After breaking probably every traffic law in Storybrooke (good thing she's the Sheriff), Emma arrives at the docks. Killian and Zelena are invisible from her current vantage point, but Emma knows they're close. Emma jumps from the car and yells, "Killian!" The responding grunt tells Emma that he's mere feet from her. Killian is lying, sprawled on the ground, the Witch standing over him. Without turning her stare, Zelena addresses Emma, "I told you not to interfere, maybe now you've learned your lesson." Anger, sadness and fear wash over Emma. She doesn't even realize it, but Emma has pushed the witch away, sending her flying. "And I told you I'm not an amateur." Emma snaps, striding over to Zelena, "I'm the Savior, and I suggest you watch out. This is my town, not yours."
The Witch vanishes as Emma walks back to Killian. "What the hell was that Killian?" Emma demanded, "Are you okay at least?" "Spare the lecture, love." Killian retorts rolling his eyes, "I believe you interrupted before the worst of it. Though I don't see the big deal either way, you'd find someone else. It seems pretty easy for you Swan."
Emma huffs in exasperation, "You are not making this easy pirate." "Well that's why I bothered the Witch, to end your misery once and for all, love." He replies with a bitter edge. "Look, I didn't come here just to save you from yourself; I have something I need to tell you." Emma says, her expression softening. "Don't bother, I know you need time after Neal's death, so I'll leave you be." Killian stands up and begins walking away.
Emma snatches his arm and yanks him back towards her. "Killian! Look at me. Yes this has to deal with Neal, but it's not what you think. Just hear me out." She pleads, "I realized that when Neal died still thinking I loved him, that I couldn't risk a miscommunication between us too. So here goes, Killian Jones, I love you. I think I've loved you since the beanstalk and was just too afraid to let you in. This was never a fight between you and Neal, he's Henry's birth father and that's it, it was a battle between me and my walls, to try to love again. And it worked, so don't make me regret this."
Killian picks Emma up and twirls her around before setting her back down and planting a solid kiss on her laughing mouth, "I love you too, my Swan. Maybe since you put that knife to my throat, and you have no idea how good it feels to hear you say that."
Smiling and laughing, they walk hand in hand back to Emma's bug in order to prepare for another day of battle. "I'm so glad I wasn't too late." Emma whispered happily. "It'd never too late for true love, Swan." Killian replies grinning down at her.