A/N: The winter finale made me so sad. I had to write something. This is like an alternative ending for the episode 5x11. Angst and pain but can't help cause that's all I feel rihht now. /3 Hope u like it.
The Reunion
Emma felt insensitive. She felt empty.
She had been counting days. Counting tears.
She knew she was awake but it still felt like she was in deep sleep inside. A bit like sleeping curse, just vice versa.
A word savior was poison on her tongue. She wasn't the savior. Se couldn't even safe the man she loved most. Self-hatred covered her mind.
His metallic hook was lying on a table. She had wanted to have it. She often just held it in her hand and stared at it. It was warm and smooth and felt so familiar she bursted into tears once again.
She remembered how the hook had intertwined around her waist. How it had tangled her hair. It was the best feeling in the world. She almost could feel it again. She tried to stick on that fragile feeling.
Painfully knewing she'd have to wake up from this dream soon.
Or maybe not.
Then she realized it, and her heart jumped. Killian was in the Underworld. She could meet him there. She could do it for him. She wanted nothing more.
In a moment she felt peaceful. A little smile curved her lips.
The peak of the hook was sharp. She closed her eyes.
The red path on her wrist felt safe when she took the first step.
"Killian, I will find you. I will always find you."