Rating: T

Spoilers: 4x08-9

Summary: Killian has finished collecting magic for the hat and goes to Gold to face his fate. Gold has told him that it is his last day and at sunset he will have to kill Emma using his hook. Henry had figured out that Killian is missing his Heart and started Operation Codfish. They know he has his heart, Henry found Emma's phone, Cure has been found but if not administered within one hour effects are permanent.

This is really turning into a monster. Just want to cover all loose ends, I hope.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but my love for the show.

Regina had offered to take the night shift, insisting that only she would feel comfortable with the potion needs, 'this is no time for armatures Miss Swan'. David had at least offered to bring her a coffee when he came in to take over in the morning. Regina and Gold and made a good start on the potion. It needed hair from Mary-Margaret and David coiled together, like the first time Gold made it. The light glowed bright purple flecked with shimmering glints, as before. The same happened with hair from Emma and Henry, the light being sea-foam green in colour. It was a sight to behold. While Regina was working on the rest of the potion, Emma had noticed a lack of Killian and Gold, but was put at ease when he texted and Rumple returned. Until she had his heart, she would have to play along and act normal.

Most of the town had been contacted before it got too late, the few who were missed or un-contactable by phone were tobe told by someone in person, Leroy and the rest of the dwarves stepping up to the plate. Precautions were made, each town member made sure not to be to close to one another. Henry would be locked and protected in the Mayors office, Mary-Margaret and David in the jail cells at the station so they could be close by. Regina would be in her vault and Killian by the docks. Gold would be making his own provisions for himself and his wife.

Once all had gone and she had left Regina at the station for the night. She began to worry about Killian again. It had been hours since anyone had seen him, leaving Elsa at Grannies after they ate. Emma left her parents, brother and son at home to seek out her missing pirate. Henry gave her a worried look and understood completely. She ran around town, the dock and the woods but was unable to find him anywhere. Feeling lost and alone Emma sensed that he was here, that he was alive. (Unknown to her, he was underneath her, making his way through the catacombs searching for Maleficent.) Sometime later she returned home, it was getting late and becoming unsafe to be out on her own with all going on in town. Hoping to find solace in the book in her room, she crashed on the mattress. Everyone one else already down for the night, even Neal was sleeping.

She made a good start with the book. Closing her eyes and focusing, it appeared on the bed in her hands. Boom! Reminded of that night at the diner while dealing with Zelena, she knew something was off. Killian had been different then, not quite the same but still, it hurt that this was happening again.

While at dinner Henry had told her everything that had happen in the shop, missing no detail so she could find away to get through the enchantment. She found the spell easy enough, just thinking and it found the right page for her. The book it's self however took a while to get used to. Every time she thought of something else the pages would flip, always landing on the one, Enchanted Hearts. After a few attempts she got the hang of it. It wouldn't be simple counter spell to perform, especially on her own. She took some time to practice the counter spell, unsure it would work. Practice was one thing but she couldn't tell if she had worked with no way to test it. Lost in her self-doubt she remember her phone that Henry had found. She had put it on charge before leaving. Taking the phone had all but confirmed Gold guilt in her eyes. When turned it on she was bombarded with alerts, looking through the missed call and texts from when she had run away. Deleting most without reading, she went though her voice mails quickly, deleting those no longer needed. Her breath caught in her throat at the sound of his broken voice.

'Swan, it's Killian again. You have to listen to me. I know that you've been to see Gold. I saw what you did. And if he's promised to get rid of your powers, don't listen to him. He doesn't want to help you. He wants... he wants to collect your powers in a bloody magic hat. And when he does, you'll be sucked in, too. I-I don't know what he's planning, but I know that he's been lying to Belle. The dagger he gave her is a fake. I only know all this because... because I'm afraid I've been lying to you, too. Gold blackmailed me into helping him. He knew. He knew I'd do whatever it takes to be with you, and he used it against me. I just wanted to be a better man for you, Swan. But I failed. And now because of that, I might lose you. I'm sorry. But I hope you never forgive me because that means that you'll get this in time to save yourself. Goodbye.'

The message broke her heart. She was torn, broken, defeated. He had never sounded so broken, even the incident at the ice cave had not held the emotion this had. She was angry at herself for making him feel like he was not good enough for her, always pushing him, holding back. Her Mom was right, those walls she had built, that had protected her for so long had kept him out as well. Yet angry at him fueled her for dealing with the lying wrench to begin with, he of all people should know better. The man only dealt in lies. Sadness, an cold aching feeling at his words and the emotion behind them. The manor that must have been the night he took it. Replying the message over and over, still unable to fully digest his words. She should have known when she went to Gold for help that his solution to her magic was too easy. Collecting power in a magic hat...Magic Hat. Emma recalled reading about something in passing last night. A Magic hat with no known name; it collects magic and look an awful lot like one from a really old Disney film. Scrabbling back to the book, thinking of that night and what she read.

The pages moved and found the information in question. The passage was only small, a few lines at that.

'Magic Hat with no name: Know to most at The Sorcerer's Hat or His Hat. Last know to be under the protection His Apprentice's. Created as a way to even the magical balance in all the realms and held those deemed unworthy of their magic. The hat can absorb the power of any magical creature before it, locking it in the enchanted sky within. It is theorized that if enough magic can stored, that power can be channeled to forge or break even the strongest of bonds only during an act of great evil.'

Emma sighed, not much more information than in the message, though the last lines gave her something to ponder. What are you up to Gold? Great Evil. Ingrid's spell, an act of great evil. He was going to wait until the spell hit the town to break his bind to the dagger. She couldn't think out it now, she had time. Sleep first then, she would save his ass, then kill him or kiss him, both seemed equally good. Something was different, the book was not the same as last night. The same eerie scrawl from before had appeared below.

'Mine'

Emma had always had a tingling feeling when with and touching the book. It felt alive, a faint air of intelligence, willing to aid her. Her mind ran to Killian again, how he gave her the same feeling of encouragement. The book moved again to fall on the pages that hurt her the most. The soft flow of that script wound fresh letters next to a magical image of an enchanted heart.

'Believe Miss Swan'

Is it trying to tell me something? Giving herself to the book. Fine tell me, I have had enough with the crap! The pages turned again landing a teleportation spell to find someone with an item of theirs similar to the locator potion.

'The spell takes the caster within ten feet of the person in question. It is a very little known spell as it can only be cast by the most powerful of light magic users.'

This was it. If there was no way to know where his heart is or would be and Gold needed to wait until the spell arrive, she had time. As the spell hit, Elsa would get the potion in the clouds saving the town leaving Emma time to surprise Gold and take back what was hers. With these thoughts of protection for the man who refused to leave her side, she could feel her magic growing within her. Light started to emanate from her palms. It was different from last time, she didn't fear it, letting it flow through her, calming her broken nerves. If she needed to believe, she would. She would believe in herself, in him, in them. Us. For the first time in days she felt she could sleep peacefully. Glowing dim, the energy of the day have finally gone and unable to keep her eyes open any longer, Emma fell asleep. The words 'Believe Miss Swan' burned into every thought.

Present Day

Belle had found him in the alley after leaving the shop. It was not like the Captain to lose his pirate exterior so publicly. It was strange to see him in the shop at this hour or in the shop at all for that matter. It must have been bad, she felt her normal urge to help someone in need kick in, Pirate or not. Walking over to him, she could see that his hand was over his chest, holding hard to the fabric of his chest, gasping in pain. Belle ran over, dropping to her knees.

'Hook. Are you all right?' She moved to run a hand to his shoulder, he flinched out of her reach, masking the pain on his face.

'Nothing a night with your lovely self wouldn't cure?' Detecting the distain in his voice at the offer, she tried to reach him again. Hook bent over in pain again, hand grabbing his chest. 'Lass just leave me be.'

Belle knew what this was. Seeing it in person was so much worse than what she had read about it in so many books. It looked like his heart was missing and being used in a painful manner.

'Hook have yo-'

'Don't lass please.' The pleading in his voice pulled at her, breaking at times with the pain. He started to relax and come to. His head hung down. 'Just leave.'

'No Hook if you have done something-' Belle pulled back, standing pointing down at him. She tried to show comfort in her voice but it was louder than she expected. It didn't matter too much as it was early and there looked to be no one around.

'I have done nothing.' He bolted to his feet, fueled by anger. She could see why he had such a violent reputation looking every bit like the man who came to her jail cell all those years ago. This man was scary. His eyes had flashed dark as he pointed to the floor. He seem to freeze in place his anger retreating so quick she could almost get whiplash. 'I'm sorry lass.' Hook lifted his head, gesturing behind her. As she turned he moved quicker than she had seen any man. His hand covering her mouth preventing her from screaming while his hook started to dig into her neck. His breath sent sick shivers down her spine. 'Truly Lass, I am sorry.'

What! This was not what people said when they kidnapped you. He dragged he back to the shop and throwing her through the door, following slowly behind.

'Your wife as requested oh Dark One.' Bending in a mocking bow, waving his wrist as he bent. The world around Belle was falling down around her. Why was Rumple getting a man to kidnap her, he detested him, why get him bring her back to the shop. Why was the Captain even doing it. Then it hit her. Rumple had his heart. He had lied to her. Promised to stop his old ways. Tears fell from her face at the betrayal.

'You lied to me. How could you?.' Turning to find his eyes, needed to see his face as he spoke and proved what she hope was not true. She pulled the dagger and raised it out in front of her husband. 'Give his back his heart, I command thee.' She wished she didn't have to do this. The look in his eyes told her she had lost him.

'I'm sorry Belle, I am doing this for us. You will understand later I promise'

Belle lunged forward and lost her footing on new ground. She was not in the same place as before. Looking around she seemed to be in an old style house, in a living room that looked so familiar. The room was dark, the only light came through the large bay windows. The view took her breath away as she ran to it, placing her hands on the glass. It was the shop, but it was huge. Taking it all iand looking at the room once more, it clicked as to where she was. She was in the doll's house. Screaming and banging on the panes, Belle could see Rumple brandishing his cane, striking down, Hook falling to his knee in pain. How could her Rumple be so cruel. He had changed for her. Had he changed for her?

'Belle'

Turning and grabbing the nearest thing to hand, which happened to be a candlestick, she brandished it pointing towards the noise. squinting in the dark she made out a familiar figure.

'Anna'

One Hour Before Sunset

If Killian was honest, if he could have picked what to do on his last day with Emma this would be pretty close, amorous activities aside. Granted he would not choose to be in his position and the start of the day had not gone well and did not look to get much better. That being said, all of this had begun in the woods on an adventure and it seemed only right that he would spend his last hours doing the same. Not content with casting the spell, the Queen had set more of her ice creations to terrorize the town. Snow, Robin and Regina had stayed with the potion while himself, Swan, Elsa and The Ice Bucket took to the town, picking up some helper along the way. It had been exhilarating. He was impressed by the princes skills with a blade, they had not dulled over time. Unwilling to be out done, he still made time for a witty battle of words with Emma before everyone told him to shut up, causing her to blush further.

As they spilt off from the group, having all given heartfelt well wishes to Henry, the lad surprised him by running back to him, given him a hug, pulling him down to whisper words of wisdom in his ear. 'Believing in even the possibility of a happy ending is a very powerful thing. Remember that.' The lad was wise well before his years. Emma's eyes filled with pride hearing the words of hope from her son, the Charming's were almost hopeful to a fault.

They walked to the docks together, taking their time, unable to talk about what was to come. Their finger entwined together, both squeezing tight. Killian felt nothing. He knew that he should. He knew he loved her, what love was and how to covey it, but the feeling, that spark at a simple touch, that flutter in the chest as your heart skips a beat, that missing piece was gone.

At reaching the end of the pier he finally took in her face. The alabaster skin of her cheeks flushed pale pink. Her golden locks waved in the breeze, a wayward cure falling over her face. Reaching out the tuck it behind her ear she took his hand in hers, leaning into his touch. This is what he wanted all along, just this, closing his eyes as he felt the soft skin of her lips peppering small kisses on his palm before gentle releasing her grip. He lingered by her cheek before moving the curl behind her ear drawing her lips to his.

It was the briefest of kisses. He never gave so little yet hoped for so much from this kiss. It hurt to do it but it was his last hope. The next time he saw her would not end well for either of them. He willed everything into that one touch. Every hope, every will, every dream, into this one moment. Drawing back and looking into her eyes, dreading what he might see, he was surprise to find her smirking back at him. Leaning in so close he could feel her intoxicating breath.

'Try something new, Killian.'

Pulling back in shock, searching her eyes, calling on every way of reading her he had collected over time to look at his Swan. Seeing deep into her pool of green, he saw it. She knew. Gods she knew. His Swan, his Emma had done it. The smile on his face didn't drop. He felt no need, no unrelenting drive to inform the Crocodile. He couldn't understand how this was happening. Before given time to ponder more her lips were on his.

An explosion of fireworks filled Killian's chests as her lips plundered his. Like he had in Neverland he failed to react, caught in the shock of it all. Coming to his senses, instinct kicking in, he responded with vigour, pillaging her mouth. He pressed his hook to her back, drawing her in closer. The strange heat he had at part of the day returned full force. It filled him with light tingle growing in his chest, flowing out to the very tips of his fingers and toes, feeling like love, not so strong but there. Growing in passion, this kiss was greedy, both fighting for dominance. If this was to be their last true kiss, he would make it something worth remembering, (the death kiss would never count.) Emma have never given herself to him like this. Flashes of more pleasurable activities ran through his mind before pulling free from her for air.

Foreheads pressed together, eyes closed, he took in deep gulps of air, every breath filled with her scent, vanilla, cinnamon and a faint smell of a freshly stock powder room. Her hands took his again, placing another few kisses on his palm. Moving it down she had his lips again. Softer this time, one hand playing in his hair right at the spot that made him crumble. So lost in his ministration, he was to late to notice and stop the metal that snapped round his wrist.

'You really do like these things don't you, Love?' Chuckling at being caught off guard by this bloody women again. 'Go get him Swan.' Opening his eyes to catch hers one last time and letting go of his hook at her back. She lent in placing one last peck on the lips before running back into town. His eyes followed her until she was out of sight. Running his hand over his lips and then down to his chest. Why had he not received the urge to report this to the Crocodile and what was this feeling he had when with her. That hope that he had pushed down for days, that had all but died this morning was in full inferno mode. She knew and she had a plan. Try something knew.' He had, he did and he always would.

Don't hope too much, I have much worse things plan for these two yet. Let the fun begin! Mwahhhhh

Not so sure about the Belle bit i find it difficult to get her. I had this so many way but they just didn't feel right. Please be kind.

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