Note: This is based off of ABC's Once Upon a Time. I hope you enjoy my first ever Fan Fiction about my favorite couple ever- Captain Swan.

Italics is in the mind. Just to be helpful. This is also written from Emma's view.

Chapter 1

I stare at my dad as he holds my baby brother and sings him a lullaby. I wince as he sings. I smile at him and Neal. I feel a hand on my shoulder. I turn around to see Killian.

"Killian…" I say, smiling happily.

"Aye, love."

I stand up and kiss him. I stare into his deep blue eyes.

"I missed you."

"Don't worry, love. I'm here."

"Are you…? Wait… How are you here? You died… I… I was the one who killed you…"

I begin to cry a bit but stop when he kisses me. I stare at him sadly, confused as to how he was back.

"Killian, how are you here?" I ask.

"Trust me. You know, love." He says, mocking me a bit.

I bite my lip to keep from screaming at him. I suddenly feel angry.

"Swan! Swan be careful! You're waking up!"

"I'm waking up? What? I don't understand. What do you mean?"

"You're dreaming. I'm not really here, love. I'm just a figment of your imagination."

I sit up in my bed. I scream out one name and one name only.

"Killian!"

I'm breathing heavily and I am sweating a bit. I look around and see I'm in my house. I start crying out of sadness and frustration. I miss him. I miss him more than ever now that he's gone.

"Ugh! Why?! Why did he have to be killed?!" I scream.

I pick up my phone and unlock it. I stare at the picture of Killian and I together I set as my home screen. I suddenly feel angry. Very angry. I throw my phone against the wall.

"W- what did I just do?"

I run over to my phone and pick it up. I feel relief as I see it's ok. I turn it on and check the time.

"Six A.M…. I guess it's early enough. I can't live here. Not alone…"

I quickly dial my mom's phone number. I stare at my phone as I hesitate to press "Call". I'm suddenly feel angry again. I press call and wait for her to pick up.

"Hello?"

"Mom?"

"Emma! Hey! Are you ok?"

"Mom… I need your help…. I…"

"Let me guess… You still miss him?"

"I dreamt about him. Then both in the dream and when I woke up I was angry. Very angry. I just got very angry for no reason what so ever."

"Honey, it's grief. You're still grieving him. Of course you'll feel angry. Do you need me to come over?"

"Could you?"

"Of course! I'll be right over!"

I hang up and wait for her. I get dressed and then get ready. I wait for the sound of the doorbell. I feel a sharp pain in my heart. I can feel the darkness returning.

"What's happening?! Why do I suddenly feel… Angry… and dark…?"

I stand up and walk to my bathroom. I look in the mirror. I see my hair is now a darker blonde color. I stare at my darker self in the mirror. I see my once light green eyes fade to gray. I watch myself as an evil grin spread across my face. I no longer feel happy and cheerful but angry and upset. I grabbed my phone and called my mom.

"Mom? Hey."

"Hey, honey. I'm on my way."

"No... Mom it's ok. I feel better. I'm happy again." I lie. "It's was just a mood swing. You know, grief. I feel better now. Much better."

"Oh, alright. Do you still want me to come over?"

"No that's ok. I'm going to head to the station."

"Ok. See you later, sweetheart."

I hang up the phone then grab my coat. I walk out my door and to my yellow bug. I get in and start my car. I set my phone down in the cup holder.

After a short drive, I arrived at the station. As I pulled into the station I saw my dad's truck. I let out a long, frustrated sigh.

"Great. Just what I want. Another Charming on my case." I say in a horrid tone.

What am I saying? I love my parents. I love everything around here. Why am I so angry? And why did my hair and eyes turn different colors? Gray eyes? Darker hair? A sharp pain in my heart that feels like darkness? Something's going on. But what? I have to find out.

I got out of my car and walked inside. I see my dad sitting at the desk. I avoid eye contact and act normal. I try not to look at him. I stare at the files I took out of the drawer.

"Emma. Are you alright? You seem… Different."

I look up for a minute then look back down so that he would not see the darkness in my eyes or my heart...

"Emma! Your hair!"

I grab a hand mirror and look at my hair. As I look it grows darker. I stare at my reflection in shock. My once pale skin was now dark. My once blonde hair was now black. My once light green eyes were now darker than the night.

"Dad…. Help me…." I say looking at him.

He looks into my eyes and stumbles backwards into the jail cells. He grabs me and throws me into a cell. I stare at him sadly. I have no words.

"Dad! What are you doing?!"

"You're not my Emma! My Emma is light. Not dark. You are not Emma. Who are you and where is my daughter?!"

End of Chapter 1