Chapter Three: Let's Just Make This Part Go Faster
"It feels good to be home." Snow smiled as they stood in the center of town, the portal they came through disappearing when the last one of them exited.
"I can't believe my family defeated Peter Pan." Henry enunciated with disbelief. "That's awesome!"
"It certainly is impressive, lad." Hook smirked, clapping the small boys shoulder as the group walked to Regina's home. "Of course it was mostly my doing."
"Oh please, pirate. You were just in the way." Emma teased, shoving his shoulders as they walked, running ahead when he smirked at her, quickly chasing at her heels.
"Look at these two." Regina said rolling her eyes as she watched the pair run like idiots
"Wow, our little girl is pretty fast." David laughed as he watched Emma speed across Regina's yard and into the back wooded area.
"Not fast enough." Hook called out, right behind her as he followed her blurred form into the woods.
"Well, the mature adults will be inside when you two are done acting like fools." Regina mocked, ushering her son inside.
"And me." Henry called out with a laugh, going into the house along with Emmas parents.
"We'll be right there." Emma called out with a laugh, taking off back towards the front of the house.
"Is that so, sweetheart?" he questioned, right behind her now. He reached around her waist and lifted her body off the ground, hugging her back to his chest as she let out the first genuine laugh he had heard from her. He dropped her on her back carefully on the ground, pressing her wrists again the grass on either side of her head as he fell on top of her. He held his body up so he wouldn't crush her, smiling when he felt her weakly struggle against his grip.
"We really should get inside. We did just get home after narrowly escaping our death more then once." she joked, running her leg up his side before resting her knee against his waist. As he pressed himself down against her body between her legs, she felt her argument slip through the cracks.
"Well, that certainly isn't going to help, Swan." he grinned, releasing one of her wrists and running his open hand up her bare leg, holding it firmly against his side.
"I can't help it that you have no willpower, Killian." she teased, using her now free hand to run down his chest, to the top of his pants.
"Do not push me, Emma." he said tightly, her first name sounding just as foreign on his lips as his did on hers.
"You like when I push you." She moved her hand up to his face, letting her warm palm rest against his cheek as he leaned into her touch.
"So, did the pirate here tell you I was trapped on that godforsaken island too or did he fail to mention that small detail to you?" a voice hissed from across the lawn, causing Emma to jump to her feet in surprise. Hook stood as well, although his features were calm and disinterested as he looked at Baefire.
Neal had an angry stare plastered across his face as he stalked over to his first true love and Hook.
"No, he was honest with me. But I was more focused on rescuing our son. I knew you could escape the island on your own. I had to save Henry." she explained, narrowing her eyes in annoyance at his misplaced anger.
"Really?" he snapped, taking another step towards her. "Because to me it looks like you were busy fucking the pirate instead of looking our your son. Your priorities always were a bit misguided." he exclaimed.
"Neal! Don't be so crude. And Hooks the one who saved Henry in the first place. You should be thanking him." she replied, shoving him away roughly before turning her back to him, moving to stand beside Hook.
He looked over at her with a raised eyebrow, clearly confused by Neal's outrage as much as she was.
"Calm down, mate. Let's all just go inside and you can see your boy." Hook said, stepping half a pace in front of Emma.
"That's exactly right, Captain." Neal sneered, stepping up to the pirate until they were inches apart. "Henry is my son and Emma is my true love. And this is my family." he enunciated, staring up at Hook with anger in his every word. "Where ever you think you fit into that you are certainly mistaking. You don't belong apart of their life and I think you know that." he finished, turning his back to the two of them and walking into the house.
"What an asshole" Emma muttered, shaking her head as she crossed her arms over her chest. Hook stared ahead, not moving from his spot even when Neal was completely gone from sight.
"Hey." Emma whispered, standing in front of him now, raising her hand to his cheek. "None of that was true, Hook." she assured him. "He was just jealous and acting like a jerk."
"No, lass. Beafire was right. I don't belong here. You have a life, a family. It would be right of me to let you go on living out your days with them." he said, still staring ahead, avoiding her eyes as the night grew colder.
"Don't you dare." Emma threatened, shaking her head as her eyes filled with angry tears. "Don't you dare push me away!" she slammed her palms against his chest, his body never faltering. He finally looked down at her, a forced smile on his face.
"I can't be selfish with you, Swan. It wouldn't be honorable."
"I love you, you idiot." she exclaimed, throwing her hands up in frustration. "I shouldn't even have to say it."
"Don't say that." he said firmly, catching her wrists gently in his grip, pulling her against his chest. "You and I went through a lot on that island. More then your family must realize. And you feel indebted to me, sweetheart. Which I normally would be glad to exploit. But right now I think you are mistaking love for gratitude because I saved your boy." he explained, the words she said falsely stabbing his heart like a blade.
"You know what, Hook." she whispered, yanking her hands from his chest and stepping away from him across the lawn. "If you are so hellbent on pushing me away, then fine. I'm going. But don't you dare tell me that I don't love you." She shot him one last glare before disappearing into Regina's home.