Once Upon The Underworld (Once Upon A Time)

Chapter 5: "Dad"

Hook's POV:

How can this be? First, Emma shows up with her family and now Milah's telling me we have a daughter. As far as Emma goes, I hope whatever they've done to get here backfires. That woman just can't let me go. Granted I am irresistible. I stepped forward on the docks, the loose boards creaking under my feet. "Why don't we go somewhere else and, um, discuss this? My ship, perhaps?" I suggested. On our way there, I heard the girl whisper to her mother, "He doesn't want me does he?" and Milah reply, "Of course he does, dear. He just doesn't know you yet." We sat on the deck of my ship, myself on one side near the mast and Milah and her daughter on the across from me. "So," I said, rubbing my hands together nervously. "This is our child?" Milah and Izzy nodded at the same time. "How?" I asked again. "Well, darling," Milah began. "When Rumplestiltskin crushed my heart, that day on your ship, I had been planning to tell you that I was with child. When he killed me," she looked at Izzy, "he killed our daughter as well." Something inside me boiled at hearing those words. "Bloody crocodile!" I shouted, hitting the side of the boat. "He took everything I could've had! You, our child, my hand, now my life. All for his own self righteousness!" I stepped down off the ship and onto the dock. "Where are you going?" Milah called after me, gripping to her daughter's hand. "To find the crocodile!" I returned. "And make him pay for what he's done!" Milah followed. "Killian, please!" she pleaded with me. "He will get what he deserves. It's only a matter of time. How do you think he'll react when he knows we have a child together, don't you think he'll go after her?" I looked at my daughter. She was leaning over the side of the ship staring at the water. Even through the fog I could see a worried expression about her. I looked at Milah. "Alright," I agreed. I walked back over to the ship and stood in front of Izzy. "Hello, Izzy," I said. You'd think it would be easier to talk to a child that's your own, but it was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. I only hoped we could be as close as her and her mother already are, if not closer. She looked up and smiled. "Hi." "I heard you talking to your mother earlier," I said. "Heard you saying you thought I didn't want you. I just want you to know that I do. I suppose I was just shocked because I never knew I had a daughter. But Izzy I sure am glad I do." She grinned. "Thanks, Killian. I'm glad your my father." "You know," I said. "Killian's a bit formal. You could call me Dad." "Okay, then," Izzy said. "Dad."