I do not own Once Upon a Time.

Ok, so I realized that last week's chapter came a day early. I am between jobs right now so I have NO idea what the date is, the day of the week or even what month it is.

Someone please get to Tara ASAP!

"Let me get this straight. Your sister's ex-boyfriend is behind your brother's murder, the apparent munity of your company and the disappearance of your sister? You hear how crazy this sounds?" Emma sat in the passenger seat trying to wrap her mind about the absurdity of the whole situation.

"What's the saying? Truth is stranger than fiction." Kilian's eyes hadn't left the road and his knuckles were white on the steering wheel.

"Killian, watch your speed." She had seen 120 mph.

"If I don't keep my speed, I'll lose Tara. I have lost too many loved ones. I can't do it again…" He choked back a half sob.

"You're no use to Tara dead." Emma said and he looked at her. Gratefully he slightly took his foot off the pedal. "Do you even know where you are going?"

"The beach house where they were supposed to spend prom night." And he picked up speed again. What could one say? He was a man on a mission.

"This car cannot be legal." Emma commented under her breath.

"Oh it's not. This is Liam's racing car from his wild days. Nothing else goes as fast. This is how the family works, together…"

Then they saw a pair of headlights heading towards them. Killian knew exactly what to do. He crashed the car into the oncoming one. Both cars ran off the road.

"Are you alright?" He asked Emma.

"What the hell were you thinking?" She pushed the airbag away from her face. No blood or broken bones.

"I'll take that as a yes." Killian pulled his seat belt off and made his way to the other car.

Dominick was getting away. Well, trying. His broken leg wasn't doing him any favors.

There were so many things Killian wanted to say but decided it was a waste of time and breath.

Another car appeared on the scene.

"You alright?" Neal's voice cut the night air.

"Yes we are fine." Emma told him.

Neal wanted confirmation from Killian. Instead he got a dark look. "Neal, go get Tara." Killian's voice was even. He did want an audience for what he was going to do.

Neal nodded and sped off, already seeing flames a mile away.

Killian turned his attention back to Dominick. This worthless piece of shit had ruined his life, now he was going to pay. Killian's foot slammed down on Dominick's already broken leg.

Dominick's scream echoed through the night air.

Killian got down on his knee and even before he began to pummel Dom's face there was a bruise forming. Tara was still alive.

He was relentless. Why wouldn't he be? Killian ignored the pain in his own hand.

"Killian, stop it!" Emma yelled at him. "You'll kill him!" She wasn't sure what to do so she pulled out her gun and pointed it at the men on the ground.

"That's the point. Swan, hand me you gun or shall I use my bare hands? I don't really have a preference." There was no emotion in his voice.

"Don't stoop to his level. Tara would never forgive you. Neither would Liam." Emma tried to reason with him.

The mention of Liam made Killian's fist stop midair. Liam had been all about good form. He was everything that Killian aspired to be.

Dominick was bleeding and a sorry excuse for a human being.

Emma managed to flag down a police car. Fire trucks, ambulances and other police cars were speeding down the road to the beach house.

"Any injuries?" The officer asked.

"Just one, that one down there." Emma answered, pointing to Dominick.

"He started the fire, my sister is there because he kidnapped her. I need to get to her!" Killian was now frantic, his anger replaced with worry.

"Jones? Killian Jones?" The officer recognized him.

"Dave, you got to get me over there."

"No problem. Miss…" He looked over at Emma.

"Detective Swan. I'll stay here until backup comes."

Killian jumped into the squad car and Dave sped off.

Emma bent down to hand cuff Dominick. "You messed with the wrong family."

Tara was barely holding on when the door was knocked in and someone picked her up. Before she knew it, she was on a stretcher and a mask was over her nose and mouth.

There were so many sounds around her but there was one that made her heart calm.

"Let me through, that's my wife!" Neal was frantic, understandably so. The police let him beyond the barricades and instantly at Tara's side.

"You're alive, thank God, you're alive." He just wanted to touch her, to make sure she was real. Then she began to mutter words. Neal couldn't understand and gently pulled the mask down.

"He was behind the bus accident." Her voice was barely above a whisper. Then Tara finally cried and Neal gathered her in his arms.

Killian and Dave finally made it to the remains of the beach house. He quickly found Tara with Neal. She was alive and in one piece.

He was at her side, she saw him and flung herself into his arms. "He was going after you next."

So Killian had been Dominick's next target? "I took care of him, he's going away for a long time. He can't hurt us ever again."

Tara looked at him with tear stained eyes. They were safe? Killian kissed her forehead. Yes, they were safe.

She leaned back down on the stretcher.

Neal stepped closed to Killian. "She kept saying that Dominick was behind the bus accident. You don't think it was that bus accident?"

"I wouldn't put it past Dominick at this point."

"Mr. Jones, can I get a statement." An officer asked.

Killian nodded and was able to step away. Tara caught his sleeve.

"Killian…" She quietly said. He turned back to her. "I punched him."

Something that resembled a smile crossed his face. "I would know your handiwork anywhere, lass."

So much going on in this scene. David finally made an appearance. It felt right. And Tara finally admitted to punching him. Killian in full pirate mode was new in this story. And Emma is able to pull him back.

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