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Hook felt lost, sitting on the edge of the docks. So many questions without real answers, he seemed to be stuck in the same circle of thought. Wondering how to get Emma back, why had his father took her? she was just a silly girl.

A silly girl that had got his friend killed. He groaned and clenched his teeth.

Why must she be so reckless?

The water was dark and calm, quietly splashing against the mossy wood. What really confused him was Emma coming back, asking for his help.

Had she lost her mind?

He sighed his breath making a cold cloud in the night air, no matter what she was trying to do, he still had to get her back...For everyone's sake. It filled him with dread that she had been gone for two whole days, with an attitude like hers anything could happen. Did she not think of her family when she ran away, how it would hurt them.

In that moment he wished he had someone, who cared when he disappeared. Emma didn't know how lucky she was, he would give anything just to have a home.

She was young, eventually she would appreciate what she had. He smiled remembering when he first met her. She was so... proud and beautiful, almost like a lioness, it saddened him to see her so broken and alone.

Partly his doing, he swallowed remembering almost strangling her. He was angry but that didn't change the fact that she was a young lady and so scared of him, his stomach flipped in guilt.

He could no longer trust himself.

He stood up, his leather coat creaking quietly in the silence of the night, he would do whatever it took to get the princess home, he just hoped to god she was still alive. But before he could take another step a soft voice whispered behind him.

"Hook."

Every muscle in his body froze.

"Emma?" He turned staring blindly into the darkness, then slowly she came into view, eerie in the light of the moon, her blonde hair falling over her shoulder in soft waves.

He reached out his hand to her... "Emma... how?" The she faded to nothing.

He dropped his hand, a familiar feeling filled him. Dread.

"I can't believe you fell for that" A mocking voice came from the shadows.

Hook hissed in anger. "What do you want?"

The familiar figure of his father, Charon stepped out of the darkness his face breaking into a wide curvaceous grin as he held his arms out for a hug. "Hello son."

Hook clenched his fists. He wasn't playing Charon's game. "Where is Emma?"

"Straight to the point, that's my son." He grinned, then gazed at the sky with a face full of wonderment. "Why do you want to know? I wont be trying to strangle her, I know how to treat a lady, unlike some people we won't name."

Hook growled. "Oh like mother, was she not a lady?"

Charon sighed as if Hook was a petulant child. "She wanted to leave, I only helped her on the way."

"I don't care what you call it, where is Emma? she needs to return home before a war breaks out."

Charon only grinned.

Hook was filled with dread. "That's what you want isn't it? You're trying to start a war?"

He laughed and pointed at Hook. "You said it not me... though its an interesting idea..." he rubbed his chin in thought.

"Why are you doing this?" Hook stared into his father's eyes, they were cold and grey like a storm.

"Because its fun." He laughed. "Fine I will be nice to you, Emma has been captured by bounty hunters looking for you... they are west of here not very far from here."

"Why did you let her go?"

"Oh its funny to watch you run around and find her. She might not be in one piece, but she is alive currently so better hurry lover boy." He grinned then disappeared.

Hook frowned a little at why his father made it so easy. But he knew one thing for sure Charon didn't lie.

So he hurried off in a westward direction. As his father watched and laughed.

Graham had watched the two men talking in the moonlight, Hook and his father he couldn't hear what they were saying but he heard Emma mentioned. Their conversation didn't last long after the father disappeared. Graham began to follow Hook through the dark twisting streets. Hook knew something about Emma. He had too.

Graham was quiet, carefully mulling his footsteps and slipping through the shadows. But somehow Hook noticed him. Graham suddenly saw him tense and slowly turn his head.

Graham carefully slipped his dagger out.

"Come out, coward and face me."

Graham stepped into view, he would kill him if he had too.

"I am looking for Emma." Graham hissed.

"I recognize you, you were at the ball right?" The ball, it seemed like a lifetime ago.

"What's that got to do with it? I don't think you killed Philip." Graham rubbed his temples. "Don't ask me why I think that. Just trust that we need to find Emma as soon as possible."

Hook sighed tiredly. "Then we share a common goal mate, I am on my way to find her."

"You know where she is? I am surprised she is not chasing after you."

"She figured out that I didn't kill him."

"What? How?"

"She met the man who did. But we will get to that later, we need to find her now." Hook didn't know what it was but something about Graham just seemed trustworthy.

"Which way?"

Emma screamed pain ripping through her body, but without a single injury. It was terrifying and unreal.

After Hook's father had let her go she had fallen into the hands of three men. Bounty hunters looking for hook and herself they worked for king Philip or at least that's what they said.

They had questioned her about Hook's whereabouts asking her sweetly and kindly giving her a blanket she blankly insisted she had no idea. Two of the men half accepted, they weren't the brightest one of them had a puckered scar where his eyes used to be and he was tall and meaty hardly saying a word. The other one had a hammer with him all the time and he gave her wide toothy grins every so often.

But the man that really scared her was the one they called Ralf, he watched her all the time from under his dark hood. He was a magician, she noticed it when the other two me were attempting to light a fire on wet ground, after watching them for about ten minutes he hissed in anger and flung flames at the wood it burst into an inferno and didn't stop for the rest of the night. He had a long face with one sickly yellow eye.

But on her second day with them riding through the rainy forest, Ralf suddenly had enough of playing nice with her, he growled and roughly pulled her off the horse.

"You think you're tough little lady?" He rolled up his sleeves. "I have to find your partner or I lose my job, I will give you one last chance to tell me where he is."

Emma pursed her lips, she had hurt Hook enough, he deserved to live. The other men busied themselves, awkwardly pretending not to notice what was about to play out. Emma shivered. "I don't know where he is."

Ralf laughed and his face broke into a smile.

A cold stone dropped in Emma's heart.

"Then you asked for this."

He waved two fingers and Emma collapsed to the ground screaming, every nerve in her body screamed, it felt like she was being burned alive. All that she could think of was the pain. It consumed her. Tears streamed down her face.

Abruptly it stopped.

"If you tell me where he is then the pain will stop."

Emma just kept crying.

He sighed dramatically. "Your choice." Then she felt cords tighten around her neck, she panicked screaming blindly, the cords were snakes, hissing and slowly crushing her to death. She couldn't see or hear anything except Ralf's cold laughter, she knew he was enjoying it. The snakes uncoiled and disappeared.

Then Emma heard screaming, she looked up from the ground, it was Belle cradling a bundle to her chest as two men held swords behind her back.

"Belle!" Emma screamed, then she stopped a calm settled over her. These weren't real.

Ralf growled in anger, and a blinding pain ripped through her body all she could hear was her own screaming. Then everything turned to darkness.

Emma's body was shaking gently a calm rhythm, she was warm and alive. Her heart filled with joy and she hugged the warm body...Emma took a second to click, she strained an eyelid open she was on a horse. Her heart filled with fear. With who?

She let out a little whimper and craned her neck to see.

"Its alright love, you're safe now." Warm arms tightened around her.

It was Hook.

She tensed and sat up straighter. What did he want with her?

Hook grimaced as Emma tensed and closed her eyes, she didn't deserve this.

"Do you think she will be alright?" Graham had quickly grown on him in the short time they had been together. "I think so, she woke a second ago."

"Can't think what they did to her."

Hook didn't answer, both men had heard Emma's blood curdling screams.

They rode on neither talking about the terrible sacrifice that had to be made. They rode in silence.

But Hook couldn't escape the feeling that this was exactly what his father wanted.

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