Chapter Six

Just Trying to Help

"You taking Harper on a trip or something?" the lady at the front desk asked Killian as he signed the papers to be able to take Harper out of school early.

Killian shook his head and handed the papers to the woman in front of him. "Can I go get her?"

The woman shook her head. "No, sorry, Mr. Jones. Someone will bring her here."

Killian nodded and started pacing. What was he going to tell Harper? He couldn't tell her the truth. He would have to come up with an excuse for taking her out of school, but what?

"Daddy!"

Killian smiled and looked at the door. Snow was standing there smiling while she watched Harper run up to Killian. Killian bent down and scooped Harper up into his arms. "Hey, love."

"Hi, Daddy! Are we going on the Jolly?"

Killian nodded. That was a great idea. "Aye, that we are."

Harper clapped. "Yay!"

Killian looked up at Snow. "Thank you for bringing her here."

Snow shrugged. "It's fine. I heard Ashley talking to Harper as she got her ready to go so I decided to take Harper here myself."

Killian nodded. He knew the real reason Snow was here: she wanted to know why Killian was taking Harper out of school. "Well, we best be going now." He tried to step past Snow but she blocked him. "Excuse me, lass."

Snow shook her head. "Why are you really taking Harper out of school?"

"I told you, love. We are going on the Jolly Roger."

Harper clapped again. "Yeah!"

Killian smiled.

"Killian," Snow said sternly.

Killian shook his head. Harper was his daughter. He didn't need to explain himself to Snow. Snow might be his mother-in-law, she might be Harper's grandmother, but he did not need to start explaining to Snow why he does what he does. "See you later, Your Majesty." Killian side stepped Snow and walked out towards the truck, leaving a frustrated and shocked Snow behind.

"H-how are you here? We locked you up five years ago in a secure cell," Emma said, trying to figure out how the man before her was here.

The man laughed. "I guess it wasn't secure enough."

"What do you want?" Emma demanded.

The man walked closer to Emma's cage. "I want something that's inside of you, something you don't know you have yet."

"My magic? I sure as heck know I have magic and you are not getting it."

The man shook his head. "No, no, no. You misunderstand, Emma."

Emma rolled her eyes. "I think I know what you want. You want my magic, King George."

Harper ran across the deck towards the wheel. She giggled and laughed the whole way there. Killian chuckled and walked over to Harper who was now trying to jump so she could reach the top of the wheel.

Killian picked Harper up and stepped away from the wheel. "Hold on, little love. We have to get your life jacket on. Your mother would kill me if she found out that I let you come on here without a life jacket." Killian sighed.

"What's wrong, Daddy?"

Killian shook his head. "Nothing." Killian put Harper's life jacket on and started buckling it together.

"Daddy, why isn't Mommy coming with us?" Harper asked.

Killian looked at her. "She has to work."

"But Mommy is always working now," Harper complained.

Killian knew he couldn't keep lying to Harper. She was going to figure out that they didn't know where Emma was. Killian just nodded. "Aye, that she is, but that's okay. She'll be home soon." He hoped that was true.

Killian finished fastening Harper's life jacket. Harper ran over to the edge of the boat and looked over the edge, trying to spot some fishes. Killia laughed and walked over to her. "Be careful."

"I am," Harper said.

"Killian! Harper!"

They turned around and saw a smiling David walking onto the Jolly Roger.

"Grandpa!" Harper squealed. She ran past Killian and ran straight into David's arms. David lifted Harper up. "What are you doing here, Grandpa?"

"I came to see what my favorite granddaughter and son-in-law were doing," David said, glancing at Killian.

"We're going sailing!" Harper exclaimed.

David laughed. "That sounds like a lot of fun." He paused. "Hey, why don't you go below deck and see if you can find me a water bottle?"

Harper nodded and David set her down. She ran over to the stairs to go below deck.

Killian walked over to David. "What are you really doing here, Dave?"

David sighed. "Snow sent me."

"Of course she did," Killian muttered.

"Hook, she just wants what's best for you and Harper."

"What's best for me and Harper is having my daughter with me so she's safe!"

"Look, Killian, Harper is safe at school. She'll be fine," David tried.

Killian shook his head. "No. Harper needs to stay with me where I know she is safe."

"Hook-"

"Grandpa! I couldn't find any!" Harper shouted, running up from below deck and over to her father and grandfather.

David smiled. "That's okay, Harper. I was just about to leave anyway."

"Aww, okay," Harper whined.

David chuckled and gave Harper a quick hug. "See you later." He stood up and walked off the Jolly Roger.

Belle walked over to the cage, a tray of food in her hands. She lit up the lantern that was down there. "Rumple, it's lunch time."

Gold rushed over to where Belle was. "Belle."

Belle stuck the food in a slot and slid it into Gold's cage. She hadn't seen Gold in months. She hardly ever brought him food because it was to hard for her to see him like this, but with Emma missing, she couldn't get anyone else to do it.

Belle started to walk away.

"Belle, please, don't go," Gold pleaded.

Belle squeezed her eyes shut.

"Why are you giving me my meal? Where is Miss. Swan?"

Belle shook her head. She wanted to leave, but her feet kept her planted.

"You can tell me, Belle. I'm your husband."

Belle spun around. "If you were really my husband then you wouldn't have done all those terrible things that led us to locking you up!" Tears ran down the side of her face.

"Belle-"

Belle shook her head and walked back towards the elevator that would bring her back to her library.

King George laughed. "You have no idea what I want. You don't even know what I want exists."

Emma sighed. She wanted to leave. She wanted to go home. She wanted to see Killian and Harper. She wanted Killian to hold her and she wanted to hold Harper. "What do you want?"

"You'll find out in time and when you do find out, well, that's when the fun begins."

Emma felt a wave a nausea hit her. She hunched over and threw up.

George sighed. "I knew that was going to happen sooner or later." He waved his hand and the mess disappeared.

"How…?" Emma couldn't even finished her sentence. What just happened? King George has…?

"Yes, Emma, I have magic now." He walked over to the cage where Emma was. "Now you know you can't stop me. You can't escape me."

"You can't have magic. That's… not possible."

George nodded. "It is possible and it makes it possible to get what I want."

"What do you want" Emma demanded again.

"Well, there's no point in hiding it now. I want your baby."

"Harper? You already tried that and you failed, and you will fail again."

"Not that baby." George pointed to Emma's stomach. "That baby."

Emma looked at her stomach. "What? I'm not…" Then she realized why she kept throwing up in the morning. Morning sickness. She was pregnant, and King George wanted her unborn child.

So, now you all know who took Emma and why. Well, partially why. I hope you enjoyed the chapter! :)