Only Her: OUAT/Killian Jones

The Doctor

"Agreed. How could he be the only one to survive?" she questioned, crossing her arms over her chest.

"You think he is lying," Mulan stated.

"I think Cora's tricked us before. I don't want that to happen again," Emma said right before they reached the man's side. "Here you go."

As she set the cup down, Mulan pored a canteen of water into it as the man said, "I can't thank you enough for your kindness. Fortune, it seems, has seen fit to show me favor."

"How did you manage to escape Cora's attack? You were the only one on this entire island full of bodies, it seems," (Y/n) said, leaning against the table to look down at him as he gazed back up at fear, fear showing on his face.

"She attacked in the night. Slaughtered everyone in one fell swoop. When she started ripping out people's hearts, I hid under the bodies of those who had already been killed. Pretended to be dead myself. Mercifully, the ruse worked," the man described. It seemed like a clever way for someone to survive an attack such as this, but something about it just did not feel right to (Y/n). They had been tricked by Cora once before. She would not let that happen again.

"So much for fortune favoring the brave," Emma mocked slightly.

"It was all I could do to survive," he told her, and Emma exchanged a glance with (Y/n).

When (Y/n) nodded her head, gesturing for Emma to do her thing, Emma laid her arms down on the table and faced the man, quietly and dangerously saying, "I'm gonna let you in on a little secret. I'm pretty good at knowing when someone is lying to me."

"I'm telling you the truth," he said, but Emma knew that those words were stacking up his pile of lies like the bodies around them.

"We should leave here in case Cora decides to come back," Mulan advised, and Emma stood up from her position.

"We should start searching for a new portal back to Storybrooke. I only got about five minutes with my husband, not to mention my grandson," Mary Margaret sighed.

"You have a grandson?" the man questioned with a smile, a little bit of surprise in his voice. He failed to notice (Y/n) behind him as Emma gave her a nod of approval.

"Long story," Mary Margaret brushed off.

"Well, I know this land well. I can guide you-"

Grabbing him by his hair, (Y/n) put her dagger under his throat, dangerously close to slitting it as she growled, "You're not guiding us anywhere until you tell us who the hell you are."

"I-I- no-!" the  man stuttered, and (Y/n) tightened her grip on him as the sharp dagger went in just a little deeper. "Please! I-I swear I'm telling you the truth!!"

Emma shook her head, and had a sudden idea. "Bring him over here. Tie him up," she said, and (Y/n) forced the man up, keeping her dagger lodged against his back and moving him towards a large tree on the edge of the island.

As Mulan finished up the rope around his wrists, they heard him beg, "I already told you, I'm just a blacksmith!"

"A blacksmith with rings? I highly doubt that," (Y/n) said as he looked at all of them in great fear.

Emma whistled loudly towards the trees, and a large growl and roar was heard from afar, but it quickly got closer. "You won't talk to us? Maybe you'll talk to the ogres while they rip you limb from limb." As a stomp was heard, Emma called for the women. "Come on."

"Wha- You can't just leave me here like this!" the man called, his voice weak and terrified.

"What if he's telling the truth?" Aurora asked, looking at his scared face.