Sophia rubbed her eyes as she started to wake up, feeling two arms tightly wrapped around her. She felt warm and protected in a way she had never felt before. It was a perfect feeling she wanted to feel forever. That was why it confused her because she knew Felix was holding her. She should be feeling this way in the arms of her husband, but honestly, she had never felt protected nor warm in his arms, only trapped inside them. It made her wonder…

But not for long as she felt Felix tighten his arms around her, holding her so tight as if he was afraid to lose her. When she slowly opened her eyes she saw him, his eyes closed and his expression relaxed. It made her relax as well as she let her fingers softly brush against his cheek. His skin was surprisingly soft, though she had noticed that before. Still, it surprised her every time when she touched it.

She sighed softly as she examined his face, letting her eyes linger at his scar. She traced it with the tip of her finger, wondering how he got it, and if it had hurt him much. She blamed it on the sleepiness she was still a bit feeling when she leaned in, pressing her lips between his eyebrows to where the scar started before kissing it where it ended on his cheek. She didn't know what the feeling was she felt inside, the feeling that pained her at the thought of him being hurt. The feeling just wanted her to hold him closer, just as close as he was holding her now, and never let anything ever happen to him again.

"Why are you crying?"

Sophia's eyes snapped up to him, seeing his grey eyes fixed on her. His thumb brush against her cheek, wiping away something wet. She was crying. Why was she crying?

"I don't know," she whispered, not breaking away from his gaze.

"Stop it," he said, sounding harsh before adding in a much softer tone as he looked away, "stop crying, I can't take it."

In respond, Sophia buried her face in his chest. "Why are you still holding me?"

"What do you mean?"

"Normally you would have put as much distance between us as possible as soon as you woke, now you're still holding me tightly. It's not like you need me anymore now that you're awake," she mumbled. She could feel his heartbeat under her palm, feeling it beat steady even though she was so close, which was strange because normally it would beat rapidly.

"I've chosen what I'm going to listen to from now on," he whispered, only meaning it for her to hear as if it was a secret.

"What is it?"

She felt him slime in her hair as he buried his face in it. His hand came to rest over hers that rested on his chest, pressing it firmly again him. He didn't say anything else after that, simply holding her hand pressed against his chest as his other arm still held her close to him. And even though he didn't say another word, she knew exactly what he meant.

They had made port later that afternoon. Emma was shouting orders at her crew while Killian was busying himself with his own ship, when she saw Sophia and Felix appear from below deck. She made her way down the helm, approaching them.

"I take it you'll be leaving," she said with a softly smile, though she was a bit disappointed. She saw lots of potential in that girl, she would have been one hell of a pirate.

"We are," Sophia said, shuffling on her a bit before suddenly stepping forward and hugging her tightly. Emma was a bit shocked by this but soon recovered and wrapped her own arms around the black haired girl. "Thank you for everything, I owe you a lot."

"You owe me nothing, sweetheart, just promise me you'll stay safe." Emma didn't know why but she felt tears prick her eyes as she stroked Sophia's back. It was just something about this girl that felt familiar, that felt right in a world where everything was wrong. She suddenly felt a little kick against her stomach, causing Sophia to laugh as she pulled away. "Looks like I won't me the only one who's going to miss you," she said as she placed her hand over her stomach.

"It appears so," Sophia said, biting her lip. "I promise I'll stay safe."

Emma nodded, fixing her eyes on the blond boy and giving him a stern look. "You better be the one keeping her safe or I'll send my crew after your balls."

Felix visible tensed at this, the color even faded a bit from his face as he said, "Yes Captain."

"Now, don't be too harsh on the lad, Swan," Killian said as he walked aboard the ship. Emma smiled at him, his arm pulling her against him when he was beside her. "We all know you're a scary pirate."

"Scary pirate Captain," she corrected him, feeling a warmth spread through her as he gave her that adored look and awestruck smile. She gathered that she probably had the same expression on her face.

Felix cleared his throat, grabbing their attention. "Anyway, Sophia and I will be leaving now. Thank you for everything," he said, looking a bit more steady now.

Emma unsheathe her sword, pointing it at his crotch. "Remember what I said, because I will find you."

"I can take care of myself," Sophia said, grabbing Felix arm. "Again, thank you for everything, I hope we meet again soon."

"I wish you well, little love," Killian said, earning a bit of a strange look from Felix, thought to Emma it didn't sounded strange or out of place at all. By the looks of it, Sophia didn't think so either.

Sophia waved as she pulled Felix with her and left the ship. Emma stared after them as she let her head rest against Killian's shoulder, feeling his arm tighten around her. She sighed, closing her eyes when the teens were out of sight.

"She has your eyes," Killian said suddenly, causing her to look up at him.

"What do you mean?"

Killian looked down at her, examining her eyes. "Your eyes, they are the same. I've noticed it the moment I first met her."

"Her ears are kind of like yours too," she pointed out, reaching up to brush her fingers against the pointy tips.

"Indeed they are," a strange voice said before the ship started shaking. Both Killian and Emma turned to the voice seeing a teenage boy stand at the helm. Killian drew his sword while Emma pointed her own at the boy. The boy had dark hair, red eyes, and Emma could feel his dark magic roaming around him.

"Who the bloody hell are you?" Killian hissed, probably noting the dark aura as well. The sky around them suddenly started to darken and the wind picked up. The boy however, stayed calm, his arms crossed as he walked down the helm.

"I'm your daughter's husband, the king of Misthaven," the boy exclaimed, earning a confused look from both Killian and a shocked one from Emma.

"We don't have a daughter," she said quickly, masking her surprise with a glare.

"Oh, you know you do," he said with a dark voice, an evil grin on his lips. "A little baby girl, taken away from you the moment she was born. It's a tragic story, even more when you didn't realize it was her the moment you met her."

"What are you talking about?" Killian snarled, a dangerous look in his eyes. The boy walked closer, not at all seeming scared of their swords that were pointed at him. Of course he wouldn't be, he had strong magic, even stronger than her own.

"She didn't tell you, did she?" He laughed dark and mockingly. "This isn't the first time she carried one of yours. Though, that doesn't matter anymore, since I'm going to take that one as well."

"You demon! Stay the hell away from her!" Killian yelled as she rushed forward, ready to slice the boy in half when he disappeared in a cloud of red smoke. Killian turned, searching the ship while Emma did the same.

"No worries, you can be there when it happens," they hear the boy say, but they can't see him anywhere on the ship. Emma rushed to Killian, grabbing tightly hold on his sleeve as they kept their searching.

A sudden hard wind caused them to look up and see a massive dragon flying above them. It's scales were black and red, his eyes the same. It was the boy, the king. It roared as if it was laughing at them before it launched for the ship, the fire visible burning in its throat.

Emma felt Killian's arms around her, pulling her against him before they fell to the ground. She heard cracking of fire, the breaking sound of wood, the screaming of her crew, Killian calling her name as the world around her went black.

Sophia and Felix walked in silence through the forest. They hadn't spoken much since they got off the ship, but the silence between them wasn't awkward or tensed, it was actually rather comfortable. As they continued walking Sophia felt the urge to say something, just because she was done with only the forest around them that made sound.

"How far this we got to your boss?" she asked curiously.

"Still pretty far," he mumbled, not looking at her as he spoke. "If we walk on like this than we'll probably reach the shepherd's barn by nightfall."

"Shepherd's barn?"

"Yes, I always stay there when I'm walking back to the camp," he said as he looked at her. "Not that they know."

Sophia smirked at him, shoving his shoulder. "Sly fox."

Felix chuckled, shoving her back, but doing it a bit more gently then she did. "I would like to keep it that way, okay?"

"I'll be as quiet as a mouse," she said, holding her linger to her lips. For a second she saw his eyes drop to her lips and linger just a bit longer then necessary. Her smirk grew, noting that his cheeks turned a bit red when he met her eyes again.

"Please, you're nothing like a mouse," he said as he looked away, trying to hide his blush.

"Then I'm an owl."

Felix snorted.

"What?"

"You mean to say that you're quiet and wise?" he said with a bit of a laugh.

"I have my moments," she said, glaring at him as she crossed her arms. "My name means 'Woman of Wisdom', so yes, an owl."

"Okay, Woman of Wisdom, say something wise," he said in a teasing tone.

"I don't know anything wise right now, but my thoughts can go pretty deep."

"Spill."

"Okay," she said before taking a deep breath. "Sometimes, I wonder if this is the real world."

Felix eyebrows knitted together. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, that what if this isn't our real world? What if we actually belong somewhere else but just don't remember? I've been wondering about this for a while now, and meeting you actually makes me belief that it might be true."

"Why because of me?"

"Think about it, you knew my name before I told you. Other than that, do you have any clear memories of before the night you took me? I mean, like, tell me in detail how this camp looks because you've obviously spent most of your life there, you should know every little detail about it."

Felix looked down. She guessed he was trying to remember, but if her theory was right, than he shouldn't be able to recall much. After a moment he shook his head, looking at her. "You're right, I don't know."

"Exactly, and your nightmares? I gather that those are your memories but you just don't remember them when you wake up. I also gather that your real, or other, or however you would call it, life must have been hard and unpleasant and that's why you become so drained from them when you wake. You just don't want to remember your pain."

Felix clenched his jaw, not saying anything for a while. "Than what are you to me in this other life?"

She looked up at him, her eyebrow raised. "What do you mean?"

"I clearly know you, and if my nightmares are really my memories, then why don't I suffer from them when you're near me?"

This time Sophia looked down, biting her lip. She'd thought about that as well, but actually didn't want to give it to much thought. "I think I must be someone you care for," she mumbled softly.

"Must be," he mumbled just as quiet. After that they didn't say anything else. Sophia didn't say anything because she was too caught up in her own thoughts. She gathered that Felix had the same reason for staying quiet, but she didn't ask. As they continued walking to this shepherd's barn Felix spoke about, Sophia got lost in her thoughts. So if this wasn't her real world, than what was? Who did she forget? And who are the people she know to her in that other world? Is Caligo really her husband? Is he even a loved one? She wouldn't have doubted that a week ago, but now that she was walking here with Felix at her side, she indeed doubted their relationship. It may made her feel dirty and wrong to even admit it, but she was pretty sure Felix meant more to her in the real world then Caligo ever did in this one.

A/N: So here is another chapter! I hope you guys are still enjoying this :) please let me know if you do :) pretty please? pretty please with fire breathing Caligo in dragon form? please?