AN: This is just a VERY small tidbit from Emma's POV although this story will be mostly told from Killian's view point. This is just to understand where Emma is at/her mindset/etc. very briefly. If you'd like to see more Emma's view point - or even perhaps the Charmings/Henry - let me know in a review! :) Hope you enjoy.

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I love you.

She had whispered the words, clinging his ringed hand close to her breast. The wind had been rushing in her ears and biting at her flesh as she struggled to maintain a grip on the dagger. She had taken one last look at her parent's fearful wide eyes and then one last look at him.

Don't think I'm going to take my eyes off you for one second.

I'd despair if you did.

She had brought her forehead to rest upon his, fighting back the instinct to taste his lips one last time.

She had felt the darkness - cold and clammy - the dark tendrils had danced around her flesh, tightening its grip upon her…she saw his eyes - blue like the sea he loved so much - and then nothing.

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There was something in her mouth, dry and course. Her tongue felt heavy and laden with dehydration and as she pushed it gingerly through her cracked lips, she tasted salty copper. Her eyes felt weighted and itchy as she tried to crack them open, tightly shutting them quickly once more against the onslaught of harsh sunlight that assaulted her retinas.

A chilly breeze swept across her skin erecting the small hairs upon her arms as she suppressed a shiver. Realizing she was on her back, Emma groaned as she rolled to her side and used her forearm to lift her into a hunched position. Her body had aches in places that had never hurt before and every tactile nerve in her body seemed to be in overload. Her stomach flopped once - and then once more the opposite direction - and Emma felt the bile rise up in her throat a moment before she lost the contents of her stomach. As her body was wracked with heaves, she struggled to form a coherent thought other than the pain that had lit her body up from the inside out. As the heaves began to subside, she swept her hand against her chin to catch the dribbles of sick on her sleeve.

"It was a hell of a landing you had there."

The voice came from somewhere over her left shoulder and Emma lurched to her feet in response, feeling her bones grind and twist as her stomach once again disagreed with her movements. Her eyes had snapped open and although the scenery was marred and blurry, she was able to make out a figure leaning against a tree a few meters away from the clearing she had landed in.

"Who the hell are you?" Her voice shook and betrayed her outward confidence. Blinking her eyes a few times, Emma pinched her fingers to the bridge of her nose and then kneaded her eyes - willing them to work. Dark spots danced in her vision for a moment before clearing and revealing a tall, slender man staring back at her bemusedly.

"I suppose I could be asking you the same thing considering your rather abrupt entrance into my eloquent little abode I have set up here." The man motioned with his hand to the small clearing.

How the hell had she gotten here? Where in the hell was even here?

The last thing she had seen had been Killian's eyes - and then the darkness.

God, Killian.

The pounding in her head increased, reverberating behind her orbital cavity and down through her chest in cadence with her heart beat. She could feel the magic flowing through her veins, every cell and fiber of her being aching with a pulsating desire to unleash it - it hurt, oh God, how it hurt. Using her fingers to once again pinch the bridge of her nose, there was a flash of shimmering gold in her peripheral vision. Pulling her hand away from her face, Emma held her trembling hand in front of her. She vaguely felt the slam of the ground as her knees drove into the forrest floor, and heard the man's concerns fade into the background behind her labored breathing as she stared on horrified.

Gold.

Her hand was gold.

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