~~~Emma P.O.V~~~

Slowly I followed my parents out of the boat suddenly feeling drained of all my energy and kinda nauseated though I put that down to the motion sickness of being on the boat for what seemed like forever even though I had passed out for most of it. However neither of those things that would normally bother me didn't all I could think about was the strange dream that had taken over in my dead to the world state. As weird as the dream was it was kind of nice, I wouldn't want it to happen for a few years but soon in the terms of time that wasn't very long. As we were walking to try find a place to stay my thoughts drifted back to my dream, unable to think about anything else other than the dream and Killian. I absent mindedly followed the others not really paying attention so when they stopped in front of me it shouldn't have really been a surprise that I walked straight into the back of David, and then consequently fell to the floor startling me out of my daze.

"Emma are you okay?" My mum asked rushing to my side to help me, me being me I just brushed her off sitting up rubbing my head where it hit the floor.

"I'm fine," I said, when in actual fact I needed a minute on the floor just so that when I stood up I wouldn't fall straight back over again.

"Emma you're not fine you just fell over and hit your head, you're obviously not fine," she replied pulling a tissue out her pocket and wiping the blood off my forehead. I started trying to regain my composure moving my head away wincing in pain when she touched my head.

"Just give me minute whilst you guys figure out where we are staying and I'll be fine by then," I replied grabbing the tissue as she was about to place it on my head, "I can sort myself out in that time."

"They are sorting it out Emma let me at least sit with you, I don't have to interfere with anything but if I'm over there I'll just be watching you anyway, I'm your mum let me take care of you," she told me putting on the authoritative voice that I'm sure all parents have and choice to put it on when they want you to know that they mean business.

"Fine help me sit up then I need something to lean against," I gave in and the next thing I knew Mary Margaret had sat down next to me and was helping me to sit up leaning against her. As soon as my back lifted off the ground I felt another wave of nausea and dizziness hit me. I let myself lean all my weight against her secretly hating that I had to rely on her because I fell over after being too lost in my mind to watch where I was walking.

"See accepting a little help from time to time ain't all that bad," before I could do anything she had taken the tissue from my clenched fist and had gently placed it back on my forehead. Breathing slowly and deeply I tried without much success to fight off my nausea.

"Right so if this place is Storybooke then surely our Loft should still be there so if some of us are happy to sleep on the couch then there will be enough room, and there is also Granny's or the equivalent here that we can use" David came over to explain looking at us sat on the floor.

"So what's the plan then?" I heard Mary Margaret ask I was going back into my mind again thinking about the dream.

"I think Regina, Robin and Gold are going to stay and Granny's and then Emma Henry you and I will stay at the loft" he explained again I just gave a nod showing that I was okay with the arrangement.

"Okay, Emma are you going to be okay to walk? I'm sure David can carry you there," this was getting embarrassing now, I know that my parents had never really been around me whilst I was sick but I did fine sorting it out by myself.

"Of course I'm going to be fine to walk, I'm not an invalid just had a dizzy spell, just help me up," I said reaching my hands out to meet his ready to get up. Slowly I felt my arms stretch as David pulled me up, unable to stop the forward momentum I fell into him. Feeling the nausea hit me again I quickly staggered over to wall and used it to stay upright.

"Emma are you okay?" I heard Regina come over now from observing everything, why did everyone have to kick up a fuss it would pass in a minute if I could just have one minute to myself. I waved my hand out and gave them a thumbs up and signalled for them to just give me minute, however it was almost as if the movement pushed my composure over the edge and I could no longer push it away.

Grabbing onto the wall I felt myself bend at the middle, my free arm involuntarily wrapping itself around my torso as my body emptied the contents of my stomach onto the floor.

"Emma!" I heard three voices shout then felt three pairs of hands each trying to aid me in their own way. One pulled my hair from my face quickly pulling it into a messy bun, the second rubbing my back trying to soothe me and the third putting their hands on my shoulders making sure I stayed upright.

As soon as I knew that I wasn't going to throw up again I pushed the hands off me and leaned against the wall closing my eyes.

"Emma? What's going on with you, you said you never get sick and you know there are no doctors in the underworld," Mary Margaret asked not getting the message that I didn't want to be mothered right now.

"Yes I know I said that but I guess I got a stomach bug it's not a big deal, let's just go to the loft and then I can sleep it off," I replied going to step forward and start walking towards the loft, however this didn't go as planned as I staggered sideways into David who swiftly picked me up in his arms.

"If sleep is what you need then its what you get and this is the quickest way to get there, regroup our place eight o'clock tomorrow morning and then we can discuss a plan," David called walking away to the loft. I guess I was more exhausted than I thought as I fell asleep in his arms.

~~~Hook P.O.V~~~

All I could think about was Emma, and how i left her and would never get to see her again. I had so many plans for our future to eventually settle down together get married and have a few beautiful sweet innocent kids. That had always been my dream at first I wanted it with Milah but now I knew my heart belonged to Emma.

I groaned attempting to sit up using every last little bit of effort i had left from the beatings Hades had been lashing out, I got through them with the thought that one day I would see Emma again, when the unfortunate time came that her life would end and just hope she hadn't found someone else.

"You're not going to overcome him," a voice rang out from across the room, well I guess you could call it a room.

"And how the bloody hell do you know that?" I questioned her back.

"Because many have tried and all died in the process, or just given up hope and been killed," the voice rang out again, obviously being here for a long time.

"Maybe that because they never had someone who was willing to work with them," I replied again, somehow I was going to get back to Emma, she was all I wanted in life and in death. I heard her about to reply but then stopping herself as she heard footsteps echoing down the stairs. Our host was here.

"Well well well Killian I have some good news and some bad news to tell you," he teased and mocked me trying to get a reaction, I had learnt to hold my tongue and therefore not get a beating, this way I could build my strength up for the upcoming battle.

"The good it can overshadow the bad," I replied trying to remain optimistic like Snow always did, no matter what.

"The good news is that you have a rescue party here to save you, including your girlfriend and her family, the bad is that you are all going to end up dead," I almost choked when he said that, Emma was not supposed to follow me here, she was supposed to live out her life and not spend it mourning over me. I guess I should have known better.

"Please Hades kill me or send me to hell but not them let them go unharmed," I pleaded with him, if he didn't agree which I doubt he would it would only strengthen my resolve to escape this place.

"Oh and why would I do that?" he retorted walking back to where ever it was that he spent his time down here, "oh and congratulations by the way, Emma is with child," and with that he sauntered off leaving me to try process his words.