The Girl With The Blue Eyes (Killian Jones) #1

Chapter 14 No More Second Chances

~Storybrooke (Present)~

We all stood around Archie's casket. Leaves littered the ground. A bouquet of white flowers laid atop the black casket. I stood behind everyone. After the fight with Emma, I didn't feel welcome. I came anyway for Henry and Archie. Archie would have wanted me to come.  Mary Margaret finally broke the silence.

"Some of us knew him as Archie. Others as Jiminy. But we all knew him as a true friend. And though he may now be gone, he will always live on inside us. Reminding us to be out best selves. To do the right thing, to always fight for what we believe in, so we shouldn't think of today as goodbye, just as a way of saying, 'Archie, we'll be listening.'" Everyone dispersed and started hugging each other. Henry found me and gave me a hug. I wanted to cry, but I kept it inside.

"It'll be okay, kid. He loved all of us, and we all loved him." Henry nodded and sighed.

"Come on, Henry." Emma called. I knew what she was doing. I decided not to fight it with what's happened. Everyone walked away, and I stayed back. I pulled out my rum and took a sip.

"I know you don't drink, but pirate's honor." I spilled some rum for him. I stared at the casket for a while. "I don't know what to do, Archie. I'm turning into the person I used to be. The person I hate. I haven't talked to my mother. My father probably hates me now. Emma doesn't want me near Henry. Mary Margaret says that there's always another path, and if I did that once, I could do it again, but it doesn't seem that way." I used my magic to turn the white flowers into a beautiful bouquet with purple and red flowers too. I set it back down on top of the casket.

"How'd it go with Hook?" Mary Margaret's voice startled me.

"He accepted me. I thought he wasn't going to for a moment though. I'm glad to have him back." I smiled slightly. "He doesn't know about Rumple though. I just told him about Regina." 

"You should have told him. Now he might think you never wanted him to know." She explained. 

"He can't know. There would be so many problems between us. At least this way, I have some control over things." 

"What if he finds out? If it's not from you he's going to be upset."

"He's going to be upset anyway." I looked over at Archie's casket, wishing he could be here. "If Hook killed my father, I can get over it. Hook finding out who my father is, he wouldn't get over that." Mary Margarette was silent. We both were. The silence was comfortable. Then, she spoke up again. 

"I heard what Emma said. I had no idea she did that." I shrugged.

"It is what it is. I would have understood. I didn't do anything to make her mistrust me. She's just listening to the stories instead of me. I even went back into the red room to give them information, and I didn't even get a thank you from her." I started getting angry.

"She'll come around. Show her that you mean no harm." I drank some more rum. "And maybe not drink so much." I chuckled.

"Yeah, what's the point? It helps anyway." She took the flask from me.

"Let me talk to Emma. Maybe I can persuade her to give you a chance, like charming and I did." I nodded.

"Okay. I'd like that." Snow smiled.

"I'm going to go find Hook. See what he's been up to." She nodded and began to walk away. I disappeared to the docs and went to where Hook's ship was. It was still cloaked. Everyone knew he was here, so I'm not sure why. I was about to walk up the ramp when I saw Archie break through the cloak, running down it. I backed up as I was confused. He saw me and came to a stop.