Hope: A Captain Swan Fanfiction

Chapter 7

        One bean. A single bean was what Emma found in the bean field. She rolled it around in her fingertips, cherishing the rare thing, the last one of its kind. Only a few days ago, the bean field was full of life, thousands of beans growing up towards the sun. Now, it looked as if they had all been burned, the plants dark as coal.

        She turned around to face Neal, placing the bean in his hand. “It’s all we’ve got”, she said. “It’s our only hope. So keep it safe.” She glared up at him until he secured it in his pocket, making her feel much safer than before.

        She sighed deeply. “Good. Now for the ship. Ugh, the ship…” she groaned. How was she supposed to get a ship? She didn’t know anyone who owned a ship except Killian. A lot of good that was. The only place she knew to go to find a ship were the docks. She suggested it to Neal, and off they went, in search of the last thing that could make it for them…this was Emma’s one shot. She couldn’t blow it. She would find a way, no matter how much she had to do to get what she wanted. She wasn’t just about to lose sight of seeing Killian.

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        Killian sat against the wall in the back corner of the cell, looking up at the ceiling. All he could think about was Emma. How was she? Was she safe? Did she miss him and much as he missed her? And most of all, would he ever see her again? Every minute that passed brought more and more doubt. She was so far away from him…much too far.

        Throwing him out of his trance, the bars to the jail cell opened and in came Tink, shutting them behind her. She placed herself next to Killian, drawing her legs up to her chest and wrapping her arms around them, resting her head on her knees. He looked over at her and sighed.

        “Hi”, was all she offered up.

        “Tink”, he said, a slight groan detected in his voice. She was the reason he was here, and it was all for a lie. She didn’t need his help at all. In fact, she was Pan’s lover now. She was practically an enemy.

        She sighed. “Remember the old times? It was you and I, together, inseparable. So in love. Then you left, in search for revenge. And you forgot about me.” Her expression gradually faded to a gloomy one as she talked.

        “It looks like you forgot about me as well”, Killian said.

        Tink swallowed. “I changed a lot while you were gone.”

        “Yeah?  Well I did too. But at least I came in search for you when I thought you were in trouble. I left Emma. To help you. And you betrayed me.”

        Tink kept silent as she turned her face away.

        “Why did you come in here, love? What did you want?”

        When Tink turned back, a tear was visible in her eye. “Nothing. Nothing at all.” She stood up, nearly toppling over and laughed as she backed out. “Peter Pan and I are so in love! Our love was nothing compared to the love I have for Peter!” She kept laughing as she stumbled her way out of the cell.

        Killian sighed. It was sad to see how delusional Tink was going. She had no idea whose side she wanted to be on. Only time would tell. Killian could only hope he didn’t come here for nothing.

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        Emma sat down on the bench, trying to catch her breath. Neal sat down beside her, a sort of sadness in his eyes as he looked over at her. The search for a ship had been a fail as none of them were up for sale, rent, or anything. Emma felt as if she had no hope. Neal reached an arm around her, trying to comfort her. She was too worn out to shake him off, thinking only of some sort of way to get to Killian. There was something she could do, she knew it. She just needed to figure out what it was.

        As if reading Emma’s mind, Neal said, “We’ll figure something out.” He was trying to say anything even partially comforting at this point, just so Emma would be able to smile once again. He could see how torn up she was over this, and he didn’t want to see her this way anymore.

        Emma channeled everything inside of her, searching everything inside for just a figment of something. Anything. Finally, she thought back on her moments with Killian. The last time she had to save him. Without even trying, she was able to make some kind of rainbow fire form in her hand, making Regina back off instantly. It was a kind of magic that was so powerful, Regina couldn’t even imagine how Emma had pulled it off. Surely, if Emma could do that, she could summon a ship using magic. Couldn’t she?

        That was it. Emma stood up, a smiling curling upon her lips as she ran to the edge of the docks, lifting her head up and closing her eyes. She channeled all of the strong feelings she had. All of the hopelessness, the want for Killian, the little bits of hope that she did have…everything. They all mixed together in her mind, and all of the sudden, the world grew a few shades darker, allowing for a massively bright light to project its way into the ocean. Even with her eyes closed, it was the brightest thing Emma had ever seen in her life.

        After it dissolved, Emma opened her eyes to see a ship, its sails unfurling and blowing in the breeze. She turned to her right to see Neal. Instantly, she pulled him into a hug, laughter filling the air. “I did it!” she said as she let go. “I made a ship appear out of nowhere! Did you see that Neal?” she said, jumping up and down and pointing towards it.

        He laughed, stuffing his hands in his coat pockets. “I don’t know how I couldn’t have.” He smiled, staring out, hardly believing what he had just seen. Neal looked over at her once again. “You’re amazing, Emma, you know that?  That was incredible.”

        Emma smiled, looking down at the ground. Emma could hardly believe what she had done. “Well, what are we waiting for?” she said, looking back up at Neal. “Let’s go pack some stuff and leave for Neverland!”

        Neal laughed and tried to keep up with Emma, who was practically sprinting to get home.

         It was official. Emma had never been so excited in her life. She was about to see Killian again. Emma thought back on the pain she had felt earlier in the coffee shop. She was almost positive something was wrong with Killian in Neverland. She didn’t understand how she could possibly know. Of course, she didn’t understand how she could use magic either. Maybe this wasn’t a matter of simply going to see Hook. Maybe she was saving his life.