1. back to you
The overwhelming wave of relief hit him almost as hard as the force with which the woman threw herself into his arms.
The woman who had marched into the underworld to save him. The woman who refused to give up on him. On their love.
There were no words, for either of them. Just pure emotion racing through their veins, telling them- no, screaming at them to hold on and never let go again.
The cold metal of the ring on Emma's neck was pressed tightly between their bodies, connecting them with the promise of their future together. A promise made on a beautiful day under less than ideal circumstances. It hadn't been a proposal, Killian had quickly assured her of that. Instead, it had been a request. ''Bring her home to me.'' is what he'd said. And so she had.
Their bodies swayed gently from side to side, as they found they were incapable of staying steady on their feet. Emma's fingers ran through the strands of his dark hair, pulling him impossibly closer into their embrace. Their eyes were shut tight while they both tried to process the immense feeling of happiness now that they found themselves in each others' arms. She had no idea how long they'd been standing there. It felt like an eternity, yet it was not nearly long enough.
The first time she heard him speak again was when he whispered softly into her golden locks. ''Emma.'' the crack in his voice was small but unmistakable. When she finally managed to pull back just far enough to look at him, foreheads still touching, she noticed the tears on his cheeks, and smiled through her own.
''Killian.'' she softly exclaimed in something between a sigh and a laugh. ''I love you.''
''I love you too.''
