Oneshot.
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This is how I pictured Emma revealing her secret to Killian at least.
She watches herself being stabbed over and over again. Each vision becoming more and more clear, vibrant with her fate.
She saw herself dying. She choked back a sob as she stood alone in her apartment as another vision took her making her hand shake violently. She looked down at her hand shaking. She was losing control. Tears streamed down her face. She wasn't one to lose control, she wasn't one to cry but she couldn't last much longer. She had to tell someone.
Killian knocked on her door. He knew something wasn't right. He could sense it. He just needed to make sure Emma was okay. " Love? What's the matter?" He asked rushing her into his arms as he calmed her rapid breathing. She was having some kind of panic attack he could tell because she was shaking again. "I'm here, it's going to be okay whatever it is. Just tell me." He encouraged. She melted into his warm embrace soaking in the scent of him.
" I…." She tried forming words but they wouldn't come out of her mouth so she just cried. She cried like she hadn't cried in years, since she lost Neal. Killian lead her over to the couch and she caught her breath brushing a strand of blonde hair out of her face. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were puffy and tired looking.
" Emma, I know you've been hiding something from me, please, maybe I can help." He begged her to tell him something, anything that would help ease some of the stress of of her. " I have to tell you, but I don't know how." She cried her voice hoarse. " How about you start from when I walked in the door and saw the you crying your heart out." he probed gently.
She took a deep shaky breath and told him everything, about her visions of her dying, the fate of all the saviors. How there was absolutely nothing she could do to stop her fate but change the direction. She cried some more and he held her close. He didn't even know she was keeping something this big from him. A part of him was angry that she didn't trust him to tell right away but another part of him understood why she didn't want to burden anyone with this until she could figure out what to do with it.
" It's going to be okay Emma; we'll figure this out together. I'm not going to lose you again. Not when I just got you back." He said smiling down at her. He was her anchor and she leaned into him for support. Her life felt like a ship on a stormy sea unable to get its bearings at the moment. " Please don't tell Henry, I can't bear to see him upset." Emma said. Killian nodded understanding completely.
" I won't breathe a word to him I promise." He said. " Will you take care of him for me, when…when my time is up?" She asks him. His breath hitched and he didn't even want to look at her then, " Emma don't you dare start talking about this being the end. I will always look out for the lad, I love him the same as I love you, but you are not going to die, so stop talking like that." He growled. She sighed snuggling into him more, feeling exhausted. " Let's get you to bed love, you need your rest." He guided her to her bedroom.
" Stay with me Killian, please." She held onto him as if her life depended on it and he took off his clothes and snuggled into her bed next to her. " I swear Emma, we will find a way to keep you alive, thank you for telling me, I know it was hard for you." He said kissing her forehead and she fell into a very deep and much needed sleep.
the end.
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