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Chapter Fifty One

Mal's POV

A day passes. One whole day. It felt like a whole year to be honest. A day since my daughter returned to me and a day since her true love died. Killian's dead. Dead and gone. Emma hasn't spoken a word since I eventually had to place a short sleeping enchantment on her so we could prise her away from Killian's body about a couple of hours after his death. Ben and I took her to the hospital to make sure her babies were ok. They were fine thank god! We then took Emma home where we left her in her bedroom. Taking away all sharp objects from the room, just in case. When we left her for a moment she was still sobbing.

Ben and I have taken it upon ourselves to arrange a funeral for Killian. He will be buried with the royalty, I decided. Because that's where the hero who died should be laid to rest.

Another thing that has happened in a day is that Joe is now living with us. I took it upon myself to ensure he stayed with Ben and I or I was seriously considering getting him placed under psychiatric hold. He hasn't spoken since Killian died either. I watch him closely. He watched the love of his life die and then only sometime later he had to watch his best friend, the only true family he had die. I'm worried about him to say the least as I place mug of warm water next to him. He looks up at me through tear stained eyes gratefully before placing his hand over mine. "Medea." He murmurs before closing his eyes. "Medea needs to know that Killian died." He whispers before tears run down his cheeks again. I nod, patting his hand before heading for the door. I had forgotten Medea. I mentally scold myself for forgetting her. A tear escapes my eye because I know this is going to be hard.

I walk slowly down into her cell. She looks up at me in frustration when she sees me. An evil glare making its way on to her face.

"What do you want now? I told you all I knew and you were took cowardly to face your mother and faults!" She snips at me. "I'm not here because of that Medea. I need to tell you something…"

"What? You going to apologise to me or something? That would be a start you know. Bit late but a start if you are going to let me rot in here!" She snaps. I shake my head. "Emma is free of the darkness." I start. Her eyes widen. "Really! So you actually did something right you saved your daughter from darkness. Bit of a waste. She would have been a great dark witch you know and Killian was fantastic. It brought him back to his full potential. Killian I'm betting to you removed the darkness from?" She smirks at me her voice laced with sarcasm. "Medea. Killian… Killian died." I reveal slowly and just like that all her confidence, sarcasm, wise ass persona shatters and she looks up at me with a heartbroken look of sadness, despair and disbelief.

"What?" She whispers as I take a step toward her. "Killian sacrificed himself for his family Medea. I'm so, so sorry. He's gone." I say quietly, trying to stop my own tears from flowing. "But theirs got to be some mistake. He's not dead. He's not dead." She repeats. "Medea he died in Emma's arms yesterday. I'm sorry." I whisper. "He's not dead. He's not. He can't be. He's all I have... No Killian!" She cries before bursting into tears. I watch as she falls to the ground due to her grief. "Medea…" I start, unsure of what to say to the unstable girl in front of me. "Leave me. Go. Leave me!" She cries through her tears. I look at her one last time, sobbing in a heap on the floor. Before actually complying with her commands. Locking the door securely behind me.

Arriving back home. I find Joe in the same position I left him in earlier. I contemplate going to my daughter and in the end I decide to just that, unlocking her door with my magic. She's wrapped up in her duvet on her bed, her hand resting on her stomach. She's asleep. Tears stain her cheeks, which are red and puffy. I sit beside her, running my fingers through her blonde curls, she opens her eyes for a moment.

"Mom." She whispers, tears falling from her eyes again. I kiss her forehead gently, she's quite hot. Probably all the blankets. I think, my sudden worries disappearing. I kiss her forehead again. "It's okay baby. It's all going to be okay."

Emma doesn't leave her room and the days continue to pass by. She doesn't leave for anything. All food is brought to her and she never eats it all. It's getting to a point where she's only picking at it and is barely eating anything at all. Severely worrying Ben and I and Spence and Joe. Not just for Emma but also for her unborn children. She only communicates with Joe and Spence. Her and Joe finding an unexpected friendship due to their mutual love for Killian. He'll go to her sometimes when she awakes screaming for nightmares of Killian. It's the nightmares that break my heart the most. As when she awakes screaming she awakes crying out for Killian. And it takes her a while to realise that he's gone and that makes things worse! The other issue is that she's cutting again. Spence found out when he was holding her hands one night. She uses her magic, no knifes or anything sharp needed and when I tired to remove her magic again I learned the heartbreaking truth. I can't use the same spell twice on Emma. Her magic has grown to become immune to spells that try to take out her magic. So none of us can do anything about that! Except bandage her arms and keep a constant eye on her in case she goes too deep and remind her that Killian wouldn't have wanted this for her, or wanted her to put herself through this. That he begged her not to do it again before he died. It just makes things worse for her though. So much worse.

The four of us eat in silence. All keeping our ears open for Emma and it isn't long before her screams can be heard.

"I'll go." Joe stands quickly. "Perhaps I'd better…" Spence stands to. "No it's alright. I got this. You sat with her all of last night." Joe reminds him before heading upstairs to Emma's room. Spence groans and puts his face in his hands. "You ok?" Ben asks. Spence sighs before looking up at us both. "I don't know how she's going to get passed this." He admits. Ben and I are silent and let Spence continue. "I don't want to think about this and I don't even want to admit that I was thinking about this but how long do you think she's going to last before she…" He trails off. I bite my lip. Ben shakes his head. "Spence. Don't worry Emma wouldn't kill herself." He assures her. I close my eyes. "She has the babies. She wouldn't let anything happen to them." I add, not only to reassure Spence but also to reassure myself. "Killian was practically the other half of her heart. He was her true love. It's like she's not even here anymore…"

"SPENCE!" Comes the voice of Joe. We all race upstairs at the sound of Joe's voice. He's sitting beside Emma, stroking her hair.

"What's wrong?" I cry bending down beside my daughter. "I can't wake her up, she's unconscious. I think she has a fever." He explains briefly. "She's burning up." Spence murmurs. "We need to get her to the infirmary." Ben starts. "I have an idea." Joe states. "Not right now." Spence growls. "No. I think I can heal her. I have this potion book from my mother which has all kinds of remedies in it." Joe suggests. "No. No way." Ben snaps. I ignore Ben and instead look to Joe. "The potions. They work?" I growl. He nods. "Yes and it won't harm the baby. My mother gave a potion to Zelena when she got sick during her pregnancy with Elena. I remember her making it. Zelena was fine."

"Who in hell is Zelena?" Ben cuts him off. "Wicked Witch Of The West. She's actually quite nice despite her psychopathic persona." Joe smiles. I look over at Ben who is shaking his head. "No. No way." He growls. "I don't want to have to drag her to the hospital again and if it helps her in the way Joe said it would. I think it's worth a go." I smile before turning to Joe. "So. Show me this book of potions."

Joe leads me down to his room where he starts rifling through a box at the foot of a bed. "Killian looked after it for me. I asked him to. He was good at hiding things. He was a pirate after all." He smiles. I look around the room. My eyes falling on a crumpled picture on the untidy bed, which I realize must have been Killian's. It's a small portrait of Emma. Hand drawn. Amazingly hand drawn. Killian drew it. He must have done.

"Did Killian draw this?" I question. "Yes he did." He smiles at the drawing. "Amazing. Considering he was one handed and all. Luckily he kept his writing hand." I comment. Joe shakes his head. "Actually it wasn't. Apparently he lost his writing hand and actually spent years getting the hand he had left to write and draw. It's lucky that Killian was clever. Really, really intelligent." He trails off, closing his eyes a moment before nodding toward the drawing. "Keep it. Keep it and when the time is right. Give it to her. He'd. He'd have wanted that."

Back at home. Joe uses his potion book to procure the potion. I've seen my mother make things like this. For herself. No one else. Not me anyway! It doesn't take him long and soon we have a cauldron of clear liquid.

"Wow. Is there a potion in here that we can make that can feed her? She's barely eating anything and I'm worried about the babies." I question. Joe shrugs. "I'll have a look. But first let's get this one to her. He suggests. I nod, before heading upstairs. Pouring some of the potion for Emma, giving it to her as soon as I can. "She should be fine soon. However…" I cut him off by wrapping my arms around him, surprising both of us to be honest. "Thank you Joe. For all you have done for Emma." I whisper. "That's fine your highness. Killian would have killed me if I hadn't!" He sniffs at the mention of Killian. "Killian…" He trails off before starting to sob. We both do.

Emma's POV

Tears stream down my cheeks as I come back to consciousness. Killian's still gone. Killian's still dead. I start to sob again. He's gone and he's never coming back. He's dead. The love of my life is dead and there's nothing I can do to bring him back.

I slice into my thighs with my magic absentmindedly. It helps take the edge of ever so slightly. It helps just that little bit. That little bit is what I hold onto. It's all I have to hold on to now. They gave me something. My mom or Joe. I wasn't feeling great. Not great at all. I still feel a bit weak from whatever virus I had. Yet now I feel better enough to move. I can't stay here. I need to go. However, I can't go home either. That home was destroyed when Killian died. I just need to get out of here. I need to get out of here! I tell myself and I vanish in a cloud of magic…

I reappear on a random rock, in what looks to be a random part of the woods. It may not even be in Auradon. I don't care anymore. I'm alone now. That's all that matters. Yet being alone makes me sob harder. My mind flashing back to the moments of Killian's death. Holding him as he died in my arms. I weep for him. I also weep for my babies who will never know their father. I send magic to my wrists. Making large cuts, I don't care how deep I go anymore. It doesn't matter now. Nothing matters but my babies… I can't harm them. I can't go to deep I decide…

"Why are you doing that? Stop!" A voice from behind me startles me. A man with curly brown hair and brown eyes places his hand on my shoulder. Freezing me with a wave of his hand. I use my magic to counteract his. He gasps and falls to the floor at the strength of my magic. "Princess Of Auradon. Most powerful light sorceress. Emma right?" He groans. "How did you know." I mutter, my voice laced with sarcasm. I bite my lip instantly, realising that for a moment I reverted back to the darkness. I was plagued with. Killian was right. It's so easy to fall back into the darkness. I close my eyes.

"Sorry. I'm just not." I wave my hand, keeping my eyes closed. He places his hand on my shoulder again, moving to sit beside me. "I'm a genie and you could defeat me. No one except the prophesied can do that. You are one of them. My names Cyrus." He smiles warmly. My eyes snap open at that. Genie. He's a freakin genie!

"If you're a genie and you've come to me then you owe me three wishes. Isn't that right?" I question. "Um…" He starts. I shake my head. "Captain Hook's son. Killian. I lost him. I wish for him to return to the living." I say quickly tears streaming down my cheeks as I do. "Emma that's not how it works. For one. No genie has the power to resurrect the departed and also. I already have a mistress. Her name is Alice. She has used one wish. Two remaining. However it's complicated. I've owed her two wishes now for years because she is my true love. Yet I've had an argument with her and she went to Wonderland to blow off some steam!" He explains. I shake my head in confusion. "Is there anyway to resurrect the dead? There has to be a way. Please tell me Cyrus!" I beg. He takes my hands in his. "Not that I know of your highness. I take it you've lost someone close. That's why you've…" He looks down at my bleeding wrists and thighs. I nod. "My true love. Killian. He died." I whisper. "I know. I heard about that. Honestly Emma I would help you if I could but I honestly don't know. But I'll do what Alice would do. There's a caterpillar. He knows everything and I mean everything. Maybe he could help you in some way?" He suggests. I nod. "Take me to this caterpillar." I sniff. He smiles at me before wrapping his arm around me and we vanish in a cloud of golden magic…

We remateralize on a lane next to the most greenest grass I have ever seen in my life and standing as tall as trees are mushrooms. All red and white and the sky is the brightest of blues. It's like some kind of wonderland!

"Welcome to Wonderland Emma." Cyrus mutters in my ear as we walk down a path. I've read about wonderland many times. Heard the stories of Alice many times over. Never in a million years did I ever think I would ever actually make it here…

"Cyrus. I told you to let me cool off when I'm mad at you!" A woman with long golden blonde hair appears in front of us. "Is that a wish?" He questions. "No it is not a bloody wish Cyrus! Ugh this is why I'm mad at you in the first place!" She yells. "Alice. I'm a genie. You know I have to ask you those questions!" He cries. "I promised you that we would break your curse Cyrus. I use the wishes and your gone. I can't lose you. I love you. You annoy the bloody hell out of me but the fact that I love you and you're the only man for me is never going to change!" She moans, before turning to me. "The Princess of Auradon what is she doing here?" She questions. "I found her in the woods. She needs to see the caterpillar." He turns to me with a smile. "Nice to make your acquaintance Emma but she can't be here she needs to be in Auradon." She says gently. "Alice she was a mess. I caught her using magic to harm herself…"

"What! And you thought you should bring her here? Cyrus! No you should have taken her straight home. To Auradon. Told her family! You can be so dumb at times Cyrus!" She growls before storming away. "Where are you going?" He calls after her. "Auradon. Someone needs to tell the king and queen so they can help this poor girl. Stay right here Emma. It's ok. I'll be back for you soon." She smiles warmly at me before jogging away Cyrus hot on her heels. He turns back to me for a moment though. "Keep going down that lane. You can't miss it!" He mouths to me. What I suspect to be the location of the caterpillar…

Mal's POV

My mobile rings abruptly. I immediately place it to my ear, upon seeing it's the Fairy Godmother. Ben places his hand on my knee carefully. "Hello…"

"Mal! Mal! He's gone! He's gone. He's just vanished!" Comes the shrill voice of Jane. "Wait. What happened?" I gasp quietly. My blood running cold. "Caffrey. He's gone. Mom thinks he's been gone for days. He left this hologram in place. He's gone Mal!" She screeches. "Ok Jane. I'm on my way." I promise. Hanging up the phone. Ben looks at me worriedly, waiting for an explanation. "Caffrey's gone. He escaped. We don't know how. His magic was supposed to be blocked what could have happened…"

"MAL! MAL!" Joe yells from upstairs. I race toward the stairs, racing into Emma's room. Unprepared for what I see. My daughters empty bed. "She's gone!" Spence growls. "No, no, no, no!" I cry. My present world shattering. "Mal we need to find her. The potion the reason there was so much left over was because to cure her virus she needs to drink all of it over a period of time. Without it she'll get ill again. She'll get even sicker." Joe groans. That's when I lose it and fall to the floor. The last thing I remember before bursting into heartbreaking sobs is Ben wrapping his arms around me.

Emma's POV

Taking the path Cyrus instructed I follow it until I reach a dead end. A dead end where a ginormous mushroom towers over me. On top of it a large caterpillar. A fat, smoking caterpillar. He blows smoke at me. I waft it away.

"Can you not do that." I moan. "Do you want an answer for your question, stupid girl?" He questions tiredly. I bite my lip. I need to do this quickly before Alice returns with parents. I think she means well but she doesn't get it. No one gets it.

"Does that require smoke to be blown in my face?" I retort. "No it does not stupid girl. It requires you to smoke it!" He growls. I back away slightly. "I can't smoke it. I'm pregnant and I'm sure there's some kind of rule against smoking and drugs whilst pregnant!" I fold my arms. "I know you're pregnant, stupid girl! This is a drug and is smoke yes but I give you my word it won't harm your children." He murmurs. I look up at him nervously. If it answers my question is it worth it? I close my eyes before nodding. At least I'll know if resurrection is possible. I tell myself as the smoke is once more blown in my face. This time I breathe it in. Nothing happens for a few moments then it hits me. A feeling of serenity and peace. Like I'm suddenly on top of the world. No responsibilities. No cares in the world and suddenly a face. A face of the last person I ever expected to see. Ever. A face only seen in the Auradon Museum. Yet so recognisable.

"You have your answer." The caterpillar murmurs over the high state I am currently in. My answer? What answer have I got? I don't know if resurrection is possible or not. All I have is a state I never want to leave and the image of Gaston…

Authors Note: thank you all for reading and for your wonderful reviews. Please tell me what you thought of this chapter and if possible send me some ideas as I have no idea what's coming next. This literally came from an hour of my iPod being stuck on repeat! Thank you so much for reading. See you whenever the next update is!