Hook was sat in his cabin drinking a bottle of his rum "Can't hurt to have one last drink before I go" he chuckled weakly. Killian then proceeded to place down the rum and walked out onto the deck towards the plank.
Meanwhile Emma had just reached the port and could barley make out a drunken figure swaying across the plank of the Jolly Rodger - but she knew it was Hook." He's actually gonna do it!" Emma thought. Bursting into tears, she crumpled to the ground. She couldn't give up though, she just couldn't so she got up and ran towards Hook's ship.
By this time hook was already at the edge of the plank- ready to jump. He threw his now empty bottle into the depths of the ocean and looked up to the sky. "Goodbye Emma" he whispered. "KILLIAN NO!"