Rating: T
Spoilers: 4x08-9
Summary: Killian has finished collecting magic for the hat and goes to Gold to face his fate. Can he be saved in time? 3 part One shot.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my love for the show.
AN: Just so you are all aware as to why I have not updated my other postings recently, I have BCTS (Bilateral Carpel Tunnel Syndrome) which means writing and typing are very painful. I will be hopefully getting an operation to fix them but it could take up to 5-6 to get to the point to write again, which I killing me as this season has given me so many one shot idea's.
This was it. The end. The final day of Captain Killian Jones. The last magical person sucked into the hat meant he had completed his task. Maleficent had been a difficult one, even in her phantom state the magic she contained was more than enough. Taking the elevator from the crypt back to the library, he knew what was coming. The Crocodile had taunted him with this information, whispering in every detail how his now bright, glowing red heart would be crushed before him. That the last thing he would see would be the Imp's eyes staring straight into his very soul.
Killian walked down the street as one condemned. The sun was rising over the unsuspecting town. He wouldn't even get to see his Swan again, see the way her whole face light up as she smiled, her voice like an angels chorus, the spark he felt from the most innocent of touches and her lips, her kiss, like coming home after a life time away, soft as silk and more precious than the finest gems. He would get no last kiss. Granted, since the Imp had taken his heart three days ago he had kissed her like it was his last at every opportunity, (parents be dammed). It ate away at him inside that he had lied to her, that he was doing the one thing she was so afraid of. I can't lose you too. And Henry, gods Henry. He would never want to replace Bae as his father but they had also become close, he was a natural sailor just like his dad had been. He looked so much like Milah, it was hard to believe how a boy so pure could be related to such an evil man.
Since that fateful evening he had thought of every single bloody way he could get around the command forced upon him.
' You are forbidden to inform anyone of our business together. You are forbidden to try to inform anyone that I have taken your heart, that your heart has been taken or that anything is out of the ordinary. You are to carry on as normal and keep Miss Swan off my trail without arising suspicion. Also you are to inform me if anyone suspects me of any illicit activities.'
The Crocodile had been very thorough, seems years of making deals had taught him how to cover all of his bases. Standing by the door of the Pawn shop, Killian took a deep breath and opened, the bell alerting of his arrival.
'Ah, Captain, I see your task is complete.' The evil glint in the man's eyes shook Killian to his core but he stood his ground. This man was not done with him yet. ' I trust that our dear witch didn't put up too much of a fight.'
'Well it would appear that she did indeed fall for my dashing charm, now just get on with it, I will be your puppet no longer' spitting out the last word.
Moving out from behind the counter, Mr Gold stood with both hands perched on his cane, clenching his fists around the pommel, he stood in front of him, smirking. 'So eager to die Captain. Why? When you have so much to live for.' Killian growled, the low blow hit him hard. He knew this would not be it. The man would want to crush him mentally before crushing him physically. With a small flick of the wrist the box under Killian's arm appeared on the counter behind along with a small black box.
'You know what this is don't you. You can feel it's pull, wanting to be complete.' Killian knew full well what was in the box. He kept his eye's on the Crocodile, who looked more and more like his Enchanted Forest counterpart with every passing moment. Mr Gold moved to Killian, circling his pray. He would not show fear to this man, this thing would not spark arise out of him.
'As you well know, the ribbons attached to the Ice Princess and your dear love have given the Queen access to their power.' Still circling, the man voice was far too happy to give Killian any comfort that he was done with his Swan. 'Thus her powers now present me with a problem I wish to solve. Or should I say I wish you to solve.'
'What do you want?' Dread filled Killian's every bone.
'I do so wish to kill you now and end your miserable life but I could not pass on this fortuitous opportunity.' Another flick of the wrist and the heart was in his hand, nails slightly digging in causing Killian to wince and hitch his breath in pain but he remained standing, refusing to give the man the satisfaction. Lifting the heart to his face he spoke in a very calm but malicious manner. 'You will spent this, the last day of your long meddling life, knowing that when the sunsets you will take your love, Miss Swan, down into town. Give her one last kiss under the clock tower.' Killian knew what was coming next. Knowing the time of his death made it worse, knowing he had only hours left. Mr Gold stood right in front of him and stared deep into his eye's. 'And sink your Hook into her heart.'
'No-'
'Ah, Ah, Ah Captain. No more words from you. For once in your life you will keep your thoughts to yourself. Oh I have looked forward to this, dearie. What could be better than your last thoughts and actions be the murder of the woman you love.' Killian's blood boiled. How could the man do this to him. Well he knew how, but even for this... this... well this creature, it was low.
'Off with you now Captain.' Turning his back and returning behind the counter. Even with the limp there looked to be a spring in his step. 'I have to prepare for this evenings festivities. Have a nice day. Oh and if you think you can take your own life to stop MY plans that will not work. I forbid it.' The heart disappeared in a cloud of maroon smoke along with the box it came in.
Killian turned to leave, fighting to hold back tears that were forming in his eye's, they would fall soon enough. The Crocodile wanted to break him and he had succeeded. Killian tried to form words to plead for her life, to trade anything not to do what had been commanded but only silence left his mouth. Defeat showing in his shoulders he left the shop and turned to the docks but only made it as far as the nearest ally before slumping against the wall holding his head in his hands. The man had won and there was nothing he could do about it.
Unbeknown to Killian someone had seen him leave the shop and watched him fall and how suspicion that looked.
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