Wish

Chapter 4 Bottle

'I thought you deserved more explanation of where I am, Papa. Well, rather, I know you expected it, or I would be secluded and banned onto the ship for weeks. There is another realm, where someone just like you, had your same life, up until the curse existed. Your paths took different turns, but you had the same history. In this realm, there's another version of Mum, and when she was in our realm, I followed her here just to see someone like her again. I miss you, and they have magic here, and I can get home soon. Don't worry- you'll get yourself more grey hair. They're taking good care of me.' 

in Wish realm, Killian read the note from inside the bottle, after hearing Molly's voice come out of it, saying to read the note. His lip curved, as she joked playfully in the note, he knew she was safe, her handwriting was just like his. 

He took a deep breath, and felt a bit more eased that he had received this much information. It was curious to him thinking of another version of himself out there whom was exactly the same, aside from a few decades of life. 

In Storybrooke, after a few days, Molly was settling in a bit.

"Come on Henry, you have to watch his left side, even if he has that hook, he knows how to maneuver!" Molly called out coaching Henry on a sword fight with Killian. 

Killian looked at her and rose his brow, skeptically. "AH!" Henry bested him, getting his sword from his hand. 

"Good form," He praised the boy with a pat on his head. "Thanks for the tip Molly," Henry smiled. 

"How about a milkshake?" Killian offered. "You buying? I just beat you," Henry smiled. "What's a milkshake?" Molly asked curiously.

"Oh you're gonna love it, come on," Henry said. 

Killian smiled, unable to contain fatherly pride. Henry held his hand out, "Here," Killian placed things in his hand. 

Regina waltzed up to him, "Well that's a nice smile," She complimented. "Mm, the girl literally told Henry how to beat me, I feel slightly betrayed," He chuckled at himself. 

"Henry is sharing the world of milkshakes with her," Killian said. "Great, we send her home to the Enchanted Forest needing a dentist," Regina joked. 

"You given anymore thought on?" He hinted. "Yeah I did actually, I say let's do it," Regina smiled. His brows danced up, "I mean not right this second," She pushed him playfully with a blush. "But, I mean, yeah, let's have a baby," Regina smiled.

"You know Molly means wished for, kind of fate if you think about that," He said. "Right, she was born in a wish realm," Regina said. 

He kisses her passionately outside Granny's. 

Killian and Regina's gently loving moment wasn't unseen. The pair kiss through the glass of a spyglass that extends from across the street behind another building. 

The focus through the glass changes as it moves to Molly through the window in Granny's. 

The man, grins, pushing the spyglass closed, and swaggering off in the opposite direction. 

While Molly wouldn't trade the Papa that loved her for anything in the world, she couldn't deny she was happy being around a version of her mother again. 

There was subtle differences, and of course their paths, but this Regina was so much like her mother, that Molly loved spending time there. 

"Is there no way to get the wish realm here?" Molly asked Regina. "I'm not sure, we were transported there by a wish. It's a completely different realm, but so is the original enchanted forest, there could be something magical I could cook up," Regina boasted. 

"Really?" Molly asked. "Of course," Regina nodded assuringly. "You know, you never told me who the man was that threatened you and your mom, it would be useful probably to know about," Regina said.

"Why?" Molly asked.

"Well if the wish realm has copies of everyone, there is a chance there's a copy of the person here," Regina said. 

"But you're a hero more or less here, no one is angry with you as the Evil Queen are they?" Molly asked.

"Well no, but that doesn't mean that the person who attempted to hurt you, for revenge on your mother doesn't feel that revenge awaken if they see you," Regina said.

"My Papa spoke of revenge," Molly said. "Yes, your Papa knows all too well how deep revenge can go," Regina said.

"The crocodile," Molly mused. "Yes, and that was centuries." Regina said. "Sometimes revenge can disappear for a bit, but if someone is reminded of something from the past.." Regina explained. 

"But they wouldn't know who I am here since you don't have a Molly here," Molly said. "That's true, but given the Evil Queen was around here recently, as split from myself, they may have been reminded," Regina said.

"Where is she?" Molly asked. "Oh Henry put her in the book, she's in her own place," Regina said. 

Regina's instincts were indeed correct. The Evil Queen recently appearing in the town had awakened some previous curse revenge. While they didn't know Molly exactly in Storybrooke, the small town was aware the child was the daughter of the same Queen, no matter what version. 

Molly was in danger. 

Regina couldn't help include Killian in her worries about someone possibly threatening Molly. "Alright, I'll keep a sword on and keep tight watch to the child," He assured her. "Least I can do for my sort of blood relative," Killian shrugged.

"Good," Regina sighed. "I'm going to talk to Gold, and see if there's a way I can access Wish Realm," Regina said. "You meant send Molly back?" He asked.

"Little more. I want to see if there is actually a magical way to make our lives a lot less separated." Regina said. "You have a look in your eye," He winked. "Oh?" Regina asked. "Yeah, that look you get when you want to do something powerful, it's sexy," He grinned.

"Ok, baby making later, watch your ... ummm Jones relative," Regina kissed him heading off. 

Into the evening, "So sixteen, any courting or my other version is a strict kind of father?" Killian asked. "No courting yet, he says I can only have that once I'm old enough to have rum," Molly said.

"Sounds like me," Killian chuckled, and had a sip from his rum bottle. "When would you say I'm old enough?" Molly asked.

"Me? Well, I mean you're sixteen now, but I feel irresponsible letting you try it, without his consent," he said. 

"May I ask you something?" He quirked. "Sure," Molly shrugged. 

"How did your Papa deal with you as a baby?" He asked holding up his hook. "Oh, very carefully he used to say, apparently I was pretty patient," She told him.

Killian smiled softly, and nodded. "I suppose he just knew how to manage diapers and things after centuries with the hook," he mused.

"Basically, he said tying them was tricky," Molly nodded. "Mmm, you love him, your Papa," Killian said.

"Yes I do," Molly smiled.