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Chapter 4 – Lightning

"I'm Killian Jones by the way." He told Emma still walking next to her stalking form. The irritation came off of her in waves, to bad for her he found it refreshing compared to the complete lust that people usually felt for him. A sarcastic laugh fell from her perfectly kissable lips as she glanced over at him.

"Yeah? And here I thought your name would be something more creative like Captain Hook." She pointedly looked down to his hook and back up at his face with her brow rose.

"Aye, that is another name people sometimes use to refer to me. In fact, an author added me as a villain in his book. I was quite flattered." He admitted to her, his long legs easily keeping pace with her quick strides.

"You've got to be kidding me." She snorted. "So you're delusional as well as a stalker, isn't that just the icing on the cake?"

"I am neither of those things. You haven't told me your name yet."

"And I'm not going to. God, you're like a dog with a bone." Emma retorted. A rich deep chuckle came as a response and she turned her head to look at him. His face was alight with mirth. He was enjoying this! She felt a slight smile try to tug at the corners of her mouth in response but she wouldn't allow it. There was no way in hell she would encourage this guy, even if he were 'sex on legs'. That was an even bigger reason to keep him at a distance.

"Come now lass, it's only a name." He coaxed with a sinful smile. "I can make one up for you." Killian suggested. He already knew her name, but teasing her was just too delightful. Sure he couldn't read her mind like he could other mortals, but he could read her body language and it said a lot. His eyes traveled the length of her she was dressed for the heat in her gray tank top, short shorts and long golden legs down to simple sandals were simply beautiful. But he suspected more lay beneath that beauty and he intended to find it.

Letting out a fake sigh she stopped and faced him. "Will you leave me alone if I tell you?" She looked at his mouth for a moment, finding herself reliving the kiss they had shared. His lips had been so warm and so demanding. Quickly, she brushed the thought away.

"No."

"Here's the thing, I'm not interested in making friends. I don't stay in one place long enough. So just go away." She informed him as her arms crossed defensively.

"Well lucky for you love, I'm not interested in being only friends with you." Killian purred adding a flirtatious wink for effect. He even found that his head was angled down close to hers when he had finished his words. Had he even tried to get someone else's attention in all these years? He couldn't remember a time. Although he knew he never had to fight this hard to be paid attention to. She was a challenge and he loved it.

Rolling her eyes at him she continued to walk. Did the man always get his way? Her thoughts were interrupted by his silky voice. "I've got it, your name is—Sally—no not that? Hmmm, how about Ruby?" He asked thinking of the waitress at Sanctuary. She was actually a were-wolf, a fierce one at that. She had helped him take down many Daimon's' in the years since he had met her. Emma glared at the street in front of her, she would tell him soon he could tell, she did not like him calling her another woman's name. "What about Sara? I can call you Sara."

"It's Emma. Emma Swan." She bit out. Angry he had been able to get under her skin. Why should she care if he called her another woman's name? She didn't, she insisted to herself.

"Emma it is then, Love." He whispered and her name coming from his lips almost made her melt.

From the shadows a Daimon watched. So, Hook had found himself a woman. One he cared enough to talk with. The calculations started immediately and he smiled evilly to himself. This would earn him bragging rights when he brought this Dark-Hunter down as well as personal satisfaction. Hook moved like the shadows themselves and had killed more of his kind then they could even fathom. It was time to get vengeance on him and he would start by sucking the soul from this woman.

Quietly he followed stopping when Hook's head came up a few times surveying the shadows for the danger he must instinctively sense. The woman kept urging him to leave her and he could only hope that the Dark-Hunter would. He knew it was a hopeless wish though; even now the man was protective of this new woman.

For years he had searched for a way to rid the earth of this single Dark-Hunter. He had killed his love Veronica over 100 years ago. Finally the time had come for Gregory to pay him back. Opening a bolt hole, he stepped inside it and traveled to his realm to inform the others.

Spinning on his heel at the crackling noise of the Daimon's way of travel opening up behind them he watched as Gregory stepped into the hole and glanced over his shoulder at him before disappearing completely. Well that put a whole new spin on things. Now Emma would be in danger from them. It was only then Killian realized the error in his behavior and the reason Ash had told him to keep his distance from humans and forming attachments like this one. Looking back at Emma he saw that she had stopped and was watching him curiously. After all the urging for him to go away, her actions spoke to him asking him to stay. He turned to her and braced himself for her reaction to his next words.

"You need to come home with me. You are no longer safe on your own."

"Like hell buddy! I don't even know you! I am most definitely NOT going to your home." She exclaimed outraged at his words. She had been alone her whole life and she had turned out just fine, she did not need a man to protect her. "I am capable of keeping myself safe, thank you very much!"

"Very well. I will call my businessman and have him deliver my things to your room. I will stay with you." Killian told her and pulled out his phone. He quickly opened it and dialed the number with his one hand and put the phone up to his ear. "Brian? Where is your dad? Why didn't he answer his phone?" He questioned and waited for a response. Emma's mouth fell open when she realized he was completely serious. "Okay, well give him a message I need my things brought to the Bourbon, room 312 a maid will let him in—" Emma snatched the phone from his hand and put it to her ear.

"Brian was it? Tell your father it isn't necessary it is all a big joke." She told the boy and then folded the phone shut, ending the call. Killian glared at her but he knew that Brian would do what he told him too. There was no way he would leave her alone. Besides he would be just as safe in her room as he would be in his safe rooms. He had the windows treated to prevent the sun from truly shining in. Apollo couldn't reach him there.

"Are you done now?" He inquired in a bored tone holding his hand out for his phone.

"This is a really old phone. Almost from caveman times." She replied handing it back to him. He chuckled, if she only knew.

"This changes nothing. If you will not come with me back to my home then I will be returning with you back to your hotel room."

"Is this some weird way of getting a girl into bed? Because let me tell you it isn't working." She told him sarcastically.

"If I wanted you in my bed, I wouldn't have to try love." He told her, like he was letting her in on a secret. She couldn't help it and she smiled for only a moment before a frown replaced it and she glared daggers at him.

Then the world exploded. Light flashed all around them. Like lightening bolts. Then lots and lots of men surrounded them. Tall men. She distantly heard Killian swear. Before he reached into his leather jacket and pulled out a stake. A stake? How in the hell would a stake help them now? Pushing her behind him with his hook he backed them towards the nearest brick wall. The men followed fangs bared. Wait a minute—FANGS? This had to be some kind of fucked up dream. Vampires. Stakes. Fangs. She had never even been obsessed with vampires, when the rest of the world went crazy for them she watched from the sidelines.

Killian started to stab them. One after another turned into a shower of golden dust. It was just like the night before, only at least 10 men had surrounded them. He swirled as one tried to come around the side at her and caught him in the chest with the stake, before he was spinning the other way to take out two more. Finally there was only two left. They took one last look at the pair of them and then a bolt of lightning appeared swallowing them into it. When the light faded it were only Killian and her left in the empty street.

"What in the fuck was that?" Emma cried pulling him around to face her.

"That," he responded calmly his arm gesturing around them and his eyebrow raising, "was the reason you need to come home with me. They have seen you with me and now I need to protect you."

"Protect me?"

"Yes."

"I'm going to need a little more information than that." She told him standing her ground.

Sighing heavily he ran his hand absently through his hair and glanced down the street. "Okay but not here."

A/N - I am working on chapter 5 right now. What do you think so far?