Once Upon A Wonderland~ Killian Jones

The Midnight Sunset

Word count: 1431

My feet slapped the tile floor. I had dropped my handbag and the only thing I had in my hand were my phone and keys, so I was ready to drive away without a moment's hesitation.

I was running as fast as I could. My mind was going a mile a minute and my heart was jumping like a jack rabbit. She remembers.

I skidded to a stop in front of the nurses station and slammed my hands on the desk to steady my body. I could feel the adrenaline racing through my veins. The nurse, who was falling asleep at such a late hour, jumped at the loud noise.

"I need the stats on the patient in room 253, Belle." I breathed, heaving from the exercise. The nurse blinked.

"Right away, Doctor." She swiveled in her chair and started typing into her computer. Impatient, I clicked my nails on the counter and waited. Could she be any slower?

"Miss Belle was discharged earlier this afternoon by Dr. Shepard. Apparently she read fully lucid." She relayed the information.

Words can't even begin to describe the happiness I felt. I wanted to jump and shout, yell that my best friend was okay to the whole world. "Thank you, thank you so much!" I cried, snatching my belongings off the table and sprinting away from the nurses station towards the parking lot.

I reached the main entrance and bolted for the door, running as fast as I could, I was almost there-

I slammed into a figure clad in black. The momentum made me fall back onto the floor, landing on my back with a painful jolt. "Hey, watch where you're going!" I shouted impatiently.

"Grace! I thought your shift ended an hour ago," The figure said. I wiped my bangs away from my face and was shocked to see that it was Killian, out of the hospital robe and in a black leather pirate suit. I was taken aback; the rings on his hand and the eyeliner under his eyes were such different traits than I was used to. And of course, there was the hook.

I looked at the gleaming metal hook with worry in my chest, remembering how it rendered me unconscious the day we met. Gleaming and razor-sharp, Killian could easily tear out my heart with one swipe.

"Grace? Are you alright, love?" His voice broke me out of my fearful stupor. My blue eyes met his, and traveled down to the hand he was extending to help me. Feeling icy cold in my chest, I stood up by myself and rubbed my back.

"I'm fine." I said coldly. "Have you been discharged?"

"I have." Killian said with a smile. "Or at least, that's what the doctor said when I signed all those fancy forms. Where are you going in such a hurry?"

"I-" I was so close to telling him what I'd learnt. But the hook, gleaming in the light, reminded me of what he had done to Belle. I couldn't trust him, this man with a hook. "I forgot.. to, uh... I forgot to feed my cat?" I said, hoping it sounded convincing enough.

"Oh, well, let me accompany you to your horse."

"Car."

"Right, car," He held out an elbow for me, but I didn't trust this Killian. I didn't know him.

"Thanks for offering, but I'm okay. I can get there by myself." I made my excuses, beginning to wander towards the doors.

"Oh, it's no trouble, lass. At least let me walk with you." He pressed, opening a door for me. I opened the other door for myself and walked through, trying to get him to take the hint, but he kept going.

"Fine," I muttered. I walked at a fast pace in place of running for manners' sake.

"So, what's your cat's name?"