A/N I'm not sure if this is going to be a single chapter story or not. I can continue it if you guys want me to ... let me know :)


Neal laid his father down on his couch "Why isn't he healing" he asked. He may have hated the man but it was too much to watch him die.

Emma looked at him "he doesn't have magic here, we have to get him to a hospital" she said watching Neal carefully.

"No" Gold cried out "It's poisoned, these doctors can do nothing for me I need magic to heal. We need to get back to Storybrooke" he pulled open his shirt showing them the oozing infection that now filled his wound.

Emma looked at his wound fear flashing over her face momentarily but she quickly composed herself. His wound was deep and close to his heart, it was already working its way into his system. "This poison is fast and deadly" she thought.

"Hook must have sailed here" Neal stated "There is no faster vessel in any land, that is our quickest way home. I can sail us there" he reasoned.

Emma nodded though she was still confused about the situation "then take your father and Henry with you, I will stay here and deal with Hook" she said leaving no room for question.

"But Emma" Neal began.

"I said go… if you want to save him you need to hurry. I will be right behind you but I can't leave him here, who knows what he will do when he wakes up" Emma almost yelled.

Neal helped his father up, basically carrying him to the door, Henry followed after him not sparing a glance for his mother with whom he was still angry.

She watched them flee the apartment "I love you Henry" she called out after them not receiving a response. She had to have faith that they would make it. She had to put her trust in Neal, he had to save his father and he had to keep Henry safe. For a moment she wished that she could stay ignorant to her situation and she had all but convinced herself not to look, she really didn't need to know. She was hit by a wave of unfamiliar nausea and it had confirmed her suspicions. She glanced down at the large gash on her hand and she saw the same oozing infection coming from it that Gold had. Sometime during the fight she had been grazed by the poisoned hook. Standing there stunned, her heart began to beat more rapidly, momentarily she thought it was her fear but as each beat caused pain to rip through her body she realized the poison was taking hold.

Slowly she made her way out of the crappy apartment growing increasingly dizzy and hot with every step she took. Her hand felt like it was on fire and the burning was slowly creeping up her arm. With intense effort she managed to get down to the basement where she had locked up Hook stumbling every few seconds. She fell to the floor in front of the barred doors her heart beating painful fast. She had to stop moving or she risked spreading the poison faster. Another wave of nausea hit her and she fought to keep her food down. She knew she was getting worse by the minute. Hook was her only hope that is if he woke up soon, he had an antidote and he wanted to save her with it. She leaned up against the concrete wall fighting to stay conscious. "Some where deep down he has a good heart" She thought hoping it would be enough for him to save her. Emma's vision blurred and she lost the battle to stay conscious.

Emma realized that was on the verge of death when her periods of lucidity grew smaller and smaller even though her pain only grew. Her head was pounding in sync with her heart. Her senses were dulled, her sight was fuzzy her throat and mouth were dry but her sense of feeling was completely intact, heightened, causing her great pain. For a moment she had given up hope of surviving this. She looked over to Hook's crumpled form wishing for a moment she hadn't hit him so hard.

Hook groaned as he came to his head pounding from the hit it had taken. He took in his surroundings knowing for a fact that Emma had locked him in here, it was just her style. He was in a metal cage surround by boxes and crates and things that meant nothing to him.

"Hook" a faint voice called out he went towards the sound walking to the door.

He saw Emma almost passed out on the floor just a foot from him. "I'm surprised you stayed this time and left me with my Hook" he said waiting for Emma to wake up he wondered how long he had been out. "Hurry up and let me out of here".

"I would if I could, I don't have the key" She informed him sounding drowsy.

"Well go get it" he ordered.

"I can't" she told him as she struggled to look up at him.

Hook looked at Emma trying to decipher the situation. When he looked her over he saw that she was sweat soaked, barely conscious and unmoving. Hook knelt getting as close to her as he could. "Swan, what's wrong with you" he asked.

"I'm dying, what else" she said moving her hand so he could see her wound gasping at the pain the small motion caused her.

Hook saw the wound and knew exactly what it was, his poison. He paled at the sight of it "how long" he asked.

Emma tried to shrug but was ineffective "Don't know, few hours ten maybe" she said her eyes fluttering as she tried to stay conscious.

"If you want to live you have to get me out of here" he said "And quickly" he added.

"Like I said, I can't" she said breathing heavily .

"Swan, I can't do anything from in here, whatever you do stay awake… do not fall asleep" he said in a commanding voice.

Emma's eyes had shut and her body convulsed briefly but she fought through it gasping for air when it was over, groaning at the pain the movement caused.

Hook cursed as he tried to break down the door with no success "stay with me Swan, just keep talking" he pleaded with her.

The anger in his voice had scared Emma slightly but she didn't think she could fight it any longer "They stole your ship, I'm sorry" she said.

Hook was trying to pick the lock on his cell but he wasn't having much luck "Who did love" he said sounding calmer then he should have.

"Neal, he is taking his father and Henry to Storybrooke" she said her voice getting softer.

"Is that so" Hook responded trying to stay calm for her sake,"lass, do you know how to pick a lock" he asked.

Emma nodded her head yes.

"Do you think you can do it, I need you to pick this. I can't see it."

"I can't, I'm dying remember" she said sounding like she had made peace with her fate. "I can't… but I can try something else… step back, really far back" she said pulling a gun out "I can't speak for my aim at the moment and I would hate to hit you". Hook went as far away from the lock as he could as she took aim taking out the lock in two shots, falling over from the effort.

Hook ripped the door open rushing to her "Emma" called shaking her awake, her eyes glazed over and she was struggling to breathe. "Oh god I am so sorry Emma" He was too late, and it killed him to know that. He had never meant for her to die like this, painfully in this dark basement.

"Killian?" Emma whispered.

Hook held her in his arms cradling her body close to him "I'm right here" he answered.

"I had to stay… I had to… tell you" she muttered taking in her last breaths.

"Tell me what darling" he asked knowing these would be her last words, he had to hear them leaning until her could feel her hot breath on his ear.

"I...love you" she said breathy, a tear running down her face as she released her last breath.

Killian clutched her body to him fighting off his tears the best he could. Her last words were that she loved him, he sat stunned at this revelation. He wasn't sure but maybe it would be enough, maybe he could still save her. He pressed his lips to hers begging with every god he had ever heard of to save this girl, to bring her back to him.

Emma's heart thumped loudly as she gasped for air, her eyes flying open landing squarely on a stunned Hook. Their eyes met and he let his tears out. Hook held her tightly as he kissed her again.

Emma froze shocked at the closeness she tried to push him away, "What the hell Hook" she shouted.

Hook looked at her for a moment confused, she told him that she loved him, nothing short of true love's kiss had just saved her and now she was pushing him away. He was about to tell her as much when he realized she had been on the verge of death when she had said it she had no idea what had happened. Being a gentleman he decided to spare her and let her come to it in her own time. He smirked at her "I thought I deserved it for saving your life" He said sounding like his usual cocky self. He took her hand in his, examining it fighting the smile that threatened to form on his face, the poison was gone.

"I suppose that means I don't have to thank you then" she glared at him "but I will any way, thank you" she said her voice hoarse.

Hook accepted her thank you with a nod, helping Emma to her feet he reluctantly let go of her ready to catch her if she fell but she didn't.

"Now let's go home" she told him with a smile.

A/N I am looking for someone who is interested in taking a look at some of my ideas for stories I have around 10 for this pairing all about 1000 words long and I keep writing more every day. I don't know if they are worth anything so I was hoping to find someone who would be interested... I would be willing to do the same in exchange :)