Finding Emma

Chapter 19

THREE WEEKS LATER
"Why the hell are we in Port Royal?!" Emma and Elizabeth said in unison.

"We're just getting supplies and leaving. Turner! Sparrow! Escort the ladies to the tavern" Hook said. About a week or two ago Emma and Hook got into an argument about the war. Now they both didn't want to even see each other.

"Right away, captain" Sparrow said as Turner and him walked off the deck and to the tavern with the ladies.

Emma looked back and saw the rest of the crew getting off to get the supplies. Emma and Hook locked eyes before she turned her head back around.

Once getting to the tavern and finding s table the boys went to order drinks.

"I'll be right back" Elizabeth told Emma and got up leaving the table.

"Well well" a man said right by Emma's ear. "If it isn't Emma Swan. The princess who became a pirate, came back from the dead, made Hoo--"

"You leave him out of this!" She turned around to the man. He had to be 10 years older then her. "What do you want?"

He grabbed a lock of her hair sand twirled it in his fingers. But Emma slapped his hand away. "Hook stole many many things from me. You can be that payment"

"In your dreams" she said not afraid of his threat.

He grabbed the collar of her red leather jacket. "You will come with me or--"

"Or what?"

He cocked his gun and aimed it at her leg right by a major blood vessel.

"You really think I'm afraid of dying? I've done it before"

"Yes but your dear captain won't know about this. No way to save you" the man said before he heard the sound of another gun cock behind his head.

"Leave the girl out of this" Hook said.

The man chuckled as he turned around. Emma was still sitting on the table with the gun on her leg.

"I'm getting tired of stupid threats" she said before the gun was out of the mans hand and in hers. She also had his arm bent and locked behind him. The crack let them know she broke an arm. "Now, you can leave, I can detach your arm, or my dear captain" she said imitating the man "could put a bullet through your head. You choose before I choose for you" she bent his arm back more.

"Fine!" He said. "I'll leave"

Emma let go of his arm as he left. Hook put his gun down as Turner, Elizabeth, and Sparrow came over. "I don't need your help"

"Really? Because a gun doesn't seem like you have it under control"

"I'm okay with dying...again" she said as if it was no big deal even though she knew it was a sensitive subject on him. She got up, pushed passed them, and left.

Everyone then looked at Elizabeth. "Yeah yeah I got it" she grabbed Hooks flask as she walked out following Emma's path.