#capkillianjones

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omg thankyou so much

you are so kind

She looked down at the docks. Amelia would recognize the pirate anywhere.  Her feelings about him were mixed to say the least. She could recall the good times…the fun on Neverland still. However that was before Tink died and all went hell. She went to hell and seemed to never come out. She pushed him away after that. The battles got more intense. The island felt the tension. It literally dived the island in half. Those that were for her or for Killian. He decided to take her out of the problem.

            Getting onto Killian’s ship without being noticed was harder than it used to be. Not being able to fly anymore was a part of that. Still it did not prevent her from wearing the necklace of now useless pixie dust around her neck.  Normally she would swim then crawl through a window. However today everyone expected her. So she used the front door without a problem. She found Killian sitting at his desk.  Peter closed the door behind her with a slam.

            “Finally leaving Jones?” Jones…she rarely called him that. He looked up. Stared at her for a bit before getting standing up walking over to her.

            “No…not exactly.” Before she could even react Killian pulled her back to his chest and began to tie her hands together.  She of course protested but obviously lost. It was a rather journey till they made their destination. He kept her in the ships cells. It was a week’s trip at most. But they finally did get to their destination. Peter expected to be walked to the plank instead Killian walked her off the ship still leaving her hands bound as he walked back to the ship. “Sorry dear, but you got in my way and I told you not to do that.”

            Peter watched as he walked back on the ship. No…this was not Neverland. She could feel it in the air. “You can’t do this Killian!” She fought back some tears. Oh she knew exactly what he was doing. “You…it’s your fault she died! That he died!  I swear Killian Jones if you leave me here to grow up I will find you and I will place a sword through you heart personally.”

            He just walked away. And she did what any normal person did in Fairytale land. She grew up. Five years passed before the curse took effect. She grew. Taller....more womanly. No, there was no going back to being Peter Pan. Perhaps that was worse that the curse itself.

            “Killian Jones….what an unpleasant surprise.” She spat at the pirate as she walked closer. He looked at her then back at the sea.

            “Peter. Still a coward I see…I thought I had taught you something back then, clearly I didn’t.”

            “Don’t. Do not call me Peter or Pan. It’s Amelia now, no thanks to you. I can’t be Peter anymore. I grew up! And sorry I must have missed the lesson where you LEFT me! What have you ever taught me besides to be selfish hook!” They both knew what she was talking about. He had yet to look at her but sighed.

            “No one can save you but yourself. I’m no knight and you should know it, but I hoped to show you one can help oneself.”

            “Don’t lecture me on helping oneself. I was doing perfectly fine till you came around. You protected me and I don’t even know why. Blackbeard who I am sure wanted my head never came back after you showed help. Or hell, why’d you even send me away! Could’ve just revealed I was a girl!”

            “And have you raped by half my crew that hadn’t seen one in three hundred years? Would have that pleased you more than growing up?” He now was looking at her.

            “Like they would’ve gotten that far. I would’ve killed them on the spot! You had no right to send me away!”

            “You had no right to try to send me away either and still you’ve tried. I spared you more blood on your hands cause you could barley handle that of one man. Killing is not for, Amelia, and it certainly was not for you.”

            “I-“ The memory of that blood was still fresh in her mind. It was all she dreamed about. “There’s…you weren’t there. I went out of my mind. My best friend literally DIED in my hands. I had just killed a man who I now know was innocent…and you weren’t there when I actually needed someone.”

            “You killed one of my men!”

            “I fucking didn’t mean to!” Amelia yelled. “Alright!?!? It happened before I could even think. I have never regretted anything in my life Killian EXCEPT THAT!  I’m sorry alright? If I could’ve stopped myself I would have. But I can’t bring back the dead. No matter how much I wish, and you have no idea how much I wish I could, I can’t.  300 years of knowing me….300 hundred! You should’ve known it was a fucking accident and I didn’t mean to do it!”

He didn’t respond…she didn’t expect him to…she wanted him to, but didn’t expect it.

            “I am so sorry Killian. I am so sorry that I ended your friend’s life. I’m sorry that I made it get this…bad. There is not a day that goes by that I don’t regret doing that. I lost everything that day….I lost my best friend….my sanity…Neverland…being Peter….I lost you.” Amelia looked up at him tears in her eyes. “I-I know it was my fault. And asking for forgiveness seems stupid after the shit I pulled. Tink died, no death of a man would ever change that.  But please trust me when I say that I am sorry.”

            “I believe you Pan…” It was simple words. Those simple four words seemed to stop her tears. He was never one good with….feelings. It wasn’t a secret how much his goal meant to him. It overshadowed everything….hell that’s why he sent her away. However she never stopped wondering why he just didn’t kill her. Those words were reassurance enough. Amelia started to walk off the docks. For once…

okay just give me a way he would be in Loki’s room and I will

I don’t believe the whole Killian as Peter Pan theory but he did say he recognizes the look of the Lost Boys so adjskfhsad feels CAN WE HAVE FEELS?