Amelia wakes in a different bed wearing a man's shirt. She blinks the tiredness out of her eyes as memories of the previous night flood her mind. Amelia looks next to her, finding that Killian is not there. She sits up, noticing a neatly folded stack of clothes with a note on top. Amelia slowly walks to the pile and reads the note. 'My Love, I've placed some clothes for you here. Since you wanted us to be a secret, I left early. Should we rotate or would you prefer I leave early? Meet me on the deck as soon as the afternoon sun shines over our ship. I love you -Killian' Amelia reads to herself as she pulls out black skinny jeans and a plain white t-shirt.
On a nearby chair lies a female- cut black leather jacket with another note attached. 'Oh, one last surprise for this morning... Hope you like it. The jacket was my old jacket when I first began leading these seadogs. I tailored it to fit you, my Princess. See you soon- Killian' Amelia reads silently as she slips into the outfit, completing it with red converse and her new leather jacket. After applying eyeliner in a cat-eye design, some mascara, and a light pink lipgloss, she walks to the deck to begin the day.
"Good morning, Cap'n Jones," Smee says as he approaches her. "Goodmorning, Smee. Say, have you seen Captain Hook around? It's 11:45 and I must meet him around here at the noon sun," Amelia asks as she studies the deck. Smee smiles,"Yes, ma'am. He is actually below in the..." "In the what?" Amelia chuckles. Smee whispers, "The ballroom. We don't tell people we have one... This used to be a leisure ship 'Til the Cap'n fixed her up into an exceptional warship. Go down two flights of stairs, he waits for you. Says it's important business." Amelia nods and heads toward the stairwell.
* * *
Rose sits in her tent with Michael in her lap as John tries to draw her on her sketch pad. "Rose, I'm almost finished," John says assuringly with his little accent. He reveals an... Interesting interpretation of Rose. With her face dismantled and more limbs that can be counted, she smiles. "It's beautiful!" Rose exclaims. John smiles. She hugs him. "Can we play outside, Rose?" Michael asks as he points to the door.
"Well, Felix will be here soon. He's going to take you boys swimming in a nearby lake. Does that sound fun?" Rose asks as she brushes Michaels soft, blonde hair away from his beautiful, blue eyes. John looks at her with his deep, brown eyes,"Yeah! I love to swim. I swim like- I swim like a shark!" He jumps up and down excitedly as he imitates his own interpretation of a shark noise. John's brown hair flops up and down as he hops.
"Hey," Felix says as he walks in. "Hey. Boys, Felix is here for you," Rose says as they hug her. "And there's someone here for you," Pan says as he steps in. Felix leaves with the boys as tension floods the room. "You still mad?" He asks as he sits beside her. "Mad that you abandoned my best friend on the side of the road? I get that you were little too, but you didn't reach out. She went through abuse while you stole children! I honestly don't want to talk to you. Go away," she stands up and walks to the kitchen. Pan follows. He grabs her face, pulling her into an aggressive, yet passionate kiss. They pull back.
Rose glares at him, as if nothing happened. Pan pulls her into another passionately aggressive kiss, but this time he cries between it. Tears from his eyes drip to her face as he pulls away. "That last one was a message. I love you. It makes me angry that I let my own sister rot. But you think I don't feel bad? I have a passion for finding her that was developed a few years ago. And... It makes me extremely upset that now you hate me. Goodbye, Rose. Talk to me when you're ready, but I will not stop trying," without another word, Pan leaves briskly as tears run down his face.
Rose sits down with a frown on her face. I hate seeing him hurt, but watching him cry is kind of enjoyable... Stop it, Rose! That's rude! But still, Amy was abused and unprotected because of him! He's going to have to work hard to get me back, Rose thinks to herself as she fiddles with the charm on her bracelet.
* * *
"Where are we?" A woman with short black hair, brown eyes, and a black pantsuit says as she looks around the forest. "Regina, you know exactly where we are," a man with longer brown hair, brown eyes, and an accent ranging from British to Scottish says. "I know, Gold. At least I'm familiar with this magic," Regina states as she walks around. An innocent looking blonde woman faces them," Look over there. Looks like The Jolly Roger. Let's pay a visit to my old friend, Captain Jones."
* * *
"Captain?" Amelia asks cautiously as she studies the extravagant ballroom for seadogs. "All clear, Amy," Hook says as he walks up and kisses her gently on the mouth. She kisses him back passionately as things begin to escalate. Hook slowly slides her jacket down her shoulders. It falls to the floor as she runs her hand through the back of his hair. Knock, Knock. At the sound of someone approaching, the two pull away quickly. Hook hands Amelia her jacket and invites the person in,"Enter." Smee slowly walks into the room, "Ah. Yes. Captain... I mean Captains, we need to land on the nearby island and retrieve supplies." Hook nods,"Aye. We'll make a quick stop. Bye morning, we're off." Smee nods and leaves immediately.
As soon as the door is shut Hook and Amelia face each other. "Tonight I'll be the only one in a green tent. I'll have it pitched further away from the boys. We can continue our enjoyable dance there. I'll see you when we land, okay?" He says as he kisses her cheek. Amelia nods as they walk out together and head in separate directions.
* * *
Amelia softly whispers into Hook's tent nervously, "It's me." He opens the tent with excitement. "Oh do come in, my love," Hook whispers as he walks her in. Amelia watches as he closes up the tent. She smiles as he walks behind her. "Where were we," he whispers. His breath causes chills to shoot down her spine. "I'm sorry. I can't do this while fully aware," Amelia says nervously. Hook smirks and pulls out a large bottle of rum,"Understood."
* * *
Rose sits alone, watching the stars as they shine above her. Pan's smile floods her mind. Happiness clouds her thoughts. A memory of his tears falling onto her tent floor pierces her happy memories, causing them to deflate instantly. "Oh Pan," Rose whispers to herself sadly. Someone sits beside her and lets out an extended sigh. "Long day?" Rose asks without looking to her side. "Yeah," the voice continues,"screwed up with my sister... Which caused my girlfriend to hate me.
If she'd talk to me, I'd tell her that there's not a day that goes by where I don't regret hurting Amelia. I was like three years old. My judgement wasn't the best back then." Rose smirks. Without another word, she turns and kisses the person now identified as Pan. He passionately kisses her back, softly biting her bottom lip. She smiles between the kiss and wraps her arms around his neck. Pan holds her face with his hand, pressing their lips together more intensely as the kiss commences.
* * *
After already drinking countless bottles of rum and various alcohol, Amelia and Hook kiss passionately while laughing drunkenly. Hook slides Amelia's jacket off of her shoulders as she unbuttons his shirt. When her jacket drops to the floor beside their shoes, Amelia helps pulls Hook's shirt off his back and onto the floor. She runs her hands down his chest to his abdomen. Hook lifts her onto his waist, her legs wrapped around him. He stumbles back and blows out the fire in the lantern as they continue.
* * *
Pan smiles at Rose as she lays her head on his bare chest. They lie under the roof of her tent as moonlight shines through. Rose sleeps quietly in some loose-fitting Lost Boy pants and a long Lost Boy shirt while Pan lays bare chested with loose-fitting Lost Boy pants. She breathes softly as dreams fill her mind while hopes fill his.
I really screwed up with Amelia. I will not make that mistake with Rose. If anything happens to her- if I lose her... I lose every ounce of goodness in my body, Pan thinks to himself as he drifts off to sleep.
* * *
"Emma, I thought we were going to the ship!" Regina exclaims as she exhaustingly follows the blonde woman. "Tomorrow. We'll camp here for tonight,"Emma says with a smirk as she walks to a large campfire.
