Unexpected love

Chapter Fifty Four: Hostages

|Prepare for a very very long and also last chapter 🙂|

Killian's POV

"Jack....Helen."

"Hands up!"

"Look, whatever your thinking of doing, don't. Killing us isn't going to make Emma like you any faster."

"We don't care about that no more. She doesn't like us anymore, so we are returning the favour."

"Please, there is children here."

Helen lowered her gun and whispered something into Jack's ear. He smiled and shook his head.

"You."

He pointed at Mary Margaret who stood, frozen in her spot.

"Go into the other room, get his child and give her to him. NOW."

Mary Margaret nodded her head and Helen followed her with the rifle in her hand, pointing at Mary Margaret's back incase she did something other than what she was instructed.

"You can just sit down on the couch over there."

He pointed at the couch that was sitting in the reception. He still had the gun in his hand, pointing at me. So I had no choice but to do what he said if I wanted to get out of this alive.

Moments later, Mary Margaret walked back into the reception with Sophie in her arms. She walked towards me but Jack stood infront of her.

"Give the child to Helen."

"What?"

"No!"

"Do it now, or I'll shoot you! I will, I mean it!"

Helen tapped Mary Margaret on the shoulder and held out her arms. She looked at me and I shook my head at her. She closed her eyes and handed Sophie to Helen. My heart shrivelled up in my chest.

"Well, isn't my granddaughter beautiful."

"She will never be anything to you!"

"Ah ah ah. Keep that mouth shut, or do I have to use this gun?"

He pointed the gun at me once again. Sophie all of a sudden started crying. Helen looked at me and then back at Sophie.

"Why is she crying?"

"It's what babies do, maybe try finding out."

"No, you tell us."

"I won't know unless I hold her."

"Absolutely not. We aren't that gullible."

"Well then she's going to cry."

"Don't be snappy with us."

"I want to hold my daughter."

"No, because then we don't have leverage."

Helen started to rock Sophie and I clenched my jaw at the sight. If Jack wasn't pointing the gun at me, I would've had my hands around Helen's neck ages ago.

After a few minutes, Sophie fell asleep from exhaustion. Helen placed her in her pram that I brought with me.

"Any idea when Emma is going to be here?"