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Joan and her daughter took the long way back to the cottage. The storm the night before always made the trees look magical, covered in dew. When they were almost to the front gate Joan looked up. She dropped her basket when she saw a young boy sitting by the gate. "Sweetheart, go around back and feed the chickens." She said to her daughter. The young girl skipped off as Joan approached the boy.
"I'm sorry; I didn't mean to startle you." Killian apologized as he ran to help her with her basket.
"Don't be silly, I wasn't paying attention." She smiled at him and gave him a knowing smile. "You're Killian aren't you?"
Killian froze. "How do you know that?"
"Come inside, I think you need to see something." She put her arm around his shoulder and led him into the cottage. She put her basket on the table and invited him to sit down. As Killian got situated she walked over to a desk that looked very out of place in the quaint cottage. The kitchen was covered in flowers. Killian laughed at the girliness of the room. Joan looked back at Killian and laughed. "I love flowers." She pulled out a piece of paper from the desk. "Probably not something a 14 year old boy would be interested in." She handed the piece of paper to Killian and sat across from him. "I received this a little over a month ago."
Killian read the letter to himself…
My dear Joan,
I know that this letter will come as somewhat of a shock, but I have finally found my son. After years of searching I finally have him, here on a ship. We plan to sail the realms together. Alas, I have found that I am a very wanted man. I cannot have him involved in this. It is one thing to be a sailor, but to be in a prison is something no 14 year old should have to witness. I'm not sure if he will come looking for you, I'm not even sure he knows. But if he does, I pray you show him the kindness you once showed me.
Sincerely,
Marcus
Killian was in shock. He stared at the letter without blinking. Joan let him sit as she went to the back door and called her daughter in. She frowned when she came back and found that Killian was gone and the door was opened. "Mama, where did that boy go?" She kissed the top of her daughter's head. "I don't…"
"I'm jjjust out here." Killian said trying to hide his emotions. Joan walked outside and sat next to Killian followed by her daughter.
"Killian, you know you can stay here as long as you want." She hugged him and giggled as her daughter as her daughter was picking flowers. Her hair was a mop of dark brown curls, almost black. When she found a flower she liked her bright blue eyes lit up with her smile. Killian looked at her and smiled.
"Thanks." He paused and watched the young girl. "So is it just the two of you?"
Joan sighed. "Yes, just the two of us." She looked after her daughter then back at Killian. "Her father came into town for a short while on his way to the Ogre wars. I was told he died." Killian looked at her. "I found out I was pregnant a week later." She smiled at Killian. "That little girl is your sister Killian."
Break
"Seriously Emma you need to relax or I won't help you anymore." Hook laughed as Emma threw the sword down.
"Hey I did just fine on that damn island." Crossing her arms and glaring at Hook.
"Yes love, but that had a lot to do with your magic. I think you should learn a proper technique so you don't have to use your magic all the time."
"I think he has a point Emma." Charming chimed in from the sidelines.
Emma rolled her eyes. "What is the point of being 'the savior' if I can't even use magic? Besides I thought my magic is different?"
"Swan it is, but all magic comes with a…" Killian was cut short by a black and purple tentacle wrapping around his leg. He pulled out his word, but it was too late, he was being pulled overboard. Emma lunged towards him and grabbed his hand. "Emma don't, she'll pull you down too!"
"Killian, we can't captain this ship without you!"
"You'll find a way Love, you always do." With that he let go and was pulled under the water. Emma froze. "Not again." She whispered.
Regina came up behind Emma. "Ursula." Emma whipped her head around.
"Seriously?"
"I'd say your captain tangled her tentacles when we helped Ariel."
"Killian is NOT my captain Regina."
"The use of his first name says otherwise." A flash of green light came from the horizon and a large ship appeared. "What is that?"
Emma gazed at the ship. "I'm not sure, but I don't want to sit and wait."
"What's happening?" Rumpelstilskin came up from below deck.
"Hook was taken by… I guess Ursula," Charming filled in ", and that ship just appeared." He pointed to the east.
"Oh my." Rumple walked to the railing. "I have not laid eyes on that ship in some time."
"You know who that ship belongs to?" Charming asked. "Should we send up a flag or prepare the guns?"
"That dear prince, all depends on the captain."
Break
"Dear, there is someone to see you. Finish up that bit and you can go home." The old woman smiled to the young woman slaving over the trim on a gown for a local wedding. The woman came closer to inspect the girl's work. "Oh my dear, no one works the details like you. This dress will be fit for a queen."
"Thank you." The girl blushed. "I'm almost done; tell my visitor I'll be out in a second." The woman left and she finished the dress. With the last stitch she stood up and patted down her skirt and fixed her hair. She went to the front of the store and a smile sprung from ear to ear. A man dressed in black leather pants and a black work shirt with a red vest stood before her. "KILLIAN!" She rand and leapt into his arms.
"Umf, good lord Vina, you don't have to tackle me!"
She slapped his arm. "You know you are the only one that can call me that!" She hugged him again. "Oh it's been far too long. Come on let's walk home." She led him out of the store and towards the cottage.
Killian stopped the girl when they got outside and twirled her. "My dear Vina you are growing into a fine young woman. Now tell me when am I going to hear about one of these farmer's sons asking for your hand?"
"Never, I don't need to find him the next week with a sword in his stomach."
Killian gave a fake hurt look then side hugged Vina. "Sister I am completely hurt that you would even think that." He laughed. When they got to the cottage Vina ran into the house dragging Killian along with her.
"Mama look who came to visit!" Vina smiled as Killian walked through the door.
Joan walked over to Killian and embraced him. "It's so good to see you Killian. Why do you make us wait so long to see you?"
"The life of a pirate is an unpredictable one." He smiled and motioned for everyone to sit at the table.
"Then you should quit and come home!" His sister scoffed. Killian rolled his eyes.
"Well at least you can like some part of my pirate life. I come baring gifts!" Killian reached into his satchel and pulled out a small bottle and handed it to Joan. "Here, I bought this in Agraba. It's said to help keep flowers alive for years at a time. Just add a drop to the water." He smiled when Joan squeezed his hand in thanks. He turned to Vina. "And for you, young one…" He reached and pulled out a necklace with a large silver pendant with an Emerald set in the middle. "…I know you've always loved emeralds." Vina jumped out of her chair and hugged Killian.
"This is perfect! But wait I have something for you too!" She ran into the other room.
"The money I send is meant for you and your mother not for gifts for me!" He yelled after her.
From the other room he could hear her laugh. "Who said I bought it?" She came back with a bundle behind her back. "You do know I am not a seasoned seamstress!" In one smooth move she pulled the bundle in front of her and revealed a beautiful black leather coat with strong leather trim.
Killian got up from the table and walked over to Vina and the stunning jacket she was holding. He reached for the cuff of the sleeve and admired Vina's work. "When did make this?"
She smiled. "Well I started it when your letter came last month. When you told me you had been named captain of the Red Star. And what is a captain without a memorable coat." She laughed. "I thought it fit you better than a floppy hat with a feather. Now try it on!" Killian took the coat and put it on. It fit perfectly. If anyone was going to make him a coat, he wouldn't pick anyone else. He took that moment to admire the collar and the amazing detail his sister used. "Oh It's suits you!" Vina said with delight.
"Indeed it does." Joan said weakly as she stood. "Come let's have supper. You came on an excellent night Killian. We are having lamb stew."