To Loose the Fateful Lightening
"Forgiveness is where Love and Justice come together."
-Belize
A/N I would like to thank everyone who has looked at this. Furthrmore the three of you who have favorited it after only one chapter, your faith means a lot to me and I hope I don't disappoint. Thank you as well to all my followers you guys rock.
Also…yes I watched the Episode Tallahassee. It was amazing and I loved it and I DO ship Hook and Emma but for the purposes of this story I am just going to go ahead and continue with my original plan. It is after all A/U fan fiction.
-Rom
Killian awoke the next morning in the worst mood he'd been in since he'd lost Milah and sailed to Neverland. He'd slept fitfully, his dreams filled with the sad, dark eyes of the princess who was being gently woken by her bodyguard. It made him think of his own awakening: a not-so-gentle boot in the ribs from Snow White's feisty blonde daughter, the lovely Emma. He grinned (he'd always admired a woman with spirit) until he caught a glimpse of Aurora's haunted face. The dreams came back to him with startling clarity.
They were at the edge of something large and green. She stood far too close for his comfort. The twisting dread in his stomach reached its peak. Alarms rang in his head.
I did nothing while he died. I let him die without lifting a finger. Her voice…so broken.
Aurora there was nothing you could have done. You could not have fought the wraith.
I could have tried. I could have tried…
And she stepped off the edge while his heart shattered irreparably. He'd failed her.
Just then, Aurora caught his gaze and for a moment curiosity completely replaced the near constant pain. Seeing another emotion on her face even for the briefest moment twisted something in Killian's gut. A thought passed his mind, one so quick that he automatically dismissed it and he winked at her.
"Like what you see Princess?" he called. He winked when she straightened her shoulders indignantly and turned her back to him.
"We need to start climbing." Mulan said.
"Not that simple Ladies." Killian said, amusement lacing his voice.
"Evil giants who grew magical portal beans. Why doesn't anyone go up and grow some more?" Emma asked.
Killian regarded her thoughtfully for a moment. Pragmatic that one, he thought, and as such completely unsuited for this world.
"Because," he said somberly, "one giant survived. "The strongest and most terrible of them all. And we'll have to get passed him to-"
"Get the magic compass." Snow White finished, a rueful smile on her lips.
"Indeed," Killian grinned at her. "the treasure remains. And amongst it is the compass. Now, it will guide us to your land. Cora has the means to open up a portal with the wardrobe ashes but she can't find your land without the compass. Once we get it, we steal the ashes from her, then we're on our way."
"How do we know you're not just using us to get the compass for Cora?" said Aurora's bodyguard. The women looked levelly at him.
Killian regarded her for a moment. Maybe there was intelligence there. He wondered briefly if she would ever consider piracy before he spoke.
"Because you four are far safer company." He said sincerely. Cora had terrified him from the moment he'd met her. She reminded him too much of Rumplestilskin and he would never fully swear allegiance to anyone who resembled the crocodile in words or deeds. "All I need is a ride back. I'll swear allegiance to whomever gets me there first. There is…one more thing. The beanstalk is enchanted to repel intruders. I've got the counter spell from Cora. Would one of you ladies mind?" He gestured to his hands.
He was surprised when it turned out that Snow White walked over to him and untied him. She really was breathtakingly beautiful and worth admiration. Unable to resist, he leaned in and said: "I thank you, milady." He winked teasingly at her, enjoying the fact that she didn't rise to the bait.
Not quite what he'd had in mind when he'd left his crew behind to seek his revenge, but Killian had to admit that he was rather beginning to like being surrounded by four beautiful women who, to some degree (less then what they thought) held his fate in their hands. They were a weary and suspicious lot (and rightly so) not trusting his motives, and they were creative, having threatened to make him Ogre food forcing him to tell the truth. And yet, being around them, for just a moment, he had no thoughts of revenge or nightmares. It was a moment of enjoyment that he reveled in and when he caught Aurora's curious gaze again, he grinned broadly at her in a rare moment of selflessness, simply wanting to share something nice with someone else. Her beautiful eyes widened and her cheeks flushed pink before she turned back to look at the beanstalk.
His interest peaked and he had a sudden urge to talk to her, this little princess who's existence had been thought to be more legend than fact. Who naively thought he'd been telling the truth about who he was. He remembered being oddly touched by that. Looking at the regal set of her shoulders and the stand offish way she carried herself, Killian thought that maybe it was time to see what made Sleeping Beauty tick and if he'd been truly honest with himself, he would have known that he wanted to perhaps ease the sadness that lurked in her eyes.
A/N: I take no credit for the actual dialogue I lifted from the show J just saying….