Hope: A Captain Swan Fanfiction

Chapter 1

               NOTE: This is a sequel to my previous work, "Trust: A Captain Swan Fanfiction".

        Emma walked along the sidewalk, coffee cup in hand, smiling a radiant smile, her hair gleaming in the morning sunlight. Things remained the same as they had for the past couple of weeks. Hook was still locked up, and though he wasn’t exceptionally happy about it, it made Emma’s work so much easier for her, being able to see him every day. Hook enjoyed being with her, but keeping a pirate contained for that long…well, it didn’t bode well.

        She walked into the sheriff’s station, and as soon as she saw Killian, an even bigger smile spread across her face. He was still sleeping, but she knew that he would wake up soon. Emma didn’t mind, because he looked adorable as he slept. She didn’t know how long she had been staring, but she was immediately thrown out of her trance as his eyelids fluttered to reveal his gorgeous, drowsy blue eyes. “Good morning, love”, he said. She could still hear the sleep in his voice as he sat up, looking directly at her.

        “Good morning”, she said. “I thought maybe if you slept I could get some work done around here.” She walked over to her desk and sat down in her chair. “Guess not anymore”, she smiled.

        “I won’t disturb you, lass.”

        “That’s what you always say”, she said rolling her eyes, pulling a stack of papers closer to her.

        “To be fair, you’re the one who always lets me out.” It was obvious that Hook was enjoying this banter. He always did, and he would go on forever until Emma stopped him.

        “Are we really starting this again?” she said, looking up from her papers. A grin was spread across his face. Yep. He definitely enjoyed getting on Emma’s nerves far too much.

        “Of course. What would this morning be without the usual banter?”

        Emma sighed. It was true. “You have a point.” If this morning was going to follow the usual course it took, now would be when she let him out of his cell. She looked down at her desk to see it covered in papers, not an inch of desk space exposed. Looking up at him, she knew what Hook was expecting, and she felt bad that she couldn’t fill his expectations. Honestly, if she held things off any longer, she was bound to be fired at any given moment. “Killian…I-I can’t.” She was ready to say more, but he sat down and nodded his head.

        “I understand, love. Do what you have to do.”

        She loved how understanding he was. After they had learned to trust each other, everything worked better than it ever had. She began to fill out the papers. Five minutes passed, though it felt like five hours, and she looked up at him. “Killian…this whole work thing. It sucks.” She made a pouty face, causing Killian to laugh. Hearing his laugh made her to relax a little more. It was so soothing, the noise echoing in her mind.

        “You can do it. Just imagine, you’ll be finished soon and then we can be together. Without you losing your job”, he smiled.

        “Thank you, motivational Killian”, she said, suppressing a laugh. “I needed that.”

        “Any time, I’m at your service, m’lady.”

        She smirked and went back to working once again. This time, it wasn’t as difficult, but five minutes passed once again before she was interrupted by the bells jingling on the front door. Emma looked up, seeing Killian’s head turning towards the door and causing her to do the same. Regina walked in, the click of her heels sounding around the station. “Good morning, Ms. Swan”, she said in her business-like voice.

        “Good morning, Regina.” She wasn’t quite sure what Regina could be here for this time, but Emma knew that visits from her were usually not that great.

        Regina walked behind Emma’s desk and over to the wall, where the cell keys were hanging. She grabbed them with a swift flick of her wrist and walked over to Hook’s cell, toying with the lock.

         “What are you doing?” Emma, asked, standing up.

        “I’ve made the executive decision to let Hook out”, she said, the cell door opening. Killian’s eyes were wide, clearly showing how confused he was by all of this.

        “W-why?” was the only answer Emma could come up with. What motive would Regina have for letting Hook out?

        “You, of all people are questioning my judgment? Okay, well if that’s what you want, I’ll just keep your boyfriend in…” She closed the cell door halfway, before Emma interrupted.

        “No! I-I mean…I’m fine with you letting him out. I was just…confused as to why…you were letting him out.”

        Regina looked at her with a confused expression for what felt like the longest of time. “I don’t think it really concerns you, me being the mayor.”

        “Yes, well I’m the sheriff.” More silence preceded her comment. “You know what, forget it”, Emma said, no longer caring. “Thank you, Regina, for stopping by.” With that, she escorted Regina out.

        “Oh, my pleasure”, she smirked. The door closed, and Emma turned around, leaning against it. “What…what just happened?”

        Killian stood up, genuinely smiling. “I’m free, Emma.” He walked out towards her, pulling her close.

        She felt herself relax into him, throwing away all of the confusion. It didn’t matter. All that mattered was him. And her. Them. Together. Whatever brought them closer was all Emma wanted. Regina’s motives didn’t matter so much to her as her love for Killian did. “I’m happy for you”, she uttered into his shoulder. They stood like that for a while until Emma pulled back, running her fingers across his leather jacket. “First thing’s first. We’re getting you new clothes.”

        He laughed. “Whatever you think’s best, lass.” Emma’s smile melted his heart. She had full reign over it. It only took a simple look as that to bring him to his knees. He felt himself being shoved back into the cell, causing him to frown as the cell door shut in his face. “What was that for?”

        “I need you to stay in there until I get my work done. Then we can leave.” She paused for a moment, examining his clearly not amused facial expression, before saying, “Hey, you said whatever I think is best.”

        He rolled his eyes. “I really should be more careful with my wording”, he said, sitting down on the edge of the bed.

        She smirked as she sat down, continuing her work. “Took you 300 years to figure that out, huh?” He narrowed his eyes at her, only fueling her want for more. Hmm, she thought, I’m finally getting good at this banter stuff.