In her top five of things she doesn’t believe in, Emma Swan finds herself, true love, and magicbattling for first place. When she stumbles into another world where magic is the rule and meets Captain Hook, a man driven by revenge, she will have to reconsider her classement. Slightly inspired by Outlander.
Note: A quick thank you to @the-reason-to-sail-home my beta reader, @iknowhowyoukisslass for giving me her impressions and anyone who has suffered through my babblings about this.
Her headache is the first thing she notices in the blurriness of her mind. Frowning, she brings her hand to her forehead, eyelids still shut.
What the fuck did I drink last night?
“Miss Swan,” calls her a voice, and it seems awfully far away. “Miss Swan,” repeats the voice, “come back to us.”
This weight on her chest, this iron fist strangling her…
Hastily, she opens her eyes and swallows down with difficulty. Her throat is awfully dry.
“Where am I?” Her voice is hoarse, rasp.
She doesn’t understand this desire comin from within, from her depths, this desire to stop a foreign pain.
“You’re at the hospital, ma’am,” informs a nurse, the voice from before, “A bad fall.” Emma hesitates, and finally the nurse releases unvarnished words, “You’ve been unconscious for a whole month, ma’am.”
It All Starts With a Dance 