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Inconsolable. That would perfectly describe Bernadette the second Liam disappeared. She was back on solid ground and sobbing uncontrollably. Killian was at her side, holding her close, trying to keep his own tears in check.
There were no comforting words he could whisper in her ear that could do anything for her. And he was waiting for her to explode at any moment.
They made their way inside their now silent house. He leaned against a wall, she paced the room.
"What did he mean?" Bernadette broke the silence finally. "The Dark One said you took someone from him."
"It was a stupid mistake I made years ago." Killian answered quietly.
"You didn't answer my question. What did you take from the Dark One?!" She finally yelled. He didn't answer, only rubbed his fake hand on his arm, right across his tattoo of her name. "You took his wife?! Were you out of your bloody mind!? You used your blue eyes and smooth words and seduced the Dark One's wife away!"
"He wasn't the Dark One back then." He quietly corrected her.
Like that made the situation better? "So you're the reason for the demon?!"
Killian didn't answer, Bernadette looked at him, and it was between disappointment and hurt and everything in between. And she made a choice, one that been running around in her mind for years.
She began moving around the room, gathering every weapon she could find.
"Love, what are you doing?" Killian asked confused.
"I'm going to get my son back!" Bernadette didn't look at him.
"Your son? He's my son as much as he is yours!" Liam was his son; how dare she not include him. "He is our son and we are going to get him back!"
"No Killian, there's no our, there's no we! It's your fault he's gone! I don't trust you to get him back!" She paused for a second to wave a finger at him. "You stopped being his father when you failed to protect him!"
"That was a bit difficult with a bloody sword at my neck!" Killian yelled.
"I had a bloody arrow at my head and I still tried to grab him out of harm's way!" She shrieked her response.
"Well, look at that, the bounty hunter is trying to be a hero!" His voice had that hard edge. The one he left on the Jolly Roger.
"Better than you, pirate!" She responded back.
They both stopped to catch their breath; their screaming match was over, along with something else. They had just reminded each other of what they really were.
"Bernadette…love…" Killian took a step toward her, but she wouldn't let him get close. Her dagger was out, poised to fight him off.
"Don't follow me, don't try to find me. If I ever see you again, I will stick this dagger where I should have put it years ago." Bernadette slid off her wedding ring and placed it on the table. "Good bye, Killian." She waked out of the house. She had one mission on her mind. Bernadette had to get her son back.
So people, here it is, in black and white, why Killian Jones and Bernadette are not True Love. Their pasts are too messed up and a nice quiet life only makes them antsy for adventure. And back to "Never Going To Let You Out Of My Sight". We need to save Henry and get back home. Where there will be even more crap coming. As usual.
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