Killian groans as he lifts his heavy body from his bed, bones crack and his muscles tense as he slowly stands up. Safe to say hook was anything but a morning person but he drags his body around his quarters anyway slowly but surely getting dressed into his uniform, ready for whatever today has to throw at him. The Jolly Roger creeks as it gently rocks side to side Killian strumbles too his mirror and whispers to himself “bloody hell.” His stubble is longer and scruffier than usual along with his hair he’s losing his edge he thinks as he starts to walk to the deck. He’s greeted as usual by Smee who definitely is a morning person, if he had to guess Smee has been up a few hours already cheerily whistling tunes as he does his usual chores and maintains the ship. It was only Smee in his crew now not that he blames the others the curse had given them all lives and families hook had actually told Smee to try find that for himself but Smee was insistent on staying. Hook just shakes his head and carry’s on his journey off the ship and into town first stop breakfast.
After several minutes of walking he reaches granny’s and swings the door open, as the bell rings he waltzes up to the counter and orders his breakfast to go “Two coffees and 2 bagels” He grumbles. He looks around but sees nobody that he cares to be associated with not that he doubts anyone would want to be associated with him either after all once a pirate always a pirate. Ruby taps him on the shoulder with the too go bag and he glances at her, she’s a pretty lass but in no way his type he hands over the cash grabs the bag after politely thanking her he heads out the diner.
Outside he is greeted by his newest best friend and co worker Emma swan accompanied by his and her trusty canine helpers Wilson and lady. Wilson was a pure breed German shepherd and had been a gift from David after killian got his job as deputy sheriff and lady a beautiful border collie had been a birthday gift to Emma from Killian after he had found her under the troll bridge one night on patrol. Killian passed Emma the bag “wasn’t sure what too get so I just got us coffees and a bagel each.” Killian started following the princess too a bench. Emma shrugged “Just as well don’t think I can’t stomach much after last night, never again” she places the bag between them rubbing her eyes. “We aren’t as young as we used to be I remember a time I could drink double that and still steer my ship” Killian chuckled Emma laughed “hey I’m only 30 you’re like what a million years old there’s probably dinosaurs younger then you” Killian spat his coffee out “I’m not that fucking old swan and my body’s still younger then yours. Anyways how was waking up at Regina’s?” It was now Emma’s turn too spit out her coffee. “She fucking told you of all people!?” Emma’s voice is now a little more hushed. Killian shrugged “Nope you did before you left the bar don’t worry I won’t tell I’m just glad one of us is getting laid.” He starts ripping up part of his bagel and throwing it up in the air for Wilson to catch. Emma looks at Killian and sighs “You Know nobody’s against that here right?” Killian stares at the floor he knows exactly what she’s referring too “acceptance of it isn’t common in my experience, would be more reassuring if my best friend wasn’t sneaking around with a women instead of being honest with her family” ouch Emma thought but she wasn’t sneaking around with Regina because she was a woman she is sneaking around because of Henry and also because of all the pain and misery Regina put the whole town through. “You know that’s not why so don’t try and redirect this on me” Emma was a little frustrated now. “Doesn’t matter anyway, come on Wilson we have places to be, see you later swan!” And with that Killian waved bye as he wondered the streets with Wilson.
The day David gave Wilson too killian he had no idea the sort of trouble he was in for, originally Killian was over confident in training the pup after all he’d spent many years commanding a crew of ruthless thugs how hard could a puppy be to command. Harder then it looked that was for sure, for the first few weeks every night without fail the pup would howl and whimper outside killians bedroom scratching up the wooden door to be let in. Killian would shake his head ignoring Wilson’s cry’s hoping the pup would get bored and fuck off, day times were no laughing matter either the dog had no recall and was shit at following commands countless times Killian thought of returning him and one time he did. “This useless mutt is untrainable he won’t let me sleep he keeps trying to lick me and yesterday he bashed into me and knocked me off the side of the ship and into the bloody sea!!!!!” Killian complained to David. David just laughed in his face and told him dogs need love and respect and if they don’t feel that then the owner has no chance of having authority. Killian left with Wilson but it wasn’t till a few nights later Killian understood what it meant to love a dog. It was late at night when Killian awoke in a full blown panic after having a nightmare about his old captain he could feel himself spinning as his breathing became faster and faster before he felt like he’d never take another breath again his legs collapsed from under him and Wilson started barking and pounding at the door until eventually the wood gave in and he was through. By that time Killian had his back to the wall crying still unable to breath properly. Calmly Wilson walked over and gently put his head on killians lap eventually Killian calmed down and from then on Wilson slept in his bed with him. Within the next few weeks thanks to help from a certain dark one Wilson was the best trained dog in all of storybrooke.
Being a sheriff in storybrooke is surprisingly one of the least eventful jobs in this town as most of the towns people are too loyal to the charmings and the rest are too scared of Emma and killian too dare try anything. Of course sometimes there’s slip ups but they’re normally when a new villain comes around and threatens death and pain too all,either way they are normally small crimes such as shop lifting or a small fight that’s broken up in seconds. Killian looks at his watch too see it’s just turned 5, how time flies when you’re having fun he smirked. Killian and Wilson start to make there way down too golds shop after all who else would be more qualified to give a dog a checkup the an all knowing dark being.