Captain Swan One Shots

Dreams

Hook's POV
"Killian?"a soft feminine voice whispers behind me. At the mention of my name a shiver runs down my spine. I turn on my heel to be confronted by a bloody siren.

She had bright green eyes that seemed to be edged with worry. Her long blond hair hung down in curls and her lips seemed the color of blood. She wore what seemed to be a red, leather jacket that complimented her quite well. A white shirt clung to her curves and edges with jeans, I think they were called, covered by black boots.

In one word she was jaw dropping gorgeous.

"You alright?"her voice asks, caressing each syllable with love and warmth. My heart sped up with the intensity in her eyes,"Aye love, just lost in thought."I mumble keeping my gaze locked on hers. She smiles a heart stopping smile and grabs my hand. Wait, my hand was back?!

"Good, because Mom and Dad are waiting."she takes me through a door into a lightly lite diner. "Emma! Where were you?"a woman with pale skin and black hair asks walking up to us. Emma? That was her name...it suited her.

Emma chuckles and glances over at me, taking a step closer to snuggle into my side. "Just taking care of a pirate."she says with a hint of something in her voice. Snow looks over at me with a blush brightening her cheeks,"Oh.....I see."she giggles and retreats back to the crowd.

Snow? Where did that come from?

Emma looks down at the ground and away from me. I smirk getting a gut feeling that she wasn't looking away because she needed to sneeze. "Is the Emma Swan blushing?"I taunt in her ear. She slightly jumps and looks up at me, a bright noticeable blush invading her cheeks.

She smiles sheepishly,"And why exactly would I be blushing?"she challenges raising an eyebrow. I smirk and raise an eyebrow too,"Do you really want an answer?"I ask looping my arms around her lower back pulling her closer. I honestly did not know where all this was coming from but it felt....right?

Her blush only becomes darker as she fumbles with her words,"I-you-"she clears her throat and lays her hands on my chest,"I was not and do not blush, Mr. Jones."she says with mock seriousness. "Then that red tint in your cheeks is just the affects of a fight?"I raise my eyebrow again. She laughs,"Now your getting it."

I chuckle and pull her closer, if that was even possible, there was no distance left between us. "Maybe we should...venture on home. There are too many people here to see what I want to do to you."I whisper into her ear only doubling her blood red cheeks.

She smirks as something flashes across her eyes,"And what exactly do you want to do to me, Captain?" I smirk and lean down so my lips are barely over hers,"You'll have to come and see."I whisper with mischievousness dripping from ever word.

A slight shiver over takes her as she raises her hand making up disappear in a cloud of smoke.

We pop back into our house right smack dab in the middle of the kitchen. "So exactly-"she starts but I cut her off by capturing her lips with mine. Wrapping my arms tighter around her I kiss her like I had lost all sense in which she returns immediately.

Wrapping her arms around me she toys with my hair and tilts her head just slightly deepening the kiss. Our lips moved in sync, fire meeting ice.

I loved it when we kissed for obvious reason but most of all because we were balanced. We both lost track of time, drowned in each other's love and never wanted to stop.

She was the first to pull back after a couple more seconds....or minutes. Taking in deep breaths of air she leans her forehead against mine,"That was...."she trails of not being able to find the words.

I burrow my eyebrows as the truth dawns upon me, I was in love with Emma Swan. We had never said it out loud but we knew and now I couldn't hold it back any longer. I knew ever since the beanstalk that she was going to mine, that I wanted her so badly I almost got killed multiple times.

"Emma I...."I take another deep breath of air before continuing,"I love you."I manage to get out. She doesn't reply but only tightens her grip on me letting a couple tears slip out. Opening my eyes I try to get a read on her coming up empty handed. She smiles breathlessly with joy, shock and over all happiness written on her face.

"I love you too."her voice cracks as another tears finds its way down her cheek. I smile back with unbelievable joy and lean in to feel her lips once more in a chaste kiss. (Btw this entire scene WAS NOT sexual at all, I don't write like that)

I shoot up out of my bed nearly making the bed shake. I look down at my left hand to see the stub of my past still remained. I fall back down onto the plush pillow and run my hand through my hair in disbelieve. I'd been having reoccurring dreams of this Emma Swan for nearly a month now and had no idea why.

The Jolly slowly rocked back and forth while the waves lapped at the old wood. I close my eyes and listen to the peacefulness of my home. It had been nearly a century since Milah had been killed in front of me and a century filled with anger and hatred towards the Dark One.

But whenever I dreamt of this Emma it seemed as if all my pain and anguish was wiped away with just the whisper of my name. If this Emma was real then I hope to God that I can find her and hear her call my name. Because I was falling in love with a bloody dream.