The Story Untold: The Pirate & The Princess

Chapter Thirty-Three: Hook

While Emma was gone, I decided to talk to a few people who know how to use magic, even though I hate it. I believe I spoke to Regina first, she used some sort of locater spell, and it turns out my boat is here, under a concealment spell. I found the wooden ramp and I went onto the boat, and there was my little crew. By little I mean half of my entire crew was gone, due to the recent visit to Neverland. I smile when Smee told me that we have enough room to fit a small town, which was odd for him to see me smile. I told my crew that I changed throughout my visit, because Keira had noticed and told me so.

Emma, the ladies, and the mates had come back, from their celebration of a union of a man and a woman, also called a wedding in this land. Emma looks absolutely exhausted, but she lit up a little when she saw me. I walked up to her and gave her a hug and kissed the top of her forehead.

“Good news to those wanting to come home. I may be a pirate, but I believe my black heart lightened up. We have a way home,” I say.

“How so, Captain Guy- I mean Hook,” Snow says. I give her a cocked eyebrow, while the other ladies bust out laughing. It must be something they called me.

“I found my boat. I can sail, using a few Magic Beans, to give everyone a way home,” I say.

“Wow. Maybe The Pirate has changed,” Charming comments. I look to the ground. They didn’t seem happy. I let go of Emma and I walk to Grannies, with my head low, they didn’t even seem to care. Jefferson is the Mad Hatter, but, he can’t visit all of the different Realms. I mean, I can because of the beans. I’ve sailed through every single Realm.

“Hey, Hook!” Eliza calls out. I stop in my tracks and look at her.

“Aye?” I ask

“Thank you. That’s one less thing to worry about,” Eliza says with a genuine smile. I nod and turn back away. I heard running footsteps, getting louder and louder behind me, and then I feel arms, as if someone was giving me a hug. I make the person come be seen and I see my beautiful Swan. She puts her head up so I can see her grin, so I smirk at her. I lean down and kiss her passionately. She grabs the folded flaps of my jacket/ trench coat and we kiss for what feels like forever. My heart beats more for Emma than it did for Milah. Milah is gone, but Emma, I swear it, on my soul that I will protect her, no matter who comes after her to kill her. This time I won’t let myself be controlled or anything by an evil man, or let myself become that man.

“Killigan, hey, you’re okay. What are you thinking about?” Swan says, getting me not to think about that anymore.

“Emma, love. Um.. nothing. I’m thinking about nothing,” I say, quickly covering the lie with a smile and I gaze into her emerald eyes.

“If you gaze any harder, you’ll drill a hole in my head. And, I know you’re lying. I have the superpower, remember?” Emma says. I slowly nod.

“My apologizes, love. Fine.. you got me. Am I under arrest?” I say, holding out my good hand.

“No. You’re not under arrest. I just want you to be honest with me,” Emma says.

“Still don’t trust me?” I ask, looking genuinely hurt.

“Of course I trust you! Just tell me,” Emma says.

“I was just thinking about how much more I love you, than I actually loved Milah. Swan, you’re more than my world, and I know that your family doesn’t approve--” I start, but I get interrupted by a kiss, a good and heartfelt one.

“Everyone, including the most Fearsome and Villainous Pirates deserve a second chance,” Emma says smiling. I frown at the ‘Fearsome and Villainous Pirate’.

“Is that all I am? I was when I first arrived here.. but after all the changing, for the better… I think I’m more than that,” I say, sighing.

“You are,” Emma says.

“I love you, Emma Swan,” I say, and then I frown in realization of what I said, “But I think the boy, Henry, deserves his parents to have a Fair Shot, without a confused-hearted pirate standing in the way,” I say, grabbing her hand, and then kissing it.

“Who helped me find Neal? You did. Who did I end up liking more, a man who thieves watches, steals from stores, lies, and abandons, or a man whose mysterious, different, loving, and charming?” Emma asks.

“The man you fell in love with first,” I say numbly.

“No. You, Killigan Jones. You,” Emma says, making me blink.

“Then, if I were to tell you that I love you, what would you say?” I ask.

“That I love you too,” Emma says. I won her heart, I smile gazing into her eyes and she hugs me. I hold her close and kiss the top of her head, closing my eyes, basking in the moment we have together.