A/n: Thanks for all the support!
Disclaimer: I don't own Once Upon a Time.
Chapter III: Uncharted Territory
As the sun rose in the sky, Killian applied soft kisses down her spine, savoring the ivory touch of her skin.
Emma mewed like a cat, grinning as her eyes remained closed. The gentle friction of his beard against her inner thighs made her more than a little turned on.
She let out a whimper as Killian licked the curve of her butt, his warmth sending her senses crazy.
Man this guy was an amazing lover. Given that he had over 3 centuries of practice, she didn't expect any less.
"I could get used to this." She whispered as he brought his head back up to nibble on her nape.
"Aye luv." Killian agreed, flipping over a bit roughly as Emma squealed. Killian raised his brow, a quirky indication that he was up to no good, and kissed her deeply.
Emma wrapped her arms around his neck, loving the feel of the cold hook lifting her legs high above his waist.
Killian Jones had been blessed with endowment above the average man-and while he never boasted about it verbally, he practically did victory laps every time she has an orgasm.
God, she was going to marry this man-this handsome, cocky, dark, ironically honorable, sex-god of a man. Suddenly, she said a silent prayer of thanks to her mother.
Because she knew Killian would be in awe of her on their wedding day, and she would feel like nothing less than a princess.
That fact alone made her eagerly disregard the slight pinch of soreness from last night's ravenous lovemaking, as she grew wet with excitement.
Hook sucked on her breasts, bringing her back to the present. She moaned loudly as one of her hands weaved through his hair as the other grabbed his…
KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK. Three poundings on the door paused her movements. Emma started to sit up. "Seriously…?"
"Oh hell no!" Killian protested, not stopping his pursuit. Easing her back onto the soft pillows, he whispered. "They'll go away if we're quiet."
"Easy for you to say." She smirked as he brought his lips back to hers, while hid throat chuckled.
He leered as his cock teased her entrance, ready to go in for the kill. Emma panted, biting his shoulder.
"KILLIAN! Killian I know you're in there!"
A man's voice hollered from outside. Killian growled, clearly pissed. "BUGGER OFF MATE!" he shouted back, trying to focus on fucking his fiancé.
The insistent pounding on the door, made Emma roll her eyes. She reluctantly pushed against his chest. "He's not going anywhere. Might as well answer it."
Killian conceded, rolling off of her. "Bloody Hell!" he cursed. His erection pulsed beneath the sheets.
Emma got out of the bed in all her naked glory, giving Killian a beautiful eye-full to commit to memory. Then he had a settling thought-he was going to kill whoever was at the door.
The continued knocking only fueled his hate fire as he grabbed a fair of flannel pajamas Emma had bought him, and headed down the stairs.
As he yanked the door open, he sported his most menacing glare. "I swear, it'd better be a dammed good reason for…"
Liam stared back at him He was damp from the morning air and smelt like sea water. His eyes seemed a bit tortured, but nonetheless, it was his brother.
"Liam…" He breathed, the air in his lungs escaping him.
"Killian." Liam answered, pulling him into a tight hug. Killian wasted no time, gripping him madly. He had to fight the tears in his eyes.
"How…?" He whispered as they dispersed.
"You." Liam offered. "You made a wish, and here I am."
Killian thought hard. Last night, the falling star. "You're alive."
"Yes, it appears I am." Liam nodded. "May I come in? It's freezing."
Killian snapped out of his stupor. "Of course!" He stepped aside and let his brother in, closing the door. He guided him into the living room and started the fireplace.
Liam accepted the new blanket Killian offered, sat in the arm chair next to him.
"Your home is nice. Is it the governor's mansion?" Liam asked, eyeing the décor.
"Not quite." Killian answered. "I live here with my fiancée, Emma."
"So I've heard." Liam said raising a brow. "I never thought I'd see the day when Killian Jones would settle down. Who is this special girl?"
Killian smiled. "She's the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, brother. She's a princess."
"Glad to see your pedigree has improved, at least." Liam smirked, remembering Killian's taste for brunette bar maids.
"I don't mean to seem suspicious," Killian started, "But is this one of Hades tricks?"
"Ah." Liam nodded, understanding. "No, I'm afraid not. A woman named Blue assured me I was only here because of you."
"Blue is a fairy." Killian informed him. "The Blue Fairy to be exact."
Liam nodded, storing that information for later. "Besides, Hades wouldn't allow anyone to leave his domain. We all heard how you took him on brother."
"I didn't do it alone." he explained with a frown.
"Well he sees it as betrayal," Liam shrugged, "in turn, he's made everyone else's time there hell."
"I'm sorry I didn't seek you out when I first arrived." Killian apologized. "I'm sorry that my choices are causing you suffering."
"It's alright brother." Liam brushed it off with the wave of his hand. "Hades has his reasons for keeping everyone isolated. Had we found each other, we would have figured out a way to move on."
Killian nodded, remembering how he'd forgotten about his life with Emma. Hades wanted to erase his love to make him a slave. No telling what he had Liam doing.
"Which brings me to my next question." Liam met his eyes steadily. "How did you die Killian?"
Killian knew he shouldn't reveal his death to his brother. He didn't want any hard feelings towards Emma. "I became the dark one. I was weak."
Liam could sense that wasn't all that happened. "Brother, you can tell me."
Taking a breath, he said, "I wanted to die nobly, so I sacrificed my life."
"But the dark one is immortal." Liam recalled his limited knowledge of that particular evil. He was fortunate to never cross paths with him. Rumor has it that she dark one was a deceptive evil imp.
"I was killed by the savior." Killian confessed.
"The savior?" Liam asked, never hearing of such a person.
"Did someone call my name?"
Liam and Killian's attention turned to Emma, who was now showered and fully dressed.
She smiled warmly at Killian, coming to kiss him on the cheek. Turning to their unexpected house guess, she extended her hand and greeted, "Hi, I'm Emma."
Liam didn't say anything, shaking her hand slowly.
Killian could sense his brother's weariness, and Emma was starting to grow suspicious. "Luv, this is my brother Liam."
Her eyes grew wide with surprise. "Oh!"
"Yes, apparently, I made a wish on a falling star, and here he is." He explained, with an awkward smile.
"Well it's wonderful to meet you." Emma started again, hoping to find common ground. The way Killian was acting, he was mentally preparing for something.
Liam couldn't stop staring at her. Emma didn't know if he wanted to kill her or burn her alive, but either way-it wasn't good.
"Well my brother was right about one thing" Liam said, looking her up and down. "You are beautiful."
It wasn't a compliment, and everyone in the room knew it. The buzzing of her phone saved her from the conversation taking a nasty turn.
"Yeah." Emma answered, sending a 'what the hell?' Look to Killian. At listening to her father's voice, she whined "Dad, I'm begging you. I cannot do another taste-testing."
After a few more moments, she sighed. "That I can handle. I'll be right in."
Hanging up her cell she told Hook, "The Hansel and Gretel twins are back on their boosting spree. Cruella's car has been stolen."
Killian sighed. "That's the fourth one this week. Meet me for lunch?"
Emma shook her head. "I'm going to try and catch up with Henry today. I swear I'm setting a world record for moms who can't keep up with their sons. And don't forget to be at the church around 4 for rehearsal."
"Aye luv." Killian gave a peck on the lips, and an encouraging smile. Emma glanced at Liam who remained suspiciously quiet. "Captain." She acknowledged.
"Savior." Liam answered in dismissal, giving a slight bow of respect, and watched her leave out of the house.
Killian ran his hand through his hair. Well its true what they say-be careful what you wish for.
Emma walked through the station doors with two cups of coffee, offering one to her father.
David continued to look over the security feeds, happy for the upgraded systems.
"Anything?" Emma asked, watching the feed.
"Nothing yet." He sighed, turning off the TV. "We can't find Cruella's car anywhere in town. What are those twins up to?"
"Being reckless teenagers, I guess." Emma shrugged.
"Where the hell are their parents?!" David raised his voice. At his daughter's cynical stare he grumbled, "Don't start."
Emma chuckled a bit as she took a seat and looked over some paperwork. "Will's out of parole again?"
"Yeah, Robin called in a favor." He said, lifting a shoulder. "Your mother wants to know if Pongo can be the flower dog."
"Hmmm…." Emma said, not really listening as she drummed her fingers, looking over documents.
David frowned. "Emma, what's wrong."
Emma glanced up from her work and started to say nothing, but David shook his head in that father-knows-best manner. "Hook's brother showed up at our doorstep this morning."
David wasn't expecting that news. He thought about it. "The one who was dead? Killed by dream shade."
"One and the same." Emma said, messaging her temples. "Apparently, Killian wished on a star and it came true."
"Sounds like fairy magic." David concluded crossing his arms. "Well I wouldn't worry. Light magic doesn't come with many strings attached."
"That's not what I'm worried about." Emma told him. Leaning back in her chair, she sighed. "He….I don't think he likes me."
David uncrossed his arms. "What?"
Emma knew she'd said the wrong thing. He was still her father, after all. "Well this morning, he barely shook my hand when Killian introduced us, and then he called me beautiful as if I were the ugliest monster he's ever seen."
"You think he resents you for killing Killian." David said with a slight nod. "Give Killian a chance to explain and smooth things over."
Emma nodded, knowing her father was right. Killian would explain everything, and Liam would see that she only did what she did out of love.
"In the meantime, let's go solve this Double-Trouble car problem." David announced, extending his hand.
Emma took it, hoping the distraction could provide some clear insight on Killian's brother. She hoped like hell her gut was twisting out of wedding jitters and not something darker.
"What the hell brother?!" Liam barked as they stood aboard Killian's ship that afternoon. "you're marrying your murderer?!"
Killian had offered to show him the town, and get him a change of clothes in hopes of lifting his spirits. Liam had mostly remained quiet through it all. But after a few drinks in the Rabbit Hole, he'd become a little more verbal, and a lot less tactful.
"It's not like that." Killian defended. "I was the one who made the poor decisions, I was the one who couldn't control my darkness!"
"A darkness that she put in you!" Liam countered. "You said it yourself, you wanted to die with honor, and she took it from you."
Killian exhaled. "It was either her life or mines, and I chose her."
Liam scoffed in ridicule. His brother had always made poor choices, ever since they were young. Now he was going to make the biggest mistake of all.
"Her beauty has blinded you brother." He scolded.
Killian shook his head. "It's not just that. She believes in me, and we're stronger together. For Christ sakes, she went to Underworld, and fought Hades!"
"Look at the costs Killian!" Liam barked. "You made it out, and brother I am happy for you, but Hades is making millions of souls pay the price! No one has crossed over in months!"
"Is that what this is about?" Killian asked him. "Is that why you were so cold to her? Because of Hades?"
"I was cold to her because she murdered my brother." Liam told him.
Killian didn't know what to say. He couldn't argue against the truth. Had Liam been murdered by anything other than circumstance, he would have spent another three hundred years avenging him.
Liam saw the despair in Killian's eyes. He sighed. " It's my fault brother. I should have been there to look after you."
"No." Killian stared out onto the sea, the waves bringing him peace. "You have been taking care of me your whole life. You and Emma set the bar pretty high."
"You say she's a princess." Liam stated the fact from this morning. "Are you ready for that Killian? Nobility, status? Will they ever truly accept you?"
It was a thought he didn't want to linger on. In their realm, a naval officer was in no ranking with a princess, and a pirate was out of the question. All the citizens of Storybrooke accepted him as Emma's boyfriend. But a prince, a future king? Not likely.
Glancing at the sundial embedded on the floor, he announced. "I have to go. I have a rehearsal dinner to get to." He left his brother aboard the ship, needing to be alone for a while.
Liam watched him go. "Don't worry brother; we'll get through this together."
Emma sat in the diner, glancing at her watch, then the clock on the wall. It was 3:45. She'd texted Henry to meet her here for lunch, and he hadn't shown.
She wanted to spend some time with him before, but the chaos of town had taken up much of her time. And Henry seemed to always be busy with Violet.
She was about to get up from the booth, when Liam slid into it. "Mind if I join you?"
Emma nodded. "Sure."
He didn't bother ordering anything. Emma sighed. "So are you here to give me your big brother speech on how Killian is too good for me?"
"No need." Liam shook his head. "I know he's too good for you."
Emma's eyes grew cold and defensive. Just who the hell did this guy think he was? Oh yeah, his brother. "Look, I…."
"No, you look." Liam's stern voice quieted hers. "My brother deserves more than some self-righteous witch who calls herself the savior, but goes around murdering people."
"Excuse me?!" she uttered.
"I've talked with a few people in town and they said you killed Cruella, who was defenseless, not to mention you murdered my brother."
"I was trying to save his life." Emma explained, sadly.
"Some fine job you've done of that." Liam scoffed. "You may have my brother fooled, but it's going to take more than golden hair and a pair of beautiful green eyes to pull a veil over me."
He slid out of the booth and walked out the diner. Emma felt like she wanted to cry. Did Liam really think she was so ruthless? The guilt of murdering anyone had been suppressed so deep down in her subconscious that she'd almost forgotten its existence.
Well she was feeling it now….and it felt like pure hell.
Regina found Henry sitting in one of the pews of the decorated church, playing a video game.
"Henry," She called, catching his attention. "Emma texted and said you stood her up today at Granny's."
Henry blushed. "Sorry, I sent a text. Violet took me horseback riding in the valley."
"Well, you never asked me to teach you." Regina said with a pout. She was a champion rider! Surely she knew more than some 13 year old girl with a crush.
"And then we had a picnic." Henry added. "Just the two of us."
"Oh." Regina understood. "Well, next time, just call your mother when you cancel."
"Got it." Henry smiled.
"Oh Henry!" Snow called out from the pulpit. "Be a dear and go grab some more garland from the basement."
"On it!" He called back and ran off to complete his task, happy to escape another reprimanded lecture.
Regina stood and went to help Snow with the flowers. "Do you think it's strange that Henry is….dating?"
Snow laughed. "One picnic hardly constitutes marriage Regina."
Regina nodded, shaking off the feeling of being left out. "He never tells me anything! Or Emma for that matter."
"He's a teenager! You were one once upon a time." Snow chimed. "Besides, who does he remind you of? Royalty, running off with the stable girl?"
"Me." Regina smiled reluctantly.
The church doors opened and Emma came through, looking less than pleased. Snow immediately asked, "What's wrong?"
"What?" Emma asked distracted. "Oh, nothing. Lunch wasn't that great today."
Snow didn't quite believe her, but decided to leave her motherly instinct for later. David, the dwarves, the fairies, and Killian all came in, preparing for the ceremony.
Killian gave Emma a kiss on the cheek. "How was lunch with Henry?"
"I didn't see him." Emma sighed. "He stood me up."
"What? That's not like him." he said. Normally, the lad loved time alone with Emma.
"Apparently, Violet has most of his attention these days." Regina offered as a form of explanation. "He said he texted you."
Emma reached in her pocket to check her phone, but didn't have any messages. "None." She told her, starting to worry.
"Well when it comes to women, boys can be a little forgetful." Killian defended with a knowing gleam.
"Oh brother." Regina grumbled.
Robin appeared from the side doors. "Well the gutters are all cleaned. Are we ready for the ceromony?"
"Not quite." Snow told him. "We're waiting on Henry to come back from the basement with more garland."
"Snow, this place is perfect enough." David assured. And it was. Killian and Emma took the time to actually look around in awe of the beautiful creation her mother had made.
The church was…well, an Enchanted Forest of white tress, sparkles and soft linens. Flowers hung from the ceiling and the royal family crest was incorporated into the carpet. Crystal unicorns sparkled from the branches of the trees, and baby's breath aligned the seats.
"It's gorgeous, mom." Emma whispered. Killian nodded. "I dare say it is."
"Can we get started?" Leroy groaned. "I'm starving."
The fairies giggled. Snow rolled her eyes. "I guess so."
Everyone took their positions just as Jack came running through the building.
Killian frowned. "You're my best man, and you're late!"
"Everyone out!" He hollered ignoring Killian. "Come on!"
"What, wh...?" Emma asked, but then she smelt it. Smoke. "Shit, FIRE!"
Flames came crashing through the windows, as smoke filled the church. David took charge, commanding everyone out through the side entrance.
Killian covered Emma as they ran out, escaping the massive plank of burning wood that fell behind them.
"Is everyone alright?" He hollered, counting the people. The town gathered around as fire fighters tried to fight off the wild flames.
"Henry…" Emma whispered, running back to the building. Killian grabbed her wrist. "Swan, what are you doing, you can be killed!"
"Henry!" She shouted over the noise. "Henry is inside!"
Killian's face paled as he turned to Robin who was holding a shrieking Regina, calling out Henry's name.
Emma summoned her magic, disappearing into a cloud of smoke, ignoring Hooks shouts. "SWAN!"
Snow tried to run in after her but the flames were too hot. She was crying as David pulled her back.
The flames were a burning inferno by the time Maleficent stepped on the scene. She used her power to consume the flames, but the smoke was too strong.
"EMMA!" Killian shouted over and over, praying she was alive. "Emma, PLEASE!" he desperately called again, and a white smoke of magic appeared.
Emma crumbled to the floor coughing, unable to catch her breath. Killian pulled her away from the building so she could breathe. Her family gather around as Regina knelt by her side. "Well?!"
Emma just stared at the blackened church, all emotion drained from her face. Killian held onto her, pulling her into a hug. She rested her head on his shoulder, as Regina's screams broke everyone's heart.
A/n: Oh no! Why is this happy ending taking such a wrong turn? Maybe because I wrote it that way. Stay tuned!
Review/Favorite/ Follow me!
-R.