AN: Another one-shot! Looks like this is going to be a fic of unrelated one-shots seeing as this particular one was inspired by 4.04. Once I got going I couldn't stop. It's angsty, so...hope those who read enjoy! ~Kate
He thought that by being honest, all he's ever been with his love, that his wrong doings (blackmailing the Crocodile, aiding the same man in ridding him of his enemy) would be forgiven. And they were. She understood, as she always does.
But it wasn't enough, knowing that his honesty saved his relationship with Emma.
Killian pushed his luck by going to Belle anyway. The lass needed to know what genuine scum she'd married and in the process he destroyed Rumpelstiltskin and Belle's marriage. It was but a small price to pay for a perfectly clean slate with his Swan.
He watches now, helplessly, as the monster he's loathed for so many years raise his dagger threateningly at Emma, and because he's been entrapped by a magical cage, he can't do a damn thing to help her.
"If you go after my love, you will surely lose yours."
He'd assumed the bloody Crocodile meant something less literal. He told Belle the truth about Rumpelstiltskin so he (expecting something along those same lines) quickly came clean about punching Will (repeatedly) and aiding the Dark One in one of his schemes.
Never did he think he'd physically go after Emma…but of course he would. It made sense. It's happened before, after all.
He lost Milah to the Dark One wanting revenge. It didn't matter that she was Bae's mother. He murdered her. It doesn't matter that Emma is Henry's mother. He's about to do the same.
History is going to repeat itself.
He cries Emma's name when he watches her get slammed against an old crate. However, his screaming is for not - the monster has an invisible barrier surrounding him, a soundproof box. He's completely trapped and until the Dark One drops the magic encompassing him, he isn't going anywhere.
Emma scrambles to her feet and lifts her hands up to fend off the attack, to use her magic. She looks dazed but determined, quickly coming back to her senses and poising for a fight. Pride surges through him, though it's short lived when dagger suddenly disappears from Rumpelstiltskin's hand. It reappears mere inches from her body, and suddenly it flies through the air and into her abdomen.
And then he watches the dagger dig into Emma's abdomen and Killian swears his heart stops just as the magic keeping him in place fades away and then he bolts, dropping to his knees and catching his love in his arms just as her knees buckle out from beneath her.
"K-Killian?"
There's so much blood, too much for a person to be able to live without, so he throws his hand over wound - not daring to remove the weapon for fear of making it worse - and attempting to staunch the flow.
"Shh, love you're going to be just fine."
Her eyes are losing their light, and he feels panic swiftly begin to consume him and tears burn furiously in his own as he begs her to stay with him.
And then her head lulls lifelessly to the side and he feels like someone has just taken his heart and crushed it to dust.
"I told you what would happen if you defied me, dearie."
His head snaps up and finds the Dark One holding his dagger, blood dripping off the end and Killian can't withhold the tortured cry that escapes his lips.
"Kilian!"
He shoots up, panting as though he's run a marathon, his heart slamming like a well-bred steed inside his chest and feels someone gripping at his bicep. He chances a look to his left, and a lump lodges inside of his throat at finding his Swan, safe and whole, lying beside him.
"You alright?" she asks, concern in her voice and on her face. "You're shaking."
"No, love, I'm not…but I will be." He turns and captures her lips, cradling her face with his hand and wrapping his other arm around her waist. Their mouths move in perfect time together and he dreads the thought of his dream becoming a reality.
He's not going to do a damn thing, he thinks, it might have only been a nightmare, but he'd be a bloody fool to chance actually carrying out his previous idea to exact another blackmail scheme.
Those words though, continue to ring in his head.
"If you go after my love, you will surely lose yours."
He'd rather do the Dark One's bidding for the rest of his life, than to risk doing anything that could endanger Emma's life.
No.
He's not going to do a damn thing.
AN: As if I could actually kill off one of them. Thanks so much for reading, & please review! ~Kate
