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

Chapter 22 The Bigger Picture

~Storybrooke (Present)~

When I woke up the next morning, I rolled onto my back expecting to feel Hook next to me, but remembered that he's still in New York. Without his ship, I don't know how he's going to make it back. I can't leave and no one else is going to help me. I just found him and, no thanks to Emma, he's gone again. I found one of his shirts at the foot of the bed. I grabbed it and put it under my head. I brought a section of it to my face, so I could smell his scent. It comforted me. I knew I couldn't do this all day, it wasn't healthy. 

To take my mind off of Hook, I decided to head over and see how Mary Margarette was holding up. I don't know how this would be any better. I quickly changed into some black skinny jeans, a white long sleeve shirt, and put on my white leather jacket. I left the ship and made my way to their loft. I knew Mary Margarette wasn't going to be in good shape, but she was there for me. I need to be there for her. When I walked up the stairs, the last person I was expecting to see was my father. 

"Father?!" I asked shockingly, "I wasn't expecting to see you." He gave a small smile. 

"I would like to thank you. I never got to say it yesterday, you helped convince Mary Margarette to save my life." I shook my head. 

"I only told here where it was. I didn't think she'd actually go through with it. You did all the convincing." I tried to deflect it away from me. 

"Nonsense." He raised his hand and knocked on the door. Seconds later, David opened the door and he became angry. 

"Get out!" He said right away. "You too!" I was taken aback. 

"What? Me? What did I do?" I questioned. 

"You told her where the heart was. You had just as much to do with this as your father." I was silent. Never did I think those words would come from David. 

"I came to apologize. I wanted to see how she was doing. She helped me many times over, I owe her and I want to be there for her in any way that I can." He crossed his arms and stood his ground. 

"I don't believe that. With everything you've done in your past, it's hard to believe you didn't have any part of this." I could feel my anger rising up. I took a step forward. 

"I helped banish the wraith that Rumple brought to kill Regina. I went into the red room, to give Aurora the message to give to Emma, so Henry wouldn't get hurt anymore, and I didn't even get a thanks for that one. I convinced Hook to give out information about what Cora had on his ship. I even tried to help convince Anton that you guys were good. What more can I do to show that I mean well?" No one said anything and I felt tears welling up in my eyes, I continued. "All I ever wanted, was to be with my true love, and stop using magic. That's it. Twice now, Emma has kept me from at least one of those." By now, Emma had walked over to the door. 

"David. She's right. She's helped us in more ways than one. Things would be very complicated if she hadn't." Emma jumped in and for once, I felt like she was on my side. "Sometimes, mistakes happen. I'm sure she didn't even realize what she had done, until it was too late." 

"There would have been other ways." I felt hurt at what David just said. 

"Fine, don't believe me. I'm still going to help. Not for you, but for Mary Margarette, and Emma, and Henry." I pushed passed him and sat down on one of the stools. "Even so, this is also my mother we're talking about. I'm always included." My father walked in after me. They shut the door. 

"It seems like the curse Regina is planning to use, is the curse of the empty-hearted." My father said calmly. 

"What the hell does that do?" Emma asked.