Chapter 9

A bright green light flashed over the entirety of Neverland. Davina landed gracefully on the Jolly Roger. "Davi?" A man from her brother's original crew spotted her first. "How did you know we were here?" Davina only smiled. "Aye, no explanation." He looked at her hesitantly.

"Where is he?" She asked worried.

"He hasn't left his cabin since we went through the portal." He said timidly.

Davina nodded and headed to the captain's quarters. When she got to the door she hesitated before knocking. "Go away!" She heard her brother yell. She didn't listen and opened the door. She was instantly hit by an overwhelming stench of rum. A bottle came flying past her head. "I said go awa….Vina?" When she finally saw Killian he looked as though he had been dragged through hell and back. He tried to stand but fell back into his chair. She made her way over to him and sat down on his desk facing him.

"Killian… I'm, I know how much you loved her."

He broke down and leaned into her lap like a child. "It wasn't supposed to be like this. We were supposed to be a family." She knew this was the first time he had let himself feel everything of the situation. "You tried to warn me and I didn't listen." He looked up at Davina with tears streaming down his face. "She's there now isn't she? In the locker?" Davina simply nodded. "When, when did you take her?"

"Killian…"

He stood, composing himself. "You knew this would happen, you knew she would be brought into the locker. How long after her death was her soul taken?" Davina looked at her hands.

"I had to, right away."

"How?" Davina didn't answer. Killian started to stand and compose himself. "You told me once that you had premonitions. Did you see THIS?" Davina continued to stay silent. "You saw her death, all of it! You didn't tell me!"

"I did tell you!" Davina stood. 'You wouldn't listen!"

"You said 'the rules' and everything but 'I saw her death.'" He raised his voice higher.

"Would you have listened? You didn't before! I can't go around trying to save the world Killian, that's not my job!" As soon as the words left he mouth she wished she hadn't said them.

"But letting the love of my life die is!"

"She is NOT the love of your life Killian!" Words again she hadn't meant to say.

"Get off my ship!"

"Killian" she whispered.

"I said get off my ship!" He yelled again throwing the bottle of rum against the wall. "You are dead to me! How dare you come here pretending to console me when the reason I need it in the first place is your doing!" He stepped inches from her to intimidate her. "You are a monster!" She really could smell the rum now. "We are done. If I see you in any way other than you doing your 'job' I will kill you!"

Davina looked at her brother in shock. "Killian you're drunk." She whispered. "You don't mean this. I've seen your happy ending. Please believe me."

"Get out." She could barely hear him that time. He turned and walked to the cabinet where his personal store of rum was located. A tear fell down Davina's cheek and she disappeared.

Break

Emma sat in her room thinking about everything that had happened in the last couple of days. Meeting Killian's sister had been taxing to say the least. She couldn't understand why out of all the conversations that she had with Killian, he hadn't even hinted at a family. They were a lot more alike than she ever knew. "But you always did." She said more to herself, but hoping Killian knew. She felt a tingle when she thought of him. "Where are you, you bloody pirate?" She felt a tingle again. It felt very similar to when she cast the protection spell on Gold's shop. Emma jumped up and went in search of one of the only people she trusted to answer her truthfully on this subject, Regina.

"Regina!" She yelled when she got to the top of the deck.

"Emma?" Regina turned to Emma.

"I think…" She paused, knowing she was going to sound crazy.

"Yes?" Regina asked annoyed.

"I think I can hear him, or feel him rather." Emma said almost out of breath.

"Excuse me?"

"When I was thinking about him, and where he was I felt… I felt my magic I think" Emma said pleading for an explanation. "It was like a pulling feeling. Is that possible?"

Regina looked at Emma. "Yes." She didn't say anything more.

"Care to share?" Emma said annoyed.

"Go ask your parents." Regina said blankly.

"I'm asking you." Emma stood her ground.

Regina sighed. "Miss Swan you can no longer deny that you love Hook." She looked at her son's biological mother. "What you are feeling is the pull of true love. When I poisoned your mother all those years ago, your father could feel that pull. It was much more intense, but seeing as she was all but dead, you understand."

Emma thought for a moment. "What does this mean?"

"It means you have found the connection Miss Swan."

"Can we find him this way?"

"No." Regina said. "But you can."

Break

Sebastian walked down to the cabin's quarters with a plate of food. Davina had barely eaten since she returned from seeing Killian. He expected tears when she returned, but they never came. She threw herself into the task at hand. She wasn't angry with the crew, which they were all prepared for. She had told him what she saw and knew that she hadn't told Killian everything. They both knew he would take it hard if he had ever found out. And by Davina's state, Sebastian guessed he put it all together.

He knocked on Davina's door. "Davi?" He opened it slowly, but was met half way with Davina flinging the door open with a flick of her wrist. She looked at her first mate.

"I'm not hungry." She said plainly.

"Davi you have to eat." He said sternly.

"Don't presume to tell me what to do. Now get out! I have work to do." She yelled. He put the plate down and exited the room. He knew she would talk to him when she was ready.

Davina looked at the plate and sighed. She knew it was harsh, but the last person she wanted to talk to was Sebastian. He loved Killian and would probably make her regret her decisions more. "Well if you're not going to eat it, mind if I do?" Rumpelstilskin said from across the desk where he materialized.

"What do you want?" She said without looking up from her papers.

Rumple grabbed the plate and started eating the cheese on the plate. "You know, this hostility is hardly called for. I'm not the one who betrayed anyone." He laughed the laugh only he had. "That dearie was entirely you."

"You think I don't know that? Now what do you want?" She finally looked at him.

"To extend an olive branch."

"Excuse me?"

He sat down the plate and leaned on the desk facing Davina. "Look you and I are going to live a long time. Now unless you want to spend the rest of it alone, with just your first mate, might I suggest a truce?"

"A truce? That's your idea of an olive branch?"

He laughed. "Oh no dearie, there's more."

"Of course there is." She sat back and crossed her arms. "I'm listening."

"Well I suggest that we become allies." Davina snorted at the suggestion. "Hear me out dearie. The only other people who will live as long as you are the fairies, and I'm sure even someone as 'good' as you tires of their constant nagging, your first mate who was your brother's first mate first. And that brings me to your brother, who has all but killed you with his bare hands." Davina looked away at the last comment. "And me." Rumple continued. "Now we don't have to be friends, oh no I don't expect that, but we both have magic, both have no one, and both need to eat." He listed the plate again.

"Are you proposing I eat with you?" Davina asked in disbelief.

"Oh not every night dearie, but you are always welcome at my castle. Just drop on by and we will chat the day away. Talking of other things, of shoes and ships and sealing wax, of cabbages and kings. And why the sea is boiling hot, and whether pigs have wings." He laughed.

"I will never understand you Rumple." Davina said plainly.

"Oh but you will dearie. As your magic grows and your years pass. You will understand just what it means to be who you are." With that he was gone.