Hell Bent on Loving You: Operation Phoenix

She was running, Through the woods, over rocks, through brambles to him. Her body was trembling and her head throbbed but she was herself again, she was the saviour and right now Killian was in trouble. So that allowed her to march through the pain and keep on running to the man she loves. She could hear him, his screams, his taunts, his pleads. She couldn't take it. What was he thinking?.

She could feel her legs beginning to give out beneath her but she straightened her posture and ran toward the edge of the lake where Killian was. She stopped dead in her tracks, her eyes growing wide. She could see him, he was on his knees by the edge of the water. His body was limp and his hands were shaking but he was breathing, that's what mattered most.

He was yelling out into the night, his hands cupping his face. She couldn't make out what he was saying over the screeches of The Fury,which could be heard from across the forest.

"What the hell are you thinking?". She hollered, the cool night air travelling under her leather jacket. Killian whipoed around, pushing himself up off of the ground. "Emma...". He said, his body aching. He reached for herm but quickly pulled away, turning around. "Swan, you shouldn't be here it's not safe and The Fury will be here soon".

She shook her head stepping closer. "No, I not leaving you here to d-". The screeches of The Fury grew louder, echoing off of the trees.

"Emma. Please ". He pleaded, his eyes wandering frantically. "You need to leave, I don't want you getting hurt". She shook her head vigorously. "No", she cried her emerald eyes meeting his blue ones. The trees above them shook frantically, making Emma shriek. Killian pulled her close, watching as The Fury flew past them. "Dammit, Swan. It's here. You need to go". "I can't leave you" she cried, staining his leather vest. The Fury's screams filled the night air making Emma"s head pound. Killian pulled her close incase The Fury got any ideas. "Swan, go".

"Please" she pleaded. "There has to be another way". Killian eyes filled up with tears. "These are the rules, Love". She shook her head. "Then I'll break them", She said intertwining their fingers. "I'm coming with you". He chuckled and placed a kiss on her knuckles. " I'm afraid it's not that simple". "I can't lose you" she cried placing his hand against her wet cheek. Killian shook his head. "You won't, Love, and once you find me I'll be waiting for you". He said placing a kiss in her forehead. "No matter how long it takes".

"Killian...". She whispers. He holds out his hand. " Here, take it". Looking down at his hand, she sees his ring, glistening in the moonlight. She hesitates, but he means it., so she slips the ring from his thumb. There's a screech in the distanc, The Fury, homing in on it's target. They kiss, one last time before hell, literally, descends on Killian and begins to drag him away. "NO". Emma screams at The Fury. "YOU BASTARD, let him go". She ran toward it, her magic projecting off of her palms towards it. "Emma, Stop". Killian screamed as The Fury dragged him on to Charon's boat. She looked into his blue eyes, her emerald ones filled with tears. "I going to find you". She hollered, throwing one last fireball. "I promise". Killian nodded. "Aye", his voice being drowned out by The Fury. "I love you". His eyes never leaving hers. " I know". As The Fury dragged Killian away the moon reached it's zenith, Charon's boat leaving for The Underworld. "No" she said her knees hitting the pavement. "No". She sat there under the sky,clutching his ring against his chest. "I will find you."

Emma didn't think she could move, she was paralysed but she had to save him. She felt her addreneline start to pump wildly and she was filled with the urge to get up and go save the man she loves but grief wouldn't let her move.

She knew that half of Storybrooke would be searching for her and for Killian.

Emma forced herself to stand up and march on, a great gift that all humans should possess: even when streams are flowing down their faces, they stagger on, coughing,searching and finding. She had one goal right now and that was to save her pirate.

Ever since she truly let him into her heart, she has always been afraid of this happening, of him being torn away from her by the latest crisis. She had believed a long time ago that it's not the best idea to let somone have power over her heart, told herself that no man was worth the aggravation and heartache, that they would all leave just like Neal. That was before. Now, she knew that Killian Jones was different. She has come to realise that loving him doesn't make her weak or vulnerable but stronger. That getting to be together with him was worth any hell (in this case literally) they had to go through to get there. He sees past her walls and loves all sides of her, even the lost little girl who she still thinks she is on the inside and she knows she loves him in return in exactly the same way. He had not only brought her home but had become an immense part of that home, of tge life she loves, the life the both love. Together.

Emma found her way back on to the forest path only to find her mother and father, worry etched on their faces there last shout of Emma and Killian's names still hanging on their lips.

Mary Margaret turned, facing Emma. "Thank god...Oh Emma" relief spreading across her face for a split second before she noticed her daughter's heavily tear stained face. "What happened" she asked soothingly before taking Emma in her arms while David put is arms around his wife and daughter. " The Fury took him". Emma whispered quietly, trying to keep her composure. Emma gently pulled out of her mother's embrace.

"I'm going to find him though, if I've learned anything from you guys and everyone else in this town, I know I can't give up on him".

Mary Margaret and David looked on proudly. "Of course not, Emma. We'll be right there with you" Mary Margaret whispered as she pulled Emma back into a hug. David nodded as Emma looked over her mother's shoulder to him. "Our family always finds each other, come hell or high water". Emma gaped at her father in shock. David had never been too big a fan of her pirate boyfriend let alone called him a member of their family. He chuckled quietly at her expression. "As much as I disliked and distrusted him before. I know that he does love you and if being your true love and the one that you chose doesn't make him a member of our family, I don't know what does". Mary Margaret nodded encouragingly to her husband as if they had planned (and knowing them they probably did) having this conversation with Emma , just under slightly more peaceful circumstances like over a beer and a grilled cheese at Granny's. "But". David adds. "Family or not, if he hurts you I'll kill him myself". Mary Margaret and Emma chuckled humourlessly. Emma sighed. Her parents had to be the most optimistic people in the world, which is somehing she is now glad of.

A/N there will be at least three parts to this. the next one will be up soon. I promise. this chapter has been co written by the super talented Amaya. The next chapter should be up by next Friday all going well. See you then-Pearlydewdrop