A/N: My speculation on Hook's POV, from the second sneak peek for "Swan Song".
Disclaimer: Not my world, not my characters, just borrowing for a bit
He did it. He'd convinced them all.
"That man died back in Camelot."
He heard, his magic carrying her words to him as if she was beside him. Magic. Something he never thought he'd wield.
Not for much longer.
It hadn't been easy. Emma knew when he was lying, he had to be creative in his choice of words. He'd prepared himself before coming in, he thought he was ready to face her, but he would never be ready to hurt her like that. His heart was breaking, to say such things to her, to watch her fall apart in front of him.
But it worked. She believed he was gone, that only the darkness remained. His plan worked.
Facing Rumplestiltskin had been easier. He knew the man before him was no longer the same man who killed Milah, but after centuries of wearing the same face, it was hard to separate them. And now that the royals remembered what he'd done to Merlin, he knew they were convinced as well.
It was almost over.
He'd spent centuries chasing after the dark curse that killed his love. Years mired in revenge, plotting, lying and double-crossing his way across the realms. Killing the Dark One wouldn't bring her back, he knew that. But the score needed settling.
Now, now it was all different. He was a part of this in a way he'd never anticipated. And he knew now how the curse could be ended, forever.
He won't have to watch the person he loved die again. He won't have to let the darkness take her away. This time, he can save her. She'll live, free from the Dark One.
The cost is his own life. It's a price he's willing to pay, for her. She'd saved him long ago, helped him become something he never dreamed he could be.
It was almost over. And now he knew she would do whatever it takes to end it. I have yet to see you fail.
"I love you, Emma Swan," he whispered in the night.