a boy lying on his bed working busily on something. I walked toward Henry and opened my mouth to say something, but closed it when I saw what he was busy with. Henry was flipping through the pages of his infamous storybook, searching madly for something.
"Lad, dinner's almost ready. Your father asked me to-"
"Hold on. I'm looking for something," he replied, not even looking up at me. I sighed and sat down on the bed next to him.
"And what would that be?"
"You and Mom," he said. I raised an eyebrow.
"Your mother's downstairs, Henry, and I'm right here…"
"No no, in the book. True Love? Magic? Fairytales? You have to be in here now," Henry exclaimed as he continued to search. I started to get up from the bed when Henry yelled "WAIT!" and yanked on my arm. I looked back at him to see the page he flipped to in the book. It was an illustration of a yellow vessel sitting outside a large building. Two people were walking toward the building, one with long blonde hair and a red leather jacket, the other with short black hair and a black jacket. I couldn't help the grin that crept across my face. "I told you," Henry said as he continued to flip through the pages. There were pictures of Emma meeting Collin, of the swordfight atop the hill between Collin and I, of the charms we each had, and of the drive home.
"Does Emma know about this yet?" I asked curiously as I skimmed the words on the page.
"Not yet. But I'm sure she'll be just as shocked as you are," Henry said with a smirk. He leapt out of bed, book in hand, and ran after his mother. "Mom! You've got to see this!"
The five of us sat around the dinner table, finishing up the last few bits of food. Although dinner hadn't been uncomfortable, it was quieter. The occasional word was exchanged every now and then, but it was almost a peaceful silence now. There was no threat roaming the streets, no terror we had to face, it was just Storybrooke. It seemed almost strange to be at such peace, almost discomforting.
"So, are you taking me sailing tomorrow?" Henry asked me as I looked up from my plate. I quirked an eyebrow and looked at Emma.
"Pardon?"
"Sailing. You promised you would take me sometime. Can we go tomorrow?" Henry asked with a grin. Snow spoke before I could.
"Oh, I'm sure Killian is very tired from his trip, Henry. But I'm sure you can go soon?" Snow asked, looking towards me.
"Tomorrow will not be a problem at all, m'lady. I don't mind taking the boy out on the seas for a while. That is, if the lady is okay with this?" I trailed off, my eyes now turning to the beautiful blonde beside me.
"It is as long as I am given permission to come along, I see no problems," Emma said as she turned to me. I nodded and turned to the Charming's.
"Would the King and Queen care for a lift as well?" I offered, half hoping that they would turn down the invitation. David looked at Snow for a second before turning back to me.
"Perhaps next time Killian. We have a few matters to deal with here, but thank you," Snow said with a smile. Emma's head snapped up.
"Matters? Like what?" Emma asked curiously. Snow and David smiled at one another.
"We were thinking about moving out, and giving you and Henry the place. Oh, and Killian too, of course," Snow explained.
"It's not that crowded in here…" Emma started before David interrupted.
"Yeah, well it's about to get more crowded."
"Mate, I can find another place to stay if that works better," I began. David chuckled.
"No worries Killian, it's not your fault at all. We were thinking about moving out anyway," David explained, turning back to Snow. She smiled widely before standing up.
"Let me grab these dishes," Snow said as she began to reach for our plates. I stood up too, knowing I should be a gentleman.
"Let me help you," I said and grabbed my plate, stacking it onto Emma's. She smiled widely as I carried the other dishes behind her into the kitchen.
Emma's P.O.V.
I bit back a chuckle as Killian hopped up to help with the dishes. That little kiss-up. I looked at Henry across the table.
"I should probably go help too," David said as he stood up and walked to the sink.
"So, troublemaker. A little birdy told me you were keeping secrets. Something about Operation Sidewinder?" I asked with a small smile. He returned a grin.
"Sorry, it's classified information. But I will tell you that the operation was a success," he finished before picking up his book.
"I still can't believe we made it into that book of yours," I said quietly for no real reason.
"True Love Mom. Of course you made it into this book," Henry said triumphantly as he held it up. He took it and started to walk upstairs with it. Everything seemed resolved to me: Killian was happy, my parents were happy, I was happy, Henry was happy, Neal was-
Neal.
He had completely slipped my mind until now. My smile fell into a confused look as to figuring out what to do with him. I stood from the table slowly. Killian was busy in the kitchen drying dishes when I walked up to him. My parents were busy chatting away at the sink. I wrapped my arm around Killian's and leaned in.
"Well hello love," he said, placing a kiss on my forehead.
"Hey, I'm going to go out for a bit. I'll be back in an hour?" He put the plate down and turned to her.
"Where are you off to?"
"I'm going to go see Neal," I explained gently. "For Henry's sake, I'm going to make sure everything is okay," I said. He looked down at the ground.
"Oh okay. You need his approval for me. I see," Killian began, starting to turn away. I swallowed my frustration and grabbed his arm. My parents had gone upstairs only seconds ago.
"Killian. This isn't about you. This is about Henry. You know I love you no matter what Neal thinks, but for Henry I want to make sure there's no surprise when he finds out who my soul mate is," I explained, not quite finding the right words. He sighed.
"I'll be here when you get back," Killian said, with almost a cold tone. I let go of him and rolled my eyes. I didn't have time for his attitude.
"Okay," I said as I grabbed my coat and keys. Forgetting my phone, I walked out the door to see Neal.
I was going to keep this chapter going but if I had it would've been twice as long. I figured it might be better to keep things separate.
I can't picture Killian calling Mary Margaret by her Storybrooke name, so for him it's Snow White and David.
I'll keep working on chapter 12, and make sure to follow my twitter account daisygirl101_ff for a sneak peak of chapter 12! (: