Hello Everyone – this picks up right where season 4 left off. Emma has just become the new Dark One and now it's up to Regina and gang to figure out how to save her. This is most definitely a SwanQueen fic. Enjoy!
The dark one is no longer Rumple.
Thank goodness for that, but at what cost?
Our own Savior in all of her stupidity had instead taken it upon herself to be … well, the savior yet again and save me.
I am eternally grateful of the fact, but as I saw her explaining to her parents that I didn't deserve it, that I had been through too much already something stirred inside me.
No one in my life had been so self-sacrificing.
Not even my soul mate.
As I stood there with the swirling blackness all around me I almost found it fitting that it would end that way. This would be my ending.
Finally having the family I wanted, even if it was entirely different from anything I had ever imagined. I had Henry, and with him came Emma, and the Charmings. Then Zelena who was pregnant with my soul mates child, and then of course there was little Roland.
Not the most functional group, but I had learned to accept them, all except for Zelena, whom I hadn't decided on yet.
I was accepted in this small town, I could walk down the streets and not be glared at, or shied away from.
Especially tonight, while walking hand in hand with my love.
It was the happiest I had been since Daniel.
Dammit I had accepted it in those few seconds which seemed to stretch for agonizing minutes instead.
Accepted that it was my time to go. And just pray that I wasn't too destructive as the dark one. I was even plotting ways to kill myself as the dark one eventhough I had heard it wouldn't work. Rumple had mentioned that before.
I knew Henry would be taken care of. Emma would protect him with everything she had.
And who knows, maybe even Robin would be ok eventually. Maybe being a mother would change Zelena and they could even be happy together.
Maybe even maybe they could save me.
Emma's light magic had surprised us before, and I know she would have done anything in her power to try and get Henry's other mother back to him.
Why I knew she would fight so hard was something I didn't think about. I just knew she would. Till the bitter end.
Now though as I stand in the haze and aftermath of what just happened I'm only left with my brain running on overdrive. Not able to fathom or even comprehend where we go from this point. Not able to speak or move. Thinking of ways to get her back, thinking of why I was so ready to just give up and give in.
That's when it hits me.
I have to tell Henry.
What can I say? Will he blame me? Can we survive this?
Had I subconsciously already thought of this?
Is that why I was so willing to be taken, so resolved to be the next dark one?
It shouldn't have been her. It should have been me. I have no doubt she would have brought me back.
Now it's all up to me. I have to save Emma before it's too late and I have no clue where to start.