A/N: A bit of a time jump here. Emma got the brace off. Hook still enacted his plan. Canon divergence after this..:)

And I know
The scariest part is letting go
'Cause love is a ghost you can't control
I promise you the truth can't hurt us now
So let the words slip out of your mouth

And all of the steps that led me to you
And all of the hell I had to walk through
But I wouldn't trade a day for the chance to say
My love, I'm in love with you

"Let me die a hero swan."

She swallowed, tears streaming down her face. It was happening, she was going to be alone. Again. She squeezed both hands over the cool handle of Excalibur, in that moment it felt like the heaviest thing in the world. She blinked again, then gently kissed Hook. One last time. "I love you." She truly meant it. She loved him more than anyone. More than Neal, more than her family.

If any love could be true then it was theirs. So how was she going to try and live without that?

"It should be me."

"No Swan, I have hurt you enough. It's my turn to pay."

She buried her face in his neck, one last time she would feel this embrace, this warmth. Oh gods. Why couldn't it be her?

"It's okay." He whispered.

No, no, no. It would never be okay. Emma looked into his eyes, tears blurring her vision. Then she stepped forward, the blade stabbed through Hook.

He cried in pain. Emma clutched him tears streaming down her face, but he did not hold her, his arms desperately tried to embrace her one last time. But he could not.

His arms fell away from her. "I don't want you to die at my hand."

Now he was dying at hers. She never thought it would hurt so much. She felt like her insides were being torn out. I love you, I love you, I love you. She wanted to say it again and again. But the light was fading from his eyes, his body fell to the ground. She would never tell him again. He was gone. She clutched his hand. But the warmth was fading, he was dead. Gone.

All of the lights land on you

The rest of the world fades from view
And all of the love I see
Please please say you feel it too
And all of the noise I hear inside
Restless and loud, unspoken and wild
And all that you need to say
To make it all go away
Is that you feel the same way too

Two Weeks Later.

There was no point, no point in living. No point in eating, smiling, talking. Without him, she had no meaning. Ever since Hook had died, Emma had stayed inside, barely sleeping barely eating. The only time she ate was when Snow brought food and watched her eat every bite. The weather stayed warm and sunny after Hook had died, it seemed to be mocking her. Showing her that the world had not been affected by his death. The world had moved on.

"Emma?" The familiar voice of Snow at her door. Emma sighed and got up from her chair, opening the door then proceeding to sit back down.

"Emma, I brought you some lunch."

Emma forced a half smile. "Thanks mother."

Snow sighed and sat down placing a tin foil wrapped container on the table. "Emma, do you want to come outside? It's a lovely day. David is taking Henry to go fishing."

Fishing. They were clearly already moving on, nobody seemed really cut up about Hook's death. They were all eager to move on with their lives. They expected her to as well, how could she? It had barely been two weeks. Hook would wait centuries. "No thanks." She said bluntly.

Snow frowned slightly. "Do you want to come with me and see Neal?"

Emma shook her head.

"Emma you have to come out sometime."

She scowled. "No I don't."

Snow grabbed Emma's hand. "Try and remember the good things, you and him have saved so many people. You are in the book." Snow smiled. "He followed you to another time for gods sake, Emma he loved you more than anything. Don't ruin his memory like this."

Emma's eyes widened. Another time.

"And in his last moments, he was truly selfless. Try and focus on the good."

Emma's head was spinning. "Oh thank you." She stood up. "Thank you so much."

Snow looked confused. "What for?"

"You have given me an idea."

"What idea?"

Emma smiled. "I can bring Killian back."

Her mother looked slightly scared. "Emma. What are you talking about?

Emma didn't answer. She turned and ran out the door. Another time. Another time. Why hadn't she thought of it before? Her and Hook had travelled back in time. Who's to say she couldn't do it again?

She could stop Hook from ever becoming the dark one if she had to. She could stop him from getting cut by Excalibur. Emma's heart was racing.

A symbol of innocence, a symbol of love, courage and wisdom. Four objects. She could find them. She could create a time portal.

It had to work. It had worked for Zelena, why couldn't it work for her?

She didn't care the cost, she would bring Hook back.

"I would go to the end of the world for her."

And I know
The scariest part is letting go
'Cause love is a ghost you can't control
I promise you the truth can't hurt us now
So let the words slip out of your mouth

A/N: Hope you guys liked this chapter. It will become even more angsty in the future. I hope you guys have heard of the butterfly affect..;) Because time travel has consequences. But..anything for love..:D please R and R if you want more let me know...