Neal Cassidy x Fem!Reader - A Complicated History

Remembering

Previously: 

"Look. Let's say I believe you. How come you remember and I don't?"

The men glanced at each other.




Neal frowned slightly. "I fell into this world years ago."

"And I didn't come over with Regina's spell, so I never lost my memories," Hook added. "But if you had, you would have ended up here in this town with everyone else."

"So, what does that mean? I lost my memories for some other reason?"

"You had to, or you would have gotten them back when Emma broke the spell."

"And how did she manage that?" Hook asked.

"True love's kiss. She loved Henry, and that made her believe in magic. It was the only way to save him."

Hook frowned thoughtfully, looking between you and Neal. "Don't tell me you two haven't--"

"Yes, we've kissed," Neal replied impatiently. "But it obviously didn't do anything."

"That better have been all you did with her."

You scoffed. "Hey! I'm standing right here!" Hook narrowed his eyes.

"Yes, and explain to me why on earth you would choose someone like Baelfire. You could have anyone you want, but you chose the son of the Dark One."

"Well, first of all, I didn't know that. Second, it's not like he's dark or magical. Look at him. He's adorable!" Neal smiled slightly. Hook scoffed.

"He makes me happy, okay? I love him, and that's all that matters."

Neal stepped closer to you. "You still love me, even after...all of this?"

"Of course. I mean, there wasn't really a good time to tell me about your past as a fairy tale character."

"Speaking of that, is anyone going to tell me about how you two met in perhaps the greatest coincidence....ever?" Hook chimed in.

"I worked in New York as a bank teller. I was running late to work and Neal held the subway door for me. He got off on the same stop as I did and I honestly thought he was trying to rob me. But he got me to laugh and break the ice, and I knew he was a sweetheart."

"And I honestly followed her because when she slipped past me, she had this really distinct scent that I liked."

"Sea salt and vanilla," Hook interjected. You raised your eyebrows slightly.

Neal nodded. "I kept following her so that I could smell it, which is what I told her. She thought it was so funny, she almost ran into a pole. I had the biggest, dorkiest smile on my face because it was just so cute. And someone that could make me smile like that was someone I knew I could fall for."

"It was kind of a blur after that," you admitted.

Hook cleared his throat. "But you didn't know that she was my--?"

"How could I have known, Hook? I thought that I left that part of my life behind. I never would have imagined that she had anything to do with it until you showed up."

"But that still doesn't explain how I got here without any memories of my past life," you pointed out. "And if true love's kiss doesn't fix it, then maybe they're just gone."

The two of them frowned.

"Maybe it's not true love," Hook chimed in finally.

"Of course you would say that. You would love for that to be true, wouldn't you?" Neal pressed. "You know, if I knew she was related to you from the beginning, I might have just let that door shut."

You scoffed. "Neal!"

"I'm sorry. But you have to admit--"

"He is as much my brother as you are my fiance. And even if I can't remember him, that doesn't mean that I won't defend him. Now, I don't care what kind of ridiculous history you have. You both care about me and that should be enough!"

Neal stared at you in disbelief. Hook smirked slightly before stepping closer.

"Hate to break it to you, Baelfire, but that's what true love sounds like."

"Spare me, please," you groaned.

"Sorry, Cassie. Can't do that."

"Because you love her," Neal muttered. "You love her."

"She's my sister--"

"But you love her!"

Understanding dawned in Hook's eyes. "Yes. I suppose I do." He turned back to you and put his hands on your shoulders. "And loving me would be harder than loving your fiance, wouldn't it?"

You froze when you felt Hook's lips on your forehead. You inhaled sharply, suddenly feeling something akin to the strongest brain freeze you've ever felt. But with this feeling came bursts of memories.

Growing up with Liam and Killian.

Sword fighting with both of them.

Watching the two of them becoming such successful captains of their own vessels.

Having to see them go off on their own adventures. Leaving you behind.

Finally getting fed up and finding a fairy to grant your wish.

Her warning that all magic comes with a price.

You finding your way through your new world, now completely oblivious to who you really were.



"(Y/N)?" Neal murmured.

You felt someone shake you slightly. "Cassie?"

You opened your eyes, staring at both of them. "Cassandra. My name is....Cassandra Jones."

Hook grinned before enveloping you in a hug. "You remember."

"I remember," you repeated. "Thanks to you."

"I'm sorry about Liam. It....it was all my fault."

"Killian, don't start. It was an accident, I'm sure. But first things first."

You took Neal's hand. "You're the son of the Dark One."

He nodded wordlessly.

"And I don't care. You're not him. You're Neal Cassidy, and regardless of who you were in this life or in another one, I still love you."










".......Just not as much as me," Hook added.

"Killian. Don't start!" you hissed.

"I'm not starting, I'm just saying--" Before he knew what had happened, his sword was once again pressed against his neck.

You smirked slightly. "I will use this." Neal chuckled, slinging an arm around your shoulder.

"That's my fiance." He kissed the top of your head.