.: and bring me your dark heart :.

He was impressed with his brother. Not many would have made the connection this far, but Killian, after a moment of contemplation had uncovered the truth within seconds upon the mention of what he did to the crew. How weird it truly was. The sea devil smirked. “Aye, little brother, the one and only.” And as such he would find out who took his brothers heart and punish him immensely. “And as such you know I’ve grown a bit possessive with what’s mine.” That included Killian. If someone killed him, it better be him. For now, though he wanted his brother alive and that would be achieved. “Now, though, little brother, we will get your heart back where it belongs for the time being and I’ll see to it that the bastard is punished. Given the magical beings in this godforsaken place, my guess would fall to three people. Was it Blue, our dear not so innocent fairy?”

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“I killed your toy boy. I killed your toy boy.”

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“I can’t let you do that either,” Mina told him, “Sort of frown on slavery too. It’s a little known fact about me.”

Bloody hell, when were people going to stop making deals with little devils?

Mina shuddered as he told her that. She thought of Jonathan, how she believed that he was in a better place now. She had to, it was the one comfort she drew from all that. But if he wasn’t…

“Actually, if my loved one wasn’t resting in peace, I’d want to know. Because it would mean he was still alive.”

Davey’s manipulation wasn’t going to work.

“Then I won’t. I waited 300 years, a bit more or less won’t bother me.” Not in the slightest, as long as he got what he needed in the end. Maybe his situation got changed until then, but if he had anything now, it was time. Liam turned and walked to the bench. “You don’t mind, do you?” He sat down and then turned to her again. “That is quite possible then. Every case is different, of course. I assume your loved one had a different fate and you don’t know what I am. Killian however has an idea of what Davy Jones is. And it would kill him to know it is me. He would not stop until he frees me, which might easily kill him.” Liam offered her a smile. “You don’t trust me, I understand and expect nothing less. You’ve got people to protect. I’m not going to tell you I am trustworthy, far from it. But I am going to offer you a bit of an advantage: I dry out. I need water around me to keep me wet, otherwise I dry out. I loose my powers slowly, first, then the ability to move and express myself. I’ll be nothing but a helpless fish on land.”

Mina didn’t answer his question. No, of course they didn’t call him that here, that’s why she said that’s why they called him that. She thought sarcastically.

He didn’t make any move to harm her. But Mina still kept the gun up. She felt safe. She had always felt safe with a gun in her hand since she started hunting.

“I can’t let you harm anyone here,” she told him. She wasn’t sure how she would stop him really….but she’d find a way . Anyway, this was just an assertion that if he caused trouble, she’d get in the way, “Jones is a common enough name. Didn’t seem pertinent to figure there was a familial connection. And why didn’t you introduce yourself to the lovely captain?” she asked and then smirked, “You don’t want him to know you’re here, do you?”

“Technically I’m not going to harm them.” For a certain time. “I’m making them part of my crew for a certain number of years.” He smiled, almost softly at her, as she made the connection. He din’t buy it from the beginning, that she didn’t know, that it was a common enough name. She was close enough to Killian after all. “Because he thinks I’m dead, as simple as that. And I am, technically, which is why your gun won’t do much harm. But keep it up, I don’t intend to give you a reason to use it on me.” He sighed. “Killian is my brother. And he thinks I died long ago. He thinks I met my end and my soul rests in peace. If it was your loved one, would you want them to know you’ve turned into... well this? A monster? Especially if the reason you became this is how he chose to bury you?”

Most monsters that told her that bullets couldn’t hurt them were usually lying and trying to get her to lower something dangerous down away from their faces. Mina wasn’t so stupid to believe it usually but she had a feeling that this time, this was one was telling the truth. She still kept her gun up though. It felt safer than being vulnerable.

“The ruler of the seas?” Mina asked in amusement, “And the hits just keep on coming, don’t they? What do you want?”

“Ruler of the sea? Is that what they call me here?” This world was interesting. He had heard of that before actually, but this time this tumbled off the lips of someone who was not normally involved with the maritime world. “I’m not the ruler of the seas, to get that one straight. More the reaper, but all of that are details and you probably don’t want to hear about that.” He held up his hands, normally a sign of surrender or meaning no harm. “I mean no harm to this town, only to a few residents in it. Pirates, sailors, who traded with me. Some are overdue to pay their debts. And I want to see what it’s like. I have no evil plan, not this time. I admit, normally I would. But as you can maybe deduce from my last name: I have family ties here.”

Mina rolled her eyes. ‘all we can do’, sounded like she was the one doing all the work, “THanks for all your help, Hook.”

She saw the sailor or whatever he was catch her eyes. Like he wanted her to meet him out there. She sighed and walked out to meet him, cautious all the way. When she rounded the corner, Mina jumped as she saw him drop the glamour, “Bloody….hell…”

Her gun was out before she could process it, “Who are you?”

Bloody hell, straight out of Killians vocabulary it seemed, only he wasn’t sure if it was indeed from his brothers words that she picked up the expression. It didn’t matter. Davy checked once again if they were hidden from view. “You might as well put the gun down. It won’t kill me anyway. Save yourself the shot.” She might need it on some other opponent and since it was rather useless on him, given that she had no clue who he was. With the knowledge and research there was a way she could find a way to slow him down immensely. “They call me Davy Jones.”

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Mina leaned against the wall and watched the interrogation continued. She tried to rationalize her suspicions. It was probably nothing. HE was a scared guy in a place he didn’t recognize. Of course he’d be confused.

But if he was from antoher world and he was truly confused, woudln’t this world confuse him more?

"Any good lie holds up," she muttered, "Something’s wrong. I can’t put my finger on it and don’t ask me to explain the hole I see in it. But it’s wrong. You know that feeling , we all know that feeling."

She looked over at the man, “What are we going to do with him?”

“Watch him, for now. That’s all we can do right now.” Liam sighed as he overheard his brother. Well, that changed his plans a little. It would grow suspicious with him having to actively seek out water after ‘almost’ drowning after all. Time to drop the charade maybe. But only with her. He sought eye contact, hoping to question if she’d join him outside. He went right ahead.

Just out of side the man dropped his glamour, appearing as the dark man he always was these days.

Mina looked back as the people stared and closed her umbrella. She slipped out of her coat and never took her eyes off them. They might recognize he was a stranger too. 28 years of everyone knowing everyone will do that.

Mina placed a strained smile on her face when Hook entered the room for Henry’s sake. She slipped the boy a dollar so he could go get a sweet….like she always did when they met in the diner. She turned to Hook “He says he’s from Blackbeard’s crew on your ship. I thought you might want to talk to him. Something’s not right. I don’t like it.”

Liam heard the conversation and prepared to come face to face with Killian in a conversation. It would be easy enough, if the magic held. And it did. Killian did as the woman asked him to and engaged him in questions about his life and so on. For a few questions he was so tempted to just reveal himself, scare some residents to death probably, but he held back. The only clue that had him pale was, that he had been a naval officer before, before his captain tricked them. Close enough to have him pale and change the subject for a bit. He listened in as Killian reported back to the woman. "For the most his story checks out. He knew the Jolly well and he was not part of my crew so he must have been Blackbeards. The way he got here is not impossible. I get where you get the feeling from, but so far the story checks out. He's one of Blackbeards so we need to stay careful."

"I tend not to believe most of what Hook says. Frankly I just tune him out," she brightened at the next thought, "And the bitch that brought us here. My world is a tranquil quiet place."

Well at least until Grumpy saw something.

She nodded towards the door. She had no idea if the A Team was there or not, “That’s the place.”

He smiled almost softly as they entered the house. This was great. This wasn't quiet like his ship. It was joyful. Those people were enjoying themselves until they noticed the woman and the stranger she had in tow. He was tempted to look away from the scrutinizing glances, when Killian entered the room, carrying a back, followed by a boy. He knew he froze as he saw him, but with the explanation provided the woman might understand, while inwardly he hoped and prayed he would not recognize him.

"The one and the only," Mina brushed her hair back. SO he traded his ship to a guy famous for setting his beard on fire and wearing multiple guns because of his paranoia, "I’m sure he’ll want to ask you all sorts of questions."

Mina shrugged at him talking to her about a vendetta, “They’re pirates, I”m sure they hate each other just for that.”

He actually had to honestly chuckle at that. Not too bad. She observed that well. "Right you are, lass. A lot of pirates carry grudges just for being a rivaling pirate, as I have heard. You probably heard a lot of tales, possibly more ridiculous than any tale I could spin. I am just a deck hand, a simple sailor following my captains orders." Or well the captain who gave the order. He hoped the disguise would last. It would be terribly embarrassing if Killian saw straight through it. "Is that the place?"