A love story between a pirate and his savior. An innocent, beautiful, selfless woman meets a man with no manners, no formal education and not even a last name. Will Emma fall in love with Killian once she discovers that beneath his tough exterior lies a heart-wild, but a heart of gold? This is a Captain Swan AU
Beta-ed by the always amazing @ilovemesomekillianjones
Cover by the sweet @xhookswenchx
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Chapter 2: The First Born Son and a Rebirth
~~~Flashback
Brennan Booth, a wealthy landowner that owns most of Misthaven sits in his favorite leather chair reviewing some estate documents that were left pending by the unexpected death of his steward. Suddenly there is an urgent knock on the door.
"Enter," he says, and his wife, Cora, promptly enters.
"You have a visitor," Cora says.
Brennan looks up to see his longtime friend, Archie.
"Brennan, John is dying and he is calling for you."
Brennan scoffs. "What would John need to speak to me about? We are far from friends."
Archie answers, "You have Madeline in common, or have you forgotten about her?"
Brennan looks up to his friend and gets up to respond. "Fine, let's go see what that lowlife wants to see me about."
They leave his house on foot and take to the street, walking at a fast pace, both lost in thought. Brennan remembers Madeline fondly. She was such a beautiful woman, possessed a smile that brightened the darkest days. He would never understand how Madeline Jones ended up married to a wretch like John Long.
"We are here," Archie suddenly says.
They stand in front of a shack that barely seems suitable for housing animals, much less a family. The thought of Madeline withering away in a place like this fills Brennan with guilt. He should have fought for their love, but in the end, they both settled for people who never truly loved them, he was nothing but a coward.
They knock on the door and slowly enter when no one answers.. There is a man lying on a cot, thin and brittle. If Brennan wasn't aware of where they are, he might not have recognized the man before him.
"You sent for me?" Brennan asks curtly. He turns around when the door to the home bursts open, and a boy barely older than his son August enters.
"Who are you?" the boy asks looking between the men.
John's eyes dart from the boy to Brennan. "Killian, get out! I have business with them."
The boy, Killian, walks to the door and before leaving the shack glances back at the men one last time.
John glares at Brennan and goes on. "Must I say the words?"
Brennan looks at him and shakes his head. "What are you talking about? You wanted to see me. Here I am."
"You must be blind if you do not see the resemblance. Killian is your son. The son you sired with my wife. Madeline tried to pass him as mine, but the older the boy got, the more I could see the man that had an affair with my wife. We both saw it, and where she loved Killian for being a part of you. I hate him for it," John says.
"Madeline would never have kept this from me! She would have found a way to let me know of his existence!" Brennan screams at the man.
John only laughs before replying, "What makes you think she didn't try? She hoped to her last breath that you would come to rescue her and that little bastard son of yours. The truth of the matter is, she was not good enough for you. Madeline went to see you and was welcomed to your home by your pregnant high-class wife, the one that was good enough for you to give your name. She was heartbroken once more by your actions and settled for me.
"I never confronted her, so she always wondered why I was so cruel to Killian when I loved Liam so wholeheartedly. When the heartbreak finally was too much to bear for her and she was too weak to care for the boys, we decided to send Liam away to be with my sister. She wanted to send Killian too, but I told her that my sister would not be able to handle both of them. Killian was three years old when Madeline passed. The truth is, Killian did not belong with my sister, or here for that matter. For years I have had to take care of him, and he's not even my blood!"
"He is truly my son?" Brennan asks to no one in particular, standing in disbelief in front of the man that destroyed his lost love. He has a son, another son to be exact. Killian, is his first-born.
A fit of coughs take over John, and the frail man looks to Brennan before taking his final breath, hoping that his last confession will be enough to redeem him.
"What are you going to do? Cora will not welcome Killian," Archie asks.
Brennan knows his friend is right. "I will tell her he is the son of the steward of my estate, who recently died. She doesn't bother getting to know anyone she considers below her class. I will say August is lonely and since she can no longer have any more children, he will be August's playmate."
After discussing what arrangements need to be made for the deceased man, Brennan and Archie head outside to collect Killian. They tell him that John has passed away and has asked for Brennan to take Killian in.
Killian is confused that his father has attempted to make any sort of arrangement because the man has never shown any form of love towards him, but he accepts the story since he has nowhere else to go.
As months pass by, Killian and August bond, they truly act like brothers. Brennan tells Cora he wishes to adopt Killian to give him a better chance, but Cora doesn't like the idea. She tells Brennan that he needs to send Killian away because he is a bad influence on August, but she is unable to deter him, and he adopts Killian.
Why would her husband want to give his last name to a nobody? Cora is not blind, she sees the way Brennan looks at the boy and decides to confront him. "Brennan tell me the truth! Who is Killian to you?" Cora yells.
He looks at her and finally answers. "Killian is my firstborn. He is a Booth, and I want him to be an equal to August in every way, that is why I gave him my last name." He picks up a folder from the desk and holds it up towards his wife. "All there is left for me to do is to update my will and then August and Killian will have equal rights to my fortune."
A sharp boom of thunder rumbles outside, coinciding with Cora as she snaps, livid with her husband's decision. "There is no way in hell that bastard will have the same rights as my son!"
Tucking away the documents in his breast pocket, Brennan ignores his wife and heads to the stables. He mounts his horse and urgently rides away. He pays no mind to the weather, or anything except that he needs to get these documents to his friend and lawyer Archie.
As he rides through the pouring rain, a flash of lightning catches his attention. By the time he glances back to the path in front of him it is too late, a fallen tree blocks his path. Brennan tries to get his horse to jump it, but instead the horse's front hooves catch on the felled trunk and both rider and horse are thrown precariously through the air.
Brennan is found lying unconscious by a good samaritan. Archie who had been on his way out to see the Booth family, curious as to how the adjustment was going with a new son living in the home came across his friend and the man trying to help. Once Archie and the good samaritan get Brennan back home a doctor is summoned, and the samaritan takes his leave. Cora sits by her still unconscious husband's side and discreetly searches for the papers that will secure her future fortune.
The doctor uses smelling salts to revive Brennan and he regains consciousness, but after a quick assessment of the bruising taking over the injured man's body, the doctor knows he will be unable to stop the internal bleeding in time."
"It'd be wise to get your affairs in order," the doctor says gravely.
Brennan frantically calls for August as he realizes this may be his only chance to pass on the truth that Killian is his true son.
Brennan is quickly deteriorating when August rushes to his bedside.
"What is it, Father," August asks, taking his father's hand in his own.
With his last breath, Brennan is able to say, "August, please take care of Killian." The lasts words Brennan Booth says to his youngest son are not the ones he had hoped to utter.
With Brennan Booth's sudden death, Cora, always a clever conniver formulates a quick plan.
"August, please send Mr. Hopper back in, I need to discuss a few things with him. Once you have done that please go to Killian and tell him what's happened."
August complies with his mother's wishes. As Cora sits staring at her husband's lifeless body she decides she must get rid of the only other person that knows of her late husband's illegitimate son.
Archie arrives at the door and knocks quietly. "You wanted to see me?"
"Yes, this will be quick, no need to get comfortable. You are fired. You can go now." Cora states coldly.
Archie just stands there looking at her as she gets up from her chair and leaves him behind.
By day's end August is the sole heir to the Booth fortune, Killian has been sent away without August's or Archie's knowledge, and Cora is already contemplating her next move upon society.
~~~Rebirth
Time never stays still. Years pass by and Killian grows up out on the streets of the port-town, unloved, and in the company of sailors and pirates. He has so few happy memories. The only time he had felt like his luck had changed for at least a brief moment was during his time with the Booth's. That was the closest he had ever been to having a family after the passing of his mother.
His father had always treated him with hatred, but his father's final moments puzzled him. Why would he ask Mr. Booth to give him a home? He seemed like a different man at the time of his death, his final request did not seem like the man that had raised him without love and guidance, in poverty and neglect and never gave him his last name. Some questions would stay unanswered.
As a young man Killian became part of Edward Teach's crew, a known pirate. He moved up quickly in the ranks. He grew to enjoy drinking, women and especially the rush of being an outlaw. He won Teach's position as Captain of The Jolly Roger at a young age in a duel. The crew of the Jolly Roger rejoiced in the new life their young captain breathed upon them.
The lost boy and fatherless son of Madeline Jones thus became a ruthless, womanizing pirate. His dastardly reputation harbored him an unbound loyalty with his men. Killian renounced the last name Brennan Booth had given him before he too abandoned him. Killian embraced his mother's last name because in reality, she had been the only one that had truly loved him. He was simply Captain Killian Jones from that day on.
Well, this is it the last of the month and a chapter a day. Today I give you the final two chapters. Yes, I know I don’t know how to count. :) Sorry.
I wanna thank @ilovemesomekillianjones my beta for the story. She is amazing! The sweetest person and I was lucky she agreed to help me with this story.
The lovely cover was made by the awesome @xhookswenchx one of the first to give love to this story.
I also wanna thank @ultraluckycatnd for looking over the last chapter to calm my nerves. I was afraid I was rushing.
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Chapter 30: New Beginnings
~~~Golden Cove
After a celebratory dinner at the Nolan's home, celebrating Killian and Emma's union, Emma's safe return, and the fact that the whole family was all back together, along with a few new faces, Graham had decided to go back to Golden Cove.
He is determined to find out the culprits of the capture of the young Mrs. Jones. She had mentioned two young boys, both from Misthaven, the Doctor, and a man they called Peters. One of the boys had aided her in her escape. Graham had asked a few locals about the Doctor and Peters but they had claimed to not know anything about either man. The frustration he feels is great, he has lived on the outskirts of town not far from them for years. He has sold them furs and meat but he is still seen as an outsider. They still don't trust him.
After days of having no leads he decides to go to one of the seediest taverns in town since alcohol is known to loosen people's tongues. He hopes to find a little luck in his pursuit of justice. The tavern is small, but it's filled with rowdy men and a few familiar faces. There is one that catches his attention. A former Doctor, who usually keeps to himself is surrounded by drunken men. The man is spending a lot of money, yet there is no explanation for his small fortune. His practice is currently nonexistent.
Graham approached the table with a smile. "Good day, Mr. Hyde." The Doctor smiles, "Good day, huntsman. How's hunting treating you?"
"It has been a bit slow, how about you? You seem to be in good spirits." Graham sits down across from the man.
"I came into a bit of money thanks to an old friend." There is a slight slur to Hyde's voice.
"An old friend?" Graham asks. Perhaps this is the lead he needs.
The Doctor nods, "Yes, helped out an old friend and he was generous."
"Sounds great, do you think your friend could help me out? Hunting has been too slow lately," Graham prodded.
"I'm afraid that is no longer a possibility. He's gone back to town."
"Too bad, I could have used some generosity myself," Graham sighs. "Could you let your friend know about me in case there's another opportunity?"
"I'll keep it in mind. You never know, maybe Malcolm will need help once more."
"Is your friend Malcolm from around here?"
"Yes, he owns a house just outside of town."
Graham starts piecing the puzzle together. The house where Emma was kept was outside of town, the mysterious Malcolm, and the Doctor. "Outside of town, isn't that property owned by Fiona Black?"
"Yes, that's Malcolm's late wife's maiden name."
"Oh, isn't it uncommon for a woman not to take her husband's name?"
"Fiona was a piece of work. She enjoyed making Malcolm feel worthless. When she died, Malcolm didn't shed a tear."
"The name Malcolm sounds familiar, what's his last name?"
"Oh, Peters. I doubt you know him, he has long been gone from town."
"I just thought I had heard someone mention him recently," Graham responds. He just has to act natural so Hyde won't get spooked. He wants to appeal to his good side and hopes to convince him to provide information. When Graham has what he needs, he parts ways with the Doctor.
Unfortunately, Graham isn't the only one that had noticed the good doctor's newfound wealth, and on his walk home, Doctor Hyde finds himself on the wrong side of a blade.
All that Graham finds at Doctor Hyde's place is the last piece of jewelry the man had squirreled away.
~~~Booth Estate
Cora arrives back home with Malcolm and is greeted by Milah casually leaning on the wall facing the front door, a smirk dancing on her face. "Please, tell me I have to play the grieving widow."
Cora clenches her jaw and sneers at the woman she has grown to hate. "In a perfect world, you'd be dead."
Milah rolls her eyes and sighs. "So that's a no. Too bad, I look great in black." She walks away thinking that luck isn't on her side, she had hoped Killian would free her from her marriage. All she can do is wonder why he didn't kill August?
Enith nervously asks, "Is there anything I can do for you, ma'am?"
Cora quickly responds, "Did my son come home?"
"I'm afraid not, ma'am."
Cora sighs as she walks toward the open door she had forgotten to close when she first arrived home. She looks out and wonders where the hell August has gone. "Enith, let me know the moment he arrives."
Enith curtsies, "Yes, ma'am."
~~~Nottingham's Office
"Mr. Booth, tell me what you have in mind?"
"Simply take everything from him. His money, his wife, his freedom."
Sheriff Nottingham smiles. "I like the way you think, and I may have just the perfect place to start."
August nods. "Tell me."
"I'm in possession of the pirate's ship. We recently raided a different ship with stolen goods. The pirate claims he has a reputable business. We can claim otherwise. We fill his ship with contraband. He will lose his newfound reputation, and his wife will see him for the louse he is. He will rot in prison for the rest of his life."
"Do it." August quickly agrees with the plan.
Nottingham smiles wickedly. "I'll take care of it."
August leaves the office with a smile.
Nottingham orders some of the guards at the prison to transfer the confiscated items to the ship.
~~~Misthaven
After being dumped by Malcolm back at the docks in the port town, Felix had been in a bad mood. He had taken out his anger on Rufio, talking down to him and even giving him an occasional beating. Rufio has had enough.
They had been told to stick by the old woman's home and not to venture to the docks. The older lady is kind to them, but Rufio is tired and he misses the smell of the sea. He also wants to make sure Emma had made it back home. He knows that she will get the Captain to forgive him. It doesn't take long for him to reach the house, staying in the shadows. He won't approach Captain Jones until he knows the Captain has talked to his wife.
Felix, on the other hand, tries to contact Malcolm and fails, so he starts hanging out at the docks, blatantly ignoring the man's instructions. He's currently sitting on top of some old discarded crates looking at the horizon.
The older sailors just walk by him like he doesn't exist. The only one who had ever acted like an orphan like him mattered, was Captain Jones, but he went and married that woman. He knows Rufio let her go. Felix is surprised when he sees Mr. Peters walking toward him with a scowl on his face.
"Felix, what are you doing here?" Malcolm hisses. "I told you to stay put." He grabs the boy's arm. "I don't have time for this."
Felix glares at Malcolm. "Maybe you'll make time if Captain Jones found out you were responsible for his wife's disappearance."
Malcolm stares at him. "I'm sorry, you're right. Come along." Felix complies with a smile.
The older man leads him to the tavern by the docks. "Stay here, I have to go inside to look for someone."
"I can go in there," Felix whined.
"Just wait here, it will be a second." Malcolm walks inside and minutes later he emerges. "Alright let's go."
The smile returns to Felix's face. As they walk back to the docks, Felix stops. Malcolm turns to the boy annoyed. "Why are you stopping?"
"I want to show you something." Felix takes off running towards the beach.
Malcolm watches the boy run to the beach. He has a job to do but it seems the day has turned into him taking care of children. After the threat Felix made earlier, he decides to go after him. When he finally reaches him, he finds Felix kicking rocks into the water. They're standing on a ledge on a cliff overlooking the water. Malcolm peers over, the water is surprisingly calm.
Felix turns to Malcolm. "We call this Skull Rock. All the lost boys come here to watch the ships arrive. We would watch the Jolly from miles away and then run to the docks to meet Captain Jones."
Malcolm smiles and nudges Felix. The boy reacts fast enough to grab onto the ledge, the rocks crumbling under his grip. "Please, help me. Don't let me fall. I don't know how to swim." Little does he know that the fall will kill him before he drowns.
Malcolm smirks. "Felix, what kind of sailor doesn't know how to swim?" With those words, he kicks at Felix. Felix loses his grip and falls. One last look and Malcolm walks away. He liked the boy, he really did, but he had threatened him. What was he to do?
Now to find his boss.
Malcolm was so busy trying to get back to his task that he failed to notice Rufio had just witnessed the whole thing.
An hour or so later, Malcolm finds August at the Golden Goose Tavern, passed out.
Malcolm finally returns to the Booth Estate with August in tow.
~~~Jones Home
The group arrives at the house and seats themselves in the living room. Everyone is still shaken by this new secret that's come to light.
Emma is caressing Killian's stubbled cheek while she sniffles. She is trying to come to terms with today's events and the scare of possibly losing him.
Killian turns his attention to Archie. "Did you know?" he asks, then laughs humorlessly at his own question. "Of course you knew, that's why you looked out for me, right?" His eyebrow raises. "Not because you cared for me, but because of him - my so-called father. I always wondered why I was so lucky to have your protection." Emma kept her hand on Killian's arm as he ranted.
Archie stayed quiet.
Killian turned to Emma. "Milah was right, and you didn't know before today?"
Emma locks eyes with her husband. "No, Killian. I found out today. The only reason Cora told me was because she wanted my help in stopping you from killing August. We already talked about this, before I was kidnapped. I'm sorry, Killian, that you had to grow up alone, thinking you had no one, when in actuality, you had two brothers. I wouldn't have kept this secret from you." She flinches as she looks at Archie's fallen face.
Liam finally breaks his silence. "Brother, do you think you and August can mend your friendship?"
Killian scoffs, "I doubt it; he wants me dead and my wife in his bed."
Emma and Tink share a look that isn't missed by Killian. "Tink, what was that look about?" He is glaring at her.
Tink mouths sorry to Emma. "He came here looking for you and he got handsy with Emma."
Killian turns to Emma. "Darling, you didn't think I should know that? What did he do, did he hurt you?" He looks her over to make sure there are no bruises.
Emma sighs. "He was drunk and I was going to tell you but I wanted to wait until the shock of finding out your brothers wore off. He got handsy and when I said no, he tried harder. Tink helped me but I just didn't want you to do something you'd regret. He is your brother."
"Darling, you should have said something. He shouldn't have touched you. This is all my fault."
"Brother, I hate to interrupt, but I'm afraid we need to inform Emma's parents of the situation. Not everything bad people do is your fault Killian." He turns to Emma. "I'm happy you're alright." He smiles at her fondly.
"Liam is right, they need to know about Milah. It's about time they find out the truth. It's gonna break their hearts, but it's for the best."
Killian sighs. "They're going to hate me. What if they ask you to leave me?"
Emma shakes her head. "I would never do that. I love you. They might be angry at first but you didn't force Milah into anything. Milah has always done whatever she wants."
~~~The Nolans
After a lengthy conversation, Emma and Killian go talk to her parents about the Milah situation. Emma wants to make sure her parents get Killian's side of the story before Milah's. Her cousin is conniving and she would use any means to ensure that Killian is seen as the villain. His past is going to make it hard enough to believe their version rather than whatever fanciful story Milah comes up with.
Liam and Nemo hesitate in going with them, but Emma convinces them to go since Ingrid and Elsa are staying at her parents' house. The mere mention of Elsa puts a smile on Liam's face after the day they've had. Nemo agrees saying it is sensible for someone with a clear head to be there. Archie is quiet as he accompanies them and Tink decides to stay home.
The Nolans are engaged in a lovely post-dinner conversation with their visitors Ingrid and Elsa, and Snow has just excused herself to get some cookies and tea for the group.
David enjoys having his old friends around him; it feels like old times. Of course, there is the added bonus that he is back with his family, his lovely wife, and daughters. Although Milah isn't his, he loves her as if she is. She is all he has left of his brother. While enjoying the company, Emma and Killian arrive with the rest of the houseguests.
David notices Emma's demeanor. He knows his daughter and she looks upset.
"Father, we need to talk to you in private," Emma tells him after she says her hellos to everyone.
"This sounds serious." He turns to their guests and excuses himself. "Should I fetch your mother?"
Emma turns to Killian. "Yes, it would be best if we don't have to repeat the story. We'll be waiting in your office."
David goes to go get Snow and they return to their guests with enough cookies and tea for the new arrivals as well. They excuse themselves from their company to tend to Emma and Killian. The young couple is sitting down by the time Snow and David arrive and take their seats.
"All right, what's going on?" David asks.
"Mom, Dad, there's no easy way to say this… so I am just going to say it. Milah and Killian had a relationship before she married August, August found out and he challenged Killian to a duel but Cora and I stopped it because it turns out that August and Killian are brothers." Emma summarizes the events, relaying them as quickly as she can.
Snow and David turn to each other and for a brief second have a mental conversation. Then David gets up and approaches Killian. Emma reacts quickly as she stands to block her father's path. Killian squeezes her arm.
Snow gasps. "The rumor, it was her! It was her all along and she didn't think twice about saying it was Emma."
David is glaring at Killian over Emma's shoulder. "What rumor are you speaking of?"
Emma is the one to answer. "There was a rumor around town about one of the Nolan Countesses having a relationship with Killian. And yes, Mother, it was Milah."
"Emma, how can you be so calm? Did you know about this?"
"I did, Dad," Emma answers with a small smile.
"And you still married him?" David is itching to punch Killian. "Did he force you to?"
"He didn't force anyone. Not me, not Milah."
David's glare intensifies.
"Dad, they were betrothed, Milah promised to marry Killian and instead married August, while Killian was away on business. Yes, I knew. I found out shortly after she married August. I thought about exposing the affair but who would believe me? I would be accused of lying because I was being spiteful."
Snow is quiet. "This is all my fault; I've spoiled Milah. I remember when the rumor was mentioned, before she claimed it had been Emma, and it was her. How could she accuse Emma knowing full well it wasn't, David?" she sighs. "Emma is right. If she would have said something, she would have been accused of lying. Milah didn't even think twice about accepting August's proposal."
"Mom, Dad, that's not the worst thing. I think she was responsible for my kidnapping."
"Emma, how can you say that? She is your family." David shakes his head in denial.
"I say it because she is vile and she wants Killian." Emma glares at her father.
David turns his face away to avoid his daughter's scowl, and so he doesn't argue further. "Alright, so August knows and there was a duel?"
Emma nods. "Yes, and I helped Cora stop it with a letter saying that Killian is Brennan Booth's son. We just didn't want you to be surprised by the revelation if Cora or August come here. I don't know what they plan to do about Milah, they might want to return her."
David and Snow exchange looks before he sighs. "Snow what are we going to do with her?" Snow closes her eyes and tears fall out. "We tried to be good parents. I went out of my way so she wouldn't feel we favored you - but it seems as if it was all for nothing. As for the Killian situation, I'm not surprised. I did tell you I saw a resemblance."
"Mom, you knew?"
"I wasn't sure. I saw the letter but when I asked Cora, she denied it. I'm guessing because of reputation."
"I guess saving August's life was more important than that."
Killian finally spoke. "Mr. and Mrs. Nolan, Milah approached me. I'm not saying I have no responsibility in the matter. I was going to marry her upon my return from Arendelle but I was too late. I was angry and I wanted her back. Then I met Emma and we got to know each other and little by little the anger was replaced by something else. Before we knew it and were able to accept it, we fell in love. I swear I only want to be a man deserving of her love. I've made mistakes, I cannot deny that, but your daughter is the love of my life."
Killian's words appease his in-laws, not to mention, neither Snow nor David can deny the love that flows between the young couple.
As the day comes to an end, Killian and Emma make their departure, retreating to their home. Her parents hadn't opted to make her a widow and she is grateful because she's extremely fond of her husband.
As they lay down for the night, Emma notices Killian is very calm and decides to take advantage, "Killian?"
He turns to look at her with a smile, things had gone a lot better than expected. "Yes, my love."
"Rufio, uhm he helped me and I'm worried about him." Emma feels him tense up. "Killian, I told him you would forgive him if I asked. So I'm asking, when I find him, please forgive him. He took care of me. He talked about you nonstop and I think it was for my benefit, so I wouldn't miss you. He helped me escape. Please."
Killian sighs. "Your wish is my command. I'll do my best to look past his actions."
"I don't think it was their fault. They were led to believe that without me, you would go back to your life at sea."
"Who would do that?"
"Rufio mentioned a man, Peters, and the name didn't sound familiar until today."
"Why today, love?"
"Cora introduced him to me while we went looking for you. That's his last name. It has to be more than just a coincidence that he lives at the Booth Estate. I've suspected Milah from the moment I woke up in that place."
Emma snuggles closer, his strong arms engulfing her. There's a silence between them as they contemplate what has transpired since they met, and soon they fall asleep. Tomorrow will be a better day.
~~~Booth Home *Next Day
Cora is anxiously still waiting for August to wake up. He had been passed out when Malcolm had retrieved him from some tavern. She could smell the cheap alcohol coming off him when Malcolm brought him home. She couldn't regret her actions because all that mattered was that her son was alive. She would deal with the consequences of her secret being out later. She just hopes he didn't make any more stupid decisions.
August wakes up hungover and he's a little disorientated. All the memories come back from the previous night. He stumbles as he dresses to go get something to drink. His mouth is dry and he has a headache. The path to the dining room is too bright but he carries on. The only thing that gives him comfort is that his mother thought of making up one of the guest rooms for him. Just the thought of going to his marital room makes him sick.
He will go see the Sheriff to make sure that Jones is taken care of. Oh, and he will ask Nottingham to ensure that he will not allow Emma passage to see Killian. He knows that in time, Emma will realize Killian isn't the man for her.
His mother sits at the head of the table, eating some fruit. She looks at him as he enters the room. "Son, good you're awake. We need to talk."
"Good morning, Mother. I don't want to talk right now." His eyes turn to Milah. "Whore, shouldn't you be on your back?"
Milah smirks. "You loved me on my back." She returns her attention to her tea.
"Apparently I wasn't the only one, but soon your lover will get what he deserves," August mocks.
Milah studies August's demeanor, he has an appeal he didn't have before. She shakes her head. She looks down at her plate and pushes it aside. She hasn't been able to keep anything down.
Cora glares at Milah. "I hate you, and you will get what you deserve, you vile whore." Cora stands up and storms off.
Milah has an idea of what ails her but she hopes she is wrong. She can't go to the doctor, but she can go to the healer. She goes back to her room and dresses. No one seems to care about her whereabouts anymore. She has a horse saddled and makes her trip.
The healer confirms her suspicions. She is pregnant and the father has to be August. Her little indiscretion with the Sheriff was recent and she had felt the symptoms shortly after her honeymoon. Now to decide if she wants to claim the child is Killian's and destroy his marriage or tell the truth and have the child be the heir of the Booth Estate.
~~~Jones Home
Emma and Killian are sharing breakfast with Tink while they tell her about the events from the prior day when there's a pounding at the door. Tink smiles. "I'll get it. You two enjoy your breakfast." Tink rushes to the door since the pounding is getting louder.
Sheriff Nottingham is standing at the door. As soon as the door opens, he pushes his way through. "Where's Jones? I'm here to arrest him. We found contraband on his ship, The Jolly Roger." His men follow him inside.
Tink glares at him. "You know perfectly well that he gave up the ship for Emma's return."
The Sheriff waves some documents in her face. "These papers name him as the owner of the ship and the warehouse. Jones, come out and face me!" he screams.
"What the bloody hell is going on?" Killian demands as he and Emma come into the living room.
"Killian Jones, you're under arrest for contraband of stolen goods," Nottingham informs him.
Killian is frozen in place and he turns to Emma. His strong, lovely Emma.
Emma glares at Nottingham. "What proof do you have?"
"Ma'am, this is really not any of your business. You should go to your room," Sheriff Nottingham says, annoyed.
"You bloody git, you will show my wife the respect she deserves," Killian growls through gritted teeth.
"If she wanted respect, she should have married a man of honor," Nottingham mocks. The two men standing next to the foul lawman start walking toward Killian.
Killian turns to Emma. "Love, get Archie. He has proof about the legitimacy of my business. Don't worry, I will be home before you know it." Killian agrees to go with Nottingham if only to save Emma any further embarrassment from watching him being arrested.
As they watch Killian being manhandled into the Sheriff's carriage, Tink turns to Emma. "I'll go get Archie. Don't worry Emma."
Emma's eyes are watery from the tears that are threatening to fall. She turns to Tink. "I think my dad can help too, and Liam. He needs to know about Killian."
"Emma, you do know this is not true. Killian has turned his life around and it's all because of you."
Emma sniffles, "I know."
Tink takes off to go fetch Archie.
Emma is restless. She wants to go ask her dad for help getting Killian out of trouble. She keeps pacing and she is going to go crazy if she doesn't do something.
Rufio had slept on the beach, he's lucky it's still warm. He doesn't know if Peters is looking for him to get rid of him too. He needs to go talk to Mrs. Jones, and can only hope Captain Jones doesn't kill him on sight.
Rufio arrives at the Jones home. He's second-guessing his decision but he's alone. Felix was his closest friend and now he is gone. He can't go to the Sheriff because he won't care about an orphan.
The door flies open and Rufio is startled. Emma's eyes widened. "Rufio?"
He smiles. "Is it safe?"
Emma opens the door wider. "Come in," she tells the boy.
"Mrs. Emma is everything alright?"
"Rufio, everything will be okay. I've been so worried about you. What are you doing here?"
"He's dead," Rufio mutters as his bottom lip trembles.
"Who's dead?" she asks.
"Felix," he whispers as Emma pulls him into a hug.
Nottingham's Office
Sheriff Nottingham is grinning as he finishes filling out paperwork. Killian sits in the chair as the Sheriff hums happily at his turn in luck.
"Alright, take Jones here to his new home. Oh, and make sure it's the filthiest cell. And no bunkmates," Nottingham orders the two henchman standing guard at the door.
The men grab Killian roughly by the shoulders and head to the dungeons.
~~~
Tink arrives at Archie's office and tells him the news. He tells her to go be with Emma since Killian wouldn't want her to be alone. He promises to gather David and Liam and then head to the Sheriff's office.
Once at the Nolan's, Archie informs them of the situation as relayed to him by Tink. Archie, Liam, and Nemo head to the Sheriff's office and David heads to Emma's side.
As soon as Emma opens the door, she crashes into her father's arms. "Dad before you say anything, Killian is innocent. That horrible man made a show of arresting him." She tries not to let the tears flow.
David holds her tight and sighs. "Sweetheart, I know you love him, but is he worth all this trouble? The thing with Milah and now this?"
Emma stiffens and pushes herself away from her father's embrace. "If you're not here to help then maybe you should leave. I love him, Dad, and I know he is innocent. The thing with Milah, it wasn't just him. Yet somehow he is the only villain in the situation."
David nods. "Alright, I will go see him once we have more details. Archie, Liam, and Nemo went to go talk to the Sheriff. All we can do for now is wait. Emma, your mother wanted to come but she was convinced by Ingrid and Elsa to wait for more information."
They head to the kitchen where Tink and Rufio are drinking some hot tea.
David quirks a brow at the sight of the young man.
"Oh, Dad this is Rufio, He helped me escape."
David's eyes go wide. "Emma, how can you have someone in your home that kidnapped you?"
"Dad, stop it." Rufio stands up, but a quick look to Emma makes him take his seat.
"He and Felix were manipulated by an older man who used their desire to be in Killian's crew. The other boy was killed yesterday by the same man."
"Emma, do you know who kidnapped you?"
"I know there was the doctor, Rufio, and Felix. The one that gave instructions was a man named Peters, who happens to be the steward at the Booth Estate."
"What?" David's voice rises.
"It can't just be a coincidence."
"Shouldn't we go to the Sheriff with this information?"
"You want to go to the man that arrested my husband?"
"We have to go to someone. If that man was truly responsible, he needs to be held accountable. Emma, he's the law. We have to inform him."
"I want to go visit Killian."
"Sweetheart, that place isn't somewhere you should be. I don't think Killian would want you to see him there. I'll go check on Killian. I know Liam, Nemo, and Archie were going to go find more information."
"Fine, I'll go talk to Cora. She owes me for helping her stop the duel and she needs to know what kind of man is working for her. Dad, make sure Killian is okay. I'll take Tink with me, Rufio will stay here."
Rufio looks up at the mention of his name.
Emma smiles at him. "It's safer this way. That way Mr. Peters doesn't see you."
Tink stands up. "I'm ready to go. But, Emma are you sure she can help?"
Emma tilts her head. "She is a Booth and they're powerful. If Sheriff Nottingham wants to keep his job, he will listen to her."
Emma is determined to get Killian out of that prison and she is starting to worry about just how dangerous Peters could be. Did Cora know what he was up to? If that was the case, that meant she was responsible for her kidnapping. Milah made more sense. Why would Cora want her kidnapped? Emma tries to think of possible reasons.
The carriage arrives at the Booth Estate. Emma and Tink walk to the door and knock.
"Darling girl, I didn't expect to see you so soon," Cora greets them, opening the door herself, for them to enter.
"Is Enith sick?" Emma asks as they enter the house.
Cora rolls her eyes. "No, she's fine. Now tell me, to what do I owe the pleasure of your visit."
"I need a favor," Emma says as she and Tink follow the older woman toward the office.
"A favor, what kind of favor?" Cora asks.
"I should say it's more of a payback for all those years my husband was alone."
Cora's smile thins. "What trouble has befallen the pirate?"
"He was arrested."
"I'm sorry Emma, but I can't say I'm surprised."
Tink scoffs. "Lady, Killian is innocent. Sheriff Nottingham knows this. He is saying there was contraband on the Jolly, but Killian gave it up in exchange for Emma. Nottingham hates Killian."
Emma smiles. "We still have the letter. The one that saved your son's life."
"Well, this is interesting. I'm being blackmailed by the pirate's wife."
Emma shakes her head. "Think of it as you wish. All I want is my husband home."
"Fine, I'll see what I can do."
"Oh and Cora, how well do you know Mr. Peters?"
"Why do you ask?"
Emma sighs and continues. "He was the one that ordered my kidnapping and that's not all. One of the boys he tricked into helping him was killed by his hand."
Cora turns white. "How can you make such serious accusations?"
"I befriended one of the boys and he helped me escape. He told me Peters' name and he saw him kill the other boy. I don't understand why he would want to kidnap me, but I think it has to do with Milah."
"I'm sorry darling, but your cousin is despicable. I wouldn't put it past her." Cora knows that Malcolm acted under her own orders, but blaming Milah couldn't be an easier out and it didn't bother her one bit.
"Is she here?" Emma asks.
"She was here earlier. I'm sorry dear, but I'd rather not have to lay eyes on her. As for your favor, I will see what I can do."
"Cora, you owe him. You owe us."
"I'll go talk to the Sheriff and I will stop by your house with news."
"Thank you." Emma nods to Tink and they both rise to leave.
Cora follows them out. As she watches the carriage leave, she wonders what trouble Malcolm has gotten into.
Nottingham's Office
Liam, Nemo, and Archie arrive and the quiet mannered man pounds on the door. Sheriff Nottingham welcomes them with a wide grin on his sleazy face.
"Please, come in and sit. Would any of you like something to drink? It's a special occasion for me so please don't judge me too harshly if I enjoy some rum," the lawman says as he pours himself a drink.
Archie is outraged. "You have no case against Killian and you know it! I have proof." He throws some documents on the desk.
The Sheriff smiles and tisks. "After all these years, you should call me by my first name, Keith. We have proof of stolen goods found on the ship."
Archie laughs. "You know that the ship was forfeited by Killian as a ransom for his wife. So you got your hands on the ship when Tink told you about the letter. We all know that the warehouse is clean of any stolen merchandise. This is just an attempt to finally best Killian by framing him. You didn't realize that he is not alone. He is not that poor orphan you've tried to step on."
"I agree with Archie, my brother is innocent and the proof you claim to have was planted by you. If we have to prove it we will, but mark my words Sheriff, you will pay for your treachery. Your questionable reputation is well known."
"Perhaps you all should be more respectful since I'm the one that decides if any of you get to see the pirate," Nottingham mocks. "But since I'm in such a great mood I will allow all of you to visit him." He smiles and yells out, "Guards!"
Nottingham sweats a bit but he feels confident that with August's support and the fact that Killian has a reputation, it will all turn out in his favor.
The men descend to the dungeons. Nemo and Archie quietly follow Liam and the guards leading the way. The cell is small, with a cot against the wall and a small barred window. Killian is looking out the window.
"I'm not in the bloody mood, Nottingham."
Liam clears his throat. "Brother, it's us."
Killian turns and walks to the barred door. "Liam, please take Emma to Arendelle. I don't want her to live with the humiliation that being married to me will inevitably bring. She deserves better. Perhaps even in time, she will find a suitor. I doubt I will get out of here. Nottingham will do everything in his power to make sure I rot in here."
Archie approaches from the back. "We will get you out of here. I promise."
Killian turns away as the three men leave with an unspoken promise to reunite the Captain with his wife.
Nottingham is sitting at his desk unable to hide his joy when the door opens and August saunters inside, uninvited.
August smiles. "I'm assuming it's done?"
"It is," he confirms with a wide grin.
"Any chance he'll try to escape?" August asks, sitting down.
"No, he wants to be an honorable man. If he attempted it, it would only make him look guilty."
"Sheriff, a favor, please. Ensure he isn't allowed visits from his wife."
"Of course. Hopper and some other men were visiting with him. The guards just let them out."
"I saw them come out before I entered. I should pay his wife a visit, to offer her my shoulder to cry on."
"How noble of you," Nottingham says. "Although, I'd advise you not to do that. Perhaps act as if you're unaware of the trouble that has befallen them."
August ponders the man's words, he could instead apologize for his behavior. "Thank you for your advice. I have a feeling things are going to start looking up for me."
The Sheriff wonders what Booth means by that, but he doesn't care to ask.
Hours later, David arrives at Nottingham's office and the man reluctantly allows him to visit Killian.
Killian swears to his father-in-law that he didn't do what he's accused of and begs him to keep an eye on Emma and to not bring her to see him like this. The thought of her in this place kills him. Mr. Nolan assures him that he believes him, if not only for the faith his daughter has in him. The distress he shows only increases the belief in his innocence.
Cora enters the office a little while later with an air of royalty. "Mr. Nottingham, I'm here to give you two choices. Please make sure you pick the right one. Release Killian Jones or cross me and bear the consequences. I'm sure you enjoy your job and the luxuries that come with it."
The Sheriff stares at her dumbfoundedly. "I'm sorry, are you threatening me?"
"Oh, dear Sheriff, you don't want to make an enemy out of me." She glares at him with her lips in a thin line. "I expect Mr. Jones to be released as soon as possible." Cora doesn't wait for an answer before sauntering out the door as regal as she had entered.
Emma is growing impatient, her dad has been gone for a while. No news from Cora or him is driving her crazy. She needs to know that Killian is okay, safe. As safe as he can be. So she sneaks out when Tink and Rufio are busy trying to make something for her to eat.
She reaches the Sheriff's faster than expected. She knocks and is called inside.
Sheriff Nottingham stands up as soon as his eyes land on her. She is a beautiful woman. He wonders if her desperation will lead her to some unsavory decisions. If he's honest, he wouldn't object to her trying to persuade him for her husband's freedom.
"Mrs. Jones, how can I help you?" His smile is lecherous to say the least.
"Sheriff, I'm here to see my husband." She stands tall with her head high.
"I'm afraid that's not possible," he shrugs.
"Excuse me? Why can't I see my husband?" Her fierce eyes threaten to burn him alive.
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Jones, there are some things I need to check before the nuns visit tomorrow for their weekly visit. Please, excuse me." He stands and goes to the door, and she makes her way to the door as well.
Emma is not happy but she has an idea. She remembers that the nuns visit the prisoners weekly to take them food and blankets.
She smiles as she decides her next stop The Convent.
Mother Superior is surprised to see her, and has nothing but pity in her eyes when Emma shares the reason for her visit. At first, Mother Superior feelsEmma shouldn't visit Killian, but when Emma shares the information about the donations Killian has been making anonymously to the convent, the nun has a change of heart. The nun offers her help in the form of a habit and veil for Emma to wear.
Mother Superior hands her the items. "You will wear this. Perhaps, arrive early enough to change and then we can leave."
"Thank you, Mother Superior. Please, don't deny Killian the ability to give money to the orphans. He has a good heart and he thought you wouldn't accept the money if you knew where it came from."
Mother Superior smiles kindly at Emma.
Jones' Home
Tink is startled by a knock on the door and she goes to answer it. August Booth stands there with a smile on his face.
She locks eyes with him. "What do you want?"
"Is Emma home? I would like to apologize for my behavior."
Tink stares. "And you think it's proper for you to come looking for Emma and not ask for her husband to be present?"
"I owe Emma an apology, not the Pirate," he shrugs nonchalantly. "Could you please fetch her."
"I'm not the maid. And you should apologize to both Emma and Killian. All of you rich people think you're above Killian, but you did something Killian would have never ever done or had the need to. I'm sorry your wife lied to you but you're not the only victim here. She hurt Emma and Killian as well. To be honest, I don't think Emma is ready to see you." She slams the door in his face.
August stands in front of the door, reeling from what the girl had said. Not a lot of women would have talked to him like that. His position would have warranted him special treatment, but this girl didn't care who he was.
He decides to leave before she comes out to lecture him more. He feels dirty and ashamed.
Sometime later Emma arrives home just before her father arrives with an update. Emma is not happy to hear from her father's lips that Killian doesn't want her to go see him. She'll give him a piece of her mind when she sees him.
The last visit is from Cora to let her know she paid the Sheriff a visit and gave him an ultimatum. She assures Emma that he will take it.
That night, Emma finds comfort in the fact that she will see her husband soon.
~~~
After her visit with the Sheriff, Cora summons Malcolm. She tells him that he needs to finish his job before he leaves. He cannot stay if he values his freedom.
Malcolm meets Milah near the fields of the Booth Estate as she makes her way back home from her visit with the healer. He knows her well. He startles the horse which jumps and throws her off. She lays on the ground grabbing her stomach. "Malcolm, what are you doing?" she hisses.
Malcolm locks eyes with her. "My job." He presses his foot on her stomach.
Understanding dawns on Milah's face. Cora's words. In a perfect world you'd be dead.
"Wait-" she gasps, "the baby, it's a Booth."
Malcolm pauses for a second then resumes his attack. It must be a trick, a last resort for pity.
Once her life is gone he picks her body up and carries it to the horse and heads back to the Estate.
August can't get the blonde girl out of his mind. She has a fire that calls to him. He shakes his head. Last time he thought along the same line his heart got broken.
His thoughts are interrupted when he sees Malcolm walking beside his horse. The horse appears to be carrying a body. As the man gets closer it's easy to see who it is: Milah. He stays away.
Malcolm tells Cora about the mention of a baby. He swears it was a trick, but Cora asks him to get the doctor.
Sadly the doctor confirms the death of both the child and mother. Her grandchild. She's killed her son's child.
Malcolm decides it's his time to leave, Cora had given him his payment. He left, but not before telling her he was going to Port Hook to secure transport on a ship. He asks her to go with him.
~~~
Graham arrives at the Nolan's with a piece of jewelry and news of the doctor, and David informs them of what Emma had told him about Malcolm Peters.
Snow recognizes the piece. It was one she stopped wearing some years back, but it was one of a kind. Brennan had gifted it to her when she announced her pregnancy.
The question was simple: why kidnap Emma?
Who had to gain from her disappearance? Snow keeps wondering. If Emma is correct, Milah makes sense, but would the Booth steward do something like that for her?
The only person with power is Cora and the jewel belonged to her.
Snow remembers how desperate she was to find Emma. She asked Cora for help and in exchange, she wasn't supposed to reveal that Killian was Brennan's son.
That's the only thing that makes sense. Emma also said that she was not meant to be harmed. It was a scare tactic.
Ingrid and Elsa keep Snow company while the men try to get Killian out of prison. Graham had made a comment that Nottingham is not a man to be trusted and that he has heard rumors of people wanting to get rid of him.
Snow wonders if Cora is somehow behind the arrest of her son-in-law. If not Cora, it has to be August. He was the only one angry enough to pull something like this.
~~~Next Day
Emma wakes up earlier than normal to go to the convent. She is nervous and excited. It's thrilling to sneak around to go visit her husband. She wastes no time and dresses quickly and sneaks out before Tink and Rufio wake up. They are taking their job in keeping an eye on her too seriously. They both claim that would be the number one order from Killian. To keep her safe.
She arrives at the Convent soon enough and she is guided to one of the rooms to change. It is odd to be wearing the habit once more. She is sure to put on the veil. She hopes that the Sheriff doesn't notice her. Once they arrive at the prison, Mother Superior tells her to stay in the back so she is not visible.
Sheriff Nottingham greets them as soon as they arrive and he sends one of the guards with them.
The nuns split up and the guard keeps his attention on Mother Superior. She smiles at the man. "My girls are only going to hand out food and blankets. How dangerous can that be?"
The man gives them space. Emma distances herself from the group. She really hopes she is going the right way, something tells her she is. When you love someone you just know.
She walks to the last cell. It is dark and dirty. She approaches the bars. "Killian," she calls out as softly as she can.
The movement from the back of the cell catches her eye. A figure slowly approaches. "Emma, what are you doing here? I asked your father to not bring you."
Emma rolls her eyes. "As you can see, my father didn't bring me, the Lord did. And I don't listen, I never do."
He quirks a brow, and takes her in. She is wearing a nun habit.
"Why are you wearing that?"
"The Sheriff didn't allow me to come see you. I had to see you. I needed to know you were alright."
"Love, I just want you to know that I'm innocent. I love you."
"I love you too, I miss you terribly. Tink and Rufio are driving me crazy!" she laughs.
"Yet, you're here without them. I will have words with them."
"No, Killian. This was the only way I could think of to get in here to see you."
"Love, be careful. You need to stick with Tink. I hope this is the last time you sneak away from them. I worry about you."
"I promise I'll take care of myself and I'll wait for your return."
"Emma, you have to consider that my return may not be possible."
"Well, I'm not giving up. No one is. We are getting you home. Cora will help."
"Love-"
"Don't say it-" she raises her hand.
"Sister, Emma. Sister."
"I have to go, but this is not over. I don't care what I have to do."
Killian stares as she walks into the dark hall leading her out.
Bloody hell.
~~~
The men are actively working together to overthrow the Sheriff. Graham had mentioned an old friend wanted to end the Sheriff's reign of terror. His beloved had experienced it first hand. They were tired of the poverty that man pushed upon the lower class. Nottingham is a greedy man but he still has one weakness. Marian Locksley. The one that got away. The one that chose another man. His pride would be the end of him.
Snow decides it's time to confront Cora, her oldest friend, and Cora welcomes Snow with open arms. After all, she does have to deliver the news of Milah's passing.
As soon as they are alone in the office, Snow can't keep quiet any longer. "You had my daughter kidnapped? Why, because of a secret?"
Cora stares at her with wide eyes before she can deny it.
Snow throws the piece of jewelry Hyde had in his possession.
Cora sighs. "I meant the girl no harm. I had to find a way to motivate you into staying quiet. In the end, the secret was revealed regardless."
"My daughter was just a pawn to you. You could have simply asked me to keep quiet."
"Snow, we both know you cannot keep a secret. It was a desperate move. I was just trying to protect my son."
"I may not know Killian that well, but he couldn't care less about your money."
"Please accept my apology. I will make things right. I'm helping Emma get her husband out of prison."
"And you think that makes it alright?"
"I haven't even mentioned your niece's horrible behaviour."
"Oh, Milah will be dealt with."
"Snow," Cora's face changes for a second. "About Milah, I'm afraid she had an accident and she is gone."
"She had an accident?"
"Yes, I was going to send word to you but you arrived."
"What kind of accident? I want to see her, and please don't pretend like you cared for her. You hated her."
"Doctor Whale is going to send a carriage to pick up her body, for now it is in her room."
"I still want to see her," Snow said. "She is my family."
Cora nods and escorts Snow to the room.
Snow gasps as she sees the body of her niece. She is so still and it's so surreal. Milah was full of life and now it's gone. The tears flow. How is she going to tell David?
"I'm really sorry, Snow. You have to believe me. If I had known about the baby, I would have made sure she was taking care of herself."
"Baby?" The one word makes August's presence known. He had been standing silently in the door entrance.
"She was with child?"
"I'm sorry, son. I meant to tell you."
"Did you do this? Did you hurt her to make her pay for her behavior?" Snow asked. "Like you had Emma kidnapped to keep me quiet?"
August turns to his mother. "Oh my god, you had Emma kidnapped? Milah was found by your right-hand man, Malcolm. What have you done?"
"Oh please, son. Get off your high horse. Tell Snow that you had her son-in-law arrested, your brother, all because he had the misfortune of meeting your wife first. And before you try to deny it, I had a talk with the Sheriff and he wouldn't release him when I asked because he thinks he has a better ally, and you're the only one that fits the description."
Snow scoffs. "You two deserve each other. I cannot believe there was a time I considered you both family." Snow storms out.
"I'm nothing like you, Mother." August spits the words like venom as he shakes his head and leaves as well.
Cora stands alone. Port Hook is starting to sound more appealing. Her son is as stubborn as his father. He will not forgive her.
August has never felt more sick. His mother had Emma kidnapped. She kept his brother from him. Yes, he still feels betrayed. Milah, oh how he loved her. She is gone, her and their child. His mother made sure of it. She didn't even deny it. The girl, Tink, had said his actions were beneath Killian. The pirate captain with the dastardly reputation was a better man than him. His brother. He had to make things right. Be the best man he could be and perhaps someday he could have a brother.
~~~
Marian Locksley waits for Sheriff Nottingham. She sits patiently in his office while he is no doubt torturing the inmates.
The Sheriff's surprise is evident when he notices her in his office. "Marian, to what do I owe the pleasure of your company?"
She simply smiles but doesn't respond.
"Does your husband know you are here?"
"Yes, Robin knows I'm here. Now the reason for my visit is simple. I'm here to tell you that you're out. You are no longer Sheriff of Misthaven."
"Oh Marian, you have no power to do so."
"Keith Nottingham, did you really think no one knew of your disgusting indiscretions? How you take advantage of all the women that walk through your door? These women are so desperate to see their husbands freed, they are willing to do anything. They share your bed in exchange for their husbands' freedom and in order to keep their secrets, you blackmail them to continue. Let me tell you, it wasn't unnoticed."
He looks at her with sheer hatred. "You know, you are not as desirable as you once were. The years have not been kind to you. I've shared my bed with women who are breathtakingly beautiful like you once were. Now you are only an old hag."
"Yes, the years have not gone unnoticed, but those years? I would not trade them for one second with you. Now tell me, what deal did you make to get your hands on Captain Jones?"
"That doesn't concern you."
She pulls out a pistol and aims it towards him. "Actually, it does, because he helps the people. The orphans and all the people you like to step on. Why do you think you never had any proof to arrest him?"
"Guards!" he calls out.
"I'm sorry, no one is coming to save you. They're not your men."
The pistol goes off and from that distance, it is a fatal shot.
In the end, many changes came.
Killian was freed upon the death of Sheriff Nottingham, and August Booth confirmed to the town that the charges weren't valid. Killian was once again home with his beloved wife. Growing up an orphan had made him believe he would never have a family of his own. But now he has a wife he adores. Family and friends he never thought were possible. And, he was not the only one that found a family.
Killian and August were able to move past their issues. With Milah's death, Killian's brother was able to see past his anger and remorse set in. After realizing the depth of his treacherous behavior and making amends, he eventually found a surprising match with Tink.
Rufio was welcomed as an addition to the Jones crew. In fact, Captain Jones had taken Rufio under his wing and is teaching him how to sail.
Cora had found her way to Port Hook just in time to board the ship with Malcolm Peters. The two were never seen again. Then again, the ship never made another port.
Misthaven found a new Sheriff, one that was honorable, Captain Nemo. He'd fallen in love with the small town and never left.
Archie and Ingrid fell in love. Liam and Elsa moved to Misthaven and live a few houses from them. Graham too decided to give up his lonely life on the outskirts of Golden Cove and moved back to Misthaven. Eventually, his old friend Snow introduced him to the woman who would become his wife.
There's also one more addition that is coming in a few months…
Blonde hair dances in the salty sea wind. A small hand gently caresses a swollen belly. The woman's glowing smile gets bigger as she sees the sails of her beloved's ship fast approaching. "Your papa is home, little bean."
Hello my lovelies! First, sorry about the double post yesterday. Had some issues with Tumblr. Sorry, I’m running late today.
Yes, a chapter a day.
This story will be finished by the end of the month. :)
A love story between a pirate and his savior. An innocent, beautiful, selfless woman meets a man with no manners, no formal education and not even a last name. Will Emma fall in love with Killian once she discovers that beneath his tough exterior lies a heart-wild, but a heart of gold? This is a Captain Swan AU
Beta-ed by the wonderful @ilovemesomekillianjones
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Chapter 7: First Meetings and Secret Meetings
Milah wakes early and gets dressed before August wakes and has a chance to question her. She is so excited to see Killian. She smiles to herself and doesn't realize she is not alone until it is too late.
"Where are you heading so early cousin?" Emma asks.
Milah turns to look at her cousin and answers with a taunting comment, "Oh Emma, I didn't realize you were still here. I assumed that you had already returned to the safety of the convent." Milah continues, "I thought you were only checking in on Aunt Snow and would have left as soon as possible. I just assumed that spending too much time here would be somewhat uncomfortable for you. I'm only looking out for your wellbeing."
"I'm doing just great, you don't have to worry about me. I'm just not used to seeing you awake so early. You, dear cousin, have never been an early riser." Emma smiles as she answers and tilts her head to the side as she observes Milah. She can tell she is nervous. Why is she so nervous?
"I was just heading out; I wanted to go check on the house to make sure everything is running smoothly since Aunt Snow is currently staying here." Milah tries to sound convincing and fails miserably even to her own ears.
Emma smiles sweetly. "I see. To answer one of your questions, you are correct. That was the original plan, a quick visit. Unfortunately, your mother-in-law Cora insisted I stayed longer to help lighten my mother's spirits because she is worried about her, and how can I refuse such an invitation?" Emma takes a breath and adds, "I apologize, dear cousin if that is not an acceptable situation for you. I don't know why you would think I would feel uncomfortable?"
"I thought you wouldn't want to be here seeing as you were trained by my mother-in-law to be the perfect wife for her son. Isn't it extremely hot wearing that awful nun's habit? I suppose you have to get used to it. I better go, I don't want to be gone that long. Could you please let August know? I did not want to wake him, he looked so peaceful in his sleep."
Emma nods and waits for Milah to leave the room, then rises quickly to follow Milah. She doesn't want to lose her. Soon they reach the beach and what appears to be a little cabin. Emma wonders what business her cousin has at this place.
She had made sure to keep a good distance while she followed Milah. She looks around to make sure no one had noticed her as she approaches the slightly open window and strains her ears to listen to the conversation inside.
Milah walks into Killian's cabin as if she owns the place. Killian just stares at her, she looks beautiful. He had sent Smee away earlier to do some errands and arrange a meeting with Archie. He also wanted to ensure some privacy if Milah was to make an appearance.
"Killian I have missed you so much; I truly thought I would never see you again..." Milah begins.
"Oh love; I can see how broken-hearted you were about my absence. To prove your devotion the first thing you do is marry the bloke with the biggest wallet that offers to make you his wife?" Killian yells at her. "You promised yourself in marriage to me and you broke your promise and for that, you will pay, I will tell your husband how many times I had you in my bed and how each time you begged for more."
Milah looks at him with wide eyes trying to think of a way to calm him.
"I married him to save my family Killian, I had already lost all hope of happiness with you and that is the only reason I accepted the proposal. You have to know what marrying into his family could mean to anyone. The advantages it offers. So when my frigid cousin lost the opportunity and I was offered the chance I had to take it." Milah hates the way he is looking at her.
Killian had always looked at her with such love and admiration. She was used to being second choice. She knew her aunt and uncle loved her, but Emma would always come first. Killian was hers alone and she didn't have to share him.
"How exactly did the opportunity present itself? And before you answer, I know how that mind of yours works and what it holds value to. Make sure you are telling the truth."
"I bumped into August during my stay in Port Royal before I met you and he took a liking to me right away. I knew who he was and to be honest I didn't care. I hold no true loyalty to my cousin. I thought if he chose me I would be getting the life I deserve, and at the same time, I could take something my cousin loved. It would have been a double win for me. If you knew my cousin you would understand. The poor thing wouldn't know what to do to captivate and maintain any man's attention even if her life depended on it. To be honest, I didn't have to do much. I just wanted something that was meant to be hers because she has had it all. I had no idea I had been successful until after you left for your deal."
"Oh, lass do not even try to lie. I know you well enough to know you must have worked extra hard to charm him into picking you. You, my dear, do not like to leave anything to chance. After all, you came looking for me."
Emma stands dumbfounded listening to the conversation that starts to fade as her worst fears are confirmed. She had noticed that some of Milah's comments seemed to show she enjoyed flaunting her marriage in Emma's face. She likes hurting her. Milah had set out to get August's attention. Not only that but she seems to have had some sort of dalliance with the man she was meeting secretly.
It hurts so much, she had loved Milah like a sister and now she is finding out how little Milah cared for her in return. The resentment her cousin felt for her was so great. Tears start to fall. Emma refocuses on the conversation inside, sniffling quietly
"Killian we can make this work. For a while, we would need to meet in secret and see each other whenever it is possible and enjoy our time together thoroughly. We can enjoy our time together while my dear husband regales me with jewelry and riches and one day soon, we take it all and escape." Milah approaches him and reaches out to touch him.
Killian ponders her offer. His first thought had been to steal her away, but that is too simple for the offense. Then he'd just wanted to make August pay with his life for taking his love away. But now he wants to humiliate him, he has taken what was Killian's. He wants for the great August Booth to be ridiculed. He smiles at Milah and answers. "I accept your offer, but know this, if you try to double-cross me in any way, I will make you pay dearly. You'd better leave now, I have an important meeting to attend."
"Oh, I thought we might have time for a little reconnecting."
"I'm afraid this meeting is something I cannot postpone," Killian said.
"When will I see you then? You are not going to meet with another woman are you?" Milah asks angrily.
"Jealous, love?" Killian asks with a smirk. "To answer your question, I'm meeting with an old friend. Now go!"
Milah storms out of the small cabin to make her way home.
Emma stays hidden contemplating what to do with this newfound information. Suddenly someone grabs her. She turns to look at the culprit. He towers over her, dark hair and a nicely trimmed beard. He's dressed in all black, but what captivates her are his brilliant blue eyes.
Killian had seen a flash of blonde hair and at first, he'd thought was that it was Tink. He wanted to make sure she had not listened in to his conversation with Milah. He studies the woman in front of him carefully. She is beautiful and wearing a nun's habit. He realizes who she must be... Milah's cousin, Emma. He is about to question her when she beats him to it.
"How is it you know my cousin?"
Killian answers, "Oh lass, I know your cousin," Killian pauses, licks his lips and takes a step closer, invading her space, he leans over as he finishes his answer, "intimately."
Emma takes a step back. "Why would my cousin want anything to do with a dirty, filthy pirate like you?" She stands her ground and waits for an answer.
Killian laughs and responds. "Oh darling, I assure you I bathe quite frequently, but if you would like to ensure my cleanliness, I would gladly oblige." Killian winks at her and smirks. He can tell she is uncomfortable with the conversation.
"How dare you speak to me in that manner? You are disgusting!" Emma says and continues, "How long have you known my cousin?"
"That is not your concern. I am curious, what did you overhear? Even for a lowlife like me, eavesdropping is not good form."
"I don't owe you an explanation, but since I was raised with manners I will, I was simply walking by and saw my cousin leaving your home. I too was curious. If I had heard any part of your conversation, I would not be asking you, would I?"
"Oh darling, you are feisty, not at all like your cousin described you. She truly did not do you justice. I have never seen a more beautiful nun in my life. Even with that dreadful habit you are wearing, you are simply alluring." Killian wants to distract her and continues to rake his eyes over her form.
Emma just looks at him and says firmly, "Stay away from my family. I don't care what you think you shared with my cousin in the past. She is married now, so for once in your life try doing something honorable."
Emma walks past him and does not look back.
Killian watches her walk away. Too bad he's not an honorable man, he is nothing but a selfish pirate.
He needs to tell Milah that her cousin knows about their dalliance and most likely has an idea about the plans they wish to set into motion. He had been surprised by the way Emma talked to him. Milah had described a pushover. He'd assumed she was someone who he could easily intimidate into submission. When she didn't back down during their conversation, he knew he was terribly wrong. They were going to need to be more careful in the future. The good news is that she couldn't really cause trouble if she was hidden away at the convent.
Now all he needs is Archie to reintroduce him to August and he will have direct access to Milah. He knows his reputation could possibly be a problem, but he will use their friendship, albeit brief, as an opening to get close to him and secure the steward position that has been vacant for a while.
A love story between a pirate and his savior. An innocent, beautiful, selfless woman meets a man with no manners, no formal education and not even a last name. Will Emma fall in love with Killian once she discovers that beneath his tough exterior lies a heart-wild, but a heart of gold? This is a Captain Swan AU
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Chapter 19: Unfortunate Encounters
Time has ceased to move forward; at least that is how Emma and Killian feel. They find themselves in an almost euphoric state. They are so happy and they don't want to go out in the real world. They are currently sitting in the small kitchen enjoying the last of the food in an attempt to nourish them for the day.
Yet they will without a doubt soon find themselves venturing out into the world.
He knows that she wants to go check on her mother and he needs to check in on his business since he has left Smee without supervision for far too long. He trusts Smee but there is no need to give the man any temptation to possibly betray him. He knows his first mate to be a greedy man and for as long as he has been in his employ they have been successful in obtaining riches. He knows that is one of the main reasons he has remained loyal for so long; Killian has been a generous Captain and the relationship has been lucrative for the crew but none have enjoyed his generosity like his plump, red hat wearing first mate.
He is brought back to reality at the sound of his wife's soothing voice.
"Killian, I was wondering if I may join you on your trip to the Booth Estate. While you go about your duties I can visit with my mother but first, we will need to stop at the market for some food and other essentials."
"My love, I would love your company. I do need to stop at my office and check in with Smee. Then on my return, we can make a quick trip to the market and after that, we can head to the Booth's together."
"I can also go with you to the office. I would love to see it."
"Love, under normal circumstances I would be honored if you would accompany me but it is not a normal office. It is a room above my friend's tavern." He notices her eyes downcast at the mention of the tavern because although his wife has led a sheltered life she will still know the kind of dealings that go on in a tavern. "The location is only temporary; I will find an appropriate location soon. I will also need some sort of warehouse for the products. Last time I spoke with Archie before his departure he mentioned everything was flowing smoothly. If it would please you I can also send Smee in search for our food and whatever other supplies you require. That way we can have some extra time together and we can enjoy each other's company a bit longer now." He was looking at her with a gleam of mischief and promise of very enjoyable activities.
He would rather continue to enjoy his time with Emma; he had become addicted to her in such a short time. He wants to reach out and grab her and show her how much enjoyment he has to offer.
She looks into his cerulean eyes and feels a shiver go down her spine. She shakes off the desire and her mind clears.
"You look at me like you want to devour me and I would love to continue to enjoy your company but we both have some duties to fulfill. If you cannot accompany me to the market I am capable of going alone while you go to your office and take care of your business. Then we can go to the Booth's together."
"My love, I believe I have proven extensively that I can, in fact, devour you and I gladly will continue doing so until the end of time." He smiles as he holds her hand. "If I didn't know better I would say that you are denying your husband. That is simply bad form, love."
"I'm not denying my insatiable husband anything. Besides, one of us has to be reasonable and I thought you liked my form." She smiles and bites her lower lip. "All I'm saying is that you need to report back at the Estate and I need to check up on my mother. If only to prove I'm still alive and that you have been good to me." She flushes at the last statement. He had been good to her and made her feel things she knew nothing of.
Killian studies her face and smiles at her slightly flushed face. She is correct although all he wishes is for them to remain in the comfort of their home. They have duties and he feels reassured at the realization that they have their futures ahead of them. The vow was simple 'until death do us part'.
"It seems I cannot deny you anything, since you insist on going to the market instead of allowing me to send Smee in our place. I should be done in an hour. Is that enough time for you to go to the market and return home and then we can make the trip to the Booth Estate together."
"Yes, Killian, that should be enough time."
She notices he looks upset. "What is bothering you?"
"I don't like the idea of you going alone to the market. Before you jump to conclusions it is not because I think you are not capable." He takes a deep breath. "Sweetheart, I know you are more than capable of going to the market but everyone that has ever mattered to me has been snatched away from me and I'm afraid to lose you too."
"Nothing is going to happen to me if I go to the market alone. I may have a solution for that. How about we get Tink out of the Convent and bring her to live with us? We could get her a tutor or I could do it myself. I was homeschooled by the best tutors courtesy of Cora."
"Emma, would you truly do that for her? Wouldn't it seem improper? We are newlyweds and I hate to admit this but my reputation with women may not be the best and sadly it was well earned." In reality, he doesn't know how to tell her of his past with Tink.
"It will not be improper because we are married and besides we both know she hates the Convent. I know your reputation with women but I know you love me and Tink is my friend."
"We will discuss this later once we are in the comfort of our home."
"I have another question before you go. Killian, shouldn't Archie be back from Arendelle by now?"
"I believe the question you are truly asking is if your father should have returned by now and the answer is yes, but it truly depends on the weather, love."
"Oh, that is good news I can share with my mother." She smiles brightly then suddenly starts fidgeting in her seat.
"I was wondering if you plan on staying as Steward at the Booth's after August and Milah return."
He knows that is not the real question she is asking him. "No sweetheart. Once August returns I will tender my resignation. My business is doing fairly well and I have enough money saved for us to live comfortably. If you want to talk about this further we will."
They finally say their goodbyes and he leans in to kiss her. He truly wishes that she would have succumbed to the temptation of staying home and finding sustenance within each other.
Killian is walking to The Golden Goose Tavern thinking about the rest of the day and what it holds for them. He knows Cora doesn't object to his absence. He hates that he will be providing Cora a bit of information that will surely brighten up the rest of her life. He will be giving her her heart's desire once he informs her that upon August's returns he will be tendering his resignation. He hates giving that woman the satisfaction.
He has no idea how soon he will be giving his resignation and coming face to face with a scorned ex-lover.
Enith is tending to the garden when she sees a carriage approaching. She runs towards the house and goes straight to Cora's bedroom. She knocks urgently to get her mistresses attention.
"Come in," the older woman commands.
"Mrs. Booth, Mr. August, and Miss Milah have returned." The maid is filled with excitement at the news. She knows her mistress will be in a better mood now.
"Good, finally, thank you." Cora promptly gets to her door and in seconds is on her way to greet her son.
"Milah, I saw the carriage from my window. Oh, August it is so good to see you both." She hugs them tightly.
"Aunt Snow, we left as soon as we received your message. Did we make it in time?" Milah hopes that is the case.
"I'm afraid not. The wedding took place last week. I wasn't even present at my daughter's wedding." Snow says with tear-filled eyes.
"Emma is so different now and it is all that man's fault. I tried to convince her to wait for her father, for you but she refused. I tried anything and everything to deter her."
"That does sound unlike her. I wish we would have made it in time. I'm sorry; we really tried to arrive to stop Emma but we failed."
"Mrs. Nolan, how is it possible that Emma agreed to marry Killian? Last time we saw her, she was still insisting that being a nun was her aspiration."
"I have no idea. They spent a lot of time together because of that man they found sick and beaten. He found a way to corrupt her thoughts. She would have never thought to raise her voice at me before coming across that man. I just want my daughter back." Snow sniffles. "August, I asked your mother for help since I knew of her dislike for the man but my pleas fell on deaf ears."
Sadly, Cora is not the first to reach the newly arrived company. She is astounded at the speed in which Snow arrived to greet August and Milah. She cannot help but think that for someone with health issues, Snow sure moves quickly. She arrives just in time to overhear the end of the story that her old friend is telling them. She should have known that Snow would tattle and complain she did nothing to stop the wedding.
"Mother, it is so good to see you." August greets her and goes to hug her.
"Mrs. Nolan was informing us about the endless assistance you offered to Emma in marrying Killian, a man you despise and no one knows the reason." He looks at his mother curiously.
Cora lets out a laugh at the scene in front of her. "Let me guess, she was complaining that I did nothing to stop the wedding. That I didn't forbid Emma from marrying Mr. Jones."
"Mother, we all know that you hate Killian. I remember mentioning a match between them before he started his Steward position here and you were appalled. Then we leave on our honeymoon and come back to the news that you pretty much gift wrapped Emma for Killian. Explain to me, how any of this makes sense?"
"Oh, well, it is quite simple. You married her cousin instead of her. To make up for that unfortunate circumstance and lack of judgment on your behalf, I helped the poor girl since her mother just about disowned her for merely following her heart."
Milah cannot stop herself. "Following her heart? My cousin hates Killian just as much as you do and if it's possible even more." She completely misses her slip of the tongue but her mother-in-law catches it.
"Oh, my darling girl referring to another man by their first name indicates a very intimate knowledge of said person, and to come to his defense? I'm sure Killian would appreciate the gesture coming from a stranger. That is very unbecoming behavior for a newly wedded and young girl of your class to say of a mere stranger." She is intensely studying her reaction as she finishes speaking.
"Oh, I didn't mean anything by it. I have just heard August refer to Mr. Jones in such an affectionate way that it slipped."
Snow just watches the conversations between them.
"Of course darling, I'm sure that is all it is." Cora analyzes Milah's face and she can tell there is so much more to this story. She will leave that for now.
"August, dear, I thought you would be happy and approve of my assistance in the union of your," she rolls her eyes, "childhood friend and Emma, after all, you boasted of what a wonderful match it would be, did you not? Interesting, isn't it, Milah dear. How upset my son is to hear of the wedding of his ex-betrothed?"
Milah glances at August. "Does it bother you that Emma married someone else?"
"Of course not, I'm just concerned since she assured everyone that she wanted to take the vows and look at how distraught your poor aunt is."
Enith is still frozen in place and suddenly volunteers some interesting information.
"There was a rumor going on in town about a young countess getting involved in an unsavory relationship with Mr. Jones."
Snow snaps. "Are you implying my daughter had a prior relationship with that pirate before? She was betrothed to marry August and once that was no longer an option she was heartbroken and joined the convent."
"I'm sorry, I'm only repeating what I heard in town. If it wasn't Miss Emma, the only other choice would be Miss Milah." Enith cowers under Snow's glare.
All eyes fall on Milah. She takes a breath and defends herself. "I have lived in Port Royal most of my life and once I arrived here I was soon courted by my husband. It wasn't me. Oh, dear, it seems my perfect little cousin was not as innocent as she has led all us to believe." She looks in her mother-in-law's direction. "Maybe now you will see that I was the best choice for your son."
"Milah, you know perfectly well, Emma would never do anything like that." Snow is outraged that her niece would so easily taint her daughter's name.
"Aunt Snow, you have to admit she was adamant in marrying him. You said it yourself, there was no stopping her. No way to reason with her. Haven't you asked yourself why?"
Snow glares at Milah and walks away with her head high. "I don't need to further defend my daughter's honor."
"Mother, do you think Emma was in a relationship with Killian, prior to my return?"
"I would find it hard to believe but seeing as she just married him. I don't know, but I do know of the gossip that erupted once the news of the upcoming nuptials and leading up to the wedding day was extreme. I can only imagine that there was quite a spectacle at the chapel. Oh and the whispers of the gossiping commoners as they gathered around only to witness the fall from grace of a woman of honor degrading herself by joining her life to a lowlife bastard scoundrel. Sadly, I could not attend and show my support for such a union in public even if I hold Emma in high regards. I need to maintain some sort of pride in our image."
Milah cannot believe it; they are too late. "August, sweetheart, I'm going to go check on my aunt she was so upset. I hate that my cousin has disappointed her so much."
"Yes my love, you are so sweet and caring."
She smiles at him sweetly and glances at Cora as she walks away to follow her distraught aunt.
"Son, maybe we should continue this conversation inside. Even though we are in our home it will not stop the help from talking." Cora then turns to her faithful housemaid and waves her to follow. "Enith, go make sure that my son's bedroom is ready for him and his wife to rest because of the long trip they just endured."
They walk inside the big house. Cora cannot help herself and assesses her son's behavior to the news. It is almost as intriguing as her daughter-in-laws reaction.
"Mother, I have to admit that I'm shocked at the turn of events."
"Son, why are you lingering at the fact that Emma married Mr. Jones? What truly bothers you? The fact Emma married your old friend or just the fact that she married at all? Cora cannot contain her smile. "My dear boy, you wanted her to pine for you in perpetuity. I would never have thought of you to be such an egotistical man."
August looks away from his mother to avoid her knowing eyes. "Mother you are wrong. I'm just surprised at the swiftness of the events. It does make me wonder if perhaps there had been a hidden affair between the two."
"I will not dwell on those thoughts. I'm just glad it is over with. The thought of having to continue being civil with the man tires me."
"Mother, how much help did you offer?"
"Enough to move things along and I may have offered a dowry as well."
"That sounds generous of you."
"He declined the dowry. Maybe you were right and they are a good match. Now I feel a headache coming, please excuse me."
She leaves her son standing in the middle of the living room as she walks to her room in a triumphant strut.
August, feeling dejected walks aimlessly towards the office and finds solace in the company of his father's ghost.
Milah walks to her aunt's room and knocks.
"I don't want to talk to anyone."
"It's me."
Snow opens the door and looks at her niece and waves her in.
"I'm sorry for the things I said."
"You know perfectly well that Emma would have never done anything to disgrace the family name."
"That means you think it was me."
"I never said such a thing. Milah, people talk because they have nothing better to do. I believe that sometimes situations are misread. Perhaps my sweet Emma was just seen being polite and nice to the pirate and because of his reputation it was seen as scandalous."
"I think you are right. It was probably just an innocent encounter."
"Aunt Snow, maybe I should go see her and talk to her. I know it is too late but there are possible solutions. Offer the pirate money to leave her and send her away."
Yes, that could definitely work. They could send Emma away and keep the money for themselves. That solution would be perfect. She would keep Killian and no one would ever know that it was her. Actually, they would realize it by the time it was too late. She could see herself and Killian in a faraway land enjoying each other.
"Milah, I think that is a lovely idea. I don't have the address but Cora does. I'm sure she would not object to giving you the information."
"I think it would be a better idea if you ask her for it. She still has not warmed up to me."
"I will go ask her for the address. I really had hoped you would have arrived in time. I will be right back."
Snow leaves Milah behind in her room. Milah hears the door shut close behind her aunt. She walks to the window and thinks of her next move.
Meanwhile, Emma and Killian are leaving their home after an early day of errands.
Killian had quickly gone over the daily reports. Michael Thomas had proven to be a fast learner even though he was left to be trained by Smee. He would catch Mr. Thomas looking at him once in a while and then he would smile and ask him if there was anything else for him to do. Killian found the behavior odd and had asked him numerous times the reason behind his stares. The man would simply answer, "You remind me of someone I used to know."
Killian thanked Smee and Mr. Thomas for their work and informed them he needed to leave early to meet with his wife.
Smee would smile at him slyly as if he was in on a secret.
Killian noticed Mr. Thomas open his mouth and promptly close it.
"Is there anything else, Mr. Thomas?"
"No, I just wanted to extend my congratulations on your marriage and wish you a good day sir. I would greatly appreciate it if you would say hello to Miss Emma. I hope that I'm not overstepping."
"You are not overstepping. My wife is very fond of you. I will gladly convey your wishes and greetings to her. If that is all for the day, I have to meet my wife at home, enjoy the rest of the day."
Killian finally makes his way to his lovely wife. They exchange a quick kiss hello mostly because Emma is afraid Killian will get carried away and are quickly on their way to the Booth Estate in the carriage.
Emma is looking out of the small window admiring the scenery. "Are you nervous to go back to the Booth's?"
"No, I'm just hoping my father is here soon. The longer I wait for his arrival, knowing he is on a ship finally coming home, I worry something has happened."
"My sweet love, everything will be fine and before you know it your father will be here."
"You do know we both will have to answer to him about our rushed wedding among other things. My mother will not stay quiet about her position on the nuptials."
"For you my love I would face anyone, including an unhappy father. Besides, I truly believe I will win him over once he gets to know me like I did his stunning daughter."
The ride had ended speedily because of the discussion and the kisses Killian sneaked in during the conversation. They arrive at the house only to come face to face with an irate woman.
Milah sees the carriage approach the house from her aunt's window. She runs out of the room and makes her way to meet the carriage occupiers.
She is so full of anger she cannot think straight. Once she reaches her destination she stops in her tracks as she sees the intimate interactions between the loving couple. Milah glares at the pair.
"How does marrying my cousin help our plans? Please explain your reasoning to me."
Killian straightens his back and the tension rising there causes a loud crackling pop.
"Oh, Milah you are back. You must share details of the honeymoon, since I owe my breathtaking bride a much-deserved honeymoon of her own. It seems that some plans change and are not meant to come to fruition." He holds on to Emma's hand and looks at Milah. "You have personal experience in that matter. If you recall, there was once a long betrothal entered by an innocent young girl and a short courtship between a very different woman and a commoner that led to a proposal as well. The young girl got her heart broken and the other only thinking of her well being accepted the second proposal forgetting the promise she had made. In that moment a familial bond and a commitment made of love were broken."
Milah doesn't back down as his gaze stays focused on her every move, it is not fueled with passion but with fury.
"The man you left behind is no more."
"I refuse to take this lying down and be miserable, married to August? You and I had plans." She turns to Emma and back to Killian and laughs. "Shall I tell her? We were going to run away with all the Booth money we could get our hands on."
"Those plans are over and done. The only woman I want to run away with is my wife. You made the choice to marry Booth and it is only fair for you to suffer the consequences of your betrayal."
"I will not be the only one that is unhappy. You and my cousin will not enjoy your so-called happy ending for long."
"Do not threaten my marriage because I surely will forget that you once held a place in my heart or bed."
"How about you dear cousin, what do you think of our plan?"
Emma looks Milah in the eye.
"I cannot say it surprises me." Emma looks at Killian and looks back to Milah.
"Emma, sweetheart, I should have been honest with you..."
Emma shakes her head. "I asked for your intentions the minute you arrived and you lied to me. I didn't just ask once did I? Your response was the same; I want to be a better man."
"I did not lie about my feelings for you. I became a better man because of you. I love you. I fell in love with you. Yes, at first my intentions weren't honorable but the more time I spent in your presence and the conversations we had, those were real." He is looking at her with regret in his eyes. "We can overcome this. My love, if your love for me is real, I know we can."
"I'm not the one that lied. I do love you and that is the reason it hurts so much. I chose to see the best in you."
"I will never stop fighting for us."
Emma looks at Killian and smiles softly at him. Milah's voice brings her out of his loving gaze.
"Emma dear, you do not love Killian. Your heart has always belonged to one man and that is my husband. Just admit the truth; you only married Killian to get back at me for marrying your beloved. I still remember the vile things you would say to keep me away from him." She points at Killian. "I'm the one that loves you, she doesn't and never truly will."
"You are correct, we may not have started as a couple in love but we do love each other now. We lied to ourselves trying to convince ourselves that we were only marrying to protect your family from the rumors, but it is real. I love Emma and she loves me too. The here and now is all that matters."
"You two are delusional. It is hard to know who is conning whom."
"Milah that is enough! He is right, we love each other and we will honor the vows we made before God."
"Emma, tell me how it felt when he took you for the first time? Was it filled with passion and heat? That is the way it always was between us."
"He made love to me and it was beautiful."
"I don't know if I should feel sorry for you, cousin. That just means you do not inspire passion in him and he will soon get bored with you. He will soon take a lover."
"Let me guess, with you?"
"You have no idea how right you are. The fact that you arrived at that conclusion so rapidly is outstanding. You may not be as delusional as I thought you were."
"Bloody hell, Milah, we are over. There will be no rendezvous or clandestine meetings. Let me be clear about the simple fact that I made love to my wife because I love her. I will never tire of her. You have no idea how I hunger for her."
Killian walks toward his wife and holds out his hand for her to take, once she does they intertwine their fingers and walk into the house hand in hand.
They have no idea the luck that has shrouded their exchange as nobody's the wiser to the conversation. Snow is talking to Cora. Enith is following her mistress's orders to ensure August and Milah's room is clean. August had descended to the office to sort his thoughts.
The ship finally docks at Misthaven and David and Archie are finally home. Archie spots a young man named Felix and calls him over.
"Felix, is there any news on Captain Jones?"
"Mr. Hopper, the Captain married a countess just last week."
Archie turns to look at David. "We should head to the Booth's. I believe that is where we will find them."
A love story between a pirate and his savior. An innocent, beautiful, selfless woman meets a man with no manners, no formal education and not even a last name. Will Emma fall in love with Killian once she discovers that beneath his tough exterior lies a heart-wild, but a heart of gold? This is a Captain Swan AU
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Chapter 15: The Lies We Tell Ourselves
The window is ajar and the breeze slowly enters and engulfs the room, filling it with a hint of sea salt air. He misses his home by the sea, and yet he can not blame his sleepless night on the nostalgia that plagues him. Emma is the true culprit of his current sleeplessness.
Killian tosses and turns; he is anxious and that scares him. He knows he needs to tell Emma the true nature of his trip to Arendelle, but he is crippled with fear by the thought of her once again seeing him as she did when they first met. That thought makes him second guess his decision more than once.
The truth is simple; they are going to be married soon and although they are not marrying because they are madly in love, he still needs to start this relationship with a clean slate. He has no idea if her father is aware of his involvement and to avoid her hearing the sordid tale from another source, he prefers for her to hear it from his lips. He feels he owes her this much, at the very least.
That's his decision and he is sticking to it. It is settled he will tell Emma the truth. Although he had no prior knowledge of the connection between the owner of Nolan Shipping and Exporting and the Nolan's in town when the business had first been targeted, he knows this surely will not absolve him of guilt.
The influential people that were known to use Nolan's services had painted a target on the business, if it hadn't been him it would have been another. He knew that the strong room in the cellar would surely be filled with treasure. He had no doubt that his talented nimble fingers would be able to crack the lock. It was supposed to have been an easy score for someone of his skills.
Finally, with the decision made to tell her the truth, his eyes begin to feel heavy, he can barely keep them open and he succumbs to sleep.
The next morning Killian wakes and sets out in search of Emma. He finds her outside picking flowers in the garden.
He approaches her and once he is close enough he clears his throat to capture her attention. Emma finally looks up and smiles brightly at him.
"Good morning, love. You look stunning," Killian says while he is slowly approaching her. He looks down at the flowers in her basket and gently picks one up and tucks it in behind her ear along the loose strand of her golden hair.
She blinks dazedly at the contact and without knowing holds her breath as she turns her eyes to Killian. She tilts her head and smiles as she offers her reply, "Good morning, sleep well?"
Killian's demeanor changes quickly and he looks around, anywhere but at her. "Love, I have something I need to speak to you about, and I believe it to be important." He scratches behind his ear while he waits for a response.
"Oh, of course, should we head back inside and go to the office?" Emma asks as she takes a step toward the house.
He shakes his head, quickly dismissing the idea and guides her back to the lovely little patch of flowers she was at seconds before. "I would prefer to continue to enjoy the lovely scenery with you a bit longer, we can talk here," he says. Killian takes off his long coat and lays it on the ground for her to sit upon.
She smiles as she takes his hand and he helps her lower herself to sit on his coat. The fabric is so much softer than it looks, she thinks as she caresses the coat. Looking at him as he slowly sits down next to her she can tell he is nervous, but why?
"Emma, I will just get this over with. I hope you understand how difficult this is for me, and although that should not sway you into forgiveness, know that I am doing to this to give us our best chance. As you know, I have led a life of crime all my adult life and I have done a variety of questionable things I am not proud of, but what I'm about to tell you may change your mind regarding our upcoming nuptials. Months ago, when my relationship with Milah was in full bloom, I went to Arendelle on what was meant to be a very lucrative job for my associates and myself. It is safe to say it was not a lawful endeavor and I was caught by the Arendelle Navy. I was put in prison on charges of piracy against a shipping and exporting company there. That business was your father's," Killian says and looks at her carefully.
Emma studies him for a moment, she ponders what he's told her, and why he is telling her. "You are telling me that you were going to rob my father's company. Why would you simply be released without a trial? I don't understand."
"Yes, Emma, I was there to steal from your father's' business. I admit it. At the time I had no idea of the connection between him and Milah, much less you. I was released not because of my innocence but because my long lost brother felt mercy for me. I would have most likely met my death there. Arendelle shows no leniency when it comes to pirates. I could have easily kept this from you and hoped you would have never become the wiser, but I made the choice to share this tale with you. I solemnly believe I would not have pursued the job had I known of the familial connection you share with David Nolan. I only made the connection between you and the business during my conversation with Archie yesterday."
"Your brother let you go, just like that? Doesn't that affect his job?"
"Aye, it could. I suspect he was only doing it because I mentioned I wanted to get back to my love that I was to marry," Killian says.
"The job was unfinished, correct?" she asks.
"Aye, I was in jail and the rest of the crew was either killed during the capture or in a cell not far from my own," Killian says. "Emma, I know this is a lot to take in. I will give you time to take into consideration what I have just shared with you. If you choose to cancel the wedding, I will understand," Killian says, "but please know that is not what I want, I just needed us to start our life with no secrets between us." He gets up and offers her his hand.
Emma looks at him and takes his hand, letting him pull her to her feet. "I appreciate your honesty. I don't believe this changes anything, at least not for me. I'm disappointed, but I understand that was your life then and this will be your life now. I am going to choose to see the best in you, you are a good man that has made mistakes in his past. You are very good to the workers; a man that feels such empathy for those less fortunate cannot be a lost cause."
"Are you sure? I must insist you think it over, I would hate for you to leave me at the altar if you had a last minute change of heart like your cousin. I have some business back in town, before I go I will go check on Mr. Thomas and maybe check in with Archie on some things."
"I will not keep you any longer, and if you would like we can talk some more once you return," she says with a smile that lets him know her decision has already been made.
Killian returns her smile with one of his own and brings her hand that he is still holding to his lips for a gentle kiss, then he makes his way to the little hut Michael Thomas resides in. His knock greeted with a muffled come in.
"Good morning, Mr. Thomas. I hope you are feeling better," Killian says to the older man as he walks into the tiny room.
"I am, thanks to you and the lovely angel, Miss Emma." Mr. Thomas hesitates as he scrutinizes Killian. "Are you here to fire me, too? I have heard that you have fired most of the older workers." The thought that seems to linger in his mind is how much the younger man reminds him of his old boss, Brennan Booth.
"Of course not, actually I would like to offer you employment that may be safer for a man your age. As for the other older employees that have been let go, that was not on my order. Now about the employment, it will have to wait until you are completely healthy seeing as the lovely Miss Emma would sooner cut off my hand than let me encourage you to start working before you are truly healed from your injuries and sickness." Killian arched an eyebrow and grinned at the old man as he spoke. "I have some business back in town, upon my return I will surely get to the bottom of the firing of our older workers."
The man smiled as he saw Killian close the door shut on his way out. He truly had a remarkable likeness to Brennan Booth - and it was not just physical, he shared a good heart too.
Killian is finally away from the Booth Estate. He misses his simple life and yet all the eyes on him say his life will no longer be simple. It seems the rumors have not died out. The curious glances and the hushed whispers he keeps getting from the simple commoners to the rich and noble are an indication that it will not happen anytime soon.
He is walking towards his new office at Tiny's Golden Goose Tavern where his old friend has allowed him to rent one of the rooms as an office, at least until he finds something more suitable. He hopes Smee is in there assisting Archie as he was previously instructed to do so.
He walks in and greets his friend with a cordial nod then heads up the stairs to the modest room he is renting. He opens the door and is met by the sleeping forms of Smee and a couple of Tiny's workers. No doubt in his mind the men had entertained themselves the prior night with some libations from the bar.
"Rise and shine, you bilge rats! No offense, Mr. Smee," Killian says loudly, even though Smee does remind him of a rat from time to time.
The other men in the room scurry away, but Smee just stretches lazily as his chair shakes and rattles slightly out of balance. He sleepily replies, "None taken, Captain. For some reason, I keep dreaming of cheese."
Killian laughs at his first mate's comment, perhaps he had lived as a rat in a previous life. "Smee, there is no need to report on the town's gossip since I got the gist of it on my way here. Are you not going to congratulate your Captain? It appears I'm in the market for an engagement ring," Killian says as he shuffles some of the papers thrown on the desk.
"Sir, does the engagement ring be for Miss Milah?" Smee asks.
"Of course not! For my bride to be, Miss Emma Nolan," Killian answers as he tries not to lose his temper.
"I don't understand, sir, the plan was for you to get Miss Milah back, alongside the considerable Booth fortune," Smee tells his longtime boss.
"Are you questioning my actions, Mr. Smee?" Killian asks as he crowds the portly man and waits for a response.
"No, of course not sir, it's just... I cannot help but mention that you seemed different on my last visit to the Booth's. I believe it is because of her." Smee's voice gets higher and higher as he cowers from Killian's piercing glare.
"Smee, don't misunderstand my actions, it is all part of the ruse I have concocted in order for my plan to succeed. I'm only entering into this marriage to cover up the little dalliance I had with Milah so her rich new family will not be suspect of her misdeeds. You see if I'm part of the family, my presence will not be questioned or unwanted and in order for the plan to be successful, I have to act like I want to be a better man. Finally, if with my marriage to Emma, Milah is to experience half of what I felt on my return from Arendelle, then who am I to question my good luck? Milah hates her cousin and if my revenge is provided by her lovely cousin, I will allow it," Killian says as he looks around.
In the heat of the conversation, they both had missed Archie entering the room and subsequently overhearing their conversation. The look of disappointment on his face was enough of a warning to Killian of the lashing that was about to be directed at him. Killian clenched his jaw in frustration as he made his order known. "Smee, go get me something to eat from Tiny's kitchen and take your time. I have some things to discuss with Archie."
"Yes, sir," Smee scurried out of the room as fast as humanly possible.
"There was no need to dismiss him. I will just say this to you, Emma deserves better than to be used and lied to. She has a good heart and she seems to see the same thing in you as I do. She was devastated by August's actions and now you are using her too. Killian, don't you see how lucky you are?" Archie asks shaking his head.
"Are you going to tell her what you heard?" Killian asks. His stomach drops and he cannot admit to anyone, much less himself, that he cares so much more than he should.
"Killian, I should tell her so she can call off this wedding, but I won't. I will give you the chance to do the right thing, to do the honorable thing. I came to tell you that I had found a lovely house that would be perfect for you two. Mrs. Lucas is selling her home because of her deteriorating health, and since she will be moving in with her granddaughter, Ruby Whale, she has no need for the furniture. Earlier today I went to Dr. Whale's home to finalize the deal on your behalf and the house is available to move in as soon as possible," Archie says and looks at Killian as he waits for a response.
"Is there anything else you need to add?" Killian asks stubbornly. He hates seeing the disappointment on Archie's face, but he will not fold on this matter. He will marry Emma because she is the means to an end. Killian is back to feeling angry and he was a fool to ever think that he would ever be seen as anything other than the worthless, womanizing, selfish scoundrel that he will undoubtedly always be.
He will not give up Emma as she will surely lead him to his happy ending, whether he deserves it or not. He thought for a brief second that he could join her and be a part of something special but alas, that is not in the cards for him, at least not with someone like her. Milah, on the other hand, is someone like him, one of the worst humans around.
He doesn't deserve light, he only is worthy of darkness. The truth is, he lied to Smee, he said those words because Smee made him feel weak and not in control of his feelings. He had felt a shift in his core because of Emma, but he will not lie to himself and think that there is a possibility that she could possibly feel as he does. He will not be made a fool by another Nolan woman.
Emma finally walks into the house after regaining her composure. She understands who Killian Jones was and she knows who he can evolve into. She cannot deny the fact that she had been upset about his story but at the time he didn't owe her anything. She hopes that tidbit stays in the past.
She hears her name and turns to meet the source. "Good morning," Emma says to Cora, cordially.
"Good morning It seems congratulations are in order," Cora says.
"Oh?" Emma responds. "Your mother informed me of the upcoming nuptials between you and the Captain," Cora says.
"Let me guess, my mother came to you in hopes you would be able to talk me out of it," Emma says, rolling her eyes at her mother's antics.
"Yes, she did, but I will do no such thing. I'm actually happy you two are to wed. I can now relax, since I'm assuming the two of you will leave once you have married, and subsequently he will forget about whatever brought him here. Thank you, you are a savior," Cora says as she smiles and walks away.
Emma doesn't see the triumphant smile on Cora's face as she leaves her standing in the long hall, mulling over her actions. The only reason she is marrying Killian is to save her family, not because she sees a happy future with him.
Snow is walking aimlessly in her room and she glances out the window. Her daughter cannot marry that man. Earlier she had seen them interact outside among the flowers. It had been a highly romantic setting and she could not help but notice that there were no advances on his part.
She knew of his reputation with women and her fear was that he would not be able to show her daughter the respect she deserves.
Maybe she could agree to meet him and cautiously get to know him. She could request for Emma to not rush into the marriage. Emma has barely recovered from her previous heartbreak, and she is afraid of what could become of her Emma if this relationship fails as well.
She needs David to help her convince Emma to wait. Sadly, her daughter seems to be set on marrying soon. There is no time to lose, so she writes a quick message to David letting him know of the situation. She needs someone to go into town to deliver her message to Archie who will then send the telegraph to Arendelle. Her maids are gone, so the only option left is to send Enith and she seems to dislike taking orders from anyone that is not the lady of the house.
Snow calls for Enith who surprisingly quick to answer her call.
"Enith, I need to send you on an errand. Please take this to Mr. Hopper; he will know what to do. Oh, and you don't need to wait for a reply." Snow smiles warmly as she hands the letter to Enith sends her on her way with hopes there will be enough time to delay Emma's wedding.
Unfortunately, when Enith finally returns, it is to tell Snow that Archie has already left for Arendelle according to the man in the red hat. Snow thanks her and is left alone once more to ponder her next move.
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A love story between a pirate and his savior. An innocent, beautiful, selfless woman meets a man with no manners, no formal education and not even a last name. Will Emma fall in love with Killian once she discovers that beneath his tough exterior lies a heart-wild, but a heart of gold? This is a Captain Swan AU
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Chapter 17: Revelations
David is thoroughly enjoying having Archie around. His presence provides a familiarity he's missed. He would have preferred a visit from one of his favorite girls but soon he will be home with them. That thought alone is the reason he doesn't let the guilt of Snow's declining health and the heartbreak his beautiful daughter must have felt at the ending of her betrothal kill him.
He will ask Archie about Emma once they get back to his little house. Today, they have gone to the office to ensure all the papers needed for Kristoff's power of attorney are signed. He will also introduce Archie to the rest of his adoptive family.
A couple of hours later Archie and David find themselves in front of a beautiful two-story, brownstone house. There are a few oak trees not far from the front door. The houses in Arendelle are built closely together and all look like replicas of each other because of the speed in which the town keeps growing.
David is about to knock on the door when a beautiful blonde woman opens the door with a smile on her face.
Archie blinks a few times because the woman is so beautiful and he knows he will be unable to put a sentence together once their eyes meet. He cannot help smile as he sees the fondness in which she greets David with and while they talk to each other with smiles on their faces, she suddenly turns to acknowledge his presence and with a similar warm smile says, "Hello," and waves them in.
Archie knows that not all love stories share the same beginning. Some are love at first sight, others start with a simple friendship and there are the rare ones that blossom from a little dislike of the other person and turn out to be some of the greatest love stories ever told.
He listens carefully, trying not to miss a thing; he has heard that story many times before from his friend. He is happy to finally be able to put a face to the tale of his friend finding a friend in his time of need. He could definitely listen to her retell that story over and over and never tire.
Soon Elsa and Anna arrive, and it is a big family reunion. They talk about all of the exploits of the two young girls and both of them blush.
David is hit with an old favorite. The longing he feels for his family. He smiles as the conversation continues and nod in response only when needed; he soon will be reunited.
Liam finds his way to the little get together at Ingrid's house later that evening.
"I know your brother," Archie shares with Liam conspiratorially.
"Oh, that is good. How is he?" Liam looks to the older man.
"Killian is a survivor. Your brother has had a hard life."
"I can only imagine the life he has had to endure. I hope you know that had I known of his existence, I would have gone looking for him. I would have never left him behind."
"I believe you, and I think Killian knows that your words you speak are true."
"Tell me, did he marry the woman he was so adamant about returning to?"
"He told you he wanted to get married?"
"I helped him so he wouldn't be apart from his love longer than he had to. I would hate to be apart from Elsa," Liam says as he glances to his love.
"I'm afraid not. He will soon be marrying. Sadly, I don't think we could make it back in time to make the wedding. He will marry Emma within days."
"Who is marrying Emma?" David looks at Archie expectantly waiting for an answer.
"David, I have been meaning to break the news since I arrived."
"Why haven't you? I ask again, who is marrying my daughter?"
Liam interrupts, "My long lost brother and the man marrying your daughter are the same man, Killian Jones."
"Your brother is the same man?"
Ingrid, Elsa, Anna, and Kristoff are looking between the three men in a heated conversation.
"David is everything okay?" Ingrid is the first to speak.
"Liam, what is going on?"
In a surprisingly out of character twist Anna and Kristoff are abnormally silent.
David answers first. "Archie has just informed me that my daughter will be marrying a Killian Jones within days. A detail he failed to mention when he first arrived and talked this Jones character up for a business merger."
"This Jones character is my younger brother," Liam adds a bit insulted at David's reaction and smiles at Elsa.
"Wait, is he the same man that was arrested all those months back? He is the man that was going to steal from me? The name sounded so familiar." David's anger is visible.
"David, I explained the reason he was released. It was a mistake. He had no idea what his men were up to. They confessed and indicated he had no knowledge of their plans." A little fact that no one in the group knows, Liam made arrangements with the crew to confirm his version of the events. The only goal was to protect his brother, and thanks to the loyalty the crew holds to Killian, he can.
"Oh, so it has nothing to do with the fact that he is your brother, as I just found out."
"I didn't mention it before because of your obvious reaction. I found out about the familial relationship around that time."
"Killian mentioned this to me too. He said it was a mistake. I believe he is telling you the truth." Archie interrupts.
"David, I know I should have mentioned this as soon as I got off that ship but I got distracted." He says while stealing a glance at Ingrid.
"I just feel like I keep missing out on my daughter's milestones."
"Once we return you will be there and never leave her again."
Elsa goes to reach for Liam's arm. "Hey, are you planning to make the trip back with them? That way you see your brother and meet his new bride."
"I don't know, David is upset and besides I would prefer if you went along on such a trip." He squeezes her arm reassuringly.
"So does that mean I will be seeing you soon on the Misthaven shores? I'm just happy everything is set and we can leave tomorrow." David smiles faintly as he looks at Liam and lastly confirms the plans with Archie with a slight nod.
Cora is ecstatic about the impending wedding between Emma and Killian. She has spent a good amount of money ensuring the union comes together. She sees it as an investment to get Captain Jones away from her son and his inheritance. A small price to pay but it is definitely worth it.
She had fired all the older workers when Jones had started working at the Estate in hopes to keep the secret in the dark. Just one last thing, erasing the existence of the letter Brennan wrote - all she needs to do is find it. Where could that damn letter be? It should be somewhere in this damn house.
Lost in her thoughts; she is wrecking her once organized bedroom in search for that wretched letter once again, that is the only thing that could stop the demise that surely would come. Then there is a light knock on her door, "Madam, there is a man here to see you."
Cora goes to open the door. "Enith, I recall telling you that I did not want to be bothered."
Enith had told the man as much but he had insisted, and now she was getting on her boss's bad side and no one should ever be there. "The man said it was very important and that he would not leave until he could speak with you. He said it was either you or Mr. Jones."
That comment caught Cora's attention. "Did he at least say who to announce?"
"He said to tell you that he is a Good Samaritan, once, a long time ago."
"Oh, is that all he said?" The only Good Samaritan Cora could think of was the one that found Brennan after his accident. This could mean trouble. She barely contains one threat.
She finally makes it to the office. It is a good thing she saw Emma taking a walk with Jones earlier.
"I hope you are not here in hopes of a reward for helping my dead husband home years ago."
"Please, allow me to introduce myself before you start berating me. Malcolm Peters." He offers her his hand, which she rebuffs. She notices a pair of bags next to him but doesn't waste her time in acknowledging them.
"Get to the point. What do you want after all these years?" She sits up regally in the chair.
"Well, after that mournful day I enjoyed success in a town not that far from here. Sadly, even with great success, a sudden bad luck streak can shatter even the most successful person." He is looking at the contents of the office, the wealth displayed is obvious.
"Please, explain, what does that have to do with me?"
"The explanation is actually very simple when I found your husband's body. I tried to assess his injuries before moving him and found a very interesting letter, do I need to continue?"
"What do you want?"
"I want a mere reward for keeping quiet. After all, it is a very interesting tale. Perhaps your steward would like to hear it? Isn't his name Killian Jones, or should I say, Booth?"
Cora turns pale; she thought maybe he was bluffing. "All you want is money?"
"I also want housing and a job." Malcolm smiles at her.
"I doubt you want to be a mere worker, but since the steward position is taken that is all I can offer."
"I'm sure you can think of something and you will if you want that bit of knowledge to stay hidden."
"Where should I put my bags?"
"I will have Enith fix you a room. At least my son isn't here and I will not need to come up with any explanation."
She gets up and leaves the room. She soon finds Enith and requests the room for Mr. Peters.
It doesn't take long for Milah to convince August that they need to head back to Misthaven. "I thought you would be happy with the pairing?" August smiles tightly at the comment. In reality, he honestly thought it would never happen; Emma was bound to the convent and Killian was a notorious womanizer. "I suppose you are correct, I just didn't think it was truly a possibility."
He supposes it is his fault, he did put them in the situation together. It bothers him and that is confusing.
"My aunt surely sounds distressed over the news." She lifts the message and rereads it for the millionth time. "Do you think we will make it in time?"
"I honestly don't know, the trip is long, I specifically chose this route because I wanted to take a long trip with my lovely bride. Now I'm afraid it may be counterproductive." They had rushed to pack their belongings and now finally found themselves back on the road.
Milah cannot believe that Killian would do this to her; betray her in the most heinous way possible, he knows of her distaste for her pampered, insipid cousin. How could he do this or even think about it? What of their plans?
She hopes they make it in time; she will not lose Killian to Emma.
Emma and Killian are enjoying a walk, heading towards her favorite spot, the flower bed. He has been so quiet lately.
"Love, what do you expect of our marriage?" He scratches the back of his ear.
"I don't know, I haven't really thought of it. I, uh-" She gets flustered." I suppose, I just want us to be friends."
"Friends, love? I think there will be some more intimate situations between us, which friends don't share." He raises his eyebrow and smiles.
"Oh, I know that, but I just don't want us to lose the friendship we have been able to build in such a short time."
They stop walking once they have reached their destination. He takes his coat off and arranges it on the ground and reaches for her hand to help her down. They lay on top of the coat and are surrounded by beautiful fragrant flowers.
He turns to her and cups her face gently as he slowly leans in to kiss her. Soon the kiss escalates as he finds himself on top of her slightly pushing her legs apart with a nudge from his knee. He can hear her breathing speed up to match his and it only fuels his need for more.
Suddenly, he feels her hands push him off and she is on her feet and running back to the house.
He lays on his coat and covers his face with his forearm. That was unexpected. He likes kissing Emma a little too much for his taste.
Emma is about to walk into her room and then she hears her mother's soft voice. "Emma, are you okay? You look flushed." Her mother is looking at her with such concern.
"Yes, I think the heat got to me." She doesn't want to tell her mother exactly which heat she is talking about.
"Oh, I could ask Enith to bring you some water to cool off?" Snow smiles at her.
"No, it's fine. I feel better now."
"Sweetheart, I am your mother and no one else knows you better."
"It is nothing." She avoids her mother's knowing eyes.
"I had asked for you but I was told you went on a walk with Mr. Jones. I was hoping to meet him."
"You want to meet him?"
"Well, you seem adamant in marrying him and he is going to be my son-in-law."
"Oh, I can arrange a meeting. I could go fetch him if you'd like." Emma's mind goes back to the kiss.
"Emma, you are blushing again. What is it?"
She takes a breath before answering. "Well, we kissed."
"Oh, then I do need to meet this man. No more kisses Emma. You know very well that it is not very appropriate behavior to be alone with him and now you tell me it has been more than that." Snow smiles and shakes her head in disbelief, her daughter has always been so proper and now she acts so differently. She doesn't know if it is to be applauded or feared.
"It was just a kiss mother."
"Yet you turn beet red every time you think of it."
"Emma, I'm willing to meet him. I would have preferred for your wedding to take place after your father's return but since I hear things are moving extremely fast; I will at least meet him." Maybe she can reason with Killian Jones and convince him that a long engagement would be better.
Emma and her mother are soon on their way to the living area and find themselves sitting while they wait for Killian to make his presence known.
Killian walks inside; the ring burning a hole in his pocket. He wanted to give her the ring at the flower bed she enjoys so much, but he had ruined the moment.
Emma stands up and clears her throat. He stops mid-walk and approaches them.
"Killian Jones, please allow me to introduce to you my mother, Snow Nolan."
He bows slightly. "It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, my lady." He takes her hand and kisses it.
"Thank you. I will get to the point. I think you two are rushing into marriage. I think it would be better to wait for my husband's return to proceed."
"Mother, I thought you said you would be open to the marriage." She notices her mother studying Killian as if he were familiar to her.
"No, I said I was willing to meet him and I have. One more thing, Mr. Jones I hope you know that there will be no more kisses. No more walks without a chaperone. Nothing as such until the wed-"
Emma stops her from continuing. "Mother, you never put those restrictions on Milah and August. You will not put them on us."
"Emma! I'm only doing this on your behalf, for your protection."
"No, I will no longer be treated like a child. Please, be honest, if I wanted to marry any other man you wouldn't be so eager to enforce proper protocol."
Snow glances at Killian once more and that is the moment she realizes who he reminds her of, Brennan Booth.
"If Emma wants to wait, I will not oppose."
"Good, it shouldn't be long. I have sent a message to Milah as well."
"You did what?" Emma closes her eyes. "Killian, I thank you for offering to wait but we will proceed as planned. Mother, I will not be waiting for my father to arrive. It was his decision to leave the family after all. No one asked him to abandon us in the pursuit of money. Milah shouldn't have been bothered. Oh, but your intention was another wasn't it. You were trying to thwart the wedding. I will only say this, mother, I love you but you will not be changing my mind or delaying anything. In a few days, I will be Killian's wife." She reaches out for his hand and his automatic response is to entwine their fingers together.
Emma can only think that Milah knows of the wedding and she soon will have to face her. She looks at Killian for a reaction at the mention of Milah. The thought that he would change his mind upon Milah's return scares her.
Killian is reminded of the reason for his presence at the Booth's Estate and who truly holds Emma's heart.
Snow is standing there shocked at her daughter's attitude. She stands up with as much dignity as she can muster and leaves.
"Emma love, are you okay?"
"Sorry, I thought that she was coming along. Why did you say that, that you would wait to get married?"
"I thought it was the right thing to say."
She tilts her head and smiles. She had noticed a change in his demeanor at the mention of her cousin's name.
"Since you are so eager to be my wife, how about we do this properly?" He drops to his knee and holds out the ring. "Emma Nolan, would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"
Emma gasps and she shakily puts out her hand so he can place the ring. "Yes, I will marry you." She laughs as he puts the ring on her finger. "You do remember that I asked first?"
A love story between a pirate and his savior. An innocent, beautiful, selfless woman meets a man with no manners, no formal education and not even a last name. Will Emma fall in love with Killian once she discovers that beneath his tough exterior lies a heart-wild, but a heart of gold? This is a Captain Swan AU
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Chapter 28: Reunited
Emma arrives sometime before Killian. She slowly opens the door to her home, unaware that he is not there, and hoping to surprise him. She is startled to see Tink, asleep on one of the couches in the living room. Emma shakes her head as she smiles at her friend. Killian had gone to get her because he knew it would make her happy. She gently rouses Tink from her sleep.
Tink blinks a couple of times before her eyes adjust and she realizes she is not dreaming. Emma is back.
"Emma? Is that truly you? Tell me I'm not dreaming," Tink urges her friend as she rushes to her feet and embraces her.
"It's me, I'm home. Where's Killian?" Emma looks around the room.
"He shouldn't be long. He went to go pay your ransom," Tink answers.
"My ransom? Oh. I escaped from the kidnappers. Rufio helped me. I hope it wasn't too much money." Emma gives a sad smile.
"Wait, Rufio? Was Felix with him?" TInk can't believe it. Killian was right.
"Yes, and he doesn't like me very much. I think my cousin was involved somehow." Emma shrugs.
"Killian found out the boys had left with an older man. DId you see anyone else with them?"
"No, they were the only ones that would come to feed me. I heard voices but that's all. The only ones I saw were the kids when they approached me."
"Oh, maybe we should send a message to your parents to give them the great news that you are home."
"Actually, my friend, the one that helped me get home, he went to let them know. I just wanted to come home but I know my parents are worried sick so I asked him to go."
Tink smiles, "Killian is going to be so happy. Emma, I'm truly sorry I was such a brat when you told me of your plans to marry him. I've never seen him in love, and I've known him for a long time. He was so worried for you."
"It has been forgotten. I'm happy he wasn't alone."
Snow looks out her window as she worries a hole in the floor from continued pacing while waiting for news. She quickly opens the door when she notices movement outside. An oddly familiar man stands on her porch smiling.
"Graham, is that you?" she gasps as a smile forms.
"Yes, it is. I come bearing good news."
Snow quirks a brow. "Good news, seeing you is great but I'm waiting to hear news about my daughter."
He nods, "A young blonde that shares your chin and her father's charming personality? The family resemblance is uncanny."
A silent Snow opens the door wide enough for him to enter.
"I came across your daughter and she is now safe at home. She asked me to come and give you the news. Is David here?"
"Emma is home?" Snow hesitantly asks, but the hope in her eyes is evident.
"Safe and sound. She couldn't wait to reunite with her husband. Do you have any idea who would want to do such a thing?"
"No, Emma has always been a light to everyone she knows. There is no one I can think of who would want to harm her, but that husband of hers is a different story." Snow purses her lips. If that man was responsible in any way for her daughter's disappearance she would never forgive him. "Cora Booth and her son have actively been involved in trying to find her."
"That is good to have powerful people helping. She is no damsel. Snow, you should be proud. I have a feeling no one saves her but her."
Snow smiles as she realizes she will soon be able to hold her daughter and relax.
He smiles, "You can relax now, I'm sure she will come by soon, and we could find out more about her captors."
"I'm just happy she is okay, I've been worried sick," Snow sniffles.
"Snow, a word of advice. I haven't known your daughter long, but she loves her husband. If you truly believe he is somehow responsible, I would suggest you keep it to yourself."
Snow's memories fill her mind. She knows he is right, things with Emma had been difficult once she announced her plans to marry the pirate. She also remembers how distraught Killian had been since she'd disappeared. They were in love and for a second she let the fear of never seeing her daughter ever again cloud her mind. Graham's words reassure her that she can let go of that fear.
Milah and August get dressed after their activities. She had noticed her husband's attitude was darker and somehow she found it arousing. That thought surprises her. Somehow the menacing quality that engulfs Killian and makes him dangerously attractive had emerged in the very proper August. They await news in their bedroom.
Cora eagerly waits for Malcolm to return. She is happy things have gone her way. Soon Emma will be returned and Snow will keep her mouth shut. If only she can find that damn letter, she'd have all her loose ends tied up..
When Malcolm reaches his destination, Golden Cove, he remembers how much he truly hates the place. He enters the old house and everything seems in order. Now to return the girl. He makes his way to the room the boys were sharing and knocks The door opens and there stands a beat up Rufio, his eye barely open. The bloodied bruises on his face don't go unnoticed. "Rufio, where's Felix? And who beat you up?"
Rufio winces, "Mrs. Jones escaped. The last time I came to check on her she got the upper hand and beat me. Felix found me on the floor knocked out. He and the doctor left to go look for her. They've been gone for a while now."
Malcolm paces the room. "She got the upperhand?" He approaches Rufio. "I'm here to take her back. Now what am I gonna do? If she is not found, I cannot return her home safely. There will be powerful people after us."
Rufio hopes Emma had gained enough of a head start. Once he regained consciousness he was interrogated by the doctor and Felix. Felix had gone into a rage and the doctor had to stop him from making his injuries worse.
The duo returns empty-handed shortly after Malcolm's arrival. Rufio hides his relief as best as he can.
Malcolm glares at the trio. "I have to go back. If by some miracle she made it home, everything will be fine. Did she see you Hyde?"
Hyde shakes his head, "No, she didn't."
Malcolm turns his attention to the boys, "She only saw you two?"
Felix glares at Rufio, "Yes, we fed her. Rufio here was quite fond of the new Mrs. Jones."
"Did you say anything to her that might come back to us?" Malcolm turns his focus to Rufio.
"I didn't say anything to her. She already knew we know the Captain when we approached her. She just talked about him."
Malcolm seems happy with the response. "Hyde I think you should go home. You two are coming with me."
"Why can't we stay here?" Felix asks.
"Because I said so, let's hope your absence went unnoticed. I have to go back to find out if the girl arrived home or not. If she is home, I'm sure everyone will be happy and perhaps she will want to just forget the ordeal. For your sakes, I hope that's what happens." Malcolm points to the boys. "If she is still missing, or something happened to her on her return. We might not be so lucky."
Rufio nods his agreement and adds, "The Captain might not be as forgetful as his wife. He will want to know what happened."
Felix glares, "This is your fault, you let her go. You wanted to because she was nice to you."
"I didn't let her go!" Rufio returns the glare, "she hit me with that cup." He points to a discarded bloodied cup on the table. "Yes, I liked her because she was nice but that doesn't mean I would let her go."
Malcolm's voice booms, "It doesn't matter anymore. We are going back and that is final. Grab your things and we will be on our way. Hyde, thank you for your help. I will send word if the girl returned safely home. I know the reason you agreed was to ensure her safety."
"Thank you old friend." Hyde smiles and makes his exit.
The boys grab their few belongings and soon they are on their way back to Misthaven.
Killian returns from Port Hook brokenhearted, not only was his wife missing but now his ship is gone as well. He has to believe that the kidnappers would be true to their word and return his wife. He doesn't care as long as he has her. He is about to walk into his home and hopes to avoid Tink. He doesn't want to talk about anything right now. His Emma would tell him to have faith, and that thought makes him smile.
He doesn't expect to find what greets him once he crosses his threshold. His beloved Emma, with a simple smile upon her face.
"Did you miss me?" she greets him.
He doesn't need words to express his answer as they rush into each other's arms and reunite with a tearful kiss.
Killian is just happy that Tink has vanished to her room. He doesn't want anyone to have any part of their reunion. They quickly make sure their reunion is complete and the days apart melt away as they merged into one.
The day after her return Emma wants to do nothing more than spend it with her husband in bed, reconnecting. But she also knows that a visit to her parents is inevitable. Killian agrees with her assessment and is getting dressed begrudgingly. While she waits for him, TInk announces the Priest's presence. Emma is surprised when he requests to speak to her alone. He is waiting for Emma in the living room.
"Good day, Father. How may I help you?" Emma quickly greets the priest as they exchange pleasantries.
"Emma, I've had a disturbing visit." He stares at her.
Emma furrows her brows in confusion. "I'm sorry father but I don't understand."
"August Booth paid me a visit on your behalf, and it left me concerned for your well being."
Emma is now more confused then ever. "I'm sorry father but that doesn't help me understand. I was kidnapped and I've barely been back home. I have no idea why he would go see you and make you worry about me. Sure, my ordeal was not pleasant but I'm okay. I'm home with my loved ones."
The priest smiles, "I'm happy you are back and safe. August mentioned that he felt Killian coerced you into the marriage."
Emma's eyes widen. "Killian would never coerce me into doing anything I don't want to do. Our life together is as much my choice as it is his. He has been wonderful. He encourages me to be me. I don't have to let a man speak for me because I'm a woman. Like August did by coming to you. If his claim was true, shouldn't I have come to you? Why would I need him to talk to you? Perhaps if I would have married someone like him, someone who sees me as a weakling, I would need to, but I married someone that sees me as an equal." She is pacing the room like a caged animal.
The priest's small smile tells her he understands. She slowly starts calming down. "Emma dear, I believe you. You are positively glowing with happiness. Even if I've managed to upset you, for that I'm sorry. I will take my leave now."
She smiles and walks him to the door. She is just happy Killian didn't hear any of the nonsense August told the priest.
Killian joins her minutes after the priest has left and wraps her in his arms whispering in her ear, "Darling, I'm not letting you out of my sight, ever again. I cannot lose you, my love." They go visit her parents together, holding hands, possibly more in love than before.
Days later the families come together for a "family" dinner to celebrate Emma's safe return. The only reason Milah is excited about the get together is because she can use it to her advantage. She will get to spend time with Killian. How she hates her cousin. She rolls her eyes at the way everyone goes out of their way for her. Doting on princess Emma. She has made her dumb cousin into a martyr.
The dinner had been pleasant only because she was seated so close to Killian. She could smell his scent. She missed him so much. His voice took her out of her thoughts many times, thoughts where they were the only ones. No Emma. No August. That thought makes her smile.
After dinner everyone is scattered into small groups. Snow, David, Archie, and Graham catching up.
Cora and August in the opposite corner talking. Cora occasionally inspecting her surroundings.
Killian and Tink had opted for the garden to get some fresh air, most likely to avoid Milah.
Milah excuses herself to go to the powder room. Emma wants to keep an eye on her to make sure she isn't going to follow Killian, but is distracted by August.
Emma is not as happy to see him as he is to see her. The dinner had been her parent's idea. What was she supposed to say? Mom, Dad, I don't think it's a good idea. Milah wants my husband because she had a relationship with him before she married the man I was supposed to marry, and August tried to annul my marriage because he thinks I need to be rescued.
August hesitantly approaches Emma. "I'm happy you're home safe." He smiles at her.
Emma sighs, "I'm home safe and extremely happy." Her normally sweet voice is annoyed.
August quirks an eye.
"The day after my return I had a very interesting visit from the town priest. He said you paid him a visit. An uncalled for visit in my opinion."
"Emma, I only did it because you are not safe with Killian. He is the reason you were taken. Don't you see?"
"The only thing I see is that it's not your business. You had no right. How dare you?"
August's eyes are blown wide and he stammers for an excuse.
Emma shakes her head furiously. "Remember, you're the one that called off our engagement. You're the one that fell hopelessly in love with my cousin."
"Emma, wait a second. You said you were happy I called off the engagement because your true calling was the convent. Then later it turned out you had an illicit affair with Killian while you were engaged to me."
Emma turns her face to the side. "The point is, you had no right. We are not married. You married Milah and I married the man I love. I have no idea why you suddenly dislike Killian so much, but this ends now. If you want to be welcomed in our home, your attitude will have to change." Her gaze pierces through him and she turns to walk away.
Cora notices the exchange and slowly approaches them. "Is everything alright?"
August is still shocked by Emma's attitude and mutters a response, "Yes mother, everything is alright."
Cora smiles and lets her gaze follow Emma's retreating body.
Milah attempts to approach Killian in the garden.
"Killian, we need to talk."
He tenses, "We've nothing to talk about." His eyes never meet hers. He looks around to make sure no one is watching them.
"We do, Killian. I know you still love me, you're still angry because of what I did." Her voice cracks with emotion.
Killian glares at her. "Milah, I'm sorry, how do I have to say it? How do I make you understand? I love Emma, my wife. You were a mere dalliance. Lass, please forget about us, about me."
"Killian, am I interrupting?" It is Tink with the drinks she had gone to obtain for them. Her voice has a bit of bite, he hopes it's for Milah and not him.
"How long do you think the company is going to stay?" Tink asks, ignoring Milah's presence completely. She hopes she will get the hint.
"Let's go find out." Killian holds out his arm for Tink to take and they enter the house.
Milah's eyes water as she stands in the dark.
Not long after, Milah finds a moment alone with Emma. "Cousin you should know I took very good care of Killian in your absence."
Emma squints at her cousin as she studies her. "Just come out with it, what are you trying to insinuate?"
"Oh dear, if you want me to be blunt, we fell into bed together. I told you he would never be completely yours. Deep inside, he still wants me."
"Is that so, I find it hard to believe since my father told me he was with Archie and him most of the time I was away, and later on with Tink. I know for a fact that Tink would toss you on your behind if you tried something while I was away." Emma leans into Milah's space. "And just to be clear, I know you had something to do with my kidnapping."
Milah's eyes widen and she tries to quickly hide it. "Did I? Why not tell everyone? I know, because you want to protect your true love August's reputation."
"Oh, please, you know this is about your reputation. Our family, the one you seem to care so little for. I loved you like a sister, but that didn't stop you from dishonoring our name, and on top of that, you married August knowing full well who he was to me. You are a selfish brat, and the most ungrateful person alive. You are just mad. I have something you want and you cannot believe he wants me and not you. Your deceit will eventually come out. In the end, all treachery is revealed. So no, I'm not falling for your lies. I know Killian loves me as much as I love him." Emma walks away as Milah stares at her back.
Cora is brushing her hair getting ready for bed. The evening had been a bore to her. She was concerned with August's heated conversation with Emma. She'd wondered what had happened, but when she asked him he had brushed it off. There's a light knock on her door that brings her out of her thoughts. "Come in."
Enith stands embarrassed in front of her boss, "Ma'am, I was wondering if you needed anything before I retire for the evening?"
Cora waves dismissively, "No, I'm fine, but maybe check in on my son."
Enith stands still, she's nervous. "Ma'am?"
Cora rolls her eyes, "Dear lord, Enith, I don't have all night. Just spit it out!"
Enith takes out a crumpled paper and a vial from her apron's pocket and hands the items to her.
Cora smooths out the paper and when she realizes what it is, the damn letter, her heart pounds, Cora can't believe it. "You've had this all along? Why give it back now? What are you after?"
"Ma'am, I don't want anything. I was afraid of your reaction, that's why I didn't return it sooner. Ma'am you were so upset at Mrs. Snow."
Cora cooed "Alright, I suppose that's plausible, but why now?" she enunciates.
Enith's whispers in a low voice, "I just wanted you to stop worrying about it, if you must let me go for not handing it over as soon as I found it, I understand."
Cora tisks, "Yes, I would have preferred you return my property as soon as you came across it but you're doing it now and I'm just relieved. What about the vial? That is not mine." As she starts to open it, Enith stopped her, "Please, don't do that, it smells like old blood."
"Blood? Why are you giving it to me?"
Enith's nervousness returns, "I found it right after Mr. August's wedding, I saw Miss Milah burying it. I didn't know what it was so I dug it out."
Cora tenses. "Milah had this? That harlot, you can retire for the evening after you check on my son."
Cora is unable to rest after Enith's visit. The letter should have been a relief but the vial, she's no fool. She knows what the vial means. It was not uncommon, she had been a young widow at the time her match with Brennan had been made, so there were no illusions there. There was no doubt in her mind why Milah had used the blood in that vial. Now, how was she to deal with her whore of a daughter-in-law? She had not been pure when she first laid down with her son. She had made fools of them all and that was not acceptable. Her first thought is to expose her, but August would be ridiculed. Sure Milah would be shunned but the damage to their name would be done.
The next morning Cora looks for her son. "Enith, where is August?"
Enith answered swiftly, "He went riding."
Cora smiles, "Thank you, Enith, what about Milah?"
"She left to go visit her family."
"Let me know when they return. I'll be in my room."
Felix and Rufio had been returned to the docks where they had been admiring the Jolly all those days before.
Felix had begged Malcolm to take him along but the older man simply said that they couldn't be seen together or suspicion would arise. He did give them some money so they could stay in a room rented from one of the old maids.
Rufio understood better than Felix that they should avoid the docks. He also hoped Emma was able to convince Captain Jones that he had helped her.
After the dinner, Emma had wanted to express her worry for Rufio to Killian without him threatening bodily harm to the boy. They had briefly talked about her abduction right after her return. She had insisted that the subject could wait for now since Graham, Archie, and her father had gone back to find any indication as to who was involved and why. Graham is a great tracker and was able to find the house she was held captive at, but there were no signs of anyone.
That worries her when she is informed no one is there. They find that the house belongs to a woman named Fiona Black. So far it's the only information they have. Emma confirms Killian's theory about Felix and Rufio. The anger that clouds his blue eyes makes her think it'll be best if she waits to talk about Rufio in a positive way. She had promised the boy she would give Killian a good word about him.
Emma smiles at Killian as she tries to think of a way to bring up the subject of Rufio without her husband muttering explicits.
Nottingham's Office
Milah stands outside of the Sheriff's office. She has no idea why she came here but she needs Killian to pay for rejecting her. Actually she knows why she is here. She knows the good Sheriff is not a fan of Killian.
Knock, knock
"Come in," a strong voice says.
Milah enters slowly and Sheriff Nottingham stands when he sees her.
"Mrs. Booth, please come in, take a seat."
She laughs, "Mrs. Booth is my mother-in-law. Please, call me Milah."
It's his turn to laugh, "I imagine you are happy to have your cousin back."
Her face must answer for her. "Let me ask you, something Sheriff."
"Please, call me Keith."
"Well, Keith. How would you like it if the person that gets everything in life had done it again? To answer your question, no I'm not happy Emma is back."
"May I ask why?"
"Growing up with Miss Perfect wasn't easy. She had everything given to her. Even the perfect match to a rich powerful man to marry. She always gets everything."
He understands her, "I know someone like that."
"Who would that be?"
"Why your cousin's husband of course. Jones is lucky beyond belief. He has escaped capture each time I've attempted to rid the town of him."
"How about we make a deal, Keith? We can do something about it."
"What do you have in mind?"
"First, let's seal the deal, Keith." She smiles and approaches him, and sits on his lap.
After sealing their deal and making themselves presentable once more, he tells her that he has the Jolly. He was able to confiscate it since no one claimed it, it was fair game.
Snow and David are eating breakfast. "Honey, dinner last night was nice, wasn't it?"
David offers his wife a charming smile. "It was nice, but I sensed that something was bothering Emma. She was upset. I was going to ask what was troubling her, but I didn't want to pressure her while there was company."
Snow sighs, "She looked fine, maybe she was just nervous about the dinner. Which I think she did an amazing job hosting by the way."
He proudly adds, "She did an amazing job. I hope Emma and Killian are ready to host another dinner party soon."
She quirks a brow. "Why soon, is this about the infamous brother?"
David smiles, "I think you will like Liam, he is a good man."
Snow starts to fidget nervously.
His eyes bore into her. "Snow, why are you so nervous?"
She shakes her head, "I can't say but can I ask you something?"
"What do you mean you can't say?" Since when can his wife keep secrets from him or anyone for that matter? He decides to indulge her. "Ask away, my love."
"Does Killian remind you of anyone? An old friend perhaps."
David ponders the question. "I can't think of anyone."
Snow is getting frustrated because she made a promise. A promise in exchange for help to get her princess back home safely. Now that she thinks about it, Cora didn't really do anything. Emma found a way home on her own. She couldn't say the words but she could plant the seed. "Well, Killian reminds me of one of Archie's dearest friends. There used to be a portrait at the Booth Estate, and now it's gone."
"Wait, are you talking about Brennan? Cora's dead husband."
"Yes!" Snow finally relaxes, "Killian looks so much like him, and I found it odd that right after Killian arrived at the Booth Estate the portrait disappeared."
"Sweetheart, that is not something one can say without any sort of proof."
Snow bites at her bottom lip. She is pretty sure that she had that proof in her hands. Oh dear, Killian is Brennan's son.
The Nautilus is one of the fastest ships. Its captain had avoided a nasty storm but in doing so it had deterred their arrival. Finally, the ship docks at the Misthaven harbor, and the port is overwhelmed by activity.
Captain Nemo had offered passage to his former Lieutenant and his companions. The old captain had become the father young Liam Long craved during his earlier years.
The passengers emerge from the ship, Liam setting foot on his birthplace, decades after the passing of his mother. After reading the message he knew he had to be there for his brother. He could finally be the brother he desperately wanted to be. Sadly mother nature decided to make it hard for him. He was happy he bumped into his former Captain after getting the news. His superiors didn't even bat an eye when he asked for time off due to a family emergency. They were still upset about him letting Captain Jones slip through their fingers. The fact that the young captain had claimed Jones as his surname didn't go unnoticed by his superiors.
His love Elsa jumped at the chance to accompany him. Then Ingrid invited herself, saying that they wanted to support David in his time of distress. The group found transport, and a guide to the home of Killian Jones.
A thundering knock is heard in the house. An irritated pirate captain swings the door open. "Buggering-" Killian's insult dies at the tip of his tongue once he realizes who the visitor is.
A love story between a pirate and his savior. An innocent, beautiful, selfless woman meets a man with no manners, no formal education and not even a last name. Will Emma fall in love with Killian once she discovers that beneath his tough exterior lies a heart-wild, but a heart of gold? This is a Captain Swan AU
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Chapter 21: Treacherous
Malcolm Peters decides to take a walk and get familiar with the little port town he now calls home. He wanders to the docks and he notices the beautiful view. During his trek in the distance, he notices the conversational exchange between two youngsters and two older men. The men he can surmise from the luggage are just arriving in town. The men seem to be satisfied with the conclusion of their chat and had departed leaving the boys behind.
The young boys resume their observation of a lone ship docked and are lost in an animated conversation. It is obvious that the ship is special to them. In all honesty, he can see the allure of it. The magnificent vessel stands tall on the water, rocking in a hypnotic motion, attempting to lure the boys and to prove that it warrants their undivided attention. He wonders if they will even acknowledge him if he approaches.
"Excuse me, young men, do you know who the owner is?" he asks as he points at the ship they are mesmerized with.
"That is Captain Killian Jones ship The Jolly Roger, the fastest ship on the sea. It has outrun all the military ships that have attempted to capture her," Felix volunteers the information in awe.
"Captain Jones, is that the same man that recently married?"
"Yes, the same. I wonder if he will get a new crew. Hey, Rufio, do you think he will finally let us join him?"
"No, he thinks we are still too young. That is what he keeps saying." The two share a wistful look.
Malcolm notices the disappointed looks on the youngsters faces.
"I believe you are both ready for a little responsibility. How about your parents? Do they feel the same as the Captain?"
Rufio is the one that answers. "We are both orphans and so is the Captain. He looks out for us as much as he can and lets us help him with the minor repairs on the ship but now that he married that fancy lady, we have no idea if he will have time for us or the Jolly."
Malcolm wonders if he is the same Killian mentioned in the document he read long ago. The name doesn't seem to be all too common. "Well, I was actually offered a very promising job at the Booth's Estate and might consider hiring a few hands. Would you two be interested?"
"Sir, the sea is what calls out to us."
"I'm sorry to hear that. I understand and perhaps you are wrong about the good Captain. I hope you understand he may no longer be able to spend time with you two. I know that the young lady he married comes from a fine family line."
The two young men look sad and lost at the confirmation of their worst thoughts. The lack of attention from the Captain will only lead them to trouble. Kids their age don't have many options and Captain Jones had always tried his best to lead them away from a life like his own.
"If you both would choose to come to work for me I guarantee I will never cast you aside. I don't have a wife or any children; you will never have to worry about my priorities. Think about it and once you decide you can find me at the Booth estate. Just ask for Mr. Peters."
Malcolm wants some allies he can mold in his likeness and there is no way he can miss with two orphans craving attention. He heads back to the estate, hoping Mrs. Booth has already taken care of any issues that may impede him from starting his new job.
Milah is lurking in the shadows of the Booth estate, sulking while everyone sleeps. She is still angry about the day's events. Her love married the only person she despises, actually one of the people she despises. The other is her husband's shrew of a mother. Her mind wonders for a while if Cora will die anytime soon. She has to, the woman is a hag. She cannot live forever, at least she hopes.
Her mind finally decides to resume her prior ponderings. She needs someone to help her with her plans. She is tired of everything working out in Emma's favor. She sees the silhouette of a man standing in the darkness of the office with the doors wide open.
"Hello?"
He turns and sees her. "Hello."
"You are the new steward my mother-in-law hired to replace my cousin's husband, Mr. Peters, is that correct?"
"I am. It is an honor to make your acquaintance, even at this late hour. Shouldn't you have retired for the night?"
"I don't think my husband or mother-in-law would like to know you were in their personal office alone. I won't tell if you will keep my insomnia secret. I hope I'm not disturbing you. If I may be completely honest with you, I have had many restless nights recently." She approaches him in an attempt to use her womanly wiles to gain him as an ally. At this point, she doesn't care who it is or what she has to do.
"What could possibly cause a beautiful young woman to lose sleep?"
"I would love to be completely honest without being judged? My cousin, Emma, married the man I love, to keep us apart. I know I'm married to August but I only married him to save my family. Everyone thinks she is perfect but they don't truly know the darkness in her heart."
"I'm sorry."
"I know I just met you but it is obvious you haven't yet been bewitched by her. She has everyone fooled. If only a miracle would happen and she would somehow be removed from the way. I know Killian still loves me and we could still find a way to be together, if not for her interference. I would be forever grateful if someone could make that a reality."
She is staring at the older man trying to read if he is willing to help her. She leans in towards him to see if she can persuade him. How far is she willing to go? Physically hurting her cousin should not be a consideration but she cannot help see the allure.
"I have an idea that may help. If she disappeared for a few days, it could help prove that the young captain's heart doesn't belong with his bride and that the pair should not be together. I imagine with the influence that the Booths have, anything is possible. I have a feeling my aunt and uncle would do anything to rid her of him."
"No one has to know of our involvement in her disappearance. If this works out I could help make you a very rich man. I would be indebted to you if you keep my relationship with Killian a secret."
Malcolm considers her proposal and he holds no loyalty to anyone, only to himself. "I accept your offer, my lady. However, I may be many things but I am not a killer. If you desire your cousin's death, you will have to do it yourself."
"I just need her out of the way long enough for Killian to realize the error of his ways. I know Killian, and if there is one thing he loves above anything, it's his ship, The Jolly Roger. The ship has been his true home for a very long time and he would never sacrifice it for anyone."
"We could give him a choice of his ship or his wife?"
"That sounds perfect."
"My lady, have you considered that he may pay the ransom."
"If that happens I would request for you to burn the ship to ash."
"If I was to do that I would lose my payment. I do endeavor to aid your quest but I will not lose my profit should things not work in your favor."
"I understand it would not be fair but I know it will not come to that. That union should have never happened and I will make sure it is wiped from existence as if it never was. Please believe me, Mr. Peters; I will have my happy ending at Killian's side."
"I have to confess madam, I enjoy your confidence."
"Thank you, now I will bid you goodnight, it seems our conversation has calmed my nerves and I should fall asleep without a problem. We will need to meet at a discreet time to finalize the plan."
"I will look forward to it."
The next morning Cora is upset, that damn letter has disappeared. She is frustrated and angry. This cannot be happening right now. Her son has returned home with his duplicitous wife. She will never trust Milah but for right now she needs to find that letter and destroy it.
"My dear Cora, what is troubling you?"
"Peters, if you must know, that letter you owe your employment to and like to hold over my head has disappeared."
"Am I to believe someone with your intellect kept the letter after all these years?"
"It would appear so. Apparently, I am not as astute as you imagined. To top it all off, my dear friend Snow saw it. She didn't read it but she was able to get the gist of it."
"What do you plan to do about it?"
"I think I was able to convince her of my version but there will always be the doubt. She recognizes the pirate's resemblance to my late husband. As long as that letter is out there I have to worry."
"How about we give her a scare?"
"What do you propose we do?"
"Her lovely daughter could disappear and during that time of turmoil perhaps her focus will shift and she will realize that her family is all she should concern herself with."
"This would be done only to scare her? I wouldn't want any harm to come to Emma. I'm quite fond of her but I cannot deny it is a good idea. I just wonder if it is possible. The pirate doesn't seem like the kind to let his bride out of sight for a long time."
"Do not worry, I will find a way. I actually have an acquaintance in the town a day from here and he will be of great assistance for the right incentive."
"A day from here, are you referring to the small town Golden Cove?"
"Are you familiar with the town?"
"I believe I passed through there with Brennan a time or two. It is small but quaint. I don't remember it being too prosperous."
"I learned that the hard way, along with many other people. That includes my friend. He was an upcoming doctor that unfortunately lost his medical license due to a feud with a colleague. He had it all and once he lost his practice, his wife Mary followed."
"I'm sorry, but how will a disgraced doctor help in the matter at hand?"
"I'm going to need something to put the young lady to sleep and I cannot go to the local doctor with the request."
"I imagine you will need to travel to obtain the drug required."
"I will take the fastest horse available and return promptly but I do require the monies to convince my old friend Dr. Hyde."
"I don't hold a lot of money within the walls of the house but I have some expensive jewelry that should suffice and get our point across."
"I will leave tomorrow morning then."
"I will give you the jewels tomorrow. Please try to hurry and not be gone long. I shall tell my son that I sent you on an errand to inquire about perhaps purchasing some lands in the neighboring towns."
"I don't plan on being gone that long, perhaps three days tops. One to go and one to return, the extra day will allow me to convince my old friend to obtain the drug. He should come around right away once he sees the jewels. The last I saw of him he was still seeing patients and should still be stocked."
"How can he still have patients? Do you believe there is a chance he will turn down the offer? This could complicate things for us. I just cannot think of an alternative plan. Let me reiterate we don't have time to make another plan. The sooner we set the plan in motion the better."
"Don't worry Cora he will not turn down the offer. Yes, he sees patients but these are people that cannot afford the services of a doctor under normal circumstances. He doesn't enjoy the clientele he once did. I will be making Hyde an offer he cannot walk away from. He needs this as much as we do."
"I hope you are right, I will be preparing the jewelry that you will offer in payment. Good day, Mr. Peters, and thank you for your assistance in the matter."
"I haven't done anything yet, my lady, but I look forward to exploring our newfound alliance."
He sees her walk away. He wonders if he has time to go to the docks and invite the orphaned boys he met before to go on the trip and perhaps convince them to help. Lady Jones seems to be pliant and he thinks she will not be any trouble. He doesn't mind keeping these women's secrets at all. The knowledge provides leverage for him, he would be a fool to turn away.
In his brief time in the house, even from afar he has noticed the coldness between the two; the young new bride and the matriarch of the house. The irony of their similarity is not lost on him. He muses that he would be gaining favor with the two with one simple action; the capture of Emma Jones. He will stand by his words to both, he will not hurt the young woman, only keep her away to appease his new allies. He has no doubt that in the future they can turn on him and then all will be revealed. A tryst before a wedding and a bastard son who will be extremely well respected and wealthy once his lineage is revealed. Somehow it all ends with the young Pirate Captain.
Malcolm Peters is not an honorable man by any means and surely once upon a time he did a good deed or two but now he needs to ensure his future. He will take his leave and obtain the chloroform needed to render the girl unconscious and with that, he will be closer to endearing himself to the ladies. Perhaps even get Cora to consider him as a real partner. He could show her that a union between the two would be rewarding.
Milah wakes from her slumber to find her husband getting dressed for the day. "August, after sleeping I have reconsidered some of my thoughts. I think you are right and my family does love me equally to Emma. I was hoping I could visit with my aunt and uncle since I didn't partake in the reunion."
"I would love to accompany you. I have yet to apologize to your uncle for the change in betrothal and now his daughter is married to a scoundrel."
"August, I thought you saw the good in your old friend? But now that he married Emma he is a scoundrel? I expected comments like that coming from your mother and my aunt, especially my uncle but you were his biggest supporter and now you retract your support."
"I just think there is more to the story. I hate to think he may have taken advantage of Emma in some way."
"Of course this has to be about Emma. It always leads to her somehow."
"Milah, this is not about her. I think you are the one that makes everything about her, you make it into a competition between the two of you."
"I don't want to argue anymore about this and I'm not the one that makes it into a competition between us, it is all of you. My uncle, aunt, your mother and now even you!" She desperately wants to add Killian to the list but has to hold her tongue. The slip would only lead to questions she cannot answer yet. Once Killian is hers again she will not care about consequences.
"Shall we ready ourselves for the visit?"
"Give me about 15 minutes and I will be ready to go." She would rather go alone but it appears that is not in cards for her. "Oh, I need to let Joanna know she finally will be going back home."
"That is fine, I should be ready by the time you are done."
She quickly finishes the final touches. "I will be right back, I'm heading to the servants quarters. Do you mind if Lucy stays behind? I'm sure my aunt would not object, after all, she allowed both of them to accompany us on our honeymoon."
"No, I don't mind, and I'm sure Enith doesn't want to have to take care of all of us. Imagine poor Enith, my mother is enough work for anyone."
She cannot help smile at the remark. Her mother-in-law is quite demanding. "I think you mean she is too much work for all of us."
"Milah!" She is sure he means it in a scolding way but she cannot help notice the silly grin on his face.
Soon Milah, August, and Joanna are in a carriage on their way to Nolan's house. The house is beautiful in its simplicity. Two-floored white stone, large windows in almost all the rooms downstairs and some large oak trees to provide shade. A part of her had missed her home; she had not enjoyed it growing up as much as Emma but it still was the closest thing to home to her. Her mother Jacqueline was never able to give her that.
August knocks on the door with Milah and Joanna flanking him.
David answers the door with a big grin on his face at the sight before him. He quickly grabs Milah into a hug and mutters some words to her about missing her and so on.
"Snow, it is Milah and August. Oh, and Joanna is here too."
"I will be there in a second."
"Uncle David, what is Aunt Snow doing up there?"
"She is removing blankets from the covered furniture and airing out the rooms."
Joanna looks at the group from the corner she is currently occupying waiting for her orders. Milah then turns to her and gives her instructions. "Joanna, be a dear and go with me to help my aunt. That will also allow the men to talk."
"Yes, Mrs. Booth." She curtsies and leads the way up the stairs. Milah follows right behind and then she disappears up the stairs.
"Mr. Nolan, I had asked Milah to give us a minute or two to converse. I fear it is my fault that Emma married Killian."
That comment makes David curious. "What do you mean?"
"I believe that once I called our engagement off and pursued Milah, she may have been too broken-hearted to deter advances from a man like Killian. I mean an experienced man with women. In her innocence, Emma may have misunderstood his attention for her."
"August, if I may be frank. I was never happy with the betrothal between you and Emma. I always wanted her husband to be her choice. I'm not happy with the current situation but I believe my daughter when she tells me that she is happy. That is all I wanted for her. Jones seems sincere in his feelings for my Emma. He and I had a similar talk and although I will keep an eye on him as I stated to him, I stand by my assessment. He seems sincere and only time will tell. Now about Milah, I will have to advise you the same I did to Jones, I will keep an eye on you; I hope I don't need to clarify any more than that."
August is dumbfounded at the threat made to his person. It makes sense for him to say that to Killian but to say them to him, an honorable man. He doesn't understand the need for the warning.
Meanwhile, upstairs Joanna drifts away to the other rooms to give the ladies time to talk.
"Aunt Snow, I can see how happy you are. You are practically glowing."
"I am very happy. David is back and I was able to mend some fences with Emma."
"Oh good, did you ever find out her new address?"
"Yes, Cora gave it to me but I may have stumbled onto something."
"What do you mean?"
"I think Killian is Brennan's son."
Milah looks confused as she hears the news. "What do you mean?"
"He looks so much like him, at first I didn't notice because I was so upset that Emma wanted to marry him, but the resemblance is striking. He looks more like Brennan than August does."
"Do you think Emma knows of this?"
"I'm not saying for sure but it is a high possibility that he is his son due to Cora's reaction to my comment. I sincerely doubt Emma knows about this, she has never mentioned it to me."
"The possibility is there Aunt Snow. My mother-in-law loves her and she may have shared the information with her. Do you think that is why she was so eager to marry him? If he is, in fact, a Booth that could still be beneficial to her."
"Milah, Emma has never cared for any of that."
"She never cared because it was supposed to be hers to begin with, but then August fell in love with me and that all changed."
"My daughter was about to become a nun and take vows of poverty. I know her well enough to say that she had no idea and Cora would never share that kind of information with her. Milah, it is only speculation on my part. I have no proof to support my theory. There is no need to repeat my words to anyone."
Milah looks at her aunt intently and nods in agreement. "I agree aunt, this is only a theory. I will not share it with anyone."
"Thank you, sweetheart, so how was the honeymoon?"
"It was a nice trip. We got to see so much of the country."
"Milah, I know you prefer big cities and I'm sorry I dragged you both back."
"We are family and you needed us at the time. It truly is no problem." Milah knows she would have been blindsided on her return if her aunt had kept quiet about the wedding.
"Here is the address for Emma. I wanted to send an invitation to her and her husband."
"I could deliver the message for you tomorrow. I also came across some clothes Emma could use along with her little chest, the one she loved in her earlier years."
"Oh Milah, that would be amazing! I know Emma didn't think she would have a use for it at the convent. I would greatly appreciate the assistance."
"It will be my pleasure." A thought occurs to her that this is her chance to plant the photo and have a talk with Killian. She will find a way to have a private chat with him. Milah's knuckles turn white as she clenches her fist at the mere thought of Killian's new title. She wonders if he suspected about the possibility he could be August's brother or if her own husband knew. No, he cannot know, seeing as he deems Killian unworthy of Emma. She can use the information she has gathered.
Snow and Milah continue with their tasks and eventually find their way downstairs to join the men. The men seem in an awkward silence throughout the rest of the day. Soon Milah and August say their good nights to finally go home. She is armed with a small trunk and information she can use.
The following day Milah wakes replenished and tells August she wants to go have a private talk with Emma and deliver her trunk and invitation.
"I wish you would allow me to come with you."
"I haven't had anyone on one time with my cousin since our return and besides I doubt that her husband will be home. What are you going to do while we talk?"
"I know you are right but I do want to apologize to Killian for my words. I upset him with my questions."
"I could extend an invitation of our own for them to join us for lunch."
"That sounds lovely, I will have the carriage ready for you."
The Jones home had found a routine the newlyweds loved. They would enjoy their mornings with some enjoyable activities and sometimes it went a little long. They would have to forgo breakfast and Killian would get ready to go to his office.
Today was not one of those days. The roles had reversed seeing as Emma was the one to leave early to obtain some things from the market. Food and other basic necessities were on her list.
The knock comes as a surprise to Killian. It cannot be his wife because she has her keys. Smee and Thomas know he will be in the office by midday. They know better than to interrupt him at home. He values his time with his wife and if his men value their life they will stay away from his home.
He opens the door. "You better have a damn good reason to be at my doorstep."
"Is that any way to treat family?"
"Milah, what are you doing here?"
"Oh, I have a delivery for the lovely Mrs. Jones. Is she here?"
Killian scratches behind his ear, a habit of his. "She stepped out, I will fetch her things from the carriage and you can be on your way."
"You are falling short on your hospitality." Milah waves to the coachmen to bring the chest and luggage. "My aunt sends these things for Emma. She also wanted me to extend an invitation for lunch for the two of you."
Killian lifts an eyebrow in disbelief that this is the only reason for her visit.
"Killian, before I go I would like to ask you one question."
"If that is all it takes to get you to leave, ask away." He places Emma's things on a small table by the door.
"Before I forget, did Emma tell you that she married you because she thinks you are a Booth also?"
"Milah, what are you talking about?"
"It seems you share an uncanny resemblance to Brennan Booth."
"I knew him when I was a young boy and I don't see the resemb-" He remembers Thomas mentioned he reminded him of someone he once knew and surely he would have met Brennan Jones. There was no way he was his son. It could not be possible. Emma couldn't know or even suspect such a thing and not share it with him. This was a con from Milah.
"Oh my God Killian, you actually believe she fell in love with a dirty pirate? She has to know or at the very least suspect it and that is why she took a chance with you. You do know that Cora thinks very highly of Emma and she may have mentioned it to her. I just want you to realize I'm the one that truly loves you."
"You are lying, my Emma truly loves me. We love each other deeply. I admit part of the reason we bonded was that of the affair between you and I, and the impending revelation of it due to gossip may have started it, but the feelings are real. Nothing you say will ever make me doubt her or our marriage."
"Don't say I didn't try to warn you of my dear cousin's duplicity. See you soon; you will come back begging me to forgive you."
Milah looks at him one more time and walks out of the house. She hopes that the plan she has created with Peters will be set into motion soon.
Killian closes the door after Milah leaves and in his frustration knocks the little table over. The little chest tips open and then he sees an old photo. He kneels to pick it up; perhaps it is a photo of his love in her childhood. He stops once he notices the face looking back at him is not that of his wife but of a younger August Booth, he slowly picks it up and cannot take his eyes off it and he flips it around to read "My Only One True Love." Why would she still have this photo? He starts pacing and he can feel the anger rise within.
The door opens to an unsuspecting smiling Emma. The smile quickly fades as she takes his demeanor in. "You look like a caged animal."
"Do you care to explain this to me?" he asks as he flips the photo in her direction.
She picks it up and once she realizes what it is, she understands. "How did you get this photo?"
"That is not an answer Emma."
"I know and I will answer once I find out how you got it."
"Milah stopped by with all those things from your mother's house." He pointed in the direction of some things she recognizes from her old home.
"Milah dropped these things by? That was not enough to make you wonder about her motives?"
"Emma." He looks angry, clenched jaw and his eyes seem darker somehow.
"Sorry, that is an old photo. Cora used to give me photos of August during my engagement. Look at the photo, it is clearly old. I must have left it behind when I first left for the convent. I never went back to my old house. That is why I never got rid of it. How could I?"
"That is the only reason?"
"Killian, I love you and only you. I have to admit that I truly never loved August. I didn't know him. I still don't know him."
"Is August my brother?"
"What do you mean?"
"She also said that you know that I'm also Brennan Booth's son. She claimed that is the only reason you wanted to marry me."
"How would I know if you are his son? Killian, that makes no sense."
"Maybe Cora shared that information with you, I have no clue."
"If this is true, Cora would never share it with me or anyone else. Killian, I love you because you are a good man. You treat me like no other. You don't see me as weak because I'm a woman. You respect me and I know I will never love another man because you are truly a pirate and you stole my heart."
"I'm sorry my love, the photo really upset me."
"I know. Do me a favor and throw it away or burn it for all I care."
He laughs at her request. "Are you sure that is what you want?"
"Hand it over." She waits for him to give her the photo.
"I, Emma Jones, love and honor my husband Killian Jones above any other." She rips the photo into small pieces as she recites her vows to her husband. "I know at the time we exchanged vows we were not honest with each other but I hope now you accept them as true."
He rushes to her and hugs her tightly. He whispers his vows in her ear. She giggles and melts into his embrace. Milah's words are long forgotten.
Milah eventually has a moment for a quick word with Malcolm. He tells her he will leave to obtain an object for their venture. She quickly understands his meaning and wishes him good luck. Finally, Malcolm finds his way in the direction of Golden Cove.
