so i wrote regina kind of comforting killian in underworld here. so now i’m writing killian comforting regina.
kind of like a missing scene/deleted scene, or honestly lets be real, something we all wish happens in this show between the two of them instead of just constant snarking (as fun as that is).
thanks a lot to @oparu for looking this over for me <3
sat at the doorstep of Emma’s, of their house,
a book borrowed from Belle perched on his lap. The telltale signs of someone
walking was apparent but it neither were the slightly crouching ones of Henry,
or quick paced and determined ones of Emma. They were hard, and commanding, and
clinking – the latest characteristic making it quite clear which guest he was
about to (slightly unwillingly) entertain.
Emma already kick you out?” She smirked, pouting her perfectly painted red lips
and raising a teasing eyebrow.
your majesty, I’m sure you would offer me your most humble accommodations so
should that be the case. I wager that I’d make a better roommate then your
wicked sister,” he answered, not taking his eyes off of his book. After
finishing the page, and surprised at the fact that the woman waited patiently
for him to do so, he looked up.
can I do for you?”
here to pick up Henry for the night,” she informed him, “I’m sure Emma told
The lad and Emma have gone to get ice-cream,” he said, a silence descending
them both as Regina nodded. She could tell the wheels in the pirate’s head were
turning as he was staring at the empty space just beside her but she didn’t
know how to ask him about it without it seeming as if she cared.
didn’t care, of course not. Zilch.)
was relieved when he surprisingly confessed himself, “I thought they’d want
some time alone. Not sure Henry would appreciate me tagging along everywhere
with the both of them; give them some mother-son bonding time.”
pursued her lips and sighed in annoyance at herself for what she was about to
say, “Henry does like you, you know? He talks about how cool you are – in my defense, what about would a pirate with a hook
for a hand, a ship, an abundance of eyeliner and leather, and a penchant for
danger, not make him seem cool to a thirteen year old?”
laughed, surprised in seeing the corners of Regina’s lips curve slightly as well.
my defense, when his mother is the
strict and orderly mayor of the city, he would find a pirate more entertaining.”
you’ve got competition now. The Evil Queen has a penchant for dramatic flair
and…danger.” She tried to pass it off as teasingly, but Killian caught the
slight tremor in her tone. Being afraid of your own capacity of evil is not
foreign to him.
not going to stick around much longer.”
Cause Snow is currently under a sleeping curse while Charming sits beside her
in bed and they exchange notes like long distance lovers. Emma has a death
penalty on her head, Zelena is finding her sisterly love with her, and Gold…who
the fuck knows what Gold is up to!” She sassed, not quite meaning to put this
much heat in her words but it’s Killian, he can handle it.
like you’re in need of a drink, love.” He procured the flask from his jacket
and offered it to her, Regina just shaking her head in refusal.
sighed, “Look, I know you think this is all your fault–”
think? It is.” She clenched her
fingers in a fist to stress her words, “Only if I’d been stronger then and
hadn’t made this absolutely stupid decision –“
were mourning, Regina!” The use of her actual name cuts her short, “We all make
mistakes. If I’d lost Emma…I would have done much much worse.”
wouldn’t,” Regina muttered, making him snap his head to hers, “You’ve changed
quite a bit from the revengeful pirate.”
you’ve changed quite a bit more from the revengeful evil queen.” He muttered
back, slightly uncomfortable with the line this conversation was crossing. He
can manage indifference and sassiness with Regina; actual heartfelt supportive
emotionshe couldn’t. The way her
face was grimaced slightly meant she felt the same way as well.
not. The situation currently withstanding.” She made a dramatic gesture with
her arms. She sighed, long and slow, “I should just end this. Once and for all.
quirked an eyebrow up, “You don’t mean –“
she nodded, “It’s the only way out of this. If I’m dead –“
She dies too. Problem solved. Everyone would be safe and happy. I’m sure Emma
will be able to fight off the dark hooded figure, having all the Charmings hope
and fighting for the good blood inside her. If not, then Henry will still have
the Nolans and I guess, you.”
didn’t think you would back down from a fight this easily, love.” It wasn’t the
actual claim he made, but with the teasing glint that he said it with which set
“I’m not! At this point it’s just foolish
to think anything else can work! I’m just not strong enough. It turns out the
strength in me comes from the Evil Queen, not Regina.”
the same bloody person!” He rubbed his hand on his forehead, ignoring the way
she was staring daggers at him.
his gaze steady with hers he started, “Listen, Regina. I hate to be the one to
offer any optimism and comfort, and especially you of all people –“
stop interrupting me, please.” He raised his eyebrows in question, waiting for
her nod of whether or not he could continue without being interrupted again.
took her crossing her arms and tilting her head slightly to look at him as his
was friends with Cora. We talked sometimes; I told her about Milah, she told me
about you.” He searched her face for any discomfort but except of her clenched
jaw found nothing.
he continued, “I don’t remember my mother; she died when I was just a boy. But
I do know that mothers are not supposed to be how Cora was to you.”
hands dropped to her sides with a jerk, and she carefully masked her quite
emotional reaction by clasping her hands together in front of her and nodding
at him to continue.
way she talked about you…I don’t think she viewed you as anything but a passage
– a way for her to gain everything that she never could, out of pity revenge
or insatiable sate, whatever, I don’t know. The way she treated you as a young
child, and then killing your first love – yes she told me all about that - and
then shipping you off to get married to a King against your wishes…that’s not
what a mother does.”
clenched his jaw as he noticed the way Regina’s lower lip was wobbling lightly
and she was blinking rapidly. This reaction was not something he would expect
out of from the fiery woman, but wounds made during childhood and from the ones
we love do hurt the most. He understands that all too well.
I’m trying to say is that – if you can survive Cora, can survive being
separated from Henry, can survive Robin’s passing – surviving and winning from
your own evil counterpart is nothing.”
tilted her head and let out a shaky breath, pushing her stubborn tendrils
behind her ear a couple of times, and Killian let her just be – understanding that she needed time to compose herself.
she let out a long and loud exhale and moved to sit beside him, startling him
slightly as this was not what he was expecting.
I still have the rum?” She asked, her voice just slightly shaking.
course, love.” He grabbed his flask and handed it to her, watching in surprise
(and slight pride) as she downed down whatever rum (almost half of the flask)
was left and after wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, handed him the
didn’t know if it was him or Regina who were more relieved when the Bug came to
a park in front of the house and Emma and Henry get out, giggling at each other
with ice-creams in their hands.
handing Regina her ice-cream, Henry quickly ran inside, mumbling about grabbing
his bag, and Emma gives them both a weird look as she’d never seen them sit so closely (and peacefully) before. Neither of
them looked pissed off and Regina actually looked upset so she asked, “You
nodded, offering a convincing smile.
got you a rum and raisins,” Emma informed Hook, smiling at him softly as she
handed him his cone. She turned towards Regina, “I suggested maple walnut but
Henry said you preferred pralines and cream.”
actually prefer no ice-cream at all, but seems like I finally understand what
people mean by ‘eating your feelings out’” Regina quipped, taking a lick out of
it, “But does it have to be this ill-civilized? Sticking your tongue out to
lick it? What happened to standard bowls and spoons?”
agree,” Killian smirked, before darting his tongue out to taste this new flavor
which Emma promises he’d like. Just having rum be in the name was enough for
him to give it a try. He smiled at her in approval as the sweetness hit his
tongue, Emma quirking an I told you so eyebrow
a pirate, you were probably used to eating on leaf plates using your hands and
well, hook. I was royalty.” Regina
teased him, a hint of her usual self coming back again.
took the bait all too easily and this time when he retorted back, he was
delighted with Emma’s laugh echoing loudly, Henry’s own chuckle being heard
from behind, and Regina turning the other way to hide her own sly smile.
good hour later when Henry and Regina were finally leaving, all of them lost in
conversation at the front porch with ice-creams in their hands, and Henry had
hugged Emma goodbye, and thrown Killian a smile and a wave, it was a nice
surprise to him when Regina smiled at them both and teased them for having the
house all to themselves.)
someone had ever told him he would one day actually like the Evil Queen and be friendly with her, he would’ve killed
them and worn their ring on his finger.)
I was really amuzed by the sneak peak, and you know:
Awkward flirting and touch, not really in the mood to share a drink…
maybe Killian still dreaming with the pretty blond, bar wench he kissed.
It wasn’t that long ago after all. Unless you are Emma Swan, Killian Jones will be pretty unimpressed
Besides thatlike @hellowherearemypeople said “It’s funny because Regina’s trying to use her sexuality to manipulate the situation and get the upper hand, and Hook… well, he’s having none of it. Hook’s like “Bitch pls, I invented seduction”. He makes a half hearted and obviously phony attempt at playing along but they both know that the other is full of shit. You can’t con a con artist”
It was so awkward
I understard why they kept it a secret
After a deep lingering kiss to his soul mate’s lips, Killian
was banished from Emma. It was the night before their wedding and the Nolan’s
were eager to ensure no Royal Wedding tradition was broken. Other than how
their daughter was to be wed to a pirate captain. He may not have been their
initial choice to be Emma’s suitor but during the time her parents got to know
him, even David was more than willing to give the pirate his blessing for
Emma’s hand in marriage.
“I wish you didn’t have to leave Killian,” Emma uttered
against her fiancé’s lips with a smile, knowing the next time they saw each
other they would about to start a new life together as man and wife. Where she
would be taking his name and they would be making their wedding vows. Marriage
was not something she thought was possible for her until the day Killian
surprised her with a proposal at the restaurant where they spent their first
date. And Emma certainly never imagined her True Love was going to be Captain
Hook, the man who was more than the villain he was depicted as in the story of
Peter Pan. “Do we really need to keep to this tradition?”
“Unfortunately, your parents will hardly accept anything
else, however you can be assured love that I’ll be missing you until we meet
again at the altar,” the pirate replied after kissing back, running his fingers
through Emma’s gorgeous natural blonde hair. “And don’t worry, I have no
intention of getting drunk tonight,” he assured. “Rum won’t get in the way of
our upcoming union tomorrow,” Killian vowed and was about to lean forward and
kiss his bride to be before David put his hands on his shoulders, pulling the
captain away from the Saviour.
“That’s quite enough of that Hook, it isn’t your wedding
night yet,” David remarked in a no-nonsense town that the engaged couple knew
it was better not to argue with him.
Emma chuckled with a small roll of her eyes at her
husband-to-be’s smirk in reaction to David’s warning. She could tell how
excited Killian was for the next night and the day’s events. Emma was excited
too, she was actually going to be a wife. The Saviour and the pirate were just
one night away from their happy ending.
“Don’t be so disappointed Swan, I’ll make up for it
tomorrow. Have fun tonight love, I’ll miss you,” Killian joked and managed to
place one last kiss to Emma’s cheek before David tried to usher his future son-in-law
out of the house.
“I’ll miss you too Killian, goodnight, I love you,” Emma giggled
as she called out to her pirate, waving at him with the widest smile on her
face. The sort of smile that only ever appeared because of Killian. “And dad
come on, it was just a kiss, Killian and I have kissed countless times,” and a
lot more than kissing but of course she wasn’t going to scar her father with
the thought of what Killian and Emma got up to when they were together at home,
alone. “Surely, one more kiss wasn’t going to hurt, right?”
“Emma, it’s tradition for the bride and groom to spend the
night before the wedding apart,” David reminded, having explained all about the
royal wedding traditions many times during the planning of the matrimonial
event. “Besides your mother has arranged something for you tonight at Granny’s
in celebration for tomorrow and I promised her I would you get you there on
Meanwhile, Killian was joined by his crew who had arranged a
night in the Rabbit Hole for their captain’s last night of freedom. Little did
they know that Killian didn’t see marrying Emma as losing his freedom but the
next step in the couple having a future together.
“To Captain Hook!” his men cheered, toasting Killian with
pints of lager while he just stuck to his trusty flask of rum. The pirate
captain didn’t intend on drinking too much, not wanting to be hungover when he
met Emma at the altar the next day.
“You’re going to love what we’ve arranged for you Cap’n, she
should be here soon,” Mr Smee grinned widely, his words causing Killian to
further question why he let his crew arrange a bachelor party for him. “Shall I
get us some more drinks sir?” the first mate asked, looking forward to the
“No Smee, this round is on me, I’ll get them,” Killian
insisted, patting Mr Smee’s shoulder with a wide yet false smile as he stood
up. Being with his crew made the pirate realise how much he had changed for the
better. No longer did he enjoy celebrating by drinking with his men in a tavern
or bar or spending the night with a woman he would never encounter again. Which
was why he really did not want to be in the Rabbit Hole when the woman Smee and
the others had ordered for him. Emma, his True Love was the only woman Killian
wanted to be intimate with, spending the night before his wedding in the
company of another woman was bad form.
“But sir-“ Mr Smee spoke out, turning round to Killian while
starting to get up from his chair.
“Smee, the celebrations of tonight may have caused one fact
to slip your mind, let me remind you, I’m still the captain,” The pirate
stopped the other man from completing his sentence. Using a sterner tone with
an equally firm expression written on his face. One that Smee knew all too
“Yes Cap’n,” he replied in a quiet mumble, looking away from
his captain’s glare and sat back down to finish the rest of his pint of alcohol.
Killian just rolled his eyes as he finally left the table
and went over to the bar counter. “Give the men over there the same again,” he
explained, paying for the drinks with a few of the many doubloons he had in his
possession. Storybrooke was the only town in the Land without Magic that was
happy to accept such currency. “And if they ask where I am, I’ll appreciate it
if you don’t tell them, mate,” the pirate added with a small smirk.
“Of course sir, and good luck for tomorrow,” the barman
nodded as he went to sort out the drinks the pirate ordered for the men he was
walking out on. Since Emma was the Saviour and the daughter of Prince Charming
and Snow White, everyone in town knew who she was and that she was marrying
“Bloody hell…” Killian breathed out with a heavy sigh,
taking in the night air. He greatly disliked the small time he spent in the inn
with the men who made up his crew during his pirating days. What even possessed
him to even agree to their idea? Even if there used to be a time Killian saw
their plans as the perfect way to celebrate an occasion. “Ah there’s the only
maiden I’d love to spend the night if I can’t be with my Swan,” he smiled
fondly when he caught sight of the Jolly Roger as he made his way over to the
peace of the docks. Loving the scent of the salty sea air and the wonderful
sight of his beloved ship in the moonlight ocean. “How are you, old girl?”
Killian asked, lightly caressing the vessel when he stepped aboard. If being in
Emma’s company was not an option, there was nowhere better than the Jolly
“And I want you to know, even though I’m marrying Emma
tomorrow, you’ll always be important to me my dear,” the pirate spoke aloud,
knowing full well that the ship couldn’t reply. It was a habit of endearment
Killian had developed when he was alone. “We’ve had quite the adventures over
the centuries together, haven’t we?” he chuckled softly, the ship had been his
one constant in his life for all those years before falling for Emma. “And
tomorrow you’ll be here with me as I take on another adventure.” Killian added,
his smile growing wider as he looked over the top deck that would be littered
with wedding decorations the next morning. He couldn’t think of anything better
than marrying his true love on the Jolly Roger.
After spending some time with his flask of rum and the oh so
calming view of the moonlight over the serene ocean waves, Killian decided to
head down to his quarters below deck. Once there, he took out a small folded
piece of paper from a locked drawer in his desk. It was centuries old and the
edges browned and worn over the time, however, the drawing it contained was
kept in perfect condition. He didn’t mean to tear up but the sight of his first
love brought a tear to his eyes as he studied the perfect drawing of Milah he
had kept since it was made. “I’ve never once forgotten about you my lady,” the
pirate whispered, recalling what he had addressed Milah as when they first met.
“If only we had the chance to meet one last time…” That would have been a
strong possibility, had Milah not been forced into the River of Lost Souls. To know
of her fate in the Underworld, it was as if Killian had lost her all over
again. Milah was his first love, the woman he sought vengeance for, for
centuries, and the woman whose name was etched in the form of a tattoo to his
“I wonder what you
thought of Emma when you met her, after losing you, she’s the only one who has
ever given my life such happiness and meaning,” Killian continued, looking down
to the drawing of Milah in his hand. “When you passed, I spent every waking
moment consumed by my inner darkness and my desire for revenge to the point
where I was willing to die for my vengeance,” he frowned, his heart still
filled with guilt for the crimes of his past. Killian was aware he still had a
long way to go before he could become someone he could be proud of, but he couldn’t
have been more grateful that Emma had accepted him and loved him. Like he loved
“But all that changed with Emma, with her I’ve found
something to live for, a future rather than an end. I never once thought finding
love again would be a possibility for me, but with Emma, I’ve found everything
my heart has been yearning for,” the pirate was unable to wipe the smile from
his face, picturing his bride in her wedding dress and walking down the aisle
to him. To marry him. The best thing about it was that it was no longer just a
dream, but his and Emma’s reality. “I guess what I’m trying to say is…I’m
finally happy again Milah, like you always wanted me to be.”
Killian had lost too many in his life and almost Emma by not
being able to join her as she left from the Underworld. But they now had a second
chance and if one thing was for sure, he damn well intended to have a future, a
happy ever after with Emma, his Swan, his wife. His Saviour.