Magic.
Words: 541 Couple: Emma Swan and Killian Jones.
TV Show: Once Upon A Time.
Disclaimer: All characters you recognize belong to Adam and Eddie.
Set during Neverland.

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It's all absolute bullshit.

That's what she kept telling herself, sitting on a broken log and staring at the small bundle of sticks on the ground. She'd been able to do it once, so she had to be able to do it again.

She had to be able to do it again without getting angry, there had to be a way to do it without going dark.

And it was absolute bullshit.

"You alright there love?"

Emma lets out a huff of breath and squints at the sticks on the ground, ignoring him for as long as it takes for him to come and sit beside her.

"There has to be another way to do this," she murmurs, giving up and closing her eyes.
"Another way to do what?"
"Magic."

In the corner of her eye she can see him nod slowly. She doesn't bother to glance at him when she senses him move just that small inch closer to her and turn his head to watch her, if he hadn't done it she would have sooner or later. His presence beside her was comforting, if anything.

"I can't just be angry all the time," Emma explains, "And there has to be another way to start a stupid fire without getting angry at Regina for being a giant pain in the ass all the time."
"You want to find a way to do it without going dark, love?"
"Exactly. But it's not working."

She sighs, her head dropping to rest in the palms of her hands with her eyes tightly closed.

"You're exhausted Swan, maybe you should take a break," Killian suggests, his hand resting on her back and drawing circles with his thumb.
"Henry is out there, and every moment he's alone is another moment that makes him lose hope of us coming to get him," she argues, "And if something happens to Regina and we need someone who can do magic to get him out of there, then I'm absolutely hopeless and there's no point in trying."
"You're exhausted," he repeated.
"I'm supposed to be able to do this!"
"Everybody gets tired, you haven't slept properly in days love, you need to rest."

Emma shakes her head, taking deep breaths in an attempt to calm herself. Hook's thumb is still tracing small circles on the small of her back in his own attempt at calming her.

"This 'child of true love' stuff is bullshit too," she whispers, "It's useless and it's not working."
"Come take a walk with me."
Lifting her head from her hands, Emma frowns at him, "Sorry?"
"Well love, I've realized I'm not going to be able to convince you to go to sleep, so I am asking you to go on a walk with me. I've noted your mother finds that calming and maybe the feeling runs in your blood."

A small laugh escapes her lips and Emma Swan is smiling softly. When she meets his eyes she can't help but shake her head slightly.

"No walk, love?"
"Just rum please, don't know if I can trust your intentions," she jokes.
The pirate winks, reaching into the pocket of his coat, "Well, love, they are nothing but honorable."
"Yeah. And pigs can fly."

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Sup lovelys.

This and a couple of things I'm posting today were supposed to be 'daily drabbles' stuff but I gave up because VCE study is kicking me in the ass. So here they are!

Thank you!

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