It's one day to the wedding; Snow, Emma and Pinocchio are busy with last minute preparations and Killian's still wrestling with the revelation about Emma's vision. If the vision is true, then in nine months, he will lose his child before he even has a chance to be a father because of the witch's curse.

It doesn't seem fair that only after finding their happiness together, they will be torn from each other once again. He has to find a way to save Emma and his child. There has to be a way.

He's so wrapped up in his thoughts he doesn't notice Emma standing by idly, smiling at him. Once he sees her, he smiles at her thoughtfully and she walks over to him, kissing him hello.

"It's not fair, you know," he starts and she looks at him curiously. "I mean, about your dream. Our future, looking forward to it, should be a happy time and it's marred in darkness,"

"But we'll be safe for nine months at least," she reasons, kissing him once again. "I know it feels like a gigantic burden knowing the future, but to be quite honest, I feel a lot better now that you know the truth. I was so scared about telling you before because I wasn't sure how you would react,"

He raises an eyebrow, wrapping his arms around her. "You thought that I would turn you away?" he questions.

"Or maybe think that I was crazy," she muses, "or be angry with me for hiding something like this from you. Lies almost tore us apart the first time,"

Killian frowns, brushing a hand through her loose hair. "That was my fault, darling," he reasons, "but you need not worry because it isn't your burden to carry alone anymore,"

"I know," she whispers, "We'll get through this together,"

He smiles, leaning down to kiss her forehead. "So the wedding preparations, they about done?" he asks.

"They are," Emma smiles, "but there is one more thing we need to do,"

"And what would that be?"

Emma steps away from him, placing one in his hand and the other around his back. "I know I don't have to teach you how to dance since you proved that you can, but there will be waltzing at the reception," Emma explains, "so I'm here to instruct you,"

"Playing the teacher card, huh?" he teases, "Alright,"

"Look up here, look at me," Emma starts, "and step one, two, three,"

Killian starts laughing and Emma scowls at him, trying to keep up with her as she leads him across the floor their arms stretched apart, swaying. Emma turns, her right hand moving to his shoulder as her other hands falls into his other.

Emma continues to glide across the floor, Killian staring back at her the whole time, keeping up with her steps. They come apart briefly, raising a hand to lightly touch the other and continue to dance along like that for a couple of minutes before breaking apart, returning to their previous positions.

Killian dances with her across the floor, smiling at her thoughtfully as Emma suddenly pulls him closer, coming to a stop. Killian bows and Emma curtsies, smiling at him.

"I think we have waltzing covered, don't you think?" he teases.

"Well, I just wanted to make sure you knew what you were doing," Emma smiles, "but now that I know you do, I'll leave you alone now,"

"Wait, hold on a minute," Killian calls, holding onto her hand and pulling her back to him, "Where do you think you're going?"

Emma raises an eyebrow. "To my room," she says, "All these last minute wedding preparations, I am tired and need to sleep,"

"You're not scared of sleep anymore?"

"Not anymore," she muses, "What about you? Will you be sleeping here or spending some time on the Roger?"

Killian looks at her curiously. "I hadn't really thought about it, but Starkey and Smee are arriving here tonight for the wedding," he says, "If you don't mind staying up a little to greet them,"

"No, I don't mind,"

Starkey and Smee arrive a bit later than expected but Emma's already fallen asleep, using his shoulder as a pillow. Killian nudges her and Emma groggily wakes up, Killian helping her stand as they greet the pirates. Starkey and Smee bow before her and Emma steps forward, hugging them both. "Seriously, you two do not need to be so informal in front of me," Emma says.

"So, the wedding's the day after tomorrow," Killian muses, kissing Emma's cheek.

"No cold feet, princess? You will be marrying a pirate," Starkey says.

Emma smiles. "I don't mind, again," she jokes, yawning, "but I really am very tired, so I'm going to leave you all. But please behave. I love you,"

Killian kisses her goodnight and Emma walks away.

"Something wrong?" Starkey ventures.

Killian frowns, looking at his friends. "We have a problem," he admits, "Remember when I brought Emma back to the Roger and she made a scene about me wanting her to get some rest? There's a reason for that. It's because she had a dream, or rather a vision about the future and it isn't all smiles and sunshine,"

Killian gestures that they sit down as he tells them about Emma's vision of the future, recounting what she told him the night before. "It's a terrible burden knowing the future," Starkey says finally, "but I understand why Emma's distressed,"

"This can't be easy for her to deal with," Smee adds. "How does she even have this power?"

He shrugs. "I have no idea," he muses, "but we both know that I didn't kill the witch and it's very likely that she will come after us again,"

"And Emma's thinks that she will enact this Dark Curse,"

"She may," he says, "but if she does, I think I may know a way to save Emma. The Jolly Roger can travel back and forth between this land and Neverland. As soon as Emma and I know when she's expecting, I can take her there and she and the baby will be safe from the witch's curse,"

"Sounds like a reasonable plan," Smee admits.

"...except for one flaw," Starkey adds, "How can you convince Emma to leave her family behind?"

Killian sighs. "I don't know but if I have to, I'll kidnap her,"

"Kidnap your wife and your own child? Really?"

"If I have to, but I will not let that witch win this round," Killian reasons, "Not when Emma and I have come this far to find our happiness together,"

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