Killian opened his eyes, blinking fast to get used to the bright light. He felt horrible. He felt empty, pain, cold, betrayal, hatred and o so much pain. He titled his head to look around the room. He was in a hospital. He felt weight on his stomach and saw Sophia sitting in a chair, resting her head while sleeping. He brushed his fingers through her hair and frowned. Normally the sight of her sleeping warmed his heart but now it did nothing to the coldness he felt.

Sophia stirred and moved her head to look up at him. "Dad?" she whispered and he saw the tears forming in her eyes. He pulled her into a hug and stroked her back in a soothing motion.

"It's okay, I'm here, I'm okay," he whispered in her hair. But he wasn't okay. He may not be hurt on the outside, but inside he felt like he was dying. After Sophia calmed a bit she pulled back and looked at him.

"You… your… name," she stuttered and he moved his and up and down her arm. She took a deep breath before continuing. "Your name is on Excalibur"

"Where is it?" he asked, harsher than he meant to. Sophia was taken aback a bit by his harshness. He felt a sharp pain go through his heart when she took a step back.

"I hid it in the woods," she said.

He nodded and swung his legs over the edge of the bed. Something in his head was whispering to him, something dark. It told him to get the sword. He looked down at his clothing, he was wearing a simple piece of cloth that all patients wore. He looked disgusted and with a flick of his hand he was in boots, black jeans, a black shirt and jacked. He smiled wicked and got of the bed.

"You have magic?" he heard Sophia ask. Looking up he saw fear shining in her eyes. Why was she afraid?

"It appears so," he said. "Now if you would excuse me I have to get Excalibur."

"Wait! What about Emma?"

His eyebrow shot up. "What about her?"

"She went to Arthur to ask what the Hell happened. She should have been back by now," he saw the tears form in her eyes again, but somehow it did nothing to him, not anymore.

"That's not my problem, I'm going to get Excalibur and kill the pathetic excuse of a king," he turned to walk away and leave her there. He felt empty and the voice in his head said the sword would help. Sophia grabbed his arm and he felt rage clime up in him. He got loose of her grip and hit her with magic so that she fell to the ground. All the while he didn't look at her. He was about to leave when he heard her sob.

"Dad, please," she said between sobs. He turned to look at her. She was seated on the floor, cradling her arm, looking at him with fear and a silent plea that he wouldn't go, wouldn't leave her alone. He felt guilt rise up in him, what have I done? His eyes widened and he looked in horror at his hands. Then, the voice whispered again:

"She deserved it, she asked for it. Get Excalibur. If someone else finds it they can control you. Don't let anyone have that power over you again. Get your revenge on Arthur and kill him! let him pay for what he did to your brother, to you!"

The guilt he felt disappeared and he gave Sophia a cold look. "You asked for it, you deserved it." He then disappeared in a cloud of red smoke, leaving Sophia behind.

Emma looked at herself in the mirror, she was beautiful. Ever since she was little she dreamed of the day she would marry the man she loved. A smile grew on her face. Arthur, the man she loves. She heard someone enter her chambers and looked over her shoulder to see Arthur walking in.

"There is my beautiful bride," he said while approaching her.

"Don't you know it's bad luck to see the bride before the wedding?" she said playfully. "Where is mother? I woke up and couldn't find her."

"She left," her face fell at his words. "Don't worry darling, you don't need them. You are going to be queen."

Her smile came back. She didn't need them, she was going to be queen. Arthur came closer to her, grabbing her at her waist and kissed her. She brought her arms around his neck, pressing herself against him. When he pulled back she kept her eyes close and whispered against his lips.

"Hook"

"What did you say?" he asked her and she opened her eyes. Did she say something?

"I said nothing," she giggled. "Your imagining things because of your nerves."

He laughed a bit. "Your right, it was probably just the nerves."

She smiled and kissed him again. He immediately deepened the kiss and she felt his hand tugging at the strings of her corset. She pulled away and pushed him back just a bit when he followed her lips.

"Wait until after the wedding, then I'm all yours," she gave him a mischief look.

"We don't have to wait," he said.

"We don't have to wait," she repeated and she suddenly felt the need for him now. He leaned in to capture her lips again when someone entered her chambers. He grunted and she let out a sound of annoyers.

"Your Majesty, the army of Misthaven is coming our way!" the soldier said.

"What?" Arthur said, letting go of Emma and walking over to the soldier. "How long until they get here?"

"They'll be here in less than an hour"

"Prepare our army, go to the villages and collect every man and boy who can fight," he ordered.

"Arthur, what's happening?" she asked. "Why would my parents do this?"

"I don't know but I have to keep you safe," he said and turned to her, grabbing her arms. "This is war"

Emma stormed in Arthurs office. "What the Hell did you do to Killian?" she yelled at him and slammed her hands on his desk.

"What are you talking about, Miss Swan?" he asked innocent and leaned back in his chair.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about," she growled at him.

"Did anyone ever tell you that you look absolutely stunning when you're angry?" he said and stood up, keeping his hands behind his back.

"Then I must be gorgeous right now because I'm furious," she crossed her arms, keeping a close eye on him. He walked around his desk while she followed him with her eyes.

"You know, Miss Swan, I always had fancy you since I first laid eyes on you," he walked slowly around her, keeping his hands behind his back. "It's such a pity that the idiot of a pirate fancies you too."

"Pirate?" she asked in confusion, still the anger stayed on her face.

He ignored her question and continued. "I was hoping we could have a fresh start here, in Storybrooke. Sadly that didn't happen naturally so I have to cheat a bit."

Her confusion only grew with every word. Than in a swift movement he grabbed her from behind, making sure she couldn't get away and poured a funny tasting liquid in her mouth. She did her best not to swallow it but he was holding her head back and his hand over her mouth. As soon as she swallowed the tiniest bit of the liquid she felt her mind go fuzzy. She closed her eyes for a moment and swallowed the remaining's of the liquid. When she opened her eyes again she saw Arthur.

A smile spread across her face and she threw herself against him, capturing his lips in a hungry kiss. She heard someone enter the office. She pulled back to look who it was. Sophia. A wave of hatred washed over her at the sight of the girl.

"Emma, what's going on?" she asked and Emma felt annoyed that she interrupted the moment between her and Arthur.

"Shut up and go away," she said and turned her attention back to Arthur. She brushed her nose against his, teasing him.

"Listen to your mother," Arthur said and Emma stopped, pulling out of his embrace.

"Mother?" she looked disgusted at Sophia. "I'm not her mother."

Sophia took a few steps forward. "Yes you are! Please listen to me! Arthur cursed you to love him and hate me, please just listen!" Sophia pleaded.

"Bullshit, now go before-" she stopped when Killian appeared in a cloud of red smoke with the funny looking sword in his hand. "How the Hell did you do that?"

"Shush Swan," he said and threw her against the wall with a wave of his hand. "Hello Arthur, it's good to see you again, but will probably be better to never see you again."

Emma's head was spinning from the blow and for a moment she could think clearly again. She looked around, Sophia was standing by the door, looking like she was planning something, Killian was slowly approaching Arthur while he raised his sword and Arthur was slowly moving back. She focused for a moment on Arthur as he opened a small box behind his back on his desk.

The funny feeling slowly returned to her head and she tried to fight it. She had to focus, everything was wrong, everything she knew was fake. She closed her eyes, fighting against whatever the liquate did to her. Shaking her head she covered her face in her hands, it was too much. She suddenly felt a hand on her shoulder. Opening her eyes she saw Sophia kneeling down beside her, putting up a brave smile for her. Only then she noticed that her left arm was covered in bandages. She was hurt, her father was going to kill someone any second now and she was trying to calm her even after she was so horrible to her. Emma thought back to the quote on Sophia's wall. She wasn't the maiden who needed saving, she was the Dragon.

The fuzzy feeling in her head disappeared completely and she pulled Sophia in a hug. In a split second she remembered, she remembered everything. She remembered her parents, her husband and her daughter. She pulled back and look into her daughter's beautiful eyes.

"You found us," she whispered.

"Zelena!" they heard Arthur scream from beside them and looked just in time to see Killian launching and Arthur disappear in green smoke.

"Stay here," she said to Sophia who nodded.

Slowly she walked over to Killian. Anger was written all over his face. She placed her hand on his cheek and moved to stand before him. The anger seemed to fade a bit as he looked into her eyes but the pain was still there. She got on her tiptoes and kissed him. He kissed her back, she had missed the way he kissed her. After a while she pulled back and she saw him blink, trying to keep his eyes open.

"Swan, what…" he sank to the floor and she made sure he didn't hit his head on the floor. She smiled sadly at him and brushed some of his hair out of his eyes. Sophia walked over to them and sat down beside her father.

"What did you do to him?"

"Killian and Zelena aren't the only ones with magic"

"How did you know it would work, there isn't any magic in Storybrooke"

She shrugged her shoulders. "Lucky guess," she smiled at her daughter. "Come on, we have to get him somewhere where he can't hurt anyone, then find Arthur and stop him"

"She's in here!"

Killian head shot up at the sound of voices. He looked over at Snow who had heard it too and stood up. A few seconds later a few men appeared that weren't guards. He stood up as well.

"David! You found me," Snow said to a man he assumed was her husband and the king.

"I'll always find you," he said and unlocked her cell, almost being knocked over when Snow gave him a hug. He hugged her back and Killian looked away. He could clearly see that they love each other very much. He wondered if he would ever have someone love him that much, if maybe Emma could be that someone.

"Come on, let's go. Our army will be here any second and we still have to find Emma," David said and he felt a pang of betrayal when everyone turned to leave.

"Wait, we can't leave just yet," Snow said and grabbed the keys out of the lock of her cell. David and the other men looked confused at her as she walked over to his cell and opened it. "You didn't think we were going to leave you here, did you?"

"Thank you, milady," he said and walked out of his cell.

"A pirate? Why would you let him out?" David asked, the disgusting and annoyance clear in his voice.

"He helped us and I'm not going to leave him," Snow said and gave her husband a look that made him shut up.

"Alright than, this way"

Slowly opening his eyes, he found himself in a different location then where he was before. Again. He looked around and saw Emma and Sophia sitting in the kitchen. He himself was laying on his sofa in his house. He waved over himself so that he would be transport to whatever place Arthur was and finish the job, but nothing happened. He tied it a few more times before noticing the cuff on his wrist. He felt anger rise up in him and got up from the sofa, walking to were Sophia and Emma were sitting.

"What the Bloody Hell is this?" he almost screamed as he held out his wrist toward them.

"A cuff," Sophia said simply. "It takes away your magic."

He tried to take it off but failed. "And why am I wearing it," he asked annoyed

"Because you're hurting people with your magic," Emma looked over to Sophia's arm, he followed her gaze and all the anger he felt earlier disappeared when he saw her arm wrapped in bandages.

"Did… did I do that?" he asked, his voice just above a whisper.

Sophia nodded and he felt blood leave his face, taking a step back he shook his head, guilt and self-hate filling his body instead of the dark pain he felt before. "I… I'm so sorry," he said with a shaky voice, taking another step back.

Emma walked over to him and he walked back the closer she came. "Hey, it's okay. You can't hurt us now." She grabbed his hand, making him stop.

"Hit her," said the voice in his head. "She is trying to control you, hit her"

He closed his eyes, shaking his head. "No"

"Hit her"

"I won't…"

"HIT HER!"

"NO! GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" he screamed. Pulling his hand out of Emma's and bringing them to his head, covering his ears and closing his eyes, he walked backwards until he hit the wall and kneeled down. He sat on the floor, hands still covering his ears, tears streaming down his face.

"They don't love you, you hurt them and now they hate you! You are nothing! You don't matter, not to them not to anyone! You're just a puppet to everyone! You are…"

"Killian?" Emma's sweet voice broke through the screaming of the demon inside his head. He felt her hand stroke his back…

"She doesn't care…"

"Killian look at me"

"Get your revenge…"

"Killian I'm here, I'm real look at me, look at us"

He slowly looked up, looking at Emma through his tears. Next to her sat Sophia, she gave him a smile, a smile just for him. The voice went silent at the sight of his beautiful, brave daughter and his brilliant, amazing wife. He took a few deep breaths to calm himself. When he was more relaxed he pulled is lassies into a hug, holding them tight against him. They did care, he did matter, he wasn't nothing and most importantly he is loved.

A/N: Wow, what a chapter! thank you all fore reading! This story is slowly comming to it's end but don't worry, their story isn't finished yet ;)