Captain Swan One Shots

Until Next Time

Sorry but this is gonna be confusing due to the picture⬆️so Storybrooke is still a town where normal and fairytale people intermix. Killian is the Sheriff and Emma is the pirate of the town so I don't know exactly where I'm going with this. GOOD LUCK TO ME!!

Killian's POV
It's been 2 bloody months since Captain Swan had showed her face in town. 2!  She's always caught up on her ship or getting tangled in somebody else's troubles.

I rake a hand through my hair and let out a groan, this is only reason I hate this job. Captain Swan; she was our number one suspect in so many robberies and disruptions in the town yet no matter how many crimes she commits David and I can't catch her.

She was too quick, half the town was on her side and it was getting annoying. Biting my cheek in thought I jump up out of the desk and grab my black
leather jacket, pulling it on I grab my handcuffs.

I needed some fresh air and maybe.....just maybe I'd run into the Captain.

Letting the door slam behind me I begin walking down the street towards who knows where. My breath coming out in white puffs makes a shiver run up my back, I honestly love winter but in a high speed chase it doesn't aid the car very well.

Slowing down I stop in front of Granny's, debating whether I should grab coffee or not. I'm about to take a step towards the door when it burst open and a figure dressing in all black comes running out.

"Thief! Sheriff Jones do your job!"Granny yells at me from inside. The figure looks up to see me but due to Granny's stubbornness in not lighting up the outside of her restaurant I can't tell who the bloody person is.

I could practically feel them smirk and with a nod they dash past me faster than I can blink. "Bloody..."I mumble under my breath before turning to run after the stranger.

"STOP!" I yell at the man who was only a few feet in front of me running for their life. They turn sharply into an ally, I guess this criminal is a git. It was a dead end.

Catching my breath I turn into the ally, my hand resting protectively on my gun. The figure scurries from wall to wall, trying to find a way to escape. I feel a smirk sneak it's way onto my lips,"Ohhh tough luck mate. Better luck next time." I can't help but laugh.

Backing into the shadows the figure conceals itself as I make my way closer to it. Suddenly 4 dark dressed men rush out of darkness coming straight at me. I take a quick step back and punch one of them straight in the nose making a satisfying crack echo through the ally.

Clutching their nose it falls to the ground in a heap as another shadow rushes at me. What I didn't notice was the cutlass they had pulled out right as it slipped into my side. I let out a small cry and push the man off of me.

The last 2 figures rush at me with their swords raised and ready to kill me. Surprisingly myself I suck up the pain and kick one in the stomach, grabbing the cutlass out of it's hands just as it fell.

Turning I face my last opponent feeling my side start to throb due my new gift. It was the man who robbed Granny's, but something was different with this one. Just the way he carried himself radiated cockiness and arrogance.

Taking a step forward he raises his sword connecting with mine and chuckles, clearly understanding that I was at a disadvantage. I clench my jaw and stand up straighter trying to fight off the pain as much as I could.

We go back and forth, switching who had the upper hand every so often until I lose my footing. Taking advantage of this they knee me in my wound making me lose my breath. My head was throbbing and my eye sight had slightly blurred making everything unclear.

Letting go of the cutlass I clutch my stomach and double over. The figure takes a step towards me, towering over me like he was trying to rub it in that he had won. "Go ahead.....kill me!"I yell between clenched teeth.

I hear a cutlass smack the ground and a hand gently pull me up. But what happened next I would never forget. Stepping closer to me it closes the gap between us and connects our lips. My eyes go wide as the thought of kissing a stranger until their hand found my wound.

A bright light flashes from my stomach as relief floods my body and the immense throbbing finally subsided. I only knew 1 person who had the guts to kiss me and had magic.

Captain Swan.

She pulls her lips slowly off of mine leaving my newly healed insides on fire. Smirking she waves her hand making her injured crew vanish in a cloud of white magic. While she was occupied I took her in. She hadn't changed much other than her golden, curled hair was much longer.

Her bright, captivating green eyes still twinkled with every smart remark she shot at me. Her lips, dare I say it, we're are even more irresistible than before. She wore her usual attire of her strange black coat with leather pants and boots. She was bloody gorgeous.

Returning her attention to me she smirks,"Until next time Sheriff."then she was gone.

My thoughts were jumbled and I had lost all speech but I still managed to smirk.

Did I mention she was my true love?