A few days had passed after Wendy and Hook met up at the Jolly Roger. They had continued on the way they had started, not much changing until one day Hook had sort of fallen off the map. This worried Emma who knew damn well what that meant...that he was plotting something against Mr. Gold.
And it turned out...she was very right.
About a week later, Emma received a call at the station about a fight having broken out at the pawn shop. Shaking her head, Emma slipped on her leather jacket and went to see what was going on, since Wendy would be in later in the day to work the night shift.
The squad car pulled up to the shop with a screech of its wheels and Emma burst inside where she saw Mr. Gold and Hook tumbling on the ground, fighting for dominance.
"Gentlemen!" Emma called out with her gun raised. Both men stopped what they were engaged in and turned their heads to look at Emma...then continued to beat the crap out of one another.
"Hey! Hey!" She yelled as she came closer, tucking her gun into her holster and ripping Hook off of Gold with a rough shove into the wall.
"Bloody hell!" He hissed as his head hit the wood behind him.
"Serves you right." Emma said as she helped Gold up.
"What the hell's going on here?" She asked both men.
"I'll be all too happy to inform you. This pirate was talking to my Belle...when I asked him to kindly leave, he punched me in the face." Gold said, glaring at the pirate on the ground.
"Hook...why?" Emma asked with a sigh.
"I was hoping it wouldn't be you..." He shrugged, dejectedly from his position on the ground, blood oozing slowly from a cut on his bottom lip.
"We'll talk about this in the car." Emma said with a roll of her eyes.
Hook just instigated a fight with Gold hoping that Wendy would be the one to arrive on the scene once the incident was reported. The man was desperate.
"Sorry for the disturbance...again." Emma mumbled to Gold as she pulled Hook to his feet and he knowingly put his arms behind his back, awaiting the handcuffs. He knew this song and dance too well.
"I swear to God, Hook..." Emma said as she roughly grabbed his arm and lead him outside to the car, opening the back and Hook willingly sitting down. Emma walked around to the drivers side and got in, turning around slightly to see in the back.
"Were you seriously trying to get Wendy to come?" Emma asked.
"I was getting tired of just seeing her at Granny's." He shrugged nonchalantly, adjusting his position in the back seat so he was more comfortable.
"You know, that's not the way you impress a woman...especially a police officer." Emma reminded him.
"Oh come off it, Swan. We all do dumb things to get others attention, do we not?" Killian replied, his tongue darting out to lick his bottom lip, licking the slowly trickling blood away the best he could.
"But, I thought you guys had fun the other night?" Emma asked curiously.
"We did...but I didn't know how I could see her again...outside of Granny's. I already showed her the ship...what else can we do?" He asked, literally stumped.
Sometimes Emma forgot that he wasn't from this land and had no idea of the various forms of entertainment at his disposal.
"Are you trying to date her, Hook?" She asked, sort of amused.
"What?" He asked, his brow furrowed in confusion.
"Ummm...what's the term...oh, it's court! Are you trying to court Wendy?" Emma asked.
"No. Don't be ridiculous." He mumbled childishly. Emma gave a knowing smile and turned around to start the car and pull away, heading back towards the station.
(Later that night)
Wendy pulled up to the station fresh from the gym, having been in a rush to get there on time as her work out had run a little too long. She hoisted her duffel bag with a change of clothes to work in onto her shoulder and hurried inside.
"I know I'm late, sorry!" Wendy apologized as she walked in, plopping her duffel bag onto her chair and looking up to see Hook in the holding cell staring at her with his mouth hanging open slightly. She glanced down at her gym attire...black sports bra top and black yoga pants...her entire midsection exposed.
"Shit...I might as well be naked for the man." Wendy thought to herself as her cheeks reddened slightly.
"It's ok, you're here now. Did you have a good work out?" Emma asked easily with a little smile.
"Uh, yea...did cardio, arms and legs." Wendy said, directing her attention back to Emma.
"Hook was bad." Emma explained, knowing what her partner was wondering to herself.
"Oh. What'd you do, Captain?" Wendy asked, amused...just a little, as she walked over to the holding cell.
"I was just minding my own business, love, when-" Killian began easily in that honey smooth tone he seemed to reserve only for her.
"He started a fight with Gold." Emma interrupted.
"That was a stupid thing to do, Hook." Wendy replied as Killian dropped his head down in shame. He could take hearing that from anyone else. From anyone else, it wouldn't have phased him.
"So, what are we doing? Holding him 24 hours?" Wendy asked Emma, turning away from Hook who glanced back up just in time to examine her backside in her fitted black yoga pants.
He had to say, she was certainly a divinely crafted creature. Beautifully curved in just the right places.
"Yea, I'm hoping this time he learns his lesson." Emma said, loud enough to shake Hook from his preoccupation of undressing Wendy with his eyes. Wendy soon turned to hear his response.
"Of course, Swan." He said seriously.
Emma nodded and got back to her paperwork, Wendy coming closer to the holding cell.
"Your lip is bleeding, Captain." She said softly.
"Aye...that it is." He replied gently as he got up from the cot he was sitting on and walked over to her, his hand grasping the bars, their faces and bodies no more than 2 inches away now.
"Would you like a tissue?" She asked him, her tone softer than she used on anyone else. He noticed her whole demeanor softened up just for him.
He nodded as she smiled a little smile that he wouldn't have caught if he had blinked, turning and walking over to her desk and getting her box of tissues, returning to him with it.
Emma watched them intrigued out of the corner of her eye, pretending to work.
"Thank you, lass." He replied appreciatively as he took a tissue and dabbed at his lip. Wendy watched him try to wipe the smeared blood and the fresh blood away but there was still some he was missing.
"Here, let me...lean in." Wendy replied easily, pulling a fresh tissue out of the box as he leaned in closer til his forehead rested against the bars. She tilted her head to the side as she carefully wiped his lip clean, his eyes studying her face as she tended to him.
"However did you end up an officer of the law, love?" Killian asked gently once she was finished. She was too gentle with him, too caring.
"I have a thing for doing the right thing and keeping people safe." She admitted as she tossed the bloodied tissues in the trash can.
"That's admirable...I ask because...well, you're too kind. Too gentle...not like Swan." Killian smirked slightly, finishing the end of his sentence a little louder so Emma could hear who replied with a simple grunt.
"Usually, I'm a little more firm than this...with you I..." Wendy began softly, their eyes meeting and all hope of coherent thought vanishing in an instant.
"You what?" He said, his voice barely above a whisper now.
"Nevermind...it's nothing." She finished with a laugh, before she turned and walked away. Killian sighed and went to sit back down on the cot.
She almost opened up to him. Almost.
At 6 Emma went home, leaving Wendy and Killian alone for the first time all day. As much as he had relished in the opportunity, it certainly wasn't ideal that he was stuck in a bloody holding cell. Wendy however, hadn't paid him much attention since she had spoken to him earlier. He watched closely as she busied herself with paperwork, faxes and even fiddled with the television, changing channels quickly...nothing seeming to satisfy or interest her.
"You know, it's perfectly alright to speak to me." Killian finally piped up from his cell.
"No, it's not. Every time I talk to you...I forget why I'm here. What I'm really here for." She said, her back still away from him in her chair at her desk.
"And what is that?" He asked.
"To keep you out of trouble. You're like a misbehaving child, Hook." She mumbled.
That stung.
"Am I?" He asked, standing up and walking as close as he could, clutching the bars in his hand.
"Yes. I knew I shouldn't have gone to your ship last week...you're distracting me." She said, finally spinning her chair around and looking at him. He looked helpless in that damn cell, but he deserved to be in there. It was his own fucking fault.
Stupid, pirate.
"Is that what you call it, love?" He replied.
"What else could it possibly be? I'm the law. You're a criminal. You're obviously looking to outsmart me by getting under my skin, but I see your game, Hook." She answered firmly, pointing at him accusingly.
"Ah, yes, because it certainly couldn't be anything else! Just a scheming pirate being a scheming pirate. As if that's all I am!" Hook spat out.
"Isn't it?!" She cried out as she stood and approached him in the cell.
"No. It's not...and you're most certainly wrong about my intentions regarding you, love. I asked you to my ship because I wanted to spend time with you, not best you in some intricate game." He chastised, his blue eyes glaring at her harshly.
Their was a darkness in them now. The oceans that usually pooled inside them were stormy and reckless. Dangerous.
"Why would you want to spend time with me?" She asked him, her eyes beseeching, trying so desperately to understand the feelings she had and their intense attraction to one another.
"There's something about you...just tell me that you feel it, too. Please? Tell me that I'm not the only one in agony." He begged her, his forehead pressing against the bars of the cell once more.
There was a long moment of silence between them before Wendy sighed and nodded.
"I feel it, too." She whispered as she stepped closer to the cell.
"Darling, let me out of here...just for a moment. I promise I'll go back in when you order me to." He said quietly, his eyes lightened with the tone of his voice.
"I shouldn't..." She said gently with a shake of her head. But, then fingers that had so intently curled around the bars of his cell, suddenly found their way to her cheek which he was close enough to caress.
"Please." He whispered, his eyes closing as his thumb brushed over her lips slowly. Entranced, Wendy simply stood there and let him touch her. His slightly calloused hand so gentle on her skin, so tender...
"Okay..." She said as she pulled out her set of keys and opened his cell with trembling hands, Hook walking out slowly and approaching her like a jaguar stalking its prey. His eyes now showing something new. Something she hadn't yet seen before as he backed her carefully against the cell bars, his arm wrapping around her waist and pressed his body firmly against hers, his lips descending upon hers in a flash.
And with that kiss, all was made clear to them.
Had to leave it like that because this chapter was threatening to become 2 chapters combined which would have been like 5k words and that's too many words on one screen for me at a time lol Sorry...don't throw things at me haha
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