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Panting, we finally reach the top

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Panting, we finally reach the top. Once my feet are on solid ground I take in my surroundings. We're in a large courtyard scattered with the bones of many giants.

"What happened here?" Emma asks, looking around the ruins in shock.

"It's where the final battle was." Hook informs her. I walk past Hook, looking around with furrowed brows.

"Looks like they were trying to escape." I comment under my breath.

"Give me your hand." Hook says. I look over my shoulder at him, confused.

"Hm?" I look down at my hand, realizing it was wounded from where he had caught me with his Hook.

"Your hand was cut by my hook. Let me help." He insists, walking over to me with an outstretched hand.

"It's fine, it's just a scratch." I say with a nonchalant shrug, confused on why he's making such a big deal of this. I go to turn around but he gently grabs my arm.

"No, it's not." He tells me with an expression that leaves no room for argument.

"Alice, he's right. You'll need your hand for the climb back down." Emma chimes in. Traitor.

"Very well." I accept with a sigh. Hook takes out a piece of cloth to bind my hand.

"Besides, giants can smell blood." He tells me with a smile. Before he binds my hand he takes out a bottle of what I'm assuming is alcohol. He takes the cork off with his teeth and pours some onto my hand. I hiss under my breath and instinctively pull my hand away but his grip is firm.

"I don't understand." I say as he begins to wrap the binding around my hand.

"Well, their noses are much larger-"

"I mean I don't understand why you're being so..." I interrupt with an unimpressed look which he returns with a dashing smile.

"Charming?" He offers.

"Nice." I deadpan. He laughs lightly at that. Even if he's not working for Cora anymore and he really does intend to help us.... he's a pirate. Being a sailor, I've many pirates in my travels, none acted in the way Hook is.

"You want me to be mean to you, Kingsley?" He asks rhetorically.

"No, it just doesn't make sense." I mutter under my breath,

"Or perhaps it makes perfect sense," He pauses, leaning down and tightening the binding with his teeth. I suck in a deep breath. "And you just don't know me as well as you think you do." Instead of answering, I mutter a quick thank you before stepping back.

"So what's the plan?" Emma asks, raising a brow at me as though to ask if I'm alright. I give her a quick nod, which she accepts.

"We wait for the giant to fall asleep. When he does, we'll sneak past him into his cave. That's where the treasures lies. Where the compass lies." Hook answers. I sigh heavily, feeling unsettled by the thought of waiting for a giant to fall asleep and hoping he doesn't wake.

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