Taken too soon.

MeAndMyApplesasked for a oneshot of *6x01 spoilers!* Emma and Snowing's POV in the moment she gets stabbed and dies in the fight scene Emma keeps seeing. Contains main character death!

Emma

This was it. There was nothing I could do. The woman was right. I had to die. If I wanted to save everyone I loved, this was where I died. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see them all standing there, the people that I loved. The people that I would die to protect. Hook was covering Henry so he didn't have to see this. I didn't want to leave my son, but I knew that if I had to, Killian would take good care of him. I just wished there was more time to say goodbye. I wished I could tell them how much I loved them, all of them. But my time was up. The sword was driven into my stomach and the world became blurry. I could hear them calling out, but there was nothing I could do. The world went black as I fell to the ground. It was over.

Snow

We were too late. There was nothing we could do to save our baby girl. The sword was plunged into her middle and Emma fell. Within seconds the light had left her eyes and it was clear that she was gone. Her murderer vanished in a cloud of smoke. My head felt numb, but still I forced myself to stumble over to where my daughter's dead body lay. I fell to the ground beside her limp body. She wasn't moving. The blood was still pouring out of her. Despite the fact I knew Emma was already gone, I still had to try. I pressed my lips against her forehead, hoping for a miracle. But none came.

Charming

This wasn't fair. My baby girl couldn't be gone. She still had so much left to give. I should have been there. I should have been able to protect her. To save her. But I came too late. Now here she was, dead on the floor. She had died to make sure Storybrooke was safe, that we were all safe. Right now though, I didn't give a damn about anyone in this town. I cared about my daughter. I fell to my knees beside Emma and pulled her into my arms as I continued to cry over her lifeless body. I couldn't imagine a life without her. I didn't want to. I wanted to pretend this wasn't happening. That Emma was alive and well. But she wasn't. She was dead on the ground, and I hadn't protected her.