Frozen |CS FanFic|

four

Snow/Mary Margaret's POV

I sat on a stool near the kitchen island, taking soft sips of my tea. Something was off about Emma when she came home yesterday. I tilted my head; she seemed... worried and scared...? But why? She's safe with us, we both know that David and I would protect our children no matter what. So what was she scared about?

I jumped as I heard someone bang on the door loudly. I glanced at the clock. 5:36 AM. Who on earth would come by this early?

I walked cautiously towards the door, looking back to make sure David would hear me scream if anything went wrong. I swung open the door only to find Hook looking at me bewilderedly.

His hair was tousled, as if he didn't bother to try to comb it before coming here, and his coat was crooked. His eyes had a worried look as he looked behind me.

"Is something wrong?" I asked softly, as if I was talking to a scared deer.

"Is Emma here?" He asked, looking at me with widened eyes. Of course, I thought, smiling to myself, he's in love.

"Yeah, but she's asleep. Do you need anything?" I asked him, trying to calm him down.

He shook his head, "I need to see her."

I looked at him sympathetically, "Hook, if you had a nightmare about Emma, just know that it isn't true, OK? She's safe with us."

He opened his mouth to protest but I stopped him, "If it helps, you can sleep on the couch. At least you're near her."

He quickly replied, "Okay," before adding, "If the lady insists."

I watched in awe as he walked over to the couch. He must really be in love with Emma. I'm glad she found someone like him, even though David isn't quite fond of him. It's nice to know that she has someone who will always be there for her when we can't.

I quietly shut the door and made some tea for him. Once it was made, I walked over and sat it on the small table near him.

"Would you like to talk about it?" I looked at him carefully.

He glanced at me, "Bloody hell, Snow, stop treating me like a child."

I grinned, and joked, "Well, stop acting like one."

He sighed and took a sip of his tea before jerking away. I laughed before saying, "Be careful, it's hot."

He glared at me, "I prefer rum."

I gave him a small smile, "Sorry, we don't have much of that here. Plus, it's bad to drink this early in the morning."

"Well, I'll drink it when I want it," He looked around the kitchen, "And right now, I need it."

"Or," I tried to get him to stop searching the kitchen with his eyes, "You could talk about it."

He gave me a long look before letting out a deep breath, "I did something wrong."

I nodding, trying to seem somewhat understanding.

"Back when Emma and I were in the Enchanted Forest, I accidentally moved something when Emma directly told me not to and might've just let out Storybrooke's new villain. In this dream I had, the woman told me to hold Emma close because soon, she'd be gone. And then I woke up, thinking it was just a dream but I only found her taunting me to come here." He looked up at me, waiting for my advice.

I stopped nodding a long time ago and I quickly closed my opened mouth, "Maybe you were just seeing things?"

He shook his head, "I know the difference between reality and hallucination, and, Snow, this is real. I know what I did in Rumplestiltskin's lair, and apparently, so does she."