Ever since his ship came back, Killian was more than happy to leave his room at Granny's. Not that he didn't enjoy his time there, it just that it didn't beat the coziness that his ship brought. He hadn't realize the first night back on his own bed, how much he missed falling asleep to the small waves rocking his ship, the sound of the water his own lullaby pulling him in a deep slumber, a smile on his face as his breathed in the scent of the ocean.
He had missed his ship more than he dare to admit, but he would trade it all over again if it was to help Emma. Killian never regretted his decision to trade it to Blackbeard, but it didn't stop him for wishing to one day see it again. This was more than what he hoped for, having the occasion to possess it again, and bathed in the memories that filled the wooden walls of the ship.
Killian had been through so many things in this place. He had been lieutenant to his older brother, and he thought back then that it was his happy ending. Serving the king under Liam's command. Needless to say that it didn't end well, it was the beginning of his downfall, of his path leading him to the villain role he later took upon him.
For a brief moment, he thought that he would live happily ever after with MIlah, sailing the seven seas, raiding merchant ships with her by his side. It was the first time he was happy since Liam's death, and he held to that feeling as if his own life depended on it. When Milah died, he was lost. The possibility of having his own happy ending long forgotten, his will and mind focused on claiming revenge on the women he loved so dearly.
Emma.
She was the one who changed everything. He didn't know how at first, but he knew she was special the moment he set his eyes on her back in the enchanted forest. She was the Savior, the one tasked on giving everyone their happy endings, but he had never thought that she will give him his, he was too damaged for one, his heart black and rotten.
Yet, he had fallen in love with her. With so much intensity and devotion it made his heart ache. He did everything for her, even if there was a good chance she would never return his affections. He didn't care, making her happy made him happy. But she did like him back, and having the chance to be with her was the most amazing thing that had happened to him since, well ever. He knew the moment she let herself be with him, that she was it, she was his happy ending.
That's when the fear settled inside him. He was once a villain, and villain didn't get their happy ending. He fought to make sure to keep his happy ending, he fought for her heart, to prevent it from turning black. In the end, he succeeded.
Moments like this where Emma lay beside him in his cabin, far from everything, he knew that he had made it. He was no longer a villain but a hero, with the woman he loved more than his life by his side. He had finally his happy ending. The Savior, Emma.
