A/N: LAST CHAPTER BEFORE EPILOGUE (!) As was well said by Red Hot Chili Peppers- I LOOOOOOOVE AAAAALL OF YOOOOUUUUUU!

"Ms. Swan, I really don't think it's such a good idea, we have a trial to attend in two hours and you need to be at your very best for it." Frowned the mayor, looking utterly unpleased.

"I know." sighed Emma, rubbing her forehead and looking fairly miserable at her exhaution. "But he was my neihbor, and I feel it wouldn't be right to let him go without saying goodbye first. All I need is a couple of minutes. I'll be fine in court, I swear." Her face remained peaceful. Regina observed her carefully.

"Fine." She finally said, looking quite nervous for some reason. "I trust you to be there on time, Ms. Swan."

Emma nodded. "I will." She promised quietly.

She walked into the cold room where his body was kept. Her hands shook as she pulled the sheet that covered him off his face.

It's. It's face. It's wasn't him anymore, it was a body. A cold, dead body.

"I'm sorry, Jones." She whispered, sitting on a chair next to him. "I'm sorry. I don't even know how you died, I don't know if it was my fault. And I'm sorry I yelled at you. And kicked you out." Tears shone in her eyes. She sounded as if she was a ten years old girl, even to herself, but she didn't really care.

"You see, Jones," she whispered, her voice hoarse with emotion. "I've never been so good at having someone close to me. I always seem to mess it up, they all die, or disappear. But you didn't." She choked on the tears she didn't let herself shed. "You were real. And I was so greatful for that." She had to clench her fists to force herself not to run her fingers through his raven hair.

"But then everything started going crazy around me and the fact that you were real made it far more painful." She bit her lip. "The fact that you were real makes it almost unbearably painful to look at you now."

She got up. "I have to go now." She whispered, a single tear rolling down her face. "I'm sorry, Killian Jones, I'm so sorry. Goodbye."

In a moment's decision she leaned down and pressed her lips to his cold ones gently. A simple gesture, meant to say goodbye for the last time.

She could have never foreseen what would come next.

A circle of light beamed around them, spreading untill the room couldn't contain it any longer and then simply disappearing through the walls. A second one did the same seconds after. And as the second wave of light washed over her, a forgotten life did too. A castle and gowns, a port town and a pirate, years of abuse and blood on her hands, breeze in her hair and waves rocking her ship as if it was a baby to lull to sleep. And him. So much of him her knees became weak. And she could remember her entire life under the curse, finally able to realize how much time had gone by.

Almost 30 years.

But then she heard a sharp inhale and all her worries faded away.

"Emma," said a very much alive Killian Jones hoarsely. She laughed and sobbed and leaned to kiss him again.

"I'm here," she cried as his arm came around her and pulled her down to him. "We're here. You found me."

"I love you so much," he whispered huskily and kissed her forehead, letting his lips liger there for a moment, his eyes shimmering with tears.

"I love you too," she promised and hugged him tight, her breath warm on his cheek.

"My beautiful love." He hummed, running his fingers through her hair. "You broke the curse. I knew you would."

"Well, it only took me thirty years."

"It doesn't matter. We're here now." Her held her close, inhaling her scent deeply, not actually believing she was really here yet.

He didn't know how much time exactly did they spend there, her sprawled on top of him and him playing with her hair and humming lightly every now and then, just to feel her smile against his neck, but after what seemed to be hours she spoke.

"It called me Swan." She said. "The curse. He used to call me that." Knowing she meant her dead husband, he began tracing soothing patterns on her back. She looked up suddenly, half a smirk on her face. "And it made me sheriff." They looked at each other for a moment before bursting out laughing at the absured.

When she kissed him again, he let himself sink into the sensation of her warmth, her closeness, her, and he loved her like a mad man, like he firmly believed no one has ever loved before. And when he told her just that, she smiled at him so lovingly and warmly he was completely sure she did too.

"Emma?" called a familiar voice from the doorway.

"August?" her voice was weak when she launched herself into her friend's arms and burried her face in his shoulder. "How did you get here? What- I'm sorry I kicked you- I"

"Shh." He hushed her. "Your parents are on their way here. Since the curse broke a couple of hours ago everyone is looking up to them, so they couldn't look for you. But they're on their way here now and I figured you'd want a h-"

"Emma?"

Her eyes filled with tears as she heard her mother's familiar, beloved voice. "Mother?"

"Oh, my darling, I've missed you so much." Whispered her mother, not daring to come any closer. "I'm so sorry, Emma, I'm so sorry."

"Mom." She whispered as she got herself into her mother's embrace and hugged her tight.

"My dear, sweet child." Cried Mary-Margaret into Emma's shoulder, crushing her into her body. "I'm sorry, my baby, I'm so, so sorry."

"I forgive you, mom." Choked Emma on her own tears. "I do."

"You shouldn't." Mary-Margaret wiped her taers away. "You shouldn't forgive me. You should hate me."

"I love you." Whispered Emma. "You're my family. I could never hate you."

"Emma?" the voice of the man who taught her to be brave and strong was weak and fragile now.

"Dad?" A new wave of tears formed in her eyes, that were similar to his. "Dad, I've missed you so much," She jumped into his arms as he cried shamelessly, his hand cradling her head like he used to do when she was a kid.

"Emma, I know that what I did does not deserve forgiveness, but I want you to know that I love you. So much. We should have never stopped looking for you."

"I forgive you." She cried.

As Mary-Margaret joined the embrace they all sank to the floor, reunited at last.

"So you're her true love?" Asked David as he looked at Killian, who was watching his love's happiness from his place in the other side of the room.

"Aye."

"Very well then. I hope you know I'll haunt you if you harm her. We have already done enough."

He nodded, dead serious. Snow waved at him to come closer and as he did, she pulled him down to join them. Emma laughed and drew him closer to her, pressing her forehead to his lovingly.

"Emma?" asked a familiar voice, for the fifth time.

"Claire?"

"Emma, this is your sister." Said Snow nervously, not sure how would Emma react. "I was already pregnant when you disappeared." She hurried to explain, afraid that Emma would feel as if she was replaced.

Emma waved her younger sister to come closer.

"I've heard so much about you." Whispered Claire, her fingers drawn to Emma's face uncontrollably. "I adored you. You were like a fairytale. But you're real."

Emma laughed, a sudden wave of affection towards the girl washing over her. "Yes. And I'm willing to tell you every single adventure I've been through during my years away."

Claire's eyes widened in surprise and delight and her cheeks blushed.

"You're so smart, Claire." Assued her Emma. "None of this would have happened without you."

To her surprise, Claire chose to hug her. "I'm glad to finally meet you, Emma." Her voice was muffled.

"I'm glad to meet you to," Said Emma, flooded with emotion once again at the sight of the small creature who wanted to be near her so badly.

-xxx-

Regina and King George seemed to be missing. Probably escaped. Emma knew her mother would cry when she would tell her about what King George did to her, and that her father would be furious, so she kept it a secret for now.

As she got back to the building she used to live in, she knew she wouldn't let Killian out of her sight for the next couple of days. They got up the stairs together.

"It's strange." He suddenly said.

"What?"

"The feeling here is exactly the same."

She smiled and kissed him sweetly for no reason.

As they got to his apartment and opened the door, he couldn't help the small shout of horror that escaped him. "Did I live in this bloody mess?" Wondered the captain who used to keep his ship perfectly clean at all times. She laughed.

"We already know this curse has a strange sense of humor." She chuckled. "My apartment, then?"

"Aye."

"This arengment has it's own benefits," she mentioned. "you can sleep in my bed this time, and I seem to remember you promised to pay for groceries for as long as you stayed." She grinned playfully.

"That's not fair, lass." He smiled at his love, who was clearly still the pirate who tried to steal his ship.

"What, the bed part? You could sleep on the couch if you like it so badly-"

She didn't get to finish the sentence before he kissed her.

She was happy.

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