Thanks to everyone who has been following me this far. This chapter has been building for a long time, I hope to do the justice that Emma deserves for this moment. Please, please, please, I WOULD LOVE TO HEAR FROM ALL OF YOU!

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David.

The air is so cold now. After the last few days the temperature has dropped dramatically, leaving everything and everyone with a hard case of frost bite. I pulled out a new black coat, brought to me just for the sole purpose of days like today. Snow walked out the laundry room with a large amount of folded clothes in a wicker basket. I smiled knowing this is all I want in my life a family, a best friend in my wife, and a beautiful daughter and son.

"Coffee?" I asked holding out a steaming cup to Mary Margaret.

"Well, don't mind if do." She smiled at me. She took a sip and sighed. "David, are you sure that what we are doing is the right thing for Emma?"

I glanced away from her at the bird in the window. The bird has a free life, he can do whatever he wants. Travel to lands unknown, stretch his wings to the world. I would want that for Emma, just like i want that for Neal.

"I don't know." My right hand brought the cup to my mouth.

"Should we really be listening to Regina?" Snow moaned. "After all, we did choose to save the kingdom, when Emma was a baby. David, I don't want to make that choice again. "

I reached out and hugged her warmly. "There is always a way to save them both."

She smiled up at me. "How did you get to be such a wonderful husband?"

I grinned back at her. "I'm charming, it comes in the job description. "

Emma had already awakened and gone to the station for the day. So I decided to take the morning to go with Mary Margaret to the park with Neal. We walked around the green pond, with Neal swinging his arms around at various insects passing in the sky. I smiled down at him. Reaching in the stroller I pulled him up into my arms for the first time in forever.

"Hey little guy." I cooed to the infant. I looked up and for the first time I saw Snow watching me with Neal. A small part of me is sure that she will rip the child from my arms. Then the other part says that she is happy with me and him.

She walked up and pulled the blanket over his head. "Everyday with him I know we are making the right choice. I can't destroy everyone's happy ending for Emma."

I nodded for the moment I agreed. The only way to keep life as it is is to keep Emma's powers away. She may even thank us for eliminating things so awful (like Hook).

"We need to talk to Regina." I said.

We both stared out at the pond in silence for a moment.

"What the hell-" I started then stopped. Before my eyes i watched to see the pond from the very center crackle out in spider web ice, spreading and freezing the whole pond over. The small circle expanded out towards the edges until it stopped at the edge of water. I glanced at Mary Margaret and we realized what we had to do.

"We have to get to Regina. Now" she said urgently.

Regina

I twirled my wrist, stretching out the cramp in my writing hand from signing all the documents for protection shelters in Storybrooke. Soon the whole town will be a faint magic guarded shelter. Sounds of echoing laughter of children came from outside.

"Shut off." I hissed rubbing my forehead. So happy and innocent just like Rollin they can never understand the pain that will accompany them into adulthood. I opened the mahogany drawer reaching into pulling out the spell. I know very well that Swan is a high candidate for the crystal. She took away my happy ending and she expects me not to retaliate. I need my revenge. She took everything from me just like her mother. First Snow White with Daniel and next Miss Swan with Robin Hood. I swear that destruction of my eternal happiness only comes from that family.

"Testy, testy are we today." Gold says as he strops into the room. He stood to claim his domain taking in every movement. "What, the innocent children remind you of the unfortunate future with the bandit?"

"What do you want?" I snarled at him, striding to stand in front of the desk, knowing he can't judge me here. This is my castle.

"Oh, it's very simple deary." He moved to face me dead on. "If this spell is to take place I want a part in it."

I laughed cynically. "What makes you think that we will include you? It's not like we need your magic."

He began to circle me hobbling his way around with strict determination. "That's the thing deary." He smiled wickedly. "You are going to use Emma as the sacrifice."

"I am not." I replied angrily.

He shrugged. "You can't do the spell without her, but not because of her magic. But because she is the only one the crystal will accept. "

I moved back away from him. "What does this have to do with you?" I asked him.

"Ah you see, you will need me to supply the extra magic, I'm the only other person in Storybrooke strong enough to help you."

I stepped back around to the desk. He backed me into a corner and he knows it. I sat down staring down at the desk, I felt his shadow lean over me when he whispered into my ears. "It's about time villains take the stage and get the happy ending. It all begins with the end of Emma Swan."

I grinned wickedly. "Well Gold, you have yourself a deal. We are taking care of it today.

Belle

I sweep the remainder of the dust off the floor. Dumping the dirt away I surveyed the tiny shop. I'm proud of the work I have done here and I can't help but smile. I have dusted, wiped scrubbed and swept this filthy place. The bell rang in the shop.

"Rumple." I said keeping in mind what I know from Emma about him going to the cemetery the other night.

"Good evening Belle." He planted a kiss on my cheek making me stiffened. He noticed immediately. "Come now." He asked curiously. "What is wrong?"

"Oh, nothing." I waved off. The phone in his pocket buzzed off. He opened it but not before I could see the name.

"Whales." I whispered.

"What is it dear?" He asked me.

"Just me." I said quickly. "Talking to myself. Did Emma get everything she needed?"

He eyed me very curiously before touching my arm in a concerned gesture. "I believe so. Belle?"

"I'm sorry." I finished him off. "All these books with the spell that I have to read they just have me a bit down."

He nodded satisfied with my answer. "Well then, maybe you should rest."

" I will." I replied smiling meekly before pulling away and going to the back of the shop. Pulling out my own phone I left a text to Ruby.

(Belle) Whales. He was with gold.

It only took her a moment to reply.

(Ruby) Thank you.

I shut the device and grabbed the inventory list. Reaching for the first box,i look down to see that whatever he needed wasn't in it. If he so much as moved a hair in one of these boxes I will know, and forever he will not hear the end of this. He stepped into the back flicking the display light on. He is thinking I can see it. He is working on something turning every answer every possibility over in his complex mind.

"Rumple." I asked cautiously. Ripping him from the world he imagined, he turns his intense eyes on me. "You would never lie to me would you?"

He seemed puzzled but quickly recovered. "Of course, my dear" he lied so well I might have believed him if the corner of his mouth didn't twitch.

I took a seat and began to repair my scarfs. Whatever he is lying about I will find out.

Hook.

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. My bloody mind has been hearing the irritating mental sounds for too long. This town feels like a day in waiting for something disastrous. Staring out the inn window rain could be felt, nay something cold powerful. Snow. Spring is here and ice is present. Ice is a cruel game. A flint of golden hair crossing the roadway catches my eye. Her red jacket pulled snug, her hair pushed back by the wind. Leaning on the window sill I study her face, her eyes mainly. So beautiful. She is on a hunt and you could see it, a strong predator seeking her prey. I watched her until she crossed the street and I could see her no more. I dressed in my casual attire, admiring my original garments hanging inside the closet. I sighed, the old pirate has to abandon the vintage pieces. A small vibrate feel came from my jacket pocket. I reached in a pulled out the bloody talking brick, pressing the talk button.

"This is your Captain speaking." I said cockily.

"Wow, okay." Emma laughed, music to me. "You have never even been on a plane."

I smirked. "Love, you couldn't drag me, rum drunk onto that flying contraption." What nonsense is she speaking? Im wounded that she doesn't know me better.

"Alrighty." She moved on from that conversation. I mentally heard a horseless carriage being manipulated. Where is she going now? "Killian, meet me at the apartment, we are putting this spell to rest and your apart of it."

I laughed jovially. "Aye, Swan, when am I not in the middle of your affair will be a dark day in the underworld."

"You enjoy this too much." She returned.

"Aye lass, I seek to much pleasure from being in your existence." I smirked at that and she clicked her device off. I stared at the ringing bell thing for sometime.

"Well, I believe I set that one off." I grinned like the devil at that.

"Hello lad." I remarked to Henry standing outside the door of his apartment.

"Hook," he said looking up at me.

"Is there some reason to stand outside the chamber?"

He stared at the block of wood with bleak eyes. "Something is going to happen. You told me a pirate knows the sea, he can sense a change in the winds. I feel it."

I puffed out a breath. Knowing that telling the boy about how I feel a similar change of winds would not help. My instincts haven't been tested in this new town.

"The only thing that really frightens me at this particular moment in time is your mother in a rage." I grabbed the knob. "Which I am sure has an eruptive atmosphere. "

I opened the door. The prince glared at me and I smirked, something to make his day a little more memorable. Emma walked up reaching for a hug. I had to smile at the prince over her shoulder one more time. I can't resist to damage his pride.

She pulled back and sent a side smile to me. "Thank you for coming. I'm not sure how this will pan out and i can use the moral support."

I grasped her hand fingers entwined together. Delicate and strong.

"You know I would be here any hour Swan."

She smiled and moved to the room. Other than Oh Prince of perfect, her mother, Henry, the Fairy and Belle are all in attendance.

Emma stepped into the center of the room and everyone got silent like a lamb. All eyes directed admiring and awaiting her orders.

"Look, everyone." She said with a firm determination. "We brought some of you here because, I want to say that the protection spell will not be completed. "

Grumbling and an angry word or two was murmured. Her armor, not even dented by their words.

Charming jumped into the center. "We know that this spell is suppose to save the town, but at what measure, we are uncertain."

She touched his arm to stop him, she could handle it on her own. "What David is saying is that as dangerous as this town is an all powerful deathly crystal is not our answer."

Her mother sat at the edge of the room. I took the chair beside her. She wore a very unpleasant scorn, one for my presence and one for their speech.

"No favor in the legislation." I downed a glass of punch. Ah, very much lacks rum.

She snorted. "You wouldn't understand protecting someone. But this town will crumble without a spell to protect it."

I leaned forward. "I may know a thing or two lass, about guarding matters of close to my heart, such as Emma. This, in my humble opinion, is the best choose"

"You let your first real love die at the hands of Rumplestiltskin." She hissed. "Don't talk about your love. You have this delusion that replacing Emma with her will make her your new love, your lying to her and to yourself "

I hissed like a venomous snake into her ear. "You chose this town over your daughter. Stay happy with your virtuous choose."

I got up. Emma just finished the last of the question and walked over to me. "Why wasn't the witch here today?"

She stared at me. "I won't tell Regina until tomorrow. She will probably explode or something."

"Probably for the best love." i remarked.

Her small beeper went off close to her pocket. She flipped the contraption open. "Trouble at the line. Says the ice is causing trouble." she read out to me.

Her father came up to her. "Emma, do you have this? I'm just going to finish up with Belle."

She nodded. "it's routine. I can handle this." He kissed her forehead and left her with me.

Henry came around staring at me. "Hey, I'm starving."

I roughed up his hair. "Aye, the lad has a pirates stomach. "

She laughed. "Okay kid, we can go to the diner after I check out the line. "

They began to walk off when she turned to me. "Killian, are you coming?"

"Aye." It's the only word I could say she just pulled me along. We got into the car Henry gave me the shotgun. Whatever in the bloody hell that means. Emma drove down the street flipping the sirens on. I started to see something flicker before it became obvious her arm it went bright red hot like a burn on the other side. Then the front lights on the streets flicked. She cringed openly.

"Emma, love."

My sentence was cut off by the contraption behind us bumping us up backwards..

Henry spun around. "What is going on?"

"Hang on." She shifted the gears and swerved to the right. The car made the swerve then all of a sudden it left turned around. It was bizarrely speeding. When we finally turned around it was to late, a large tree laid on the ground. She hit the breaks and immediately I felt the impact and braced for it.

"Emma!" I yelled. Her body slammed into the front part of the helm. She hit the window with a sickening crunch and fell back Into my lap her head gushing blood on to my jeans.

"911. We have an emergency! " Henry wailed. I turned to survey the boy. Other than a few minor scrapes and his panic, like me, he was fine. Looking at Emma's head her hair matted already with her blood i pulled off my jacket, and pressed it to the corner of her head. I felt so helpless watching her unconscious in a unreachable sleep.

"My mom is losing a lot of blood. " Henry said frantically, his voice oddly distant through my haze of panic.

Suddenly I felt it and without warning. Her body got as cold as ice. I screamed at her pleading with all my heart.

"Wake up. Please please wake up Emma!" With tears forming in my eyes I moved her head over but she didn't respond.

i pulled the door open and lifted her out of the car, laying her gently on the ground. Henry ran up, wrapping a hand on her frozen hand. I held her body up right.

"Mom, they are coming for you just hold on. Hold on." He realized the cold in her hand. He looked at me and dropped her hand.

"She's dead."

"Henry." I tried to soothe the boy, but i knew he was far too intelligent.

"My mom is dead."

I laid her down completely and wrapped my arms around Henry. Tears flowed from my eyes and down my cheeks. I have near openly hugged the boy. We shared something here that now one will ever know as we watched her die.

Moments later I walked free of the sight, in fear my stomach would be emptied. I saw her blood on my hands and nauseousness erupted over me. I screamed out into the forest.

"You bastard!" I yelled into the wind. I don't know who the bastard is, but I know there is one.

This song is the inspiration for this whole scene it describes the way they are feeling better then I can.

kodaline- all I want.