A/N: Hai! So, I made this one oneshot-drabble thing (Sorry, dunno what to call it) where it's kind of like the end of the season, or like a second to last episode thing. When Emma says Eat water, people who want swearing in their fic(sorry, I don't particularly like to swear in my writing) can insert the b word after it. It does make it sound more mean and awesome :)

Enjoy! :D

Prologue

Hook breathed, eyes locked on her lips, but then flickered up for a second to her face. She was breathing hard, her beautiful eyes exhaustedly eyeing his lips too.

A warm feeling glowed and lightninged through the pirate's body. The swan's breath danced on his face, and he knew, that he would take whatever she wanted to give him, and hold it deep in his heart, almost hissing over the memory like a dog snarling over a piece of meat.

"That was…." He muttered, not even finding the right words in his mind, he was so captivated by her.

They followed each other's faces, almost like a dance, before Emma finally breathed, "A one- time thing."

She hesitantly let go of him, hundreds of emotions glowing throughout those emerald green eyes. Fiery, mysterious, and unquestionable passion burned through them, searing Hook alive.

He stood there, locking her gaze as she walked backwards before turning and trekking away, getting out words that were meant to be orderly, but were instead tinged with pleading.

"Don't follow me; wait five minutes, go get some firewood or something."

"As you wish." The pirate replied, breathing hard and burning with the promise that echoed around in his mind. He would fight for her, till the very end, forever and for always. He didn't see Emma's soft smirk as she bent around a fern plant.

Hook raised two fingers to his mouth, feeling his lips to discover how twitterpated he was. A wordless blow of breath escaped him, and he knew that was about the hottest kiss Emma would ever give him.

He raised his eyebrows, breathing.

She was right; he couldn't handle it.

Hook sat up in bed, sheets falling from his body. His heart was broken.


Emma slept soundly in the bed at Granny's, not hearing the soft knock on the door. It came again, faster and more urgent, until someone finally kicked the door open.

Hook came into the room, full clad in his usual leather, but his expression was different. It was full of a well balanced confidence, that was obviously an act. Behind his emotion was urgency.

The hard look in his sea blue eyes softened a little when he saw Emma sleeping, and he gently shook her awake.

"Swan." His voice was quiet, and she blinked open her forest green eyes, immediately registering that someone was above her, and she lashed her fist in front of her.

Hook stumbled back, muttering, "Bloody hell."

The blond then realized it was Hook as she sat up, and then relaxed. A small spark of guilt was in her eyes as she saw the bruise on his cheek, and she apologized, "Oh, sorry."

But the pirate didn't pay any attention to his new affliction. He just took in the emerald green of Emma's eyes, blinking softly and capturing the picture of her, sitting up In bed in her pajama pants and shirt with her shining blond hair ruffled.

Her expression was confused as he was silent for a minute, but then said, "Love, I'm sorry."

She now looked scared, and flitted her gaze around the room before drawing it back to him. "What do you mean?"

The pirate leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek, staying there for a minute as he breathed onto her neck, and he felt her tense beside him, both of their cheeks brushing.

"The Wicked Witch," he started, "Will take me as prisoner to keep you and everyone you love safe." He smiled softly at her. "I guess you'll get another flying monkey."

It took Emma a minute to realize everything he was saying, and she cried out, "What? No!"

She tugged her hands up, only to realize Hook had chained her to the bed. When the blond looked up, there were tears in his eyes. "My turn now Swan."

He walked out swiftly, not bringing himself to turn and witness the rage and sadness inside his love.

"HOOK! HOOK NO!"


Ruby spiced up another hot cocoa, sliding it to Henry, who smiled thanks and slurped it with delight. She smiled and went back to frying the bacon, enjoying the sputtering of the grease and the delicious smell that rose up from it.

As she turned to slide a plate of the new batch to Leroy, she spotted Hook walking through the diner from the bed and breakfast part. He almost looked as if he had tears in his eyes.

The pirate didn't give anyone a second glance as he quickly walked out, closing the door hard as he left.

Just then, Ruby could swear she heard a wail. Glancing around, the brunette quickly checked if anyone had heard, but then remembered that she was a wolf and everyone didn't have her elite hearing.

"Hang on Henry, I'll be right back." She rushed out from behind the counter and upstairs, hurrying to Emma's room and bamming open the door.

The blond was standing on the floor, hands shackled to the bed. Uncharacteristic tears clung to her face, and rage was burning bright in her eyes. They turned on Ruby fiercely. "Get me out of here!" she screeched, and the brunette took the small knife she always had tucked in her boot and wielded it.

She dug the sharp prick into the lock, stretching it around until she heard it click. Her friend threw on her leather jacket, still wearing her pajama pants, and sprinted out of the room, tossing behind, "Hook's giving himself up!"


Zelena smiled menacingly at the pirate, almost giddy with the satisfaction of catching him. She had realized that even though she put the spell on his kiss, it may still work with True Love's. It was probably just best that she killed him.

The pirate was chained, both hand and hook behind his back. The brave look of love on his face made him seem fearless in the green witch's grasp, but she knew he was probably scared she wouldn't keep her promise.

"Well darling, I'll enjoy making you into a flying monkey." The witch smirked. "Of course, after your precious love comes."

Hook had a sense of betrayal, but he had expected this. He simply tilted his head and remarked with sad smugness.

"Sorry dear, but she won't come. I made sure of that."

The green witch pursed her lips, looking outside the clock tower. But when she looked back, a sense of wicked glee tingled in the evil green eyes. They look nothing like Emma's, Hook thought disgustingly.

"Oh, my precious captain. Do you really sell her that short? You're little Savior would cross the seven seas to get to you."

Hook almost bared his teeth at her, but deep down he partly hoped that was true. Handcuffs would not stop Emma Swan. The other part hoped she would stay as far away, and for once not be the savior.

"She'll stay away."

"Oh really?" the witch circled him, studying. Then she went close to his ear and hissed, "Your Precious Swan. She'll come, and then I'll kill her right in front of you."

It took Hook everything inside of him, every amount of strength he had to not lunge for the green piece of crap and tear her apart.

"Not if I'm not in front of you."

Zelena whipped around to see Emma there, ball of fire blazing in her hand as she tossed it right at the witch, making her screech like a crow and back up with surprise.

With a flick of her wrist, Hook was immediately out of his chains and onto the floor, getting up and snarling harshly, "What are you doing here?"

Emma stomped up to him, slapped him in the face, (which stung) and sneered softly, "You lied when you said everyone I loved would be safe."

Hook blinked his sea blue eyes, and was about to reply when a wicked voice interrupted.

"Well, look who decided to join our little party."

The two turned fiercely around, Hook unsheathing his sword and Emma letting out another ball of fire. Zelena smirked, and put her hand out, crumpling it into a ball.

However, the fire wouldn't go out.

The blond smugly grinned at the witch, and threw the flaming ball of fire at her. This was the start of a magic duel.

Emma made a shield as Zelena threw a ball of deep purple magic at her, making it scatter and almost hit Hook if he hadn't ducked, yelping, "Bloody hell!"

The blond gave him a sidelong glance, and then turned her eyes back on the green witch. The jealous sister had a huge red lightning shooting out and coming towards her, but Emma dodged, watching it hit a metal part and bounce all over the place like a bird in a cage.

Emma and Hook both knelt on the floor to avoid the rapid lightning flinging itself from place to place, until it shot out in a million volts after bouncing against Zelena's quick shield.

Then, since the other two none-green ones were scrambling up, the witch took a ball of green, glowing with menace, and hurled it at the pirate.

"NO!"

Emma's scream echoed, but he let out a yell and fell to the floor, clutching his chest. His love rushed over to him, putting one hand on his face and whipping her head towards the laughing witch who was stalking towards them.

"You know, I always heard from Rumplestilskin, that love is weakness. For years I almost thought it was power. But now look, you're crumpled on the floor, unable to think straight, and let alone harm me. He was right all along."

Zelena looked off into the distance, remembering past memories, and then returned her gaze back to the two. Emma now had tears streaming down her face as she took Hook's face in her hands.

"No." she whispered. "No." raising her voice, Emma glared up at the Wicked Witch of the West.

"Love is power."

She bent down and kissed him. Liquid fire ran through her, making a warm feeling glow through her heart. He smelled like sea and leather, heat radiating off his body still even though he was dead.

A whoosh went out, shining burst of light that was unlike the usual calm of Snow and Charming's, bright and shining.

Zelena was barking with cruel laughter, smile twisted and giddy. Emma let go, staring down at him with such pleading in her eyes that Cora herself would feel bad.

"Dear, have I told you about the curse on your pirate? He can't kiss you without taking away your powers!"

Another round of laughing escaped her, and she grinned upwards to discover Emma had stood up, fury searing the insides of her irises.

Then, three different things happened at once.

Hook breathed a gulp of air, Emma took her fireball and made it into water, and Snow, Charming, Regina, and Robin all came in.

"Eat water!"

A screech escaped the witch, and she stared down at her skin, horror clotting in her eyes like moths to a light as her skin began to sear. "What have you done?"

Emma stood there firmly, watching her claw her skin and screech, until she backed up to the glass clock barrier. Snow stretched out her hand, coming forwards, "No Emma!"

But the blond stretched out her hand and threw the green witch through the glass with magic, shattering it into billions of pieces as she hurtled over screaming.

"Emma!" Snow gasped, disapproval gleaming hard in her green eyes, and her daughter turned shakily back to her parents and pirate. "Now's not really the time for a lecture Your Majesty." Robin said for the girl, still in the stance of offense.

Hook stood up to meet the blond, crashing into each other's arms like they were each other's lifelines. The pirate jerked back his head after a moment and grabbed Emma's head, making her willingly kiss him.

The blond sank into him, kissing him fiercely, hungry for his love.

Regina rolled her eyes while David pressed his lips together in a tight smile, everyone watching them or glancing at their own lovers.

The two broke apart, sinking in each other's eyes until Emma looked away and checked over the side, seeing the mangled body of the witch on the pavement with the glass shining like stars.

She breathed a sigh of relief and went back into the arms of her love, pressing her forehead against his and smiling genuinely with excitement.

It was all over. And Emma knew that her and Hook would love each other.

Forever and for always.