"Come on love," Hook started. "We never spend any time together anymore. You're always with the Mayor. We're supposed to be True Love's but you spend more time with her than with me."
"That's not fair Killian," Emma replied. "I've mostly been at work and when I'm with Regina, we're working on how to defeat the Queen. You know this." Emma sighed suddenly annoyed. She knew he was right but she honestly had no interest in spending time with him. She dreaded the time she had to spend with him and was constantly trying to come up with reasons not to go home.
"Yeah," Hook said. "And where did you go the other night? Were you 'working on defeating the Evil Queen'?" He used finger quotes on his only hand, swinging his hook around randomly.
"First of all, she's not evil so stop calling her that. Second, I went for a walk. Why does it matter?" Emma could feel Hook's anger radiating off of him and she was starting to feel nervous. Hook had never been necessarily violent with her but he was still scary when he got angry. His words always left massive wounds in her heart and in her mind.
"It matters because you left our bed to see that woman, Emma! Are you fucking her?" Hook was waving his arms in front of her face angrily. "That's why you're always with her? You're not getting enough from me so you go to her to have your pussy licked?" Emma reacted before she could stop herself, slapping Hook across the face.
"Fuck you Killian," Emma said as she spun around to leave. Her chest was heaving in anger. She needed Gina to come up with a plan faster than this. She needed out.
"Emma, wait!" Hook followed her to the door, placing his hook on it to trap Emma inside. "I'm sorry love, I didn't mean it. I know you're not with her. You don't like women and you don't need anything more than what I can give you." He closed in on her body, rubbing against her until she could feel him getting hard on her backside. "Come on love, forgive me. Let me show you how much I love you."
Hook knew that Emma was lying. He knew that she was with both versions of Regina every day. And he wasn't going to let Emma slip away. No, he was going to keep her in his sights at all times from now on.
"Killian, I should go see Henry now," Emma tried.
"Henry? Or Regina?" Hook's pointed gaze was drilling into Emma, her palms starting to feel sweaty. He was still standing behind her, rubbing his front against her back, one hand on the door, the other wrapped tightly around her waist. Every time he spoke, his hot breath hit Emma's cheek, the scent of rum assaulting her sense of smell. It was just after twelve and Hook had already had at least two drinks. Emma gripped the door handle harder, hoping she could just slip out of the door.
"Killian, I'm just going to see my son. I haven't had lunch with him in a few days. We will just be at Granny's." Emma pulled on the door, only to have Hook push it back shut. Emma plastered a fake smile on her face and turned around in the small space. "I promise, I'll be home for dinner and we can spend the night together."
Hook knew she wouldn't keep that promise and he wasn't about to lose this day to that woman. He backed Emma up against the door fully pining her body between his and the door. His hook that was on the door slipped down to the back of her neck as he pulled her in for a hard kiss. As he roughly parted her lips with his tongue the hand around her waist slid up, groping her breast. He was bucking his hips towards her and she could feel him getting harder. She pushed at his chest.
"Killian, stop," she husked. "I told you I would spend the night with you, but I need to leave now."
Killian leaned in again, peppering kisses along Emma's neck, trying to give her an incentive to stay. Emma was unconvinced, trying her hardest to get out of his grasp. She finally pushed hard enough to slide out from between him and the door.
"Come on Swan. The kid will get over it. Spend some time making your fiancé happy for once." He was laying on the guilt heavily, even though he knew Emma didn't want to stay. He was going to win her back somehow. This wedding was going to happen. Emma sighed, knowing that if she left she would never hear the end of it.
"Fine," Emma agreed, defeated. Hook slinked up besides her, grinning wildly.
"Don't worry my love, I'll make it worth your while." He dove back in for a kiss, pushing Emma's jacket off as he backed her towards the couch. He was feeling victorious. Emma might not be happy staying with him, but he had won this round at least. The Queen would have to live a day without his Swan. As he started opening his belt, the shrill ring of Emma's phone sounded through the room.
"Oh, I should get that," Emma said, hopping away from Hook and grabbing her jacket, swiftly ripping the phone out of the pocket and answering it. She didn't bother to check the caller ID. Hook groaned in frustration but continued slipping off his leather pants. "Hello? Right now? Ok, I'll be right there." Emma plastered on a fake frown and turned towards her fiancé.
"Seriously Swan? You're leaving right now?" Hook was angry again.
"I'm sorry, it's my dad, he needs me at the station. I'll see you for dinner." Emma put her jacket back on and nearly ran out the front door. She hopped in the bug and headed away from her house.
Hook sat on the couch in his boxers twirling his hook in circles. His mind was buzzing with ideas. He would win his Swan back one way or another. He turned on the cell phone Emma had given him and opened the camera app. He took his hard member out of his boxers and snapped a picture, sending it to Emma with the caption 'All for you my love, a preview for tonight ;)' and then proceeded to open his saved pictures. He scrolled through until he found the ones Emma didn't know he had. Naked photos he had taken of her in the shower, changing outfits and after sex when she had fallen asleep. He beat himself raw, cumming to image of a naked Emma.
Through the mirror in the wall in front of the couch, Gina witnessed this all happening.
"What a disgusting waste of a human being," she scoffed to herself. She wiped invisible lint off of her jacket as she left the vault to meet Henry. Their next move was to get Emma and Regina closer than they had been. Gina had to admit that she hated this step. She wanted Emma all for herself but she knew that Emma needed Regina, both sides of her. When she reached the castle, Henry was already waiting for her, sitting in the same place Emma had just been the other night.
"Hey mom!" Henry's bright smile had Gina's breath catching in her throat, happy tears welling in her eyes that she quickly blinked away.
"Hello my little prince," she replied. She climbed to the top of the castle and pulled Henry into a warm hug. "How have you been sweetie?"
"Mom, I saw you yesterday," Henry chuckled. "I'm the same. But let's get started." He opened his notebook and Gina laughed at the title of 'Operation De-Hook.' "Ok, so I've set it up that Emma has to pick up my backpack from mom tonight and when she gets there, it will be right around the time mom gets out of the shower. Hopefully mom will wear that silky robe she always puts on and Emma always gapes at. That's the first step. Then you'll come in with the magic to make Emma trip and land right on top of mom. Close proximity is key here. When that happens, we will let it play out on its own and intervene when we need to. We will have to come up with more steps after step one is initiated."
"You are so smart my boy," Gina said with a bright smile on her face. She cupped his cheek before placing a gentle kiss on his forehead.
At the station, Emma rubbed her temples with her fingertips, attempting to rub the sight of the text message she had just seen, from her mind. There was no way she could go home tonight.
Emma spent the day with David, combing the mines for stolen tools from the dwarves, and chasing Pongo (again) when he ran away from Archie to catch the neighbor's cat. Emma was exhausted. David picked them up take out from Granny's for dinner and they ate in comfortable silence. Around 8pm, Emma received a text from Henry asking him to pick up his backpack from Regina's house. He was apparently staying at a friend's house for the night and forgot that he needed his bag for school the next morning. Emma sighed before realizing that it was a great way to stay away from her house for a little while longer. She hugged her father on her way out and headed to the mansion.
The house was dimly lit but the front porch light was still on. Emma made her way up the steps to the front door and knocked. Her jaw dropped when the door swung open to reveal Regina clad only in a thin silk robe.
"Emma? What are you doing here?" Regina wrapped her tighter around her body.
"I need to pick up Henry's b-backpack," Emma stuttered.
"Come in," Regina said as she stepped out of the way for Emma to walk into the house. She waited for Regina to guide her into the hallway. As Regina turned around to speak to Emma, Emma suddenly tripped over her feet, shooting forwards and landing directly on top of a surprised Regina. Her breath caught in her throat as she took in the sight of a tousled Regina, hair framing her face in natural curls, her silk robe slipping open to reveal the smooth skin of her chest.
"Regina," Emma whispered before she closed the distance between their faces.