I got another prompt saying that Wish Hook shouldn’t be with anyone but a version of Emma (no) which I’m not going to fill (because no – remember Milah, people?). That being said, I LOVED THIS IDEA and I had to write it immediately. All it requires is pretending that the Hyperion Heights curse involved a backwards time jump to 2010. (I know it isn’t 2010, shhhhhh. Go with it.)
Rated Explicit, ~3400 words.
It was at three in the morning, somewhere in the middle of North Dakota, on the darkest stretch of highway that Emma Swan had ever experienced, that she really started to question her life choices. Because seriously, was this kind of blackness, where everything beyond her own headlights was an inky, terrifying miasma, even real? It shouldn’t be real. She gripped the steering wheel of her Bug, shifting from one butt cheek to the other to try to restore some feeling to her backside. Exhaustion felt like a fuzzy, tangible thing, lurking in the corners of her brain, but for now, the surge of adrenaline brought on by the darkness seemed to be keeping her going.
When she got into the bail bonds business, she’d expected to find enough work near Boston to make travel like this unnecessary – three thousand miles across the top of the United States, all the way to Seattle. It was crazy, making this kind of drive on her own in her crappy old car, and she knew it was crazy. But the payday she would get if she caught this particular bail jumper, she just couldn’t resist. She could easily live for three months on what she would get off of this one score. It seemed worth the risk of a broken down car in North Dakota.
Or, it had seemed worth the risk two days ago. Now, at three in the morning, surrounded by blackness, it didn’t seem worth the risk at all. It didn’t seem worth the risk of being a pretty, blonde, 27-year-old woman alone on a dark highway in the middle of nowhere. Leaning forward in her seat, blinking her eyes several times, Emma said a tiny prayer to the automotive gods.
Possible smutty AU with Eagle Scout Rogers meeting bailbonds!Emma in Seattle pre season 1 because at this point what does a time line matter? (Or any other way you can make this happen)
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