Just to clear something up … I already knew that Henry would call the operation 'Firebird' before the ep. So the title of this story didn't come out of my brain. :-)
5x12 – Souls of the Departed
She'd hoped they didn't need to sleep in the Underworld, that they could just keep going. But she had to admit defeat after they'd all met at the clock tower. Everyone was exhausted and they'd found an abandoned building on the outskirts of town where they'd settled in for the night.
She knew she needed sleep. She knew she needed to be rested to find Killian, knew she needed all her strength. But every time she closed her eyes his image flickered over her closed eyelids, and every time she noticed more details. The blood on his clothes and skin, the vacant look in his eyes.
He was suffering and he didn't know they were here to save him. To bring him back.
Biting her tongue to keep the sobs inside she opened her eyes again, letting her gaze roam over the persons in the room. They'd all stayed with her to save her love, and through the pain she also felt the gratitude over her family being with her. A few years back she had no one, and now she had parents, her son and very good friends. And soon the man she loved would be back by her side, too.
She'd turn over every stone in this godforsaken place until she found him.
Closing her fingers around the ring he'd given her she closed her eyes, forcing herself to relax. She might not be able to sleep, knowing Killian was out there somewhere, suffering. But she could still rest her body as much as possible.
And tomorrow they would find him. Tomorrow she would go out there and get her man back.