"I loved you."

It hurt him to see the hurt look in Emma's eyes but he had to do it.

"Now I'm either swimming home or sailing home with is it?" Killian asked.

"The ships yours," Emma said then disappeared in a swirl of purple smoke.

Killian sighed, he hadn't wanted to do that to Emma, his Swan, but he had to do it so he could figure out how to rid her of the darkness. He walked up the stairs to the main deck. He wondered where Emma was now, he steered the ship back to Storybrooke. Maybe the young lad had another trick up his sleeve for what to do.

"What happened Emma?" he asked aloud.

He arrived back at Storybrooke. He would get his Swan back, it was out of the question not to. Killian had no idea how but he would and moping won't help.

He whispered to himself, "I love you, Swan."