I swear, Jennifer Morrison played that SwanFire scene in 5x12 as if Emma just up and forgot she had a boyfriend for a minute. She was practically breathless during the whole thing. And the astonished gazing into Neal’s eyes, instinctively reaching for him, caressing his face, the slight gasp and attempt to say something after he said he “always will” love her, lunging for the car door when he left and before she woke up…
When Emma Swan was sixteen, she shared a bed with three other girls and wished for nothing more than a single amount of space that was her own. Staring up at the peeling, off-coloured wall of her the bedroom of her current home, kept awake by the nudge against her knee by little Molly or the occasional grunting snore from the much larger Ann, she blinked in the darkness and prayed for nothing more.
David ignores his wife’s exasperated look as he turns
towards the narrow path that leads deeper into the Neverland jungle. Ahead, out
of sight already, he can still hear the crash and snap of branches and the
crunch of footsteps on the leaf-strewn ground.
He knows that Emma is a grown woman. He knows that she doesn’t
need him to protect her.
He also knows how Hook and Neal both look at her. And he
really, really hates the idea of her traipsing around the jungle with
Hook and Neal. The only way it could be worse would be if it was just one of
And, after all, if nothing happens, they need never know he
His mind made up, David sets off in pursuit.
He can hear Hook’s voice up ahead. The words are
unintelligible, but the tone is his usual mix of insolence and flirtation,
setting David’s teeth on edge. Emma’s voice cuts him off, the words equally
unclear, but she sounds sarcastic. David permits himself a smile.
The jungle gets thicker, and David quickens his steps a
little to make sure that he won’t lose them. This brings him within earshot,
just in time to hear Hook say, a little smugly, “—want me to show you, all you
have to do is say the word, love.”
“I can manage just
fine on my own.” Emma sounds annoyed, at least. Good.
“You’re the one who complained about your technique not
working for you,” Hook says, still sounding far too smug.
… in which Zelena makes good on a threat, Regina makes a
startling discovery, and everyone keeps making the wrong assumptions, much to
Post-Neverland AU where Pan did not escape Pandora’s Box and Emma
tries to come to grips with her strange new life featuring pirates,
parents, and flying monkeys. Catch up here, or on ao3!
And major thanks to @businesscasualprincess for helping my figure out that last scene - any credit should be hers, any blame is mine ;)
Killian does not find any answers during the night. He does
manage to get through almost all of the material he brought with him before
finally throwing in the towel at dawn, and getting a half-hour’s sleep before
going down for breakfast and more research.
Coffee helps. So does the bright electric light, and
Granny’s comments, which always keep him on his toes.
“You look exhausted,” she tells him irritably as she refills
“And you look as lovely as ever,” he counters.
Granny is not charmed. “Don’t change the subject. You should
go back upstairs, get some sleep. You won’t be any use when you’re falling
“I don’t intend to fall asleep,” he assures her. “I’m fine.”
It’s only a little untrue. “Fine” is something else, but
“fine” isn’t a possibility at the moment, even if he sleeps for a week. But
he’s captained his ship through storms on less sleep than this.
“Y’know Emma’s not gonna think much of your devilish good
looks today, either,” Granny tells him bluntly, the provocation clear.
“She never does,” Killian retorts. “I’ve given up my efforts
in that regard.”
Granny snorts with laughter. “Of course you have.”
Killian glares at her.
As soon as he can, he makes his escape from the diner and
gets back to work. By the time Belle and Ruby join him, he’s almost finished
looking through his stack of journals and papers. By the time Henry shows up,
he knows that there’s no answer in there.
Nothing except a confirmation that Zelena’s curse works, and
that his selfishness is to blame for it.
He shouldn’t love Emma. He doesn’t, really, does he? Love is
selfless, even he knows that. What he feels isn’t real love, it’s a pretension
And maybe, just maybe, if he can manage to get rid of his
feelings for her, the curse won’t work anymore. He needs to get over this
infatuation of his, accept that there are things that simply aren’t in the
cards for Captain Hook, and stop dragging good people down with him.
He hates this plan. Unfortunately, so far, it’s the only one