A/N: Hi guys this is a new story of mine that I thought of last night. I loved the season premiere and thought this would be a fun little side story to add onto the plot. Just pretend that Elsa hasn't popped out of her bottle yet and it's fairly soon after Hook and Emma kissed, Rumple and Belle got married, and the whole Marian thing happened. I'm just gonna say flat out that I am a major Captain Swan fan,(but I respect all of the other ships out there, too!) and this will basically revolve around the face that I don't think it would be that easy for Emma to come around. What if she had things on her mind that were getting in the way? There are going to be a couple rules to the ships in this story, however:
No August: I'm sorry, but in the actual show there really was no relationship evolving there... maybe more of a brother-sister kind of love but I think it stopped there. Sorry:(
No SwanQueen: Nothing against the ship, but I'm trying to follow the actual show as much as possible, and the fact of the matter is: They kinda hate each other.
That one guy from New York I forgot his name: He was a flying monkey. Enough said.
But yeah that's really about it... I hope you enjoy it and continue to follow it!
Thank you and enjoy!
Chapter 1
A New Hope
The morning in Storybrooke was the same as it always seemed... gloomy, lonesome, and out of place.
But at this point, with seeing a life without her family and the friends that she had made here made it all much more quaint.
She couldn't imagine going back to New York now.
She felt sorry for a lot of things, however, like the way she treated her parents all these months, the way she almost let Henry down...
And most of all, how she treated Killian... the only man besides her son she truly loved at this point.
He tried so hard to get her to see things straight, even to the point where he was willing to give up not only his life but his prized possession.
You don't find a love that powerful as much anymore.
"Swan!"
She turned around to see the man she was just thinking about, and was surprised to see how quickly he kissed her.
She turned away, staring out to the sea as she watched the waves crash with a familiar rhythm.
"Love when are you going to admit that this is something real?"
She smirked. "When you finally get rid of that stupid vest... how long have you been wearing it, even? Hundreds of years in fantasy age?"
He smiled mischievously. "You could say that, I guess."
She frowned at him and stared down at his chest.
"Killian... I'm scared. Not just scared of you and everything that's happened... I'm scared of my destiny. I want to be here with my family, and I want to be..."
She stopped and sighed with resignation.
"You want to be with me?" He finally answered for her.
Emma turned around to see him staring at her in adoration... something that he had been doing for a long time now, and she always missed it.
"You do realize Emma that whenever I try to get close to you all you do is push me away?"
She watched in devastation as a single tear fell down his cheek.
"Well I'm done pretending. I'm done being the slick, bad boy that you read to children to give them entertainment. I'm done pretending that I don't care for you. Why do you think that I spent all that time searching for you?"
Emma continued to stare at him with an attentive gaze.
"Because Goddammit, Swan I am in love with you. Not just like, not just a spark... in love."
He turned away from her gaze. "And if you don't want to believe that, then fine. I'll wait for you at Granny's until you make your decision."
And with that, he stomped away in sadness as he left her in her thoughts.
She needed some time to think... to really think.
To get advice.
It wasn't something she liked to ask for often, but she figured now was her chance.
The graveyard was ominously tempting as she walked by it, whispering to her as if the voices of the people that died there wanted some sort of redemption.
Leaves trailed at her feet as the wind blew through her blonde locks, and the smoke from her mouth permeated the air.
She leaned forward as she saw the familiar engraving on the stone tablet:
BELOVED SON
NEAL CASSIDY
There were so many complications in her life... some good, and some she wished she could forget.
Neal was her rock, her one thing that gave her any sense of hope that things would turn all right in the end. He approached things in realistic ways unlike her mother who approached them in optimism.
He just always knew what to do and say.
And after they were finally reunited, he died once more leaving a gaping hole in her already dark and empty past.
She looked over to her right and stared at Regina's crypt, which held so many of her many deceits and dark magic... one of them that could never be restored again.
Graham was hardest to think about...
Neal died in her arms too, but when Graham died it was their only time that they truly revealed their feelings for each other.
And to die in such a painful and heartbreaking way was more than she could bear.
There was something that she could never tell Hook, and it was that the reason that she pushed so many away was because of this one thing:
Love never ended well for her.
It only hurt her more.
There were so many signs and signals of the past... the way she could swear she heard Neal's gruff voice give some stupid advice in her ear, or the way she would expect Graham to be standing behind her whenever she would take a walk through the woods...
It was all a constant circle of torture and misery, but she constantly had to be strong for her family.
And herself.
She stood up and walked away, never looking back as the stone angels stared at her with a decaying gaze.
She needed to find a way to get rid of this agonizing pain she was feeling in a harmless way, and she couldn't do it alone.
But Rumplestiltskin was with Belle on their honeymoon, and she was still practicing her powers.
She knew it would be risky to seek help from Regina, but she figured it was the only option left...
It was time to see how she could change her fate...
And see whom it belonged to.
Let me know what you thought! Thanks!