Season 2 Rewatch Drabbles

by jdmusiclover

A series of 100-500 word drabbles to accompany my rewatch of season 2 of Once Upon a Time as an attempt to finally jump start the muse again. There will be a drabble-either a deleted scene, a "fix it" fic or a character musing for each episode of the season. Focus will be on Emma, Henry, the Charmings and Killian-with an emphasis on the very beginnings of Captain Swan.

12. 2x12 In the Name of the Brother

Emma took a deep breath and then sat on Hook's hospital bed. It was the first moment she'd had to just sit and take in what had happened since…well, she didn't honestly know when the last time was. This past week had been insane.

Just look at tonight. She'd taken a call about a disturbance at the town line, only to find Rumplestiltskin hovering over a confused Belle who'd been shot in the shoulder by a revenge-minded Captain Hook, such that she'd lost her memories.

Oh, and If Captain Hook was here, so was the Queen of Hearts, who also happened to be the Evil Queen's mom.

If she didn't know any better, she'd swear she'd accidentally ingested something that was giving her a really bad trip.

But she did know better, and this was her life now, and she needed answers from Captain Hook before something else hit the fan.

Emma tried to convince herself that that was it; that was the only reason she was here. She needed answers. It was why she'd been so damn relieved when she got the report from Whale that Hook had only sustained minor contusions and a few cracked ribs. It was why she'd insisted the nurse hide him as soon as they'd reached the hospital. It was why she was sitting on his bed and watching the even rise and fall of his chest as he slept.

But deep down, she knew better.

She knew how she'd felt, seeing him lying awkwardly in the street after being struck by a car; the way her heart stuttered and then raced at the sight of him, when she'd believed she'd left him behind for good. The way she'd felt such intense concern for him until she'd assessed his condition and been on the receiving end of a few more of his flirtatious lines.

There was a connection between them that she couldn't explain and didn't want to acknowledge. Part of her wondered if she'd get him out of her system if they just had one good hook up (no pun intended), but the rest of her knew better.

Sex wouldn't fix it; he'd be addicting, and it wouldn't just be the physical and carnal pull. It would be feelings, hopes and dreams, wanting everything.

And, of course, ultimately heartbreak.

That did it; the surety of heartbreak. It made her straighten her spine and fortify her walls. He was just beginning to stir. She'd get her answers from him, and then she'd get the hell out of here, away from him, and away from what she just knew would be the worst mistake of her life.