Chapter Thirty Two

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Kiliah wept quietly as she watched her Ma's body disappearing beneath the waves. The Dark One would pay for what he did to her parents. But there was something else. She'd always known that her Ma had left a cowardly husband behind, but it would seem that she also left a son. Somewhere, she had a half brother she never knew about.

"Hey!" a muffled voice called out from behind her. "Hey!"

"Allow him to speak," Killian said from beside her. The ship's surgeon had done all he could for Killian's hand and had secured a black cuff to the end of his stump. He turned to face the trader Milah had picked up and who was now tied to the mast with a piece of cloth being removed from his mouth.

"I want my bean," the trader said as his mouth became free.

Killian started to walk over to him. "Let me tell you how it works on my ship," he said, and Kiliah turned to watch him. "I make the demands. You follow them. The bean's now mine."

"You have to give me something for it."

"Oh, I will," Killian replied. "Your life. The chance to join my crew."

The trader laughed in disbelief. "So instead of the promise of eternal life, I get to scrub blood off your decks. How is that right?"

"What if I was to tell you I was about to set sail to a land where none of us will ever grow old?" Kiliah looked over to him in interest. "Where I can discover how to get my revenge on Rumplestiltskin?"

The trader pauses for a moment, then smiles. "I'd say I could live with that."

"Good. What's your name, sailor?"

"William. William Smee." He looked across at one of the shipmates wearing his red hat. "Can I have my hat?"

Killian gestured for the shipmate to pass the hat over, and he throws it to him. "Well, Mr. Smee," Killian said as as Smew put on his hat, "welcome aboard." He showed Smee the bean in his hand and Kiliah realised with a smile he must have swapped the bean over without Rumplestiltskin seeing. "Harden up and get ready to set sail, mates! There's bumpy seas ahead."

"Where are we going, Pa?" Kiliah asked him as he moved forward picking up the hook he used to unsuccessfully stab Rumplestiltskin. He drives it into the black cuff on his missing hand and twists it to secure it before giving her a smile.

"Neverland!"

He tossed the bean into the water ahead of the ship and turned the ship's wheel, grinning as the wind began to pick up. Kiliah watched in awe as a portal opens up in the sea and clung on tight as the ship sailed through it.

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