Yay! An update, FINALLY! Sorry it took so long but I was on vacation for over a week and didn't have time until now! Hope this chapter makes up for it! Also…I'm going to do something different with the rest of the story. I'm only going to write a few more detailed scenes from Neverland, but then jump ahead to when they return to Storybrooke. I want this story done before the premiere and there are just too many scenes I want to write after they get back! I'm not going to get into all the twists and turns of Neverland, Peter Pan…I'll leave that to Adam and Eddie…I'd suck at it! I'm better with romance and third wheels, drama and all that. Don't worry, it'll still be good. PROMISE!
Thanks for all the reviews! Appreciate it!
MAGS
Chapter 16
Hook gave Toodles a miserable look. "I'm not doing this…I honestly don't care if you believe me…Emma…we're wasting time, we need to…"
"You're not Killian."
Hook looked down at Curly who was staring up at him with a scowl on his little face. "What?"
"Killian loved to crow…he did it all the time…he crowed better than anyone and you won't do it…so you're not Killian."
Hook stared down at his stubborn face and then regretfully sighed as he pinched the bridge of is nose. He then whispered a tiny curse as he quickly shrugged off his coat. "You know something, Curly? After all these years you still have me wrapped around your tiny finger."
Curly grinned up at him and Hook threw his coat over him and heard a muffled giggle from underneath. He then looked at Emma and shook his head. "If you repeat this to anyone, Swan…I will deny it with my last breath."
Emma just smiled as she helped the giggling Curly out of Hook's coat. "Can't make any promises, Hook," she said as she ruffled Curly's curls and then draped his coat over her arms.
Hook took a few breaths, rolled his eyes to the sky and rolled his shoulders. He then took a deep breath and…
"Wait, wait," Toodles said quickly.
Hook let out an exasperating breath. "What? Bloody hell, just let me get this over with!"
"I think you need to stand on that rock over there, Hook…so we all can hear and see you in action."
He narrowed his eyes. "You're killing me," he grumbled but did as he asked and jumped onto the rock. "Okay…now everyone shut up so I can be done with it."
Everyone gathered around the rock as he cocked his head from side to side. "Can't believe I'm doing this," he grumbled but one last look at Curly's hopeful grin made him finally take a deep breath and crow as loud as he could.
Emma's jaw dropped as she stared dumbly up at Hook while the Lost Boys cheered and clapped around him. He was grinning madly at them and to her surprise, crowed again and more cheers erupted. It probably wasn't safe making this much noise, but she couldn't help but smile as she watched a whole new side of Hook. It was like he was one of them again…he was a happy, free spirited Lost Boy. And when he knelt down and pulled Curly up onto the rock, urging him to give them a good crow…her heart simply melted.
This man in front of her wasn't Hook at the moment, but Killian Jones…someone she could easily fall for. She already had strong feelings for Hook…a man who was far from perfect but still managed to grab a piece of her heart. Surely it wasn't healthy to develop feelings for two different men who were the same man…that was asking for trouble.
Then again, not much about her love life had been healthy so might as well enjoy the ride…couldn't get any worse, right?
Hook jumped down in front of her and grinned. "Enjoy the show, Swan?"
"That was quite impressive," she said handing his coat back to him. "Killian Jones."
He let out a laugh as he twirled the coat back on him. "Didn't know I still had it…I forgot how much fun it is."
"You certain changed your tune pretty quickly."
He gave a little shrug. "It certainly brought a lot of feelings back." He glanced around with an almost sad expression. "I was hoping to avoid this…me leaving is going to hurt them all over again."
"Do you think…any of them would want to come back with us? Once we find Henry?"
"I don't know," he said and his eyes fell to Curly. "I wouldn't mind seeing Curly escape from this place…I have soft spot for him."
"Yes, so I've noticed," she said with a little grin. "He also has one for you…he loves you."
"Aye." He let out a shaky breath. "I know."
"Killian."
He turned to see Rufio standing there. "Yes?"
"We're heading back to our hide-out…we need to move before someone we don't want to find us, finds us."
He gave him a nod. "Lead the way then…we'll stay for the night and then head out first thing in the morning."
"There's something we need to ask," Toodles said walking up to Rufio's side and looked at Emma. "You said your looking for your son?"
"Yes."
"Was he taken from you or did he run away here?"
"He was taken from me," she said as her heart started to race. "By two people…Greg and Tamara…do you know anything?"
Rufio and Toodles spared a quick glance before answering. "We found them in one of our traps," Rufio finally said.
Hook grabbed his arm. "When? Was Henry with them?"
He nudged the hand aside. "We found them earlier today…but no kid was with them. He must have escaped from the trap."
"He's alone," Emma said as he looked at Hook. "He's all alone…we have to find him."
"We will…as soon as the sun rises we'll…"
"I can't wait that long…I need to find him now."
"Emma…we can't…not when it's still dark out…it's too dangerous."
"I don't care, Hook!"
He sighed. "Wait…just wait…" He turned back to Toodles. "Greg and Tamara…do you have them?"
"They're tied up back at our camp," he said with a grin. "Tink is guarding them."
"Tink?" Hook repeated and then let out a small laugh. "I almost feel sorry for Greg and Tamara."
"Hook."
He turned his attention back to Emma. "We need to go back with them…question Greg and Tamara…they might be able to help us find them."
"Or lead us into a trap," she pointed out. "We can't trust them, Hook…I'm not going to waste any more time with…"
Loud war cries drowned out her words as boys from all sides sprung out from behind the trees swords drawn. The Lost Ones had found them after all.
Hook didn't think, he immediately scooped up Curly and yelled at Emma to hold them off as he carried him farther from the fighting. "Curly…run back to the hide-out."
"No, no…I want to stay…I want to fight!"
"Listen to me, Curly…you have to do what I say…there's too many of them and I need to know you're safe…go back and get help, okay? Tell Tink and the others back at camp to send help…can you do that for me?"
Tears started to form in his eyes but he held them in as he nodded vigorously. "Yes…yes, I can do it…I won't let you down, Killian."
"I know you won't, lad…now run."
He whirled around and took off into the trees. Hook watched him for a moment, making sure he was safe before turning back to help Emma and the others. He heard Rufio yelling everyone to fall back to run back to camp and as he broke through the trees his heart fell when he saw Emma lying on the ground unconscious.
"Swan!"
As Lost Boys dispersed, Hook ran toward the danger…toward Emma, but before he could reach her something hard and painful slammed at the back of his head.
He was out before he hit the ground.
When he came to he noticed three very disturbing factors before he even opened his eyes. Firstly, he was constricted…he couldn't move his arms or legs which meant he was tied up…again. It was getting beyond ridiculous.
And secondly…he was very cold and very wet from his knees and down which meant he was emerged in water, which was never a good thing here in Neverland considering what lurked below.
And thirdly…his hook was gone…it was something he noticed right away. The hook was a part of him and without it he felt utterly helpless.
There was another disturbing factor into play, but he didn't realize this until he did finally open his eyes. He was in a cave…not just any cave, but Skull's Rock and that was not good because the tide was coming in and the water was rising.
It was then that he felt something heavy on his shoulder and his panicked heightened when he saw Emma was chained next to him. She was still out of it and her head was resting against his shoulder. She was also tied up lower than he was, which meant when they water rose, she would be the first to go under.
He would live it all over again. He would have to stand there and watch someone he cared for…someone he…he loved, die right in front of him. And there was nothing he could do about it.
