Chapter 2 ~ Dire Situations
A/N: I'm sorry this took so long everyone, thank-you for leaving your reviews I appreciate each and every one. I'm sorry for the long wait; Uni and life have taken over. It took me a while to write this one, and I'm still not completely happy with it, but I didn't think it was going to get any better. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it. Oh and I don't own anything all rights to Adam and Eddie, aka the people who ruined my social life.
"I can't believe this is happening again", Emma whispers frantically.
"Love, deep breathes, this has happened before we'll get back to our time", Killian responds soothingly.
Killian approaches the abnormally large leaves that act as their coverage at the moment; Emma's pacing footsteps continuous in the background.
"And how exactly are we gonna do that? We're in Neverland, not the Enchanted Forest", Emma fires back, loudly this time.
"Swan, it might be best to keep your voice down, I doubt being discovered would be in anyone's favor right now", hook responds calmly, "oh and love we'll do it like we accomplish everything else, together."
At his words, Emma's lips slowly turn into a smile, and her pacing turns into determined steps as she approaches the spot next to Killian where their past selves are visible through the jungle greens.
"I'm a mother", past Emma whispers.
"You know swan, I admired you in this moment, I mean I continuously admire you, but this moment was the moment I realized I truly wanted to know who you were, wanted you to know who I was", he says with a small smile on his lips as Emma's past selves strides with purpose into the jungle.
"Yeah and I-", Emma was caught off as her past self was halted by Regina's "Ms. Swan wait".
"Regina I don't have time for this Henr-"
"Do you feel that? Someone's watching, someone's here", Regina interrupts warily. Her hands reach out in front of her as she attempts to channel whatever's sparked her interest.
Killian cautiously takes Emma's wrist and tugs in the opposite direction of the entourage, "And that's our cue love", he whispers shortly.
Emma turns to follow Killian attempting to make minimal noise as she maneuvers around tree roots and God knows what else that grows on this island. Just as the pair were about to conceal themselves more effectively, Killian's toe catches on a stray branch, and he goes tumbling forwards, pulling Emma with him as she realizes he never let go of her arm.
"Umph, it seems love", Killian says struggling to stand up, "that you have a thing for falling on top of me", he twists onto his back so he can look into Emma's eyes, "and I'm not entirely sure it's by accident anymore."
"I found them! Emma over here", Snow's voice cuts through the muggy air. Emma stumbles into a standing position at the sound of her mother's speech, taking Killian with her. She knows this encounter can go anyway but pleasing, Snow has yet to catch a glimpse of their faces, and if she can help it things are going stay that way.
"I'm afraid not!", a voice shouts from in front of them, right before Emma collides with a warm familiar body, and finds herself sandwiched between two identical men.
"Bloody hell love, this really needs to stop", Killian groans from behind Emma. He moves to back away but is pulled to the side and in the next second, a cutlass has been put to his throat, drawing blood at the slightest of touches.
"Pan! I bloody well know it's you, enough with these games", Hooks snarls.
"Hook!", Emma calls knowing that he doesn't quite deserve his true name yet. "I promise it's not what you think, we're real-"
"Emma?", a voice comes from behind them, followed by frantic footsteps and the rustling of bushes.
"Dad", Emma whispers with a smile, stepping towards her father, he hesitantly moves in closer
"David! No!," past Emma screams as she breaks through the greens appraising the scene in front of her.
"Right you are your highness, these are clearly the workings of Pan and his minions," Hook compliments as he pushes the cutlass harder against his futures selves throat, drawing out an indignant groan from Killian.
"Please, just let Killian go and I can explain everything to you!", Emma whispers desperately, her focus now completely trained on Killian's face. "We're not being controlled by Pan, we're just us", she finishes.
"Killian? I didn't know you too were on a first name basis?", Regina cuts in, joining the entourage with Snow trailing behind.
"We're not! Which makes this all the less believable", past Emma shouts.
"I think we should give them a chance to explain themselves", Snow encourages, looking directly into the eyes of her future daughters. "I'm not entirely sure they're Pan's minions".
"With all due respect your majesty, I know this island, and I know Pan, this is no game", Hook fires back.
Past Emma looks at her mother, then at Killian, and finally at herself. She doesn't know what prompts her decision, maybe it's the undying hope she sees in Mary Margaret's eyes or the uncomfortable feeling she gets in her stomach when she looks over to see the drops of blood trailing down "fake" Hook's neck. Or maybe, just maybe it's the presence her other self-lets off, one of fierce power, her mother's hope reflected, in her green eyes, eyes that show openness, trust, and love, something she's been striving for her entire life.
"Just let him go Hook", Past Emma commands.
"But Swan-"
"Just do it", she says eyeballing him.
"As you wish", Hook concedes as he pulls the cutlass away, Killian slumping to the floor in front of him.
Emma dashes to his side taking his face between her hands. Leaving her left hand to stroke his cheek, she brings her right to the side of his neck and concentrates on his wound. White light shoots out beneath her palm and she rests her forehead against Killian's relishing in the warmth. She can feel the five pairs of eyes behind her and the slight intake of breath her past self-makes as she sees the white magic flow out of her, but she could care less, they've seen them already there's only so much damage that can be done.
"Thank-you love", Killian whispers, pulling them both up to face the group.
"Well go on then, tell us your tale," Hook says, breaking the silence, his eyes focused on the entwined ones in front of him.
"We're from the future", Emma breathes out, "a little over a year into the future to be exact".
Past Emma looks up at the pair in front of her, eyes trailing over their joint hands, and then moving to the side to stare curiously at Hook. Sensing her eyes, Blue meets green and a widespread grin engulfs his features.
"I told you I quite liked you love", Hook drawls, eliciting a snort from Killian, and eye rolls from both Emma's, the younger of the two unable to hide the pink covering her cheekbones.
"I hate to break up this…ménage à quatre, but how exactly did you go back in time." Regina interrupts.
"We fell through a time portal that your sis-, I mean the new Storybrooke villain conjured," Killian responds.
"Good to know villains are still in abundance", David says bitterly.
"I don't understand, time portals haven't been invented yet", Regina speaks confused.
"Did you miss the part where they're from the future", Past Emma says.
"Watch it Ms. Swan", she shoots back, side eyeing her.
"Well you see this has happened before but last time Rumple was able to help us with magic from his vault, now we're stuck in Neverland, with no magical supplies", Emma explains.
"Well is there anyone besides Pan on this island? Someone with magic", Snow says, directing her questions at Hook.
"Aye, there is, Oberon, King of the fairies, he's little better than Pan, though, he may not be the devil reincarnated but he is manipulative", Hook warns, eyeing his future self for confirmation.
"Oberon! I completely forgot, if I'm not mistaken I still remember where his Kingdom remains", Killian confirms.
"Well it's late and we clearly came here to accomplish more than we bargained for, however, nothing will get done if we don't rest, let's make camp and we can discuss the next course of action then." , past Emma decides.
"So you believe us", Emma says with a smile.
Past Emma looks at her curiously. "I do", she whispers, her eyes trailing over to Killian's face, "I don't know why, but I do."
"Wait, wait, wait", David shouts looking between Emma and Killian. "So you guys are like together", he says bewildered. "Like TOGETHER, TOGETHER?".
"David out of all this that is what you took from away from the situation?", Snow says laughing.
"I hate pirates Mary Margaret, you know that", David whines as his true love slowly pushes him out of the clearing.
Everyone moves to follow until both Emma's are left staring at each other.
"You're happy", past Emma states, almost as if she is asking a question, the words coming out unsteady and laced with hope.
"I am", Emma whispers, "And one day you will be too", she finishes with a sad smile squeezing her past selves arm as she moves to follow the others.