"What are we going to do now?" Killian asked Snow as they sat in their separated cells, feeling like all hope is lost.

"We make a plan to get out of here." He raised an eyebrow, how could she still have that much hope? "But first we need to find a bird."

"A bird? How is a bird going to help us?"

"That way I can send a message to my husband, tell him what Arthur has done," she bit her lip before continuing. "The chances that we go to war are big but we have strong allies and a big enough army."

Killian was silent for a moment, "do you really think going to war with Camelot is a good idea?"

"If it means for Emma to be safe, then yes."

Killian nodded. It was a pretty good idea- this way Arthur got what he deserved, Emma would be free again and he… well, that didn't matter for now. The most important thing now was getting Emma back and break the spell she was under. If that meant war, then so be it.

"Alright, let's get ourselves a bird."

King David sat behind his desk looking over some documents when he hear a chirp come from the window. He looked up to see a little sparrow waiting for him. He stood and walked over to the bird, untying the piece of cloth that was wrapped around it's little leg. As soon as the cloth was off its leg he flew away again. David unfolded the piece of cloth and read the what was written in it:

We are trapped in Arthur's dungeons.

He cursed Emma to love him.

Send soldiers and a rescue team,

we are going to war with Camelot.

-Snow

David dropped the cloth on his desk, grabbed his sword and walked out of his studies.

"Guards!" he called through the castle. Two guards walked over to him, ready to take order. "Prepare our army, inform Queen Regina and prepare a rescue party."

"Inform the Queen of what, Your Highness?" one of them asked.

"We are going to war with Camelot and we need as much soldiers as we can get."

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 her. You are going to be my queen soon."

Her smile returned to her lips. She didn't need her mother, she was going to be queen. Arthur came closer to her, placing his hands on her at her waist and kissed her. She brought her arms up and looped them 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 ribbon 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, smirking while looking her dead in the eye.

"We don't have to wait," she repeated and she suddenly felt the need for him now. He leaned down to capture her lips again when someone entered her chambers. He groaned and she let out an annoyed sigh.

"Your Majesty, the army of Misthaven is coming our way!" the guard said, slightly panicked.

"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. The guard nodded before turning and leaving the room

"Arthur, what's happening?" she asked. "Why would my parents send their army?"

"I don't know but I have to keep you safe," he said and turned to her, grabbing her arms. She winched a bit when he tightened his grip, squeezing it painfully. "This is war."

"There in here!"

Killian head shot up at the sound of voices. He looked 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, looking at the men curiously.

"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, feeling a bit uncomfortable. 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.

"Let's go. Our army will be here any second and we still have to find Emma," David said. Killian felt a pang of betrayal when everyone turned to leave, not even sparing him a second glance.

"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, opening it. "You didn't think we were going to leave you here, did you?"

"The thought may have crossed my mind," he said, winking at her as he walked out of his cell.

"A pirate? Why would you let him out?" David asked, the disgusting and annoyance clear in his voice. He looked warily at Killian, sizing him up. "He's probably here for a good reason."

"He was actually captured because he was helping me, so we are not going to leave him," Snow said, crossing her arms and shooting him a look that her word was final. She looked like a real queen now that he thought about it.

"Alright than, this way." David turned and beckoned them to follow.

"Arthur, where are we going?" Emma asked as he pulled her through the hallways.

"I'm getting you somewhere safe," he answered and walked just a little faster when he noticed that there weren't any guards anywhere in the castle. They hurried down the stairs just when David, Snow, Killian and a few of their men appeared around a corner.

"Hey! Stop!" David yelled. He quickly turned around, dragging Emma with him. He heard their footsteps behind them.

"Arthur, why are we running? They are my parents. They won't hurt us," Emma said from behind him while she struggled to keep up with him.

"Shut up! They want to take you away from me," he yelled back at her. Emma suddenly stopped, slipping her hand out of his and crossing her arms.

"How dare you speak to me like that," she snarled at him.

"We don't have time for this, darling. I promise I'll make it up to you later," he grabbed her hand again but when he turned back around he saw some of David's men come his way. Turning around and looking behind Emma he saw Snow, David and Killian. He drew his sword, getting ready for the fight.

"Don't fight!" Emma pleaded like a child. "Let's just talk about it."

"I'm afraid there is not much to talk about, love," Killian said. She glared at him, if looks could kill…

"Emma, listen to us," David said to Emma, extending his hand. "You have to come with us. He cursed you, please Emma."

The words didn't seem to registrant anywhere inside her head. "Father, mother, send back your army. I'm getting married, isn't that worth a celebration instead of a battle?"

"Indeed, listen to your daughter. We are in love," he focused his attention on Killian while he said it, earning a death glare from him. "No one can separate us now."

"To bad," Snow said and grabbed Emma's wrist, pulling her towards them and away from Arthur.

"Mother what are-" she stopped when her mother pushed a cloth against her mouth and nose. Her eyes drifted close, her limps relaxed fully and she almost fell to the floor. Killian caught her just in time, laying her down gently. While focused on Emma, Arthurs sword was knocked out of his hands by an arrow from Snow.

"There you are." Everyone turned to see Zelena approach them, looking rather bored. "You know an entire army is surrounding the castle, right?"

"Zelena! Don't just stand there, get me out of here!" he yelled at her.

She rolled her eyes. "Urg, you could ask nicely, you know?"

Everyone had their eyes trained on her as she walked closer to him. Zelena smiled wickedly at everyone before waving her hand and letting them disappear in green smoke. Just in time, because when the reappeared an arrow hit the tree behind them.

A/N: Sorry it took so long to update, but here it is. I've been really busy with my other stories lately. reviews are always welcome :)