A/N: Well here it is. The last official chapter of my first ever MC (there will be a short epilogue coming soon). I want to thank everyone who has followed me on this journey. Thank you for all the comments, likes and reblog’s I have loved them all and they have kept me going. Once again I have to thank @hollyethecurious for being my amazing beta and looking over my stories and I hope that you all enjoy the end of this story.
Summary: Killian and Emma had been wanting to start a family for a while now, but not had any luck. Soon they would learn that the best things happen when you least expect it. Except not everything is as it seems.
Chapter 13 Pt. 2 “The End”
When the smoke cleared Emma found herself strapped to a table. She immediately started to struggle, trying desperately to free herself.
“Emma.” A terrified voice made her suddenly stop in her attempts.
Turning her head, Emma saw that Amelia was strapped to the table next to her. The little girl was looking at her with eyes filled with tears and acceptance, knowing as well as Emma did that their chances of getting out of here were slim to none.
Looking at Amelia all Emma could say was, “I’m so sorry.”
A noise tore their eyes away from each other and to where Gothel was standing over a large cauldron, throwing various ingredients into it. Behind her on a shelf were several jars, each with a different colored light floating inside. Emma immediately knew what they were, the magic from the other children that Gothel had taken.
She must have sensed that she was being watched and lifted her head to look at them. “It’s time,” she said in a quiet, almost calm voice.
When she began to walk toward them, Emma saw that her hand was glowing bright red and knew in that moment exactly how she and Amelia were going to die, by having their magic and lifeforce ripped from their bodies.
Emma's heart hammered like a bass drum as she watched Gothel start towards Amelia first. "No!" Gothel stopped in her tracks and faced her. "Take my magic first. I'm the Savior, my powers are stronger. I won't fight you," Emma begged, knowing that while she had failed to keep the little girl safe, she could at least postpone Amelia's torment for a little while longer.
Gothel seemed to think about it for several seconds before changing direction toward Emma. When she was finally standing over her the witch looked down at Emma with triumph on her face.
“I told you that you wouldn’t win. You should have just handed the brat over to me and none of this would have happened.”
Emma scoffed. “Please, you still would have tried to kill me.”
“True, but it would have quick. I intend to make you suffer, and I really am going to enjoy myself while I do it,” Gothel sneered.
Emma closed her eyes as Gothel started to raise her glowing red hand toward her. She began thinking of her family. How she never got to say goodbye to her parents and Henry, or her wonderful, loving husband, her true love.
“I’m so sorry, Killian. I love you,” she whispered as she waited for the end to come.
Except it never came. A gasp of disbelief had her snapping her eyes open and what Emma saw shocked her. A bright white light was hovering around her, preventing Gothel from penetrating it.
“No! How is this possible!” Gothel said in outrage as she tried again only to be jolted back by the strange light once more.
Emma had no idea what was happening, but she knew it started with thoughts about her family. So she focused on the way her mother always included her favorite dishes at Sunday family dinners, or how her dad always cradled the back of her head when he hugged her and her sweet Henry, who had such a positive outlook on everything and who made you want to be a better person. And Killian, who came into her life when she believed herself unlovable and never gave up on her, who broke down her walls to become the love of her life.
Suddenly Emma felt a pulse of energy burst from within her. The straps that had held her down and the cuff around her wrist instantly vanished. She immediately jumped from the table to find that the pulse of energy had knocked Gothel out.
“Emma!” Amelia called out from the other table.
Emma turned to see that Amelia had also been released from her bounds. “Amelia!” she exclaimed as the little girl rushed toward her and immediately wrapped her arms around her. “Are you alright?”
“Yeah,” Amelia said as she pulled back from the embrace. “How did you do that, Emma?” Before Emma could respond, she saw Gothel start to struggle to her feet. Pushing Amelia behind her, she braced herself for whatever the witch did next.
When Gothel turned around, Emma was ready for the magic that shot her way from the witches hand. Their magic met in the middle, both fighting for the upper hand.
“You’ll have to kill me, Emma, because I will never give up. No matter what you do to me, or where you send me, I will always come back until I have what’s mine,” Gothel said menacingly.
Emma knew she was telling the truth, knew that Gothel would never stop being a threat to her family. Almost as soon as the thought left her head Emma felt the same pulse of energy form earlier swell from within her. She felt the energy start to fuse with her magic, amplifying it, making it stronger.
Gothel noticed the chance right away. Fear immediately began to cross her features as she felt the intense magic begin to weaken hers.
“How are you doing this?” she said, struggling to hold her own.
Emma started to move forward, the light encasing the dark with every step she took until she was toe-to-toe with Gothel, looking her right in the eyes.
“Try coming back from this." closing her eyes, Emma concentrated with everything she had until she began to feel the magic wash completely over her from head to toe and then burst from her.
Gothel began to scream as the powerful white magic started to wrap around her like a cocoon. “No! This isn’t how it was supposed to happen!” she cried out in despair as she tried to blast her way out of it.
Emma watched as the magic continued to surround her until Gothel stopped moving. She started to approach the immobilized witch with her hands still raised when suddenly her eyes widened in astonishment as a blinding light started to emanate from within the tomb-like structure. Emma quickly turned and grabbed Amelia, taking cover behind one of the tables to shield themselves as the light continued to grow brighter and brighter until the capsule finally exploded into a thousand pieces.
When the dust settled Emma opened her eyes to find Amelia looking up at her.
“Emma. What happened?”
She shook her head at the little girl. “I don’t know, baby.” They slowly stood up to find nothing left of either the capsule or Gothel.
“Is she gone?” Amelia asked with a small wobble in her voice.
Emma looked down at Amelia, realizing that after all these years the little girl was finally free of constantly having to look over her shoulder wondering if Gothel was going to find her. She crouched down and put her hands on Amelia’s arms. “Yes. Yes, she is.”
The little girl’s face lit up and she threw herself into Emma’s arms. “Thank you,” Amelia whispered into the crook of her neck.
They stayed like that for several minutes, both just happy to be safe and alive when they suddenly heard noises coming from the tunnels. Startled Emma rose to her feet and put an arm around Amelia, quickly moving her over to a spot along the wall of the cave hidden from view.
“Stay here and don’t come out until I call for you.” Emma turned back toward the tunnel opening, wondering if maybe Gothel had a contingency plan in case of her demise. “Who’s there!?”
“Emma!” A very familiar, deep accented voice called out.
“Killian!” Emma yelled, hurrying toward the opening of the tunnel where her husband's voice was coming from.
Their eyes locked at the same time. Nothing else mattered, only getting to each other as soon as possible. They crashed into one another, their lips meeting in desperation from thinking that they were never going to see each other again.
When they pulled away from each other Killian brought his hand up to rest against her cheek. “Are you alright Swan?” he asked as he began to look around urgently. “Where’s Amelia?”
Emma reached up and took his hand in hers. “Yes. We’re fine,” she reassured him, as she looked over her shoulder. “Amelia. It’s okay to come out now.”
Peeking her head out, the little girl's eyes lit up. “Killian!” she cried out happily as she began to run over to him
Killian bent down to catch and lift her up into his arms. “Oh! I’m so glad that you're okay, little lass,” he crooned softly as he held her tight. He turned back to Emma with a perplexed look on his face. “Swan, what happened? Where’s Gothel?
Before Emma could respond, she heard several more voices coming from the tunnel, then a second later her parents and Regina came into view. “Mom! Dad!” she said joyfully, running to embrace her parents.
“Oh, Emma! We were so worried! Are you okay?” Snow asked, concerned.
“Yeah. I’m fine.” Emma looked around and noticed that someone was missing. “Where’s Henry?” she asked.
“He stayed back at the convent, rather reluctantly I might say,” Regina informed her.
“Okay good,” Emma sighed with relief. “How did you all find us?”
“It was Silver, love,” Killian stated as he made his way over to them, Amelia now standing beside him, holding on to his hook. “She left a message telling us she brewed a potion that would help us find this place,” he finished.
Emma still didn’t know how she felt about the deceased fairy. On the one hand, Silver had been in league with Gothel, but she had also given her life while trying to save Amelia and herself.
“Swan?” Killian’s voice broke through her musings.
Emma looked up into his questioning gaze. “It’s nothing, Silver...” she paused, giving him a knowing gaze, not wanting to upset Amelia with the memory of what happened. “Anyway,” she said before turning to her parents, “Mom. Dad. I want you to meet somebody. This is Amelia.”” She held her hand out for the little girl to take and brought her over to them. “Amelia, sweetheart, these are my parents, David and Snow.”
David stepped forward and bent down to greet her. “Hello, Amelia. It’s very nice to meet you.”
The little girl gazed up at them and smiled shyly. “Hi.”
“Emma, I’m sorry to interrupt but what happened with Gothel,” Blue asked as she approached the group.
“Gothel’s gone.”
Emma proceeded to tell them everything that had happened. From when she talked to Gothel at the hospital, to waking up imprisoned, to Silver trying to rescue them, then finally the battle with Gothel and the strange magic that had helped her defeat the witch. After she was done she took in everyone’s reactions. Her parents looked stricken, while listening to how close they had come to losing their daughter, while Killian had taken her and held it in a vice like grip. When she glanced up at him, Emma saw his jaw was clenched with quiet rage. She could only imagine what was going on inside his head, so Emma brought her other hand up and stroked his arm lovingly.
Killian calmed instantly at the gentle touch of his wife. Just hearing about what Emma and Amelia had been through made him want to resurrect that bloody witch just so he could have the pleasure of killing her again. Taking a deep breath to quell those thoughts he then turned to Emma and gave her a grateful smile.
“Emma. Do you have any idea what the magic was?” Blue asked her.
Emma shook her head. “No. All I know is that it wasn’t coming from me.”
Killian cocked his head. “What do you mean love?”
“Gothel used the cuffs on us, so I couldn’t use my magic and neither could Amelia. It also felt entirely different from my own magic, plus once Gothel was defeated it went away,” Emma explained.
Regina stepped forward then with an incredulous look on her face. “So, what you're saying is this magic just came out of nowhere, helped you do that,” she paused and pointed at the dust on the floor that indicated all that was left of the witch, “to Gothel and then just disappeared.”
“Yeah, that is exactly what I’m saying. Listen to be honest, right now I really don’t care where it came from. I’m just glad that this is over with.” Emma looked up at Killian. “Can we please go home now?”
“Of course, love.” Killian bent down to once again pick Amelia up then put an arm around Emma. “Let’s get out of here.”
The group (minus Blue, who had stayed behind to take care of the jars of magic) made their way through the tunnels and out of the catacombs. They emerged into a wooded area that Emma instantly recognized.
“The Apprentices Mansion?” she asked, turning to see that the entrance to Gothel’s hideout had been directly beneath the grand house.
“Yes. We were just as surprised. My guess is that Gothel was drawn here because this place still has some strong magic associated with it,” Regina stated.
Emma remembered all too well the kind of magic that resided in the mansion. Shaking her head to clear the unpleasant memories she turned to Regina. “Will you bring Henry back to the house for me?”
Regina nodded. “Yes. Of course.”
“Thank you,” Emma said gratefully, turning to her parents she gave them a knowing look, trying to convey everything she couldn’t voice out loud. When they both gave her a nod of understanding she reached for Killian, who was still holding a now sleeping Amelia, and the three of them disappeared in a plume of white smoke. As soon as they reappeared inside their house, Killian stepped away to lay the little girl down on the sofa.
Emma watched her husband for several minutes as he stood there silently before walking over to him and gently placed a hand on his arm.
“Killian?” she whispered. When he turned to look at her, Emma was taken aback to see tears running down his face. “What is it?” she asked concerned.
“I don’t know what I would have done if I had lost you,” Killian said, his voice trembling.
Emma reached up and tenderly cupped his face. “Oh, Killian. I know exactly what you were going through. When I was down there, I thought I was never going to see you again, never get to hold you in my arms and.. " she stopped. Her voice cracking as she started thinking about what had almost happened down in the catacombs.
Killian wrapped his arms around Emma and held her close. They stood there in each other’s embrace for what seemed like an eternity until the sound of the front door broke them apart. They looked up just as Henry came into view.
“Mom!” Henry called out as he rushed over to her and threw his arms around her. “Are you okay?” he asked worriedly.
Emma closed her eyes as she held him tight. “Oh, Henry. I’m alright,” she reassured him as she pulled back.
“And Amelia?” Henry asked, equally concerned about the little girl who he had come to care for deeply.
“She’s fine. See,” Emma said, moving aside to show him the sleeping girl on the sofa.
Henry’s shoulders slumped with relief. When his mom and grandparents showed back up at the convent alone, he'd feared the worst. Not even their reassurances that Killian, Emma, and Amelia were okay could calm him down. He needed to see for himself that they were fine, and immediately asked Regina to bring him back to the house. “I was so scared, Mom.”
Emma reached out and placed a comforting hand on his arm. “I know, Henry. I was too, but Gothel is gone and we’re all safe and together now.”
“Aye, my boy, your mother is right. Everything is going to be alright now that we are all back together,” Killian stated, joining in to try and calm his son’s nerves.
Before Henry could respond, a noise drew their attention to the sofa where Amelia was starting to wake up. The little girl blinked in confusion at first, unsure of where she was until her eyes landed on the three of them and a smile immediately spread across her face.
“Henry!” Amelia shouted happily as she leaped from the sofa and ran over to him, wrapping her arms around his waist.
“Hey! I’m happy to see you too!” Henry said, beaming down at her. He crouched down so he could be eye level with her. “You okay, squirt?” he asked with affection.
Amelia nodded her head. “Yep. Emma saved us. She’s a hero,” the little girl replied, looking up in awe at the woman who finally freed her from the fear that one day, somehow, Gothel would find her.
“That she is little love, that she is,” Killian agreed, giving his wife a proud smile.
Emma could feel herself begin to blush at all the praise being thrown her way. She looked to change the subject and found the perfect way out when her stomach started growling.
“Um… anyone else hungry?” she asked, realizing that they all probably hadn’t eaten since that morning.
A series of Yeses rang out, and the four of them made their way to the kitchen. Not wanting to wait too long, they all decided on grilled cheese and soup. As they all sat down to eat, Emma looked around the table and once again realized how close she had come to losing everything. Suddenly ,a gentle hand lay upon hers and she found Killian’s gaze on her. He gave her a knowing smile and brought her hand up to place a kiss on her knuckles.
After they were finished eating, everyone could feel the day start to catch up with them and they decided to call it a night. Henry went first, climbing the stairs tiredly after one last hug from his parents. Next, Emma took Amelia upstairs to get cleaned up while Killian locked the house up.
After she helped Amelia out of the bath and brought her to the spare room, Emma realized the little girl still didn’t have any clothes of her own, so she quickly ran to grab an old shirt for her to wear.
As soon as Emma got Amelia into bed the little girl was asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. She sat there for several minutes just watching her sleep until she felt a hand on her shoulder. Glancing up, she saw Killian standing behind her and she reached up to place her hand on top of his, holding on to it like a lifeline.
“She barely made it to bed, started falling asleep as I was brushing her hair,” she told him.
“Poor lass. She’s been through so much, yet stayed so strong during it all,” Killian responded as he grasped her and pulled her to her feet. “Come on love, let’s go to bed.”
Emma didn’t have the energy to drag herself into the shower, and decided that could wait until morning. As she was changing into her pajamas, Emma said something to Killian that had the potential to change their lives forever.
“We still need to go to the convent and get Amelia’s things. The poor girl has been wearing the same thing for two days straight.” When she didn’t get a response she turned to see Killian looking at her in surprise. “What is it?” she asked in confusion.
“You want Amelia to come stay with us,” Killian asked, hoping she was saying what he thought she was saying.
Emma looked at him in bewilderment. “Well. Yeah. We said that we wanted her to. Remember?’
Killian walked over to where she was standing by the dresser. “Aye, love. I do. I thought it was just going to be until Gothel was taken care of, though.” He stepped closer and placed his hand and hook on her arms. “Are you saying that you want her to live with us permanently?”
Emma stared into his eyes, searching until she found what she was looking for. “Yes,” she said smiling at him.
Killian returned her smile and surged forward to catch her lips in a passionate kiss. When they pulled back he couldn’t contain his excitement. “Oh, Swan! I can’t tell you how happy that makes me.”
Emma giggled at his excitement, barely able to contain her own. "I know we haven’t talked about it, but I’ve fallen in love with Amelia and I want her to be part of our family.”
Killian reached out and cupped her cheek in his hand. “Emma, I feel the exact same way. I’ve felt this connection to her since the first moment we met her and I think she was always meant to be with us,” he said with conviction.
Emma gazed lovingly into his eyes, tears pooling in her own. “We are going to have a daughter.”
Killian let out an amazed chuckle. "Yeah. We are.” He stopped when he noticed Emma starting to sway on her feet. Realizing she was exhausted, he gently steered her to the bed. “But first you need to get some sleep, love.”
When they climbed into bed, with their arms wrapped around one another, they both fell asleep thinking about how much their lives were about to change, and knew that they would be able to overcome anything as long they had each other.
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A/N: Hello there. I know it’s been a while but I found myself in a bit of a funk and the muse left me for a while. But I’m back, writing again and hopefully will have the last chapter really soon. P.S. If you have changed your @ name please them me so I can tag you again.
Summary: Killian and Emma had been wanting to start a family for a while now, but not had any luck. Soon they would learn that the best things happen when you least expect it. Except not everything is as it seems.
When the smoke cleared Emma found herself strapped to a table. She immediately started to struggle, trying desperately to free herself. “Emma,” a terrified voice made her suddenly stop in her attempts.
Turning her head Emma saw that Amelia was strapped to the table next to her. The little girl was looking at her with eyes filled with tears and acceptance, knowing as well as Emma did that their chances of getting out of here was slim to none. Looking at her all she could say was, “I’m so sorry.”
A noise tore their eyes away from each other and to where Gothel was standing over a large cauldron, throwing various ingredients into it. Behind her on a shelf were several jars, each with a different colored light floating inside of it. Emma immediately knew what it was, the magic from the other children that Gothel had taken. She must have sensed that she was being watched and lifted her head to look at them. “It’s time,” she says in a quiet, almost calm voice.
When she began to walk toward them Emma saw that her hand was glowing bright red and knew in that minute exactly how she and Amelia were going to die, having their magic and lifeforce ripped from their bodies.
Emma's heart hammered like a bass drum as she watched Gothel start towards Amelia first. "No!" Gothel stopped in her tracks and faced her. "Take my magic first. I'm the Savior, my powers are stronger. I won't fight you," Emma begged, knowing that while she had failed to keep the little girl safe, she could at least postpone Amelia's torment for a little while longer.
Gothel seemed to think about it for several seconds before changing direction toward Emma. When she was finally standing over her the witch looked down at Emma with triumph on her face. “I told you that you wouldn’t win. You should have just handed the brat over to me and none of this would have happened,”
Emma scoffs. “Please, you still would have tried to kill me.”
“True, but it would have quick. I intend to make you suffer and I really am going to enjoy myself while I do it,” Gothel said hatefully.
Emma closed her eyes as Gothel started to raise her glowing red hand toward her. She began thinking of her family and how she never got to say goodbye to her parents and Henry and of her wonderful, loving husband, her true love. “I’m so sorry Killian, I love you,” she whispered as she waited for the end to come.
A/N: Hello there! I am so very sorry that this has taken so long to get finished. I hope that there are still people interested in this story. This is the first part of the last chapter because it was getting too long so I split it in two. Once again thank you to @hollyethecurious for being my awesome beta and I hope you enjoy! It’s been forever so if you changed you @ please let my know.
Summary: Killian and Emma had been wanting to start a family for a while now, but not had any luck. Soon they would learn that the best things happen when you least expect it. Except not everything is as it seems.
Chapter 13 (Part 1): The End
As soon as Gothel disappeared Emma frantically started to pull at bars, hitting and kicking them with everything she had. When she realized her attempts were fruitless she slumped to the ground, resting her back against the metal.
“Shit!” she exclaimed, leaning her head back.
“Emma,” Amelia whispered quietly as she came to stand right next to her.
Emma looked up into the scared face of the little girl who she had come to care so very much for. “Oh, sweetheart. Come here,” she said, opening her arms out to her.
Amelia immediately collapsed into Emma as sobs wracked her small frame. Emma gently stroked her hair until she finally calmed. It was then that she noticed a similar cuff like her own on Amelia’s wrist. It seemed that Gothel thought of everything, Emma thought bitterly.
They stayed that way for what seemed like forever until Amelia pulled back and looked at Emma. “Are we going to die?” she tearfully asked.
Emma didn’t know what to say to that. She didn’t want to scare Amelia anymore then she already was, but she also didn’t want to lie to her either.
“Amelia,” she said, cupping her face. “I promise you that I will do everything I can to get us out of here. Okay?” she vehemently told her.
Amelia nodded her head and gave Emma a tearful smile. “Okay.” She grew quiet again and her face fell slightly. “Emma, I’m sorry.”
Emma looked at her in confusion. “Why are you sorry, baby?”
“Because this is all my fault. You wouldn’t be in danger if it wasn’t for me. It would have been better if everyone had never even met me,” Amelia said, her lip starting to tremble.
Emma shook her head. “No! Amelia none of this is your fault. You have been so brave and strong through all of this and I am so glad that I met you.”
Amelia’s eyes widened at that. “Really?”
Emma nodded with a smile. “Really. So no more of that kind of talk, we need to find a way out of here.”
“That won’t be possible,” a voice said from behind them.
Emma and Amelia sprang to their feet, watching as Silver, who was dressed in a black robe, hurried to the prison. “I don’t care that I have this cuff on me. If you touch her I won’t need magic to take you out,” Emma threatened
Silver quickly looked behind her. “Be quiet,” she whispered. “As I was saying, escaping won’t be possible. Not without help,” she responded, reaching into the pocket of her robe and pulling out a small vial filled with a dark liquid.
“What are you talking about?” Emma asked confused while pointing to the vial. “And what is that?”
“You’ll see. Now stand back,” she said as she threw the contents of the vial at the bars.
Emma watched in amazement as the bars began to shimmer and then disappear before her eyes, leaving behind a hole just big enough for them to go through. She looked at Silver with suspicion. “What are you doing?”
“Getting you two out of here. Now hurry, I’ve subdued Gothel but I don’t know how long the spell will last,” Silver said, gesturing for them to follow her.
Emma grabbed her by the arm to halt her. “First things first before we go anywhere with you. What did you do to my husband and son?” she demanded.
Silver looked down at the hand on her arm and then up into Emma’s face. “I assure you that I did not harm them, I merely did the same thing I did to you. Gothel has them trapped inside the convent, so if you want to free them we have to go now!”
Emma took Amelia by the hand and hurried down the tunnel behind the fairy. “Why are you helping us, when you helped her bring us here?”
“Because I can’t be a part of this anymore. When Blue banished her I thought that I was free, that I could forget the things I did for her and then I found out she was back and I knew it was only a matter of time before she dragged me back into her hell,” Silver said, her voice full of regret.
Emma stopped, realizing exactly what she meant by that. “You mean you were there the first time she tried this spell?” she asked, horrified.
Stopping as well, and letting out a heavy sigh, Silver turned and faced Emma. “Yes. I was responsible for keeping the children asleep while she went out to retrieve more ingredients for it, and I hated myself for doing it.”
Emma could tell that Silver was being truthful in her remorse for the part she played in bringing them here. So, she simply reached out and placed a hand upon hers, and said. “Thank you.”
The dark haired fairy merely nodded and the four of them continued down the tunnel. It seemed like they were going around in circles, every turn identical to the last, when finally Silver called out. “It’s just up ahead!”
“What is?” Emma asked bewildered, because all she saw was what looked like a dead end.
“The exit.” Just as she said that a door suddenly appeared in front of them.
Their pace began to pick up at the thought of freedom when suddenly they were stopped in their tracks by an invisible wall. “NO! NO!” Silver screamed, banging her hands against it.
“Now did you really think that pathetic spell was going to hold me Silver? I am ten times more powerful than that, I thought you would have figured that out by now,” Gothel said as she emerged from the shadows of the tunnel.
“No more, Gothel. This is sick and wrong! What you did to those children was an abomination.”
“What I did, you mean what we did. If I’m not mistaken you were right there cheering me on,” Gothel interrupted her with a sneer.
“I was naive. I thought that you were doing it for the greater good of the fairies, for our species.”
“Please! You knew what you were doing. You just chose to follow me, chose to help me take those children’s powers from them. You have no one to blame but yourself,” Gothel said.
“Maybe. And I may have to live with myself for it, but I won’t follow you. Not anymore.” Silver threw her hands out, and an invisible wave of magic barreled toward a surprised Gothel, knocking her off her feet and into the tunnel wall.
Behind them the invisible wall disintegrated making way for their escape. Emma tugged on Silver's robe sleeve. "Come on, now's our chance. Let's go."
As they turned to flee, Silver was suddenly lifted up off the ground. "My, my. I didn't think you had that in you. Too bad it was all for nothing,” Gothel said winded, but relatively unscathed from her meeting with the wall. “I am truly sorry about this Silver. I did consider you my friend.”
Silver met Emma’s horrified gaze, trying without words to say how sorry that she wasn’t able to save them. “Turn her away,” were the only words she managed to get out before she let out an agonizing scream.
Emma turned Amelia away from the terrible scene in front of her, and covered her ears as the screams continued, until finally silence was the only thing that could be heard in the tunnel other than their harsh breathing.
“It’s okay baby, it's okay,” she whispered to the little girl as she turned back around and saw black robes on the ground where Silver used to be.
"Such a pity. Good help is so hard to find nowadays," Gothel said nonchalantly. "Now back to the business at hand.” She stretched out her hands and from them magic in the shape of a robe flew towards Emma and Amelia, wrapping itself tightly around them.
Emma struggled against the magic that held her. “You won’t win.”
Gothel laughed. “Oh, my dear, I already have. Nobody is coming for you two.”
Emma shook her head. “You're wrong. If there is one thing my family excels at, it’s finding each other.”
“I admire the hope you have, but I’m afraid it’s all in vain. Your beloved husband and son are trapped, and nobody knows where you are. You are completely alone,” the witch taunted.
“You’ll see. They will come and we will defeat you,” Emma said with conviction.
Gothel jerked the magic robe until Emma’s face was inches from hers. “Enough! You have been a thorn in my side, and it will be a delight to dispose of you. And the only thing that your beloved family is going to find are your lifeless bodies,” she hissed before throwing her hands in the air and the three of them disappear in a plume of smoke.
Killian paced up and down the length of the foyer for what seemed like the millionth time. “Why isn’t it working?” he asked impatiently as he turned to Blue and the other fairies as they ran their wands along the panel of the door.
Blue sighed in frustration. “If you would stop asking me every five minutes, maybe we would be able to concentrate.”
“Oh, I’m sorry if I’m bothering you. It’s not like Emma and Amelia are being held by an insane witch,” Killian sarcastically said.
“I am fully aware of the situation, but we are not going to get anywhere if you keep interrupting us,” Blue said, becoming increasingly annoyed at not being able to remove the spell that kept them trapped.
“You’re supposed to be the blasted Blue fairy. Although, I shouldn’t be surprised you can’t fix this, you didn’t even know that one of your most trusted fairies was working with the enemy,” Killian said snidely.
Blue whirled on him, anger clear on her face. “I don’t believe I asked or wanted the input of a pirate. So why don’t you just stay out of our way and do what you're good at... nothing.”
Killian opened his mouth to bite out another insult when a voice called out. "Stop!"
Killian and Blue turned to see Henry standing off to the side with a stricken look on his face. "Just stop. Listen, we are all worried, but yelling insults at each other isn't going to help solve our problem."
They hung their heads in shame. Both appalled at the way they had behaved. "Aye, you're right. I'm sorry, my boy." He turned to Blue. "Forgive me, I spoke out of fear and it was uncalled for."
Blue could tell that he was being sincere, and regretted speaking so harshly to him. She admitted that she had held a grudge against him for his role in trapping herself and the other fairies all those years ago. But she could see now how unfair that was to him, and how much he had changed to be a better man. “I’m sorry, too. I haven’t treated you fairly, and that was wrong of me.”
Killian was slightly taken aback by Blue’s response. He had a feeling that she wasn’t talking about their shouting match just now. He gave her a nod of understanding and then cleared his throat. “Alright then, let’s get back to it.”
After several minutes one of the fairies let out a cry of excitement, “It’s working!”
Killian and Henry snapped their heads up and watched as a shimmery line of magic began to dissolve all around them. “Oh! Bloody good show, ladies. Well done!”
Racing over to the main door, he practically tore it off its hinges in a hurry to get out. He had just made it out onto the top of the stairs when he saw Regina, David, and Snow standing on the ground below him.
“What the hell is going on!?” Regina exclaimed with her hands on her hips.
“Mom, Grandma, Grampa!” Henry called out with joy. Running down the steps and into his mother's arms.
“Regina. Where’s Emma?!” Killian asked frantically when he reached the group.
Regina pulled away from Henry’s embrace and looked at Killian with regret. “I don’t know. When I noticed that she had been gone awhile I went to check on her and found the cell empty. Both her and Gothel were gone,” she explained
Killian felt like his legs were nearly about to give out. “No,”
“I immediately called Snow and David. When they met me here, we saw the force field around the building.”
“Killian, what happened?” Snow asked
“I’ll tell you what happened. Gothel had an accomplice amongst the fairies. Silver. She incapacitated Henry and I, and took Amelia,” he said distressed.
The trio stared at him in shock. “What!” Regina said, disbelief clear in her voice.
“She trapped us in the convent,” he said, swallowing roughly before continuing. “So she could help Gothel take Emma.”
They were all at a loss for words. David looked over at Henry who’s eyes had begun to well up with tears, then back at Kilian. He reached over and placed a hand on each of their shoulders. “We’ll get them back,” he said with determination.
“How? We have no idea where Gothel has been hiding or the first place to even look,” Killian said despondently.
“There has to be some sort of clue about where she is. What about Silver? Maybe she left something behind, we should check her room.” David suggested.
Killian let out an aggravated sigh. “Fine. It’s worth a shot. Let’s get to it.”
The five of them headed back inside to hopefully find anything that will help them locate Emma and Amelia.
X
After an hour of searching, which had resulted in nothing, tensions were beginning to rise. “This is a waste of time!” Killian said, running his hand through his hair in frustration.
Snow, ever the optimist, tried to remain positive. “We can’t give up.There has to be something we are missing.”
“We have searched everywhere and there’s nothing! And every second we waste is another second that Emma and Amelia are in the hands of that monster!” The last few hours of fear and uncertainty had finally started to bubble to the surface, causing Killian to lash out with his hook and swipe at the contents that were on the dresser he was standing next to.
When everything clattered to the floor an old jewelry box broke open and the five of them watched in shock as a plume of smoke rose from it.
“What the hell?” Regina said as a figure began to materialize.The figure of Silver.
The young fairy looked nervously around before speaking. “I must be quick. If you are seeing this then my part in Gothel’s plan has finally been made known. It also means that I am most likely dead. I know that there is nothing that I can do to atone for my transgressions, but I hope that when you do find this message that it’s not too late. I’ll be attempting to rescue Emma and Amelia from Gothel myself, but if I am not successful I have brewed a potion that will take you directly to the entrance of her hideout.” She stopped suddenly, her eyes darting nervously to the side. “I must go. Please hurry.” Then the connection winked out.
As soon as the image faded, there was silence for several seconds before Killian finally broke it. “She was trying to help us. Let’s not have it be in vain. We have to find that potion,” he said urgently as they set to work, hoping that they wouldn’t be too late.
A/N: Here is a sneak Peak from the LAST chapter! I’am sorry for how long it is taking me to finish the story. It has been an extremely busy month and I had terrible writers block but I’m about three quarters of the way done and I have a two week break from my job coming up on Wednesday so I’ll have plenty of time to finish.
Killian paced up and down the length of the foyer for what seemed like the millionth time. “Why isn’t it working?” he asked impatiently as he turned to Blue and the other fairies as they ran their wands along the panel of the door.
Blue sighed in frustration. “If you would stop asking me every five minutes, maybe we would be able to concentrate.”
“Oh I’m sorry if I’m bothering you. It’s not like Emma and Amelia are being held by an insane witch,” Killian sarcastically said.
“I am fully aware of the situation, but we are not going to get anywhere if you keep interrupting us,” Blue said, becoming increasingly annoyed at not being able to remove the spell that kept them trapped.
“You’re supposed to be the blasted Blue fairy. Although I shouldn’t be surprised you can’t fix this, you didn’t even know that one of your most trusted fairies was working with the enemy,” Killian said snidely.
Blue whirled on him anger clear on her face. “I don’t believe I asked or wanted the input of a pirate. So why don’t you just stay out of our way and do what your good at, nothing.”
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Summary: Killian and Emma had been wanting to start a family for a while now, but not had any luck. Soon they would learn that the best things happen when you least expect it. Except not everything is as it seems.
Chapter 12: The Betrayal
Killian had finally managed to calm Amelia down when he heard the sound of coughing. He swung his head toward the door to see his son start to sway and crumple sideways.
“Henry!” he called out. Rising from the bed he rushed forward and managed to catch Henry just before he hit the ground.
Killian lowered him to the floor and gently started shaking him. “Henry! Henry! Come on lad,” he said urgently.
“Don’t worry, Captain. He’s perfectly fine, merely sleeping,” a voice said from the doorway.
Killian looked up. His eyes widened in shock at who was standing before him. “What? Silver? But why?”
The dark haired fairy walked into the room and stared down at Killian with a menacing look on her face.“It’s nothing personal, but my mistress must have what she needs,” Silver said nonchalantly.
“Your mistress?” Confusion crossed Killian’s face for a brief second before realization dawned on him. “Gothel. You're the one who helped her escape from the dark realm,” he stated.
"Very good. Now, I’m sorry I have to do this, but I must take the child,” she said sounding anything but sorry.
“Like hell you will,” Killian rose to his feet, intending to do everything in his power to protect Amelia. He barely took a step forward when his whole body was suddenly frozen in place.
“Now, did you really think that was going to work. You're out of your depth, Captain. You’re no match for us,” she taunted as she made her way over to the bed.
“No!” Killian could only watch helplessly as Silver stood over Amelia (who strangely hadn’t stirred during the confrontation), placed her hand on the little girl’s arm, and vanished in a plum of red smoke.
Immediately after they disappeared Killian was released from the spell and could move again. “Bloody Fucking Hell!” he turned and flipped the coffee table that was beside him in rage.
As he stood there trying to calm himself he heard a groan coming from behind him. “Killian?"
Turning, he saw Henry start to stir. “Henry,” Killian sighed with relief, going over to his son and helping him to sit up. “Are you alright?”
“I think so,” Henry said looking up at Killian in confusion. “Dad, what happened?”
“One of the fairies is working with Gothel. She blew some sort of sleeping powder into your face and then incapacitated me,” Killian paused, unsure of how exactly to tell him this. “She took Amelia,” he said solemnly.
“What!” Henry said, alarmed when he made it to his feet. “We have to go find her!” He started to rush towards the door but Killian put a hand on his shoulder stopped him.
"We will but first we have to get ahold of your mother.” Killian pulled out his phone, intending on calling Emma, only to see that he had no reception.
Henry saw the frown forming on his father’s face. “What’s wrong?”
“My phone’s not getting a signal. That shouldn’t be possible,”
“Mine is saying the same thing,” Henry said showing him the phone screen.
A feeling of trepidation went through Killian. “Come on. Let’s go,” he hurried out the door and down the hall with Henry right behind him. When he made it to the main doors a blast of magic sent him flying backwards into the wall.
“Dad!” Henry yelled, running over to him. “What was that?” he asked.
Before Killian could answer, Blue came rushing into the foyer. “It was Silver. She put us all under a sleeping spell,”
“Aye, we know. She’s the one that helped Gothel escape the dark realm,” Killian said as he rose from the ground. “And she took Amelia”
“What! No!” Blue said distressed. “When we came to we found out the entire convent was encased in a force field we couldn’t undo.”
“What does that mean?” Henry asked concerned.
Killian ran his hand roughly through his hair. “It means we’re trapped in here.”
XXX
Emma walked down the corridor of the hospital wanting to get this over with so she could go home to her family. Turning the corner she spotted Regina standing by a set of elevators.
“Come on, let’s get this over with.” she grumbled when she reached the other woman.
Regina was slightly taken aback by her tone. “Is everything alright? It’s not Amelia, is it?”
Emma looked sharply up at Regina in confusion. “What? No!” She shook her head. “Amelia’s fine. I’m not looking forward to speaking to her.”
When they stepped into the elevator Regina pressed the button for the basement floor. “I’m sorry that I had to call you down here, it’s just that Gothel was adamant that you were the only person she would talk to,” she said apologetically.
“I just don’t want to give this witch anymore opportunity to spew her craziness,” Emma said angrily.
Before the other woman could respond the elevator came to a stop and the doors slid open. As they exited, Regina led Emma to a door at the very end of the hallway.
“She’s in here. Do you want me to come in with you?”
Emma shook her head. “No. I should do this on my own,” she said, turning the handle and stepping inside the room.
Gothel was sitting on the edge of the bed, her wrists shackled to a length of chain that was connected to the floor. At the sound of the door opening she looked up and smiled pleasantly at Emma.
“Ah! How wonderful to see you again”
Emma raised her eyebrow at her. “You're awful cherry for someone in chains,” she said, crossing her arms.
“Oh! These,” Gothel raised her hands in the air and shook the chains. “I won’t be in them for very long,” she said smugly.
“And how exactly do you think you will be getting out of them?” Emma scoffed.
“All in due time. First, let’s have a little chat, just us girls.”
“I have no interest in chatting with you! Just say what you have to say so I can leave,” Emma said, her voice rising.
“My! Such hostility. Temper, temper, Savior,” Gothel said mockingly.
Emma took a deep breath as she felt herself become angrier with each passing moment. She knew that was exactly what Gothel wanted, and refused to give her the satisfaction.
“You know what, this was a waste of time. Hope you enjoy your cell, because your going to be here for a long time,” she said turning to exit the room.
“Wait!” Gothel called out.
Emma stopped in the open doorway. She turned to face the witch with a look of contempt. “I’m done playing games. You lost, and your big plan went up in smoke. How does it feel knowing that you spent all those years trapped in that dark realm doing all that plotting for nothing?”
Suddenly, an eerie calmness washed over Gothel’s features. “Was it really?”
Emma scoffed at her. "You're insane.” She once again turned to leave, but a figure stepped in her path stopping her. “Silver? What are you doing here? Is everything alright?”
“Well it’s about time you showed up. I thought I was going to listen to her blather on all night,” Gothel said, seemingly unsurprised to see the fairy standing there.
Emma had no time to process the situation before Silver blew a powder in her face. She immediately started to sway, trying desperately to stay upright, but it was a losing battle. She fell forward onto her knees, hands braced on the floor in front of her before finally collapsing to the ground. Right before losing consciousness she saw Gothel standing over her with a smirk on her face.
“Nighty night Savior."
Then everything went dark.
XXX
Emma woke up disoriented. Groaning, she sat up and saw that she had been taken to some sort of underground chamber. Looking through the dim light in front of her, she realized she was in a prison like structure.
“What the hell!” she exclaimed, standing up and walking over to the bars that held her captive. Instinctively, she raised her hand and tried to open the bars with her magic… but nothing happened.
When Emma lifted her hands to try again she saw the black cuff that adorned her right wrist. “Damn it!” she yelled in frustration.
“Emma,” a voice called to her.
Emma whirled around, trying to peer through the darkness. A second later a familiar form came into the light.
“Amelia,” she gasped as the little girl ran forward and hugged her around the waist. When they pulled apart Emma sank down on her knees and placed her hands on Amelia’s arms. “What happened? What are you doing here?’
“She’s here for exactly the same reason you are.”
Emma sprang to her feet and pushed Amelia behind her just as Gothel came into view. The witch was dressed in robes and carrying a wand. Emma had a terrible suspicion about what was about to happen.
“Why? Why are you doing this?” she asked wearily.
“Because I need power to complete my plan, and the both of yours will do quite nicely. So just sit tight and I'll be back," Gothel turned to walk away only to pause and turn back. "Who has lost now,Emma" she taunted before disappearing in a cloud of black smoke.
A/N: Chapter 11 is here. It’s getting down to the last few chapters of this story and it’s both making me excited and sad at the same time. But, it’s not over yet so I hope you enjoy this chapter. Big thanks to @hollyethecurious for being my awesome beta. This Chapter has no title.
Summary: Killian and Emma had been wanting to start a family for a while now, but not had any luck. Soon they would learn that the best things happen when you least expect it. Except not everything is as it seems.
Emma caught Amelia just before she hit the ground. Frantically, she was tired to shake the unconscious little girl awake and was unaware that Killian and Henry had reached her.
Upon seeing Amelia lying motionless on the ground Killian turned to Henry. “Go get some help.” After Henry left, he fell to the ground beside Emma. “Swan! What happened?” he said in a panic.
Emma lifted her head to look at him. “I wasn’t strong enough,” she said with tears in her eyes.
“What do you mean, love?” Killian asked confused.
“Gothel was overpowering me, then I felt this huge surge of power go through me. It was Amelia. She was somehow sharing her magic with me,” she explained as her voice began to crack.
Killian looked shocked. “Is that even possible?”
“I don’t know!” Emma snapped, her eyes widening when she realized what she had done. “I’m sorry Killian.”
Killian was about to respond when they heard the sound of footsteps running towards them. Looking up they saw Henry followed by Blue and some on the other fairies approaching them.
“Emma, what on earth is going on?” Blue asked alarmed.
“Gothel attacked us,” Emma told her. She then proceeded to tell her everything that happened.
Blue looked dumbfounded. “My God, she actually shared her magic with you?”
“Yeah,” she stopped when she saw the worried look on Blue’s face. “What is it?” Emma asked.
The fairy didn’t answer her, she only said, “We need to get her inside.”
Killian immediately scooped Amelia into his arms and quickly made his way across the yard with Emma and Henry following closely behind him, until suddenly they stopped short. Before them stood Gothel, her arm held tightly by Regina. Glancing down, Emma saw a leather cuff on the witch's wrist.
“You think it’s over? This won’t stop me!” Gothel hissed as she struggled against Regina’s hold.
“Shut up!” Regina said waving her hand in the air and magically silencing the woman. She turned back to Emma. “Go, I got this.”
Emma nodded her head gratefully. “Thank you Regina. I’ll call you when I can.”
“Of course. I hope Amelia’s okay,” Regina said before her and Gothel disappeared in a cloud of purple smoke.
Emma swiftly made her way back over to Killian and Henry just as Blue opened the barrier to let them in. They all hurried inside, following Blue down the hallway and into one of the bedrooms. Turning to Henry she asked him to stay out in the hallway until they knew more about what was wrong with Amelia. He reluctantly agreed, and Emma moved into the room just as Killian was gently laying Amelia down on the bed.
Killian had just taken a step back to let Blue look over her when Emma all but collapsed into his arms, wrapping her arms around him in order to anchor herself to him as they both watched the fairy begin to wave her wand over the little girl’s prone form.
“Blue, what’s wrong with her?” Killian asked worriedly
Blue lowered her wand and walked over to them. “I don’t know. I’ve never heard of anyone doing what Amelia did, and with her being so young, when she transferred her powers, it drained her almost completely,” she explained.
“Is she going to...” Emma couldn’t finish, the thought too horrible to even say.
Blue shook her head. “No! No. I think she just needs time to rest,” she said reassuringly.
They both let out a huge sigh of relief knowing the little girl that they had come to care for so deeply was going to be okay.
“Thank God!” Emma exclaimed happily.
Blue smiled. “I’ll let you both be alone with her, if you need anything just let us know,” she said, crossing over to the door and exiting through it.
As soon as the door closed Killian wrapped his arms even tighter around Emma. “Oh my love, I thought I had lost you,” Killian said softly.
Emma clung tightly to him, trying to soak every inch of him in. “For a moment there, I thought you were going to lose me too.”
Killian pulled back from her, bringing his hand up to cup her cheek. “You are my world, Emma. I don’t know what I would do if I lost you.” he leaned forward, about to place a kiss to her lips when the sound of the door opening stopped him.
They both turned to see Henry coming through the door. “Hey, is it okay to come in now?” he asked rather impatiently.
“Of course, kid,” Emma answered, going over to Henry and enveloping him in a hug as soon as he shut the door.
“Are you okay, Mom?” Henry asked as they pulled apart.
Emma looked up at her son and upon seeing the worried look on his face, realized how much he truly was affected by what happened. “Oh Henry. I’m fine,” she reassured him.
“But you almost weren’t,” he whispered.
Emma looked to Killian then let out a heavy sigh. “I know. I’m so sorry, Henry. I really thought the days of worrying about fighting villains were over,” she said, pulling him in for another hug, while Killian stepped forward and wrapped his arms around his family.
A faint noise broke them apart. They all turned to see that Amelia had started to stir on the bed. Emma rushed immediately to her side. “ Amelia? Honey? Can you hear me?”
Amelia slowly began to open her eyes. “Emma,” she said in a small voice.
“Hey! Yeah, it’s me, I’m right here, and so is Killian and Henry,” Emma said, running her hand soothingly across her forehead.
Amelia turned her head towards them, smiling upon seeing everyone before her expression suddenly changed to worry. “Is everything okay? Did we get her?”
“Yes. Everything is fine. Gothel won’t be able to hurt you ever again,” s told her vehemently.
“You really mean it?” the little girl exclaimed happily.
Killian moved to sit next to Emma on the bed. ‘We mean it, sweetheart. You are safe now.”
Amelia sprang forward and threw her arms around their necks. “Thank you!”
Emma and Killian held her tight, so relieved that she was awake at last. They stayed like that until the sound of ringing pierced the air. Pulling back Emma reached for her phone and looked down at the screen. “It’s Regina,” she said
“Hello,” she answered. Emma frowned as she listened to Regina on the other end. “Okay, I’ll be right there,” she said, hanging up the phone and standing from the bed.
“Is everything alright, love?” Killian asked, concern in his voice.
“Yeah. Everything is fine. I just need to talk to you in the hall for a minute,” Emma told him before turning to Henry. “Stay with Amelia okay?” At his nod they left the room and stepped into the empty hallway.
Emma turned to face him. “Regina said that Gothel will only speak to me. She wants me to come to the hospital.”
Killian’s eyes went wide. “Emma, no! That witch almost killed you today. I don’t want you anywhere near her!” he said desperately.
“Killian, she won’t be able to hurt me. Regina put one of the magic cuffs on her, so she can’t use her powers at all,” she tried to reason.
“Why do you even need to speak with her?” he questioned.
“Because we need to find out how she escaped from the dark realm that Blue sent her to, and if someone helped her do it,” she explained.
“What makes you think Gothel will tell you the truth?” he asked.
“Because she lost Killian! She is literally in a prison cell,” she threw her hands in the air in exasperation. “I don’t know, maybe she’ll realize that she has nothing else to lose and give the person up.”
Killian didn’t look convinced. He ran his hand aggressively through his hair knowing that once Emma was determined to do something there really wasn’t any talking her out of it. “Fine,” he relented. “I’m not happy about this at all, but if it’s something you have to do then of course I’ll support you. Do you want me to come with you?”
Emma shook her head. “No.You stay here with the kids. I’ll be back as soon as I can.” she leaned forward and placed a soft kiss to his lips.
They pull back slightly, resting their foreheads against each other. “Be careful, Swan. Just because Gothel is locked up doesn’t mean she won’t be any less dangerous,” Killian cautioned her.
Emma cupped his face in her hands. “I promise. She won’t get the best of me this time.” With that she gave him one more kiss, then turned and walked down the hall.
Killian watched her retreating form until she disappeared around the corner. “I sure hope your right, Swan,” he said with a shake of his head before heading back inside Amelia’s room.
When he reentered the room he saw that Amelia had fallen back asleep while Henry was sitting in the chair next to the bed looking at something on his phone. At the sound of the door closing Henry looked up smiling. “Hey.” his smile turned into a frown when he saw that Killian was by himself. “Where’s mom?”
“She had to go talk to Regina about the best way to handle Gothel,” Killian said. While not wanting to lie to his step-son, he didn’t want Henry to worry about his mom any more than he already was.
Henry looked at his step-father skeptically until deciding to let it go for now. “I hope they lock her up and throw away the key.”
“I’m sure she’ll get the punishment she deserves,” Killian said as he settled into the chair next to Henry’s. Turning towards him Killian saw that Henry’s eyes were downcast and he was clenching is phone tightly in his hand.
“Henry, are you okay?”
Henry didn’t respond right away, until finally in a low voice said, “I was really scared today, Killian,” he admitted reluctantly.
Killian felt his heart clench at Henry’s confession. He remembered after they had been separated during the fight with Gothel, how desperate he had been trying to pull apart the vines without success. “I know, Henry. It’s okay to feel that way.”
Henry just shrugged his shoulders.
Killian hated to think that Henry was keeping all his feelings bottled inside of him. He reached over and placed his hand on the younger man’s shoulder. “You know, I was really scared, also.” he told him.
Henry’s disbelieving eyes met Killian’s. “Really?” he asked surprised.
“Yes, of course. Henry just because you’re scared in certain situations doesn’t mean you’re weak or people will think less of you,” Killian told him sincerely.
“It’s just that you and mom always seem so calm and cool during a crisis. I wanted to be the same. I wanted to be brave and I wasn’t,” Henry said in a discouraged voice.
“Henry, you don’t have to be brave for us. It’s our job as your mom and dad to be strong for you, to make you feel safe,” Killian stopped when he saw Henry looking at him wide-eyed.
“You called yourself my dad,” Henry whispered.
Killian inhaled sharply. He brought his hand up to scratch his ear nervously. “Um… I mean your mother’s and I-”
“Killian,” Henry interrupted him. “It’s okay. I’m really happy that you think of yourself as my dad,”
“Really?” Killian asked.
“Yeah. I know that you heard me yesterday when I called out ‘Dad’ to you on the Jolly, and I know afterward when I didn’t bring it up that maybe you thought I was upset about saying it, but I wasn’t,” Henry told him.
“You weren’t?” Killian said.
“No. I thought that I would be, you know. Except, I think I was more upset that I wasn’t,” Henry explained.
“How do you mean, lad?”
“I thought that I was betraying my real dad. That by calling you dad it meant I was forgetting him. Then I realized that while I do miss him, I didn’t really get to know him very well, and I really just miss the idea of him more.” He paused, taking a deep breath then continued, “You’ve been there for me through so much, been a real father to me, and I'm really happy to have you in my life,” Henry finished, nervously waiting for Killian’s reaction.
Killian stood from the chair, turning away to compose himself. He never imagined Henry felt that way about him, and to know that he did filled him with such joy.
“Killian?” Henry said as he rose from his own chair to stand behind him, suddenly nervous.
Killian turned to face Henry. “I’m truly honored that you think of me as your father,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. “I hope that I do the role justice.”
“You do.” Henry tells him. They smile at each other, then they move forward at the same time to embrace one another tightly.
The moment was broken when Amelia, who had surprisingly slept through their entire conversation, began to trash violently on the bed. Killian rushed to her side, trying desperately to wake her.
“Amelia! Sweetheart, it’s alright wake up. It’s just a nightmare.” The little girl just kept screaming. He looked up to Henry and said, “Go get someone.”
Henry rushed to the door, and barely had it open when something was suddenly blown into his face. Stumbling back, he felt is vision begin to fade. The last thing he remembered before he fell was the sound of Killian calling out his name.
I might have a sneak peak of the next chapter coming your way tonight!! I really hope people are still invested in this story and excited for the ending!!
