My first foray into the OUAT fanfiction area. These are a collection of conversations that I wish we could have seen within the show.

Chapter 1: Milah and Killian - In the Underworld

Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me, they belong to ABC and their creators. Thanks for letting me play.

Milah is not cast into the River of Lost Souls, but instead is poofed back to the loft with Emma and Killian by Rumple.

"She made me the man I am today", Rumple said, casting a sideways glance at Milah.

Feeling out of place, Milah responded, "Yes, well, I'm just going to be on my way and leave you all to it." She looked at Killian as she moved towards the door.

Emma stepped forward, "Please don't feel as if you need to leave."

"No, I really should. Thank you."

"No. Thank you! For helping us get to Killian. We couldn't have done it without you", Emma replied sincerely.

Milah smiled and nodded her head once in acknowledgement. As she turned to go, Killian said "Wait! Let me at least walk you out."

Milah laughed, "You can barely walk yourself."

"I'll manage", Killian replied softly as he hobbled towards Milah and the door. Emma moved to help him, but he brushed her off. "If I might have a moment, Swan?", he asked gently.

She nodded her head and stepped back. Killian hobbled the rest of the way to where Milah stood. She wrapped her arm around him as she opened the door and they walked through it to the landing. The door closed gently behind them.

Once the door latched, Killian stopped and turned to Milah. "I felt like we should have a moment alone, love", he said with as much of a smile as his injured face would allow."

Milah let out a long breath. "It has been a long time, Killian."

"Are you alright, Milah?"

She smiled at him. "Yes, Killian. I'm fine. Though I must say seeing you here with a gang of rescuers surprised me a bit. Especially with Rumple included."

"Yes, well, the Crocodile and I have a bit of a complex relationship at the moment."

"That is obvious." Milah sighed, "You know, I never meant you to spend your life trying to avenge my death."

"You heard about that, did you?", he smirked.

"Bits and pieces from those who suffered the wrath of Captain Hook and ended up here", she said with a smile and nodded towards his left hand.

"The crocodile ripped your heart out, love. You didn't deserve that. I wanted to make him pay for what he did to you, to us. I turned a dark corner and didn't see any other choice."

They stood in silence for a few moments, each lost in the memories of that day.

"So, the blond, huh?", Milah asked with a small smile on her lips, trying to lighten the mood.

"Yeah, the blond." Killian looked towards the closed door. "Who would have thought that?", he chuckled.

"She seems good for you. They all do. You've grown up, Killian."

" 300 years and getting killed will do that to a man", he scoffed. "But enough about my sad tale. Why are you still here Milah? What is your unfinished business?"

"My son. I was hoping to see him. But, I learned from Emma that he's apparently already moved on." Killian raised his good eye at that knowledge, wondering how Emma knew what happened to Neal. "So, I'm at a bit of a loss now. Perhaps this is my penance for leaving him behind and running off with you."

"Milah."

"No, its alright, Killian. I loved Baelfire. He was my child. But I was running away. Running away from a life I didn't want."

Killian was silent for moment. Sensing that he might be mistaking her admission as a reflection of her feelings for him, she added, "You gave me all the adventure I was craving. And I did love you. Our time together was the best of my life."

"And I you. " Killian smiled. "Took me centuries to get over you", he said with affection. "You know, I ran into Baelfire as a boy, in Neverland. I fished him out of the sea; taught him how to sail; almost convinced him to join my crew."

"What happened?"

"He found a picture of you in my cabin and figured out that I was the dirty pirate that stole his mother away. After that, he didn't want anything to do with me."

"Killian, I'm sorry."

"No, its fine. Fate has a funny way of working things out. In the end, we made our peace with each other." Killian swayed a bit. His ribs were aching and the weight on his good leg was starting to make that one ache as well.

Milah reached out her hand to steady him. "You should go back in there. Let Emma and the others get you healed. So they can get you out of here", she added with a smile.

"Yes, well, we will see about that", said Killian casting his eyes to the floor. "It was good to see you again, Milah."

"It was good to see you too, Killian." She gently kissed his cheek and pressed her hand to where her lips had been. Killian leaned his head into the palm of her hand. She turned to go down the stairs to the street, but turned after a few steps. "If there is anything more I can do to help you and the others, you'll let me know?"

Killian smiled softly, "Of course, love."

Milah nodded her head and then turned and left. Killian stayed where he was, looking to where Milah had been. After a few moments, the door from the loft opened and Emma stepped over to him. "Are you okay? ", she asked.

"Aye, Swan", he sighed, then gave her a smile. He let Emma help him back through the door and into the loft.