Emma stayed exactly where she was, frozen in fear for her daughter's wellbeing. Killian ran past Snow and sprinted up the stairs, his chest begging for air by the time he reached the final step. Hoping this was all a dream, he pushed the guest bedroom door open to find an empty bed - Emma's baby blanket, which was passed down to Leia after she constantly cried for it, was still spread out on the bed.

"No...no," Killian whispered to himself and took a second to collect his thoughts before heading back downstairs. His head was aching like it never had before and the pit in his stomach was making him sick.

"Where's Emma?!" He asked in a panicked tone when he walked into the living room only to find Snow sitting there, tears filling her eyes.

"Um," the shakiness in Snow's voice was apparent, "She ran out without saying anything. David and Henry went after her. I...I wanted to," a tear ran down her cheek and she quickly wiped it away, "I have to stay home with Neal. He's asleep."

Without a second thought, Killian grabbed his dark washed jean jacket from the coat hanger, and pulled the front door open.

"Killian."

He turned back to face his mother-in-law, trying to hide his eyes so she would not see how scared he truly was, "Find her," she whispered, "Bring Leia back."

With that, Killian ran down the house steps and hopped in their car, not even bothering to buckle in his seatbelt until well into the drive. He drove across town and down Main Street, trying to keep all his focus towards finding Emma; he knew that if he let his mind slip into thoughts about his daughter he would not be able to handle it. His heart practically skipped a beat when he spotted David's truck parked at the curb and the library lights turned on. Emma.

"Emma, you have to stop!" Killian could hear David's pleading cries before he even set foot in the library, a million thoughts crossing his mind. He ran up the stairs following the voices all the way up until the third level where he found Emma rabidly sifting through books, not caring whether or not they fell onto the floor. While Henry helped her by looking through several books on the other side of the room, David was trying to calm her down but Emma's mind was set on one thing - Leia - and there was nothing stopping her.

"Emma," Killian said in low voice, approaching the scene slowly from behind.

David sighed in relief, "We have to stop her."

Killian could feel the vibrations of his heart pounding hard against his chest throughout the entirety of his body, "What's she doing?!"

David shrugged and ran his hand over his eyes, "I don't know. What I do know is that we should be out there looking for Leia."

"Emma, sweetheart," it took every bit of him to try and make his voice sound as low and calming as possible when in reality, his world was spinning.

"Hey," Killian muttered as he came up behind her, resting his hand and hook on her shoulders, "Luv, what are you doing?"

Now that he was close enough to touch her, Killian could hear Emma's heavy panting, "I have to find it," was all that she managed to say in between breaths.

"Find what?"

"It has to be in here somewhere!" Her entire demeanor was frantic; there were only three other times when Emma had acted this way - once when Henry bit into Regina's poisoned apple turnover, another time when Chernabog threatened Leia's life when Emma was still pregnant with her, and when Killian died before she turned him into a Dark One all those years ago in Camelot; all three times she was fighting to protect the people she loves most in the world.

"What does? What are you talking about?" Killian attempted but failed to gently pull her away from the bookshelf.

"They," Emma's voice cracked, "They took her and there has to be," she sobbed but did not stop looking, "There has to be something here that can help us."

"Swan," Killian whispered, his heart shattering into a million pieces at the sight of his wife being so distraught, "Emma," he repeated himself but after she gave him no response he took it upon himself to finally put an end to this. He pulled her closer to him and turned her around, wrapping his arms tightly around her body, her face resting against his chest.

Emma fought his embrace by pushing him away, "Let me go, Killian! Our daughter's gone!"

He continued to hold her tight until she relaxed in his arms, giving into his comforting warmth. She sobbed louder and louder against his chest but Killian knew that there was nothing he could say to make her feel better so he decided to just hold her as she found the crook of his neck to hide her face. Killian rubbed her back, soothing her violent cries; his own tears had now began staining his cheeks.

Emma sighed and looked up at Killian, her bottom lip still quivering, "Killian, if something's happened...if she-"

He lowered his face down to meet hers, resting their foreheads together, "Shhh," he whispered, "Let's just go find our daughter."


Knowing that Snow was their best tracker, Emma and Killian forced Henry to stay home and look after Neal while they went out to look for Leia. They were all still utterly distraught but knew that they needed to focus all of their energies on doing whatever it took to find her, so they pushed their feelings aside.

"Mom, dad, let me help. I'm the author, I can surely help in some way," Henry whined.

"Henry. Please," Emma could not afford to worry about anything but Leia's safety right now and having Henry at home was the only way her mind could focus solely on that.

"But," he started until Killian cut him off.

"Henry, I think you're old enough to know that this is the best place for you to be right now," Killian explained in a stern voice, then he softened his tone, "Your mom and I need to find your sister and we can't be worrying about you being put in possible danger as well."

"Fine," he agreed.

"Thanks, kid. I love you," Emma offered him a weak smile and got on her tippy toes to kiss his forehead before heading out the door, Snow and David right on her heels. Killian made sure to give his son a tight hug before following the rest of his family outside.

"We should check around the house first," Emma suggested, pulling on her coat since nights in Storybrooke tended to be more chilly than in Boston, no matter the time of year.

"Agreed," added David as he and Killian took the lead.

Before Emma followed them, Snow pulled her by the arm to get her attention, "Hey," she whispered.

"Yeah?"

"We're gonna find her."

Emma scoffed, "Mom, I know you're trying to help but I'm really not in the mood for a hope speech right now." Her voice sounded distant, almost cold.

Snow simply smiled at her, "That's fair. But we will find her. Remember that."

Emma nodded her head slowly and quickly caught up to David and Killian knowing that if she spent another second talking to her mother about Leia she would burst into yet another crying fit.

As the night progressed, their hopes of finding Leia slowly began diminishing, although Snow was still positive they would find her soon, all safe and sound. Several minutes into their search, they were joined by Regina, Mark, and Zelena. The darkness that creeped over Storybrooke's poorly lit streets made it twice as hard for Snow to find any signs of footprints but after not finding any, even after checking half of the town, Emma was convinced that trying to track her without using magic was pointless.

"Regina, maybe you should invest some of that town budget on better street lights," Zelena commented sarcastically, making both Mark and David chuckle. It was nice that someone was able to break the tense atmosphere with some humor, although both Emma and Killian's minds were somewhere else entirely and consequently barely even noticed Zelena's comment.

"Yeah, Madame Mayor," added David earning a death glare from Regina in response.

"Alright, I think it's about time we use magic," Emma exclaimed, "We should have used it as soon as Leia went missing. If something happened to her during these last few hours and we could have prevented it, I will never forgive myself."

Regina rolled her eyes, "I told you - we have no idea what the hell is going on. Using magic could make things a lot worse depending on what's happened to her."

"I don't care," Emma was over it, "I'm done doing this the hard way. I need to find my daughter. Now."

"Emma, maybe-," Snow agreed with Regina; using magic could be the turning point in sabotaging the situation even further.

"I agree with my Emma," Killian said, "We've been at this for hours and nothing. I think it's time we use that Savior magic to our advantage. What do you say, Swan?"

Emma's lips twitched up into a shy smile and she nodded her head, keeping eye contact with her husband the entire time.

"So, are you going to help me, or shall I do this myself?"

"Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you," Regina sighed, "As you know, you need something of Leia's for the spell to work."

"Yeah," Emma muttered, "I know, but um," she checked her jean pockets as well as her coat pockets and Killian did the same, "Everything's back at the house. I guess we should go back there."

"That's a waste of time," Zelena exclaimed, "You're her parents. Your blood should work just fine."

Emma and Killian let out united sighs of relief, thankful they did not have to waste even more time going back to the Charmings' house. Emma stepped up towards Regina, but Killian stopped her, "Let me, luv," and in one swift move, he pricked his finger with his hook, allowing a drop of blood to roll down his finger.

Regina lifted her hand over the dark red blood and a shining light suddenly appeared on the surface of her palm. Killian winced from the unexpected sting.

"There," Regina said, "Hook will now lead us straight to your daughter."

For a quick second, a spark of hope was visible in Emma's glistening eyes, making both her parent's smile from ear to ear. Killian reached his arm out towards Emma and she held on to his hook as they lead the way towards wherever their daughter was to be found.


The spell lead them deep into the woods and after a while of walking into what seemed like a never-ending maze, Emma was beginning to grow doubtful.

"Are you sure this is working?"

"Yes," Regina and Zelena answered simultaneously.

"Blood magic is the strongest of all. It'll work," Regina seemed more confident than ever.

"Be patient, sweetie," David suggested, but Emma was over being patient. She was tired of walking around mindlessly for hours on end with no results. Her heart ached to hold her daughter in her arms. She would give anything to be in her place right now. The thought of Leia, out there alone, and probably scared out of her mind, was enough to send continuous chills down her spine.

"Wait," Killian stopped in his tracks, looking around.

"What?" Emma asked and everyone else was just as confused, "Killian?"

"Do you hear that? Listen."

Emma listened as hard as she could but the only thing that she could hear was a low hoot from a nearby owl and the rustling of the wind. Right as she was about to give up, she picked up on something else. It was faint, merely discernable, but it was there - muffled cries in the distance.

"Oh my God. Leia," she whispered and Killian pulled her by the arm towards the noise, the group following shortly behind.

Not even a mile later, they found themselves by a small creek. To their surprise, especially considering how often they had explored these woods before, they never knew this creek existed. On the other side of the water, a handful of feet away, laid a small body - Leia's body. She was lying face up, the water covering most of her tiny limbs.

"Leia!" The toddler's parents screamed in unison and ran over to her, not caring about stepping in the frigid water with shoes and all.

"Oh my God," was all Emma kept repeating as she picked up her daughter's almost limp body, cradling her close.

"Is she awake?!" David asked, running towards them.

"Emma, is she okay?!" Snow panted, as she, along with the rest of the group, kneeled down around them.

No matter how hard Killian tried, he could no longer keep the pain away and he sobbed into Emma's shoulder as she held Leia as tight as she could, trying to keep her warm. The icy water had caused her limbs to turn pale and the skin around her lips was blue. The toddler fought hard to keep her eyes open but she was indescribably weak and it was becoming impossible to do so.

Emma covered her mouth with one of her hands, holding up Leia with the other, and let out a relieved yet aching cry.

"Mo-Mommy," Leia whimpered, genuine fear masking her face, "Daddy," her body and lips began to tremble uncontrollably, "It...it huwts," she managed to whisper before her eyes became far too heavy for her to keep open.

Emma could hardly look at her daughter without the knot at the back of her throat making it difficult for her to breathe. Her lungs felt like they were being crushed by the weight of the world and her tears were making it difficult to see straight. She had to be strong, for Leia's sake. How did this happen? Just a few days ago they were back in Boston leading a relatively normal and utterly happy life and now they were here, holding their daughter as she shook in pain. How did they get here?

"It's okay, little love, mommy and daddy are here," Killian said in a low voice, biting his bottom lip to keep from sobbing aloud, "Stay with us, princess, c'mon," he kissed the top of her head over and over again.

Seconds later, Emma, Killian, Leia, and the rest of the group were surrounded by a layer of smoke; Emma had used magic to get them to the hospital.


Whale was suddenly pulling Leia from Emma's arms, a task proven to be almost impossible as Emma did not want to let go, not even for a single second. He carried the toddler over to one of the empty, private rooms and instructed the nurse to close the door and shut the blinds but neither Killian and Emma were having it.

"We're not leaving!" Emma's mood quickly went from devastated to furious.

"We're not leaving her alone," Killian added.

Before the nurse could try again, Whale told her to drop it; he knew exactly how hardheaded this couple could be.

"You both can stay but you have to let me do my job, alright? Don't get in my way."

Emma and Killian nodded in utter understanding and let Whale move around the hospital room freely, performing dozens of tests all at once. Leia's parents stood at her side the entire time, Emma holding her hand tight, as they kept an eye on her breathing. She looked weaker than anyone Emma or Killian had ever seen and were paranoid that she would stop breathing the second they looked away. When Whale went to take Leia's blood pressure manually, she screamed in agonizing pain, causing Emma to turn around and hide her face in Killian's neck, unable to withstand seeing her child in so much discomfort. Killian could feel her tears rolling down his neck, down to his shirt so he wrapped his arm around her, comforting her as much as he could while also taking her place in holding Leia's hand.

"Her arm's broken," Whale confirmed seconds later. Emma sniffled, still looking away, and Killian tightened his grip around her.

"I'll do an x-ray to see where exactly, but other than that, she seems okay. A bit dehydrated and bruised, but she'll be fine."

When Emma felt comfortable enough to look back at the doctor and at her daughter, she whispered, "I can fix it," each bruise she noticed while looking up and down at Leia's arms and legs felt like a stab to her heart, "With magic. I can make it all go away."

Killian shook his head almost instantly, "No, luv," he sighed, "At least not yet. We have to figure out what's happening with Leia before we use any more magic on or around her. It could be doing more harm than good."

Emma brushed her fingertips over the bigger bruise on Leia's left arm as a single tear ran down her cheek, "Yeah. Okay."

Whale nodded, "Why don't you guys wait out there," he pointed towards the waiting room where the rest of their family and friends were anxiously awaiting news, "Until we finish the x-ray?"

Emma's body hardened, immediately starting to panic. Killian pulled her close.

"I promise she'll be fine," he assured the worried parents, "And I'll come get you as soon as I finish."

"She can hear us, right?" Emma asked, not taking her eyes off of Leia.

"Yes, she's only asleep. Whatever happened must have taken a huge toll on her body."

Killian winced at those words. What the hell had happened to his daughter? What could have caused her this much damage? Why was she out there alone? In that precise moment, he promised himself he would go to the ends of the Earth to figure out what happened to Leia and he was surely going to make whoever was responsible pay. No one, no one, hurts his family and gets away with it.

Emma bent down and kissed Leia's forehead followed by her cheek, "We'll be right back, princess. Mommy loves you more than anything."

Killian could not help but smile at his wife's tenderness towards his daughter - they truly were his whole world. He placed a soft kiss on her forehead, "We'll see you soon, little love."

Before they joined everyone, they were in desperate need of a quiet moment. Just the two of them where they could collect their thoughts and de-stress; Killian pulled her into a smaller, more intimate waiting room.

"Killian-," Emma's sobs were barely audible. She felt as if the room was spinning, becoming more and more nauseous with each passing second.

"It's okay, darling. I'm right here," he pulled her onto his lap and wrapped his arms around her shaking body, softly resting his lips against her temple.

"Leia," she whispered weakly, "She...," Emma was suddenly overcome with an overwhelming sensation of pure dread. She lost every bit of strength she had left and allowed her body to collapse in Killian's embrace.

"I know," he sighed and kissed the top of her head, breathing her scent in; it took every bit of willpower to keep his tears at bay. They stayed like that, wallowing in each other's presence, for what felt like an eternity, although it was only really a few minutes.

When they felt a bit more ready, they walked, hand in hand, out into the waiting room, Snow and David quickly sprinting to their feet as soon as they caught a glimpse of them.

"How is she?!" David's eyes were tired; he was obviously sick with worry.

Emma shrugged her shoulders, "As best as she can be. Considering."

"She has a broken arm," Killian added, trying to blink away the tears already starting to form again in his eyes, "A few bruises. And she's really tired."

Snow gasped, "A broken arm?! What the hell happened out there?"


Leia had been released from the hospital two days later and being back at Emma's parents' house had never felt better. The stress from the accident had not completely worn off yet, as they still did not know exactly what had happened, but both Emma and Killian felt better knowing their daughter was back to her spunky self.

"Mommy, I want my blanket," Leia whined as Emma laid beside her on the bed. Lately, Emma had been more exhausted than ever and whether it was the stress finally starting to catch up to her or just the lack of sleep in general, she could feel her body start to shut down so she had been taking naps along with Leia ever since the hospital.

"Daddy's coming now, he'll bring it," Emma assured her daughter.

They had tried to act as normal as possible since they got Leia back, not wanting to accidentally trigger a negative memory, but Emma knew they would soon have to bring it up. Not knowing what had happened was driving both Emma and Killian insane and if it had anything to do with the new prophecy and the final battle, they had to know in case it could help in any way. Killian soon came up the stairs and smiled when he saw them cuddled in bed.

"Ah, my two favorite girls," he handed Leia her blanket, "Do you have space for one more Jones?"

Leia giggled and nodded her head enthusiastically, shuffling her and her mom to the side so Killian could fit. He laid on his side being careful to not squish Leia, and faced Emma, who was staring at Leia's arm cast with glossy eyes.

"Hey," he mumbled, "You okay?"

"Yeah," she nodded her head, snapping out of it, "I just remember sometimes and...you know."

Killian offered her a weak smile and stretched his hand over Leia to cup Emma's face, brushing his thumb over her cheek, "I love you," he then turned his attention towards Leia and kissed the tip of her nose, "I love you both so much."

Emma bit her bottom lip, her cheeks flushed, "We love you too."

"A whole lot," Leia nodded her head quickly, utterly sure of herself, making both her parents chuckle.

"Hey Leia," Emma cleared her throat and looked over to Killian before she continued. He knew exactly what she was thinking without her having to even say it. He gave her an encouraging nod, "Do you remember how this," she pointed to Leia's cast, "Happened?" Emma scrunched her face, almost not wanting to hear the answer.

Leia shrugged her shoulders and played with her blanket, "I don't know. I was in the woom and then I went to the woods." She said this so casually, almost as if it did not bother her at all, leaving her parents stunned.

Killian frowned, not totally satisfied with her answer, "But did someone take you there, sweetheart?"

The toddler shook her head, "I did it!" She announced proudly.

"You went out there by yourself? On purpose?" Emma was more confused than ever.

"I couldn't contwol it. I just walked and walked and walked until I saw the cold water and then you and daddy found me," she yawned, her eyes beginning to become sleepy.

"How could she have walked there? We didn't find any footprints. Not trace whatsoever."

A realization suddenly hit Emma, "Killian...oh my God. She used magic again."

They looked down to find Leia drifting off to sleep and knowing just how much she needed it, they thought it would be best for them to head downstairs to share the news with Snow and David, but noticed that Belle had apparently beat them to it.

"Belle," Killian was taken aback, "Are you okay?"

Emma rushed to where she was sitting, in the exact spot she had told Emma and Killian about Leia's fate, and looked back and forth from her parents to Belle; they were all as pale as ghosts, immediately making Emma nervous, "Did you figure something out?"

Belle swallowed, her eyes growing fearful, "It's Chernabog. He's back," she looked from Emma to Killian and then back to Emma, whose face had become just as white, "Now he's after Leia."

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