A/N: I got really inspired by this one. I often wonder how things would've developed if Neal was still alive and I always come to the conclusion that Emma and Killian would've ended up together anyway. It's my headcanon. I also think they would've found each other eventually if Emma had grown up with her parents in the Enchanted Forest.

P.S.: Raise your hand if you started singing Wrecking Ball in your head.

Prompt: I just wanted you to know, I would've chosen you.. if I had to choose between you and Neal

"I just wanted you to know, I would've chosen you… If I had to choose between you and Neal." Emma said, her eyes brimming with tears as she held Killian's hand in hers. He smiled, even though he was in pain and reached up to cup her face in his hand.

"Emma, I…" He started, but Emma shook her head.

"Shhh. Not now."

Killian moaned, the sharp pain in his shoulder making it hard to breathe. Emma leaned down to press a soft kiss to his lips, her magic sizzling under her skin, seeping through her lips to ease his pain. He sighed in relief and tried to sit up, but Emma held him down.

"They'll be back with help soon. You need to rest."

"I've had worse, you know?" He tried to joke, raising his hooked arm. Emma smiled a little, her thoughts still preoccupied by their stupid fight. The fight that had led to him wandering off and getting shot by one of the dwarves who thought he could try and be a hunter.

It'd been stupid.

"I felt different with Neal. He was my first love. He was the first person to ever give me that feeling of being… wanted. But he broke my heart and… even if he was still alive, I don't think we could've gotten back together. I know he wanted to, but I… I moved on from him a long time ago and while I will always love him in a way, it wasn't the same anymore. My feelings for him weren't strong enough to overcome all the issues we had." Emma said, absentmindely brushing strands of hair from his forehead. "But you… you came like a wrecking ball into my life. I've never felt like this before, Killian. Sometimes it's like my magic is responding to you… You know, my parents always talk about True Love and fate, but I never really believed in all that stuff. I never had a reason to. But now… now I'm thinking, maybe it was fate that we met. Maybe we were meant to be together."

Killian looked up to her, a single tear escaping his eyes. Emma wiped it away with the back of her hand.

"Emma, you… you are the most beautiful and most important thing that's ever happened to me. And I'm the luckiest man in all realms to have you."

Emma opened her mouth so say something, when she heard sirens behind her. She turned around and saw the ambulance approaching, causing her to sigh in relief. She didn't think he'd persevered much longer, given the amout of blood he'd lost.

She was sitting next to him when he woke, holding his hand and caressing the back of it with her thumb. She smiled when she saw him opening his eyes.

"Hey, sailor. How are you feeling?"

Killian moaned in response and Emma brought his hand to her lips to press a kiss against the back of it.

"I put Sneezy in the cell. He'll stay there for a while unitl he's learned his lesson. He's very sorry by the way."

"Well, it's just one scar more. And like I said, I've had worse." He said and watched Emma carefully. She had averted her eyes, looking like she was struggling to say something.

"I'm sorry. I can't even remember how that stupid fight started."

"Yeah…me neither."

They exchanged a small smile, before Emma took a deep breath and locked her eyes on his.

"Just know that I meant everything I said about Neal earlier. I would've chosen you. Simply because… I love you."

Killian caught a breath, a smile tugging at his lips as he pulled at her wirst, grimacing at the pain the movement caused in his shoulder. Emma stood up and leaned over him, capturing his lips in a gentle kiss.

"I love you, too, Emma. So much."