done with you

Your actions made it clear that I wasn’t a priority in your life. You shouldn’t be so surprised you are no longer a priority in mine.
—  Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #3
You know I was there for you every single moment. You weren’t there when I really needed you. You preferred someone else when you had the choice. You better not come back to me with a broken heart and ask for my love, because I’m not going to heal you. I learned from you. You don’t deserve me. I once loved you and you pushed me away. I’m not a game you can have me and then throw me away. Nope. My dignity comes first. I’m not coming back!!! I moved on.
—  Mahmoud El Hallab
Done With You

summary: While fighting Hook for the magical compass at Lake Nostos, Emma catches a glimpse of his soft side, and she thinks back to their last encounter in Rumple’s cell…

rating: general, and SP for sword play

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She almost reaches her sword with her fingertips, almost, but then she feels a steely grip at her ankle, and her body is pulled away from the blade, her fingers clawing at the sand in vain.

“No,” she hears Hook growl in an almost mocking tone while he yanks her towards him across the dirt, and she nearly screams in bitter frustration. Determination and anger are obviously not enough to trump God knows how many years of sword fighting experience. She might have bested him easily when he was playing the part of a cowardly blacksmith and she had the element of surprise on her side, but his skills with the sword are in a league of their own, even someone as inexperienced as she can tell that.

Emma manages to turn around on her back, fury and adrenaline giving her the energy, and sees his face is twisted in exertion and anger.

Suddenly, while her ankle’s still in his merciless grasp, he surprises her by bending backwards out of the blue and without an apparent reason. He leans back right over the dangerously swirling vortex of the portal, his weight pulling heavily at her leg, and for a moment she fears he’ll pull her right with him to fall into that portal and they’d end up God knows where. His body seems to defy gravity – she has never seen any similar move, Keanu Reeves in Matrix doesn’t count – until the movement stops and he pulls himself up again with a groan and much effort. Briefly and surprisingly the thought flickers through her mind that he must possess enormous motoric control besides his obvious physical strength.

Then he straightens himself again and lets go of her foot, and Emma quickly throws herself around and scrambles away from him to grasp her sword and jump to her feet again. She whirls around to face him again just in time to see him almost casually toss a leather pouch through the air right into Mulan’s hand. The warrior catches it with an open-mouthed, incredulous look, obviously just as stunned as Emma is, when Hook comments nonchalantly, “I may be a pirate, but I bristle at the thought of a woman losing her heart,” he makes a little dramatic pause before he adds, “unless it’s over me.”

Aurora’s heart!

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