"What are you doing here?" Emma scoffed as Neal walked onto the Jolly Roger.

"Getting what I want," he hissed, and his mouth opened. Instead of normal teeth, he saw fangs dipped in blood.

"Who did you kill?" Emma asked in a shaky voice, noticing his fangs too.

"Nobody important," Neal told them, "nothing important."

"Why are you here?"

"Simple, really."

"Why are you here," Emma demanded.

"To get what I want."

"Which is?"

"You," he hissed and jumped, Killian pushed the opposite direction and leapt backwards. He looked up and Emma was already standing over him, she held her hand and he took it.

"You," Neal hissed again, his fangs growing larger and his eyes red. Emma grabbed the sword from Killian's belt and deflected him and pulled Killian back.

Neal's eyes flicked to him for a moment. He was going to attack. Before Killian had time to react, Emma had pulled him out of the way and stab Neal in the side.

"You think that will actually hurt me?" Neal asked in an intimidating voice, "well, it doesn't."

He healed it in a matter of seconds and leapt again. After a while, when Emma was getting tired and Killian was scanning around for Neal, he felt something stab him in the back.

Found him.

Killian fell to his knees and struggled to stay up, but failed. He fell with a thump and heard someone scream- Emma.

"Emma!" Killian called, struggling to his knees and he flew to the wall and something was holding him back. Ropes. His back hurt, very much, but that wasn't what he was supposed to be worrying about- he was supposed to be worrying about Emma. Neal suck his hand into he chest and pulled out at heart.

"NO!" Killian roared, struggling to get out of the ropes, "NO!"

"Oh you're going to enjoy this, Hook." the monster spat out his name and turned her heart in his hands and have it a squeeze.

Emma shrieked, not a scream, not just an 'ahh' shriek but a, "Killian!" shriek.

"Emma!" he replied and she turned, her eyes wide and he saw a look of desperation in her eyes- something he had never seen before.

Killian kept on struggling, his eyes still on Emma's and he finally broke the ropes, but instead of letting the ropes hit the ground with a small thump, instead he placed them down gently. There were perks of being Peter Pan, nobody would hear you if you were hovering over the ground; that's what he did. Killian landed softly behind the monster- Neal- whatever he was supposed to call him and grabbed the sword he took from Emma that was dangling on his belt. When he did, he felt Neal stopped torturing Emma, and Killian ducked as Neal turned and leapt.

"Emma!" Killian called and came to her aid, "are you okay?"

"What do you think," she muttered in a sarcastic voice. Now was not the best time to try to be funny, he thought.

Killian helped her stand up and let her lean on him.

"Steady," he guided her and something pounced from behind. Neal. His whole world turned black- he didn't see anything, he couldn't feel anything, he didn't hear anything.

Emma's scream woke him up, "KILLIAN!" His head shot up and the first thing he saw was Neal crushing her heart. He rushed over to her aid.

"Killian," her eyes met his, "I love you." A tear fell out of her eyes and Killian gently wiped it off and kissed her.

"Lover birds done here?" Neal monster asked in a sharp tone.

"We are never done," Killian growled and Neal monster shrugged, "alright then, your lost."

He crushed it now, her heart turning to dust and the last thing Emma whispered was: "Killian."

"EMMA! NO!" Killian shouted real loud as he awoke from his nightmares. He was sweating a lot, and he meant a lot. His forehead, his back everywhere, really.

"Killian?" Emma asked, sitting up and looking down at his eyes, "are you okay?"

"You were gone," his voice broke, "just like Milah."

"It was a nightmare, Killian, it's okay," Emma laid down again and snuggled against him, "it's okay."

"I don't want you to be gone," his voice broke again, he didn't cry, pirates don't cry. But he isn't a pirate anymore, a person, a person with feelings. A tear escaped his watery eyes and he felt soft hands wiping it off.

"I will never be gone, as long as you're with me," Killian felt her smile and did so himself.

"Care to tell me about your nightmare?" Emma asked in a soft voice after her parents and Henry came in to check on them, "or would you rather not?"

He would rather not, but it was good to face his fears.

"Neal," Killian hissed after a long, but comfortable silence. Emma wasn't rushing him, and that was nice of her.

"He ripped your heart out, just like Rumpelstiltskin did to Milah," he told her and she just nodded. "He was some kind of demon monster thing, he had fangs and blood red eyes. He could heal- he had magic."

Emma nodded and placed her head on Killian's neck, taking in his scent.

"Do you know how he got it- I mean, I know it's a dream, but did you know how?"

Killian shook his head, of course he wouldn't know.

"He sounded like the dark one?" Emma asked, and Killian nodded.

"Well, kind of- he looked pretty normal, but just his blood dipped fangs and his eyes and his attitude," Killian shrugged, he really wasn't paying attention.

"You're okay now, right?" Emma asked, rolling on top of him.

"Yeah, why?"

"You know," Emma said.

"Oh, oh," Killian smirked, "of course."

A/N: Hope you like? Leave a review. Would you like me to type a wedding chapter or no? Hope you like x) Sorry it's short too.. I have no idea what to write about.. so yeah..