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Welcome @awoovo!!! I agree with everything you’re saying about our imminent “event”.
I would assume that if Neal is alive then where is he during the showdown sequence, or why isn’t it him protecting Henry instead of Hook? Seems mighty suspicious to me.
Yeah I agree. It’s all kinds of weird but i don’t think the “event” has happened yet. I’m just not convinced lol.
It’s very biased toward SF on this site I think because of the podcast – it used to be extremely SF biased. With 3×11 that’s changed though 🙂
[adrotate group="5"]Keeper of Captain Swan's first kiss
Would you mind if I posted that in the SF thread? We should post it there, this is how we mend fences lol
Of course, go right ahead- I’m sure they’ll love it as well 🙂
Welcome @awoovo!!! I agree with everything you’re saying about our imminent “event”.
I would assume that if Neal is alive then where is he during the showdown sequence, or why isn’t it him protecting Henry instead of Hook? Seems mighty suspicious to me.
Yeah I agree. It’s all kinds of weird but i don’t think the “event” has happened yet. I’m just not convinced lol. It’s very biased toward SF on this site I think because of the podcast – it used to be extremely SF biased. With 3×11 that’s changed though
Well I hope it continues to change because it surely isn’t welcoming at the moment. I used to lurk here and one of my good tumblr friends Hookian told me she got banned and I wondered why because she was very civil in the chat for the most part and from what I can tell a lot of people started beef with her. Which I wasn’t happy to see her get banned and none of the other people whom started trouble get a warning(she told me nothing happened to them), very mean behavior. Anyways it’s still very strange that MRJ has not been seen outside of the studio in 2 weeks. If Neal is not with the others at the showdown(which he’s not) he should have been at the shores watching over Henry over Hook but that’s not the case. I would also assume that Neal would have been an obvious person in the showdown scene because of Rumple’s reappearance. Which would effect him and Belle the most but that’s not happening. That’s a big red flag IMO.
hookian got banned? whoa didn’t know about that!
Yeah she told me on tumblr. I was kind of shocked to say the least but now that you tell me this forum has a bias of SF that doesn’t surprise me. I just hope what you said is true about it changing. I do think it is strange that Neal was not in the showdown nor on the shores with Henry and Hook because every regular aside from him was active last night. It does seem very strange, particularly since going from pics this is the first time Belle sees Rumple again, so why isn’t Neal present. It effects him just as much as her? That’s why I have a bad vibe about Neal. Honestly though guys now that we know Neal is in episode 16 it’s even much stranger that he’s not in the Hook/Henry scene nor in the showdown sequence which takes place at the same time. That pains even more of a bullseye on him.
^^^^^ just to be clear our mods are pretty great here they do an awesome job of making sure things stay civil and everybody abides by the forum rules. The have their own opinions but they respect everyones and would never take disciplinary action based on some like a shipper bias.
It’s odd to me too, the last day Neal was seen filming he was up at the farm house next he’s in studio and not at the big showdown. We’ll just have to wait and see how filming goes next week. We know Lana showed up later that night but MRJ hasn’t been in any of the photos.
^^^^^ just to be clear our mods are pretty great here they do an awesome job of making sure things stay civil and everybody abides by the forum rules. The have their own opinions but they respect everyones and would never take disciplinary action based on some like a shipper bias. It’s odd to me too, the last day Neal was seen filming he was up at the farm house next he’s in studio and not at the big showdown. We’ll just have to wait and see how filming goes next week. We know Lana showed up later that night but MRJ hasn’t been in any of the photos.
He wasn’t on set last night and every other regular was. Neal is now confirmed in episode 16 and they film out of order all the time. So the fact that Neal is in the episode is not looking good for him. Clearly the showdown is gonna be the climax of the episode or probably the final act so why is Neal not there? He’s in the episode it would make sense if he is there, and if he’s not there he should be the one protecting Henry not Hook. We know Neal’s confirmed in the episode so the fact that he was not seen filming last night at all doesn’t look good for him. He should be there to get the emotional angsty reunion with his father but he’s not. It’s not looking good for him.
I guess we’ll just have to see, I’m hoping they rewrite it and change their mind about what they’re doing 😛
“Are you bloody off your rocker?”
He doesn’t shout — even though she knows he wants to — but his voice is still an angry hiss. She doesn’t respond, keeps her expression neutral even when her chest tightens at the sight of him pacing restlessly in front of her.
“You’re mad,” he continues, pointing his hook at her. “You’re all mad! This is the worst possible idea! We can’t split up, not now-”
“This is the only option,” she interjects calmly.
“Oh, bollocks!”
Her eyes close and she reaches up to pinch the bridge of her nose as the frustration she’s feeling cracks her composure. “Hook-”
“No.”
“You are being ridiculously stubborn right now!” She faces off with him, her hands dropping to her waist and tries to focus on her simmering temper instead of the fear and worry that threatens to consume her.
“It takes one to know one!” He stops wearing a path in the floor to stand toe-to-toe with her.
Their eyes hold intensely — blue on green — and suddenly her heart softens at the emotions she sees reflected in his. He’s frightened, as frightened as she is, and she wants nothing more than to curl into him and never let go, though she knows if she touches him, she’ll lose it, so she holds it in and forces back the urge to soothe and be soothed. She sighs and scrubs her hands tiredly over her face before meeting his gaze once more.
“You’d do anything for me,” she says softly, matter-of-factly. The silence that follows remains for several moments and she can feel her stomach clench. “Please,” she whispers on a plea. “Do this one thing for me — protect my son.”
He sighs too, grumbles as he hooks her chin in his index finger and strokes over the dent there with his thumb. “You’re unfair, you know…pleading with those big, green eyes.”
The corners of her mouth tip up faintly and inside, the struggle to remain composed rages on. Her hands begin to tremble so she curls them into fists and keeps them tight at her sides. when he inches forward though, she stays in place, keeping her eyes on his.
“There’s no other way,” she tells him. “We won’t get another chance like this again-”
“And yet you wish to keep me from the battle, from your side.” His voice is broken, full of contempt and bitterness.
She shakes her head and finds her hand automatically reaching out to grasp onto his wrist, but before she can, she drops it. “No. No. It’s not like that. I am asking you to keep safe the most precious thing in the world to me.” She swallows thickly, the need to be honest suddenly fierce. “There’s no one else I would trust more-”
“No,” he cuts in, his eyes suddenly narrowing on her face. “There’s something else.” His resolve crumbles as he suddenly seems to understand and his hand cups her cheek then. “I know you…what is it?”
Again, she moves her head back and forth. “It’s nothing-”
“Emma.”
That’s all it takes for her walls to come crashing down, her name said in just that quiet tone accompanied by that all too knowing look on his face. Perceptive bastard. She exhales heavily and tries to steady her suddenly erratically beating heart, moving away from him to the table across the room. She leans her hands against it — bracing, needing the support — and distracts herself as she studies the various maps and diagrams marked with handwritten notes and arrows and circles and various other things — strategic warfare planning. It all feels so…surreal and ancient and fairytale-like, which actually wasn’t all that odd, all things considering.
After a moment, she hears his boots click against the floor and turns her head slightly towards him when she feels him at her back. Her heart jumps into her throat as her body sways into him.
“Emma,” he says again, but softer this time.
“I’ll worry about Henry-”
“He’ll be perfectly safe. He’ll be well-guarded-”
“Not the way I want him to be,” she insists, unable to keep her thoughts from him any longer. “I’ll…I’ll be distracted on the field if I’m worrying about him.”
She turns abruptly, her eyes pleading with his. She’s a wide-open book and it terrifies her and shortens her breath but she needs to tell him the truth.
“I’ll worry about you, if you’re out there,” she finally admits. “Then I’ll just be doubly distracted and I can’t afford any distractions, not when we’re so close to defeating the witch…but this way…this way, I can kill two birds with one stone. You’ll both be safe- safer,” she changes the word at his look, “And I won’t worry about you two and I can get this done and send that bitch back to Oz once and for all, but at the same time…I’ll have you as a precautionary back-up to protect Henry, just in case.”
His eyes close and his hand pinches at the bridge of his nose, much like she had done earlier. “Oh, my darling…” He sighs once more and gently pushes her hair back from her shoulder. “And who’s going to worry about you?”
Her heart stutters in her chest and her smile is soft as warmth floods through her. “You will…like you always do, except now it’ll just be from a safe place.” His look is unconvinced and she takes a chance, resting her hand lightly against his arm. “I’m going to be fine-”
“You can’t be sure-”
“My magic strong. It will protect me.”
His hand travels down her arm to grip at hers and her fingers squeeze reflexively in response.
“I don’t like this.”
“I know,” she replies quietly. “I’m sorry.” And she is, but for once in her life she’s going to be selfish. She lowers head, averting her gaze from his too-blue eyes and studies her hand in his. “We have to go,” she says after a minute, ignoring the pang in her gut.
He doesn’t move, so she does it first, knowing that if she doesn’t, they’ll stand there indefinitely and they can’t because they’re running out of time. She backs away towards the door but before she can get too far, he tugs on her hand to bring her back. He raises their joined hands as she steps closer to him, presses his lips against them as he watches her.
“Be safe.”
Her body sags and her eyes close as she gives in to a moment of weakness and presses a kiss to his fingertips. “I will.”
Before she can change her mind, she closes the gap between them and gently touches her mouth to his. The warmth and light is instantaneous, internal yet all-consuming and she craves more. Her arms open, just as her heart does, and she wraps him in her embrace. Her hands delve into his unruly hair that she adores so much as she aligns her body to his and for one moment, everything is perfect in the world.
She can feel his arm snake around her waist to pull her closer, can feel his hand dancing up her back until he can cup the back of her neck. She sighs and simultaneously gives and takes, but the kiss is soft, a slow burn meant to soothe rather than ignite, and when he angles his head to deepen it just a fraction more, she can feel his heartbeat…not just against hers, but inside of her and it’s too much. She pulls away and touches her forehead to his while they catch their breaths.
“Emma,” he murmurs.
The words — those three little words — hang between them and she feels the prick of tears behind her eyes as well as the complete and utter surrender of her heart. “No,” she replies with a shake of her head. “Don’t. Tell me later. So I have something to look forward to.”
“Very well, then,” he answers, bumping their noses together before he tilts his head back just enough so that he can kiss her forehead. “As you wish.”
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