Captain Swan One-Shots

Second Chance, Part Two

A few days later, Belle was humming happily as she closed the library door behind her. She made sure it was locked before she began making her way to her apartment.

As she walked, she couldn't help but slide her thumb over the binding of the two books in her hand: A Tale of Two Cities and Oliver Twist.

One of the perks of Belle working in the library was borrowing books that she wanted to read before she went out and bought them.

Her phone then beeped in her purse. She grabbed it and smiled at the text message from August. She messaged him back before placing the phone back.

When she looked back up, she realized that she had ran into someone.

"Oh my goodness - I'm so sorry!" Belle profusely apologized as she bent down to pick up her books.

"It wasn't all your fault, lass. I wasn't looking where I was going," the man told her before he offered his hand to help her up.

Belle nodded as she took his hand. When she was standing, she let go of his hand and looked up at him.

She was taken aback when she saw the same blue eyes that she saw in the mirror every day.

She swore that she saw a flash of recognition in the man's eyes before he quickly made an excuse to go: "I do apologize for running into you, lass. I hope you have a nice day."

He then made his way past Belle and began swiftly walking in that direction.

For a few moments, all she could do was stand there in shock. She then shook her head and let out a breath.

Though she only had her own and her brother's eyes, as well as a misplaced, faded photo that she wasn't sure why she kept as a reference, it was hard to deny.

Yet, she could scarcely believe it. Could her father - the man who had abandoned her - really live in the same city as her?

Considering that she had found the brother that she wasn't even aware that she had a year and a half ago - and he was also dating her best friend - she supposed the notion wasn't too far-fetched.

She took a deep and calming breath before she started walking toward Killian's apartment. Hopefully, he could give her some clarity about the situation.

A few minutes later, she knocked on her brother's door. She heard him call out, "Swan, you're an..." He trailed off when he opened the door to his sister.

She took note of his navy blue button-down shirt, black leather vest, and black jeans before she caught sight of the unlit candles on the table. She then apologized, "Oh, Killian, I'm so sorry. You and Emma have a date -I'll just come back."

Before she could turn around, Killian observed, "Wait, love, you seem quite distressed. Is everything okay?"

"I'll be fine," Belle tried to reassure, but her brother knew better. He stepped aside to let her in, but she protested, "You have a date, Killian."

"You do remember who my girlfriend is, don't you? Your best friend, Emma - I know she'd understand," he pointed out. He then told her, "And besides, she won't be here for another hour."

Belle offered a small smile before she walked inside. When she sat down on the couch, she let out a deep breath.

Killian sat down beside her and asked, "Alright, love, tell me what's wrong."

The brunette was silent as she thought about what to say. She then told him, "When I was leaving work, I ran into some... someone."

Killian tilted his head for a moment before his brows furrowed in anger. He then seethed, "It was that bastard who broke your heart, wasn't it? If he said something to hurt..."