Captain Swan - Wild at Heart

Chapter Two

I am so sorry I took this long to update! I've been struggling with this chapter for a while because I had half of it written but wasn't happy with it. I'm still not, but hopefully I will be able to update sooner this time. Thanks for being patient with me.

I owe a huge thanks to Rouhn for her help with this story and for the ideas because I wanted to change the original plot so many times, but she kept me on the right track :)

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Sweetheart? What happened?"

Emma could hear the concern in her mother's voice as she closed her eyes, doing her best to contain the anger she felt. She had went to the airport security about her stolen bag and after arguing and making contemptuous remarks towards him for not watching his post properly and letting a thief escape with a stolen bag in broad daylight, she had gotten absolutely nowhere. Even with some hard negation and idle threats to sue the place, clearly making them aware that she was a lawyer and a damn good one, the only outcome she had received were threats of detainment and arrest. So she had waited impatiently in the VIP lounge for what felt like an eternity, putting a stop to all of her credit cards over the phone and cursing under her breath, just so the staff could tell her that there was no Killian Jones in their system before offering more bad coffee and useless apologies for the unfortunate event. She had missed her flight, unwilling to let such a thing go.

The sky was turning grey and cloudy when Emma stormed out of the airport in a flurry of anger, dragging her suitcase behind her as she held her phone in her other hand.

She actually felt sympathy for the poor asshole because if she ever ran into him again, there was going to be hell to pay.

"Emma? You there?"

Emma explained what happened to her worried mother, her voice whiny and full of irritation from her horrible day and her eyes swollen with threatening tears. "I missed my flight and now I have no money, credit card or ID. And you should have seen how the staff treated me, Mommy; like I was the criminal instead of the victim."

"That's awful, honey. Hold on just a second," her mother told her as Emma heard her father in the background. Her parents' voices became muffled and she could tell that Mary Margaret had covered the speaker and she could hear her trying to calm him. After a moment, Emma could hear the phone being shuffled around.

"Emma?" Her father's voice was full of concern after collecting the phone from his wife.

"Hi Daddy."

"Hold tight, princess. I'm coming to get you myself."

Emma shook her head even though they couldn't see her. "No, Daddy. You can't just leave town. You're the mayor and besides, I won't make it in time for the wedding if you do. I can just get another flight."

She heard him sigh heavily. "I don't care, you're my daughter and more important to me than this town. And we can push back the wedding if we have to. Walsh will understand. Although, the wedding planner, the catering service, florist and musicians we hired may not, but all that matters is getting you home safely."

Emma smiled weakly as a tear spilled down her cheek. She was lucky to have parents who cared about her. "It's okay. Could you just wire me some cash so I can buy some food?"

"Of course, sweetheart. And you can use my credit card to purchase a flight. But are you sure you don't want me to come and get you?"

"Yeah, I'm sure." Emma did not like the idea of a long road trip. She just wanted to get home as quickly as possible and sleep in her own bed.