So this is the end... my only friend.

Feels pretty weird to be finished with this fic. It doesn't feel like the story I started with, tho. It has changed a great lot during the time.

ALSO, I'm so excited for the finale of Once Upon a Time next Monday... Not sure how I'll manage to wait. Let's hope for some real Captain Swan! THEY'RE SO CANON.

Thank you to everyone who has reviewed, favourited and followed this story, it makes me so happy and I appreciate it a great lot!

(Sorry if there are any terrible misspellings and such, I've had a terrible school week and my brain is kind of tired.)

I DO NOT own Once Upon a Time nor the characters (but if I did.. BOY!)

But in this twilight our choices seal our fate

"Come to the docks early tomorrow morning, love. You'll see which ship is mine once you're there." The pirate said, throwing the words over his shoulder as he walked to the door.

His cocky tone was annoying but Emma tried to ignore it, trying to be the sweet (and a little bit stupid) girl as the pirate seemed to think she was.

"A name, pirate, you promised me a name. Who are you?"

As he stood in the door he turned his head to her one last time.

"Killian Jones, but most people have taken to call me by my more colourful moniker…" the pirate made a dramatic pause as he held up this left arm, "Hook."

No thoughts had been put into this she realised. She'd wanted to do it and she'd done it, simple enough. Though, it wasn't simple, it wasn't a prince she'd kissed, hell, she'd have been content if it was any normal guy, but no, of course she'd had to fall for the bloody pirate whom had wanted to use her first thing they met. Right, now she was even starting to think as him. Emma wasn't sure if she regretted it, but she wasn't sure if she was happy about it either.

She sighed and suddenly realised that she was still standing in the middle of the room, surrounded by the king and the queen, also known as her.. parents (sounded way too strange to actually say or think out loud) and, of course, Killian, or Hook, whatever. It was all so strange and this scenario was very new to her and because of that Emma couldn't help but let out a small laugh. Here she stood, surrounded by her parents and a guy she just kissed, already trying to bring back her teenage years it seemed like.

Her parents watched her strangely, then they looked over at Hook (Killian felt too strange to refer to him as, Emma decided) and then back to her.

The whole scenario turned from strange to confusing to awkward within seconds.

Emma bit her lip and answered their confused looks by simply saying; "We'll talk later, right now we have to take care of Cora, sadly." (A little bit too fast, but it was good enough.) Emma looked over at Hook, whom shrugged with a big smirk on his face before he started talking.

"Cora have been after one thing for a while now; the forgiving of her daughter, Regina. That is about as much as I know about this, but I guess you two know better where to find her." He nodded towards Emma's parents and the king looked as if he thought for a while before he opened his mouth.

"I'd say I'm pretty sure where she is. Being frozen here for 28 years means pretty much going over every single detail in your head a thousand times and I feel like I'm pretty up to date with everything dealing this castle." The king had a deep and very calming voice and Hook did notice a tiny bit of Emma in it.

"That's right. I'm pretty sure Regina is in her castle, where she cast her spell. That is, if she froze like us, which maybe she did, something unexpected may have happened to the curse and she'd been hit as well, but I'm not very sure that's likely. Either way, she's probably there, or she's on her way here, now when you, Emma, broke the curse." This time it was the queen, Snow, who spoke. When she said Emma's name Hook could feel the love in the air. It was very strange, seeing these people with so much love for someone they barely knew but he guessed he could kind of understand the weird parental- love.

Emma bent down again to pick up the sword she'd let go to the ground before. She felt the weight in her hand for a short while before looking at the others.

"Shall we get going then?" Hook said after clearing his throat after the slightly awkward silence, but still watching Emma intensely.

The king nodded a bit too fast after Hook had asked his question, Hook guessed he'd also felt the weird silence but then the king stopped again, causing Hook to stop as well, seeing the king's weird look.

"I didn't catch your name?" he said, making it sound more as a question than a statement.

"That's because I didn't tell you." He smirked but after receiving a warning glance from Emma he continued.

"Captain Hook at your service. What about you, mate?"

"He goes under the name Charming." Snow said, smiling very widely at Hook whom nodded a bit. He had heard that name before, yes.

"Somebody said anything about going?" Emma said impatiently.

But they didn't get the time to even begin to move before a cloud of purple smoke appeared in the room.

"Hell," Emma cursed. Within seconds she got extremely angry at herself, why had she started to chitchat to her parents? Damn feelings.

Soon Cora stood there, of course.

"I believe we have some unfinished business, Saviour," she said darkly, sounding a tad overdramatic with all that smoke and her ridiculous dress.

When Cora reached for Emma's mother suddenly the world started going in slow motion. A thousands of thoughts started going through Emma's brain.

She'd just gotten her parents back after being an orphan for her whole life and she didn't for a second believed Cora had any other intentions than killing both her parents and then, probably, herself too. The anger, the fear and the strange and new love she felt all came rushing through her body. She could feel the energy tickle and scratching in her body, wanting to get out before something even stranger than the last event happened.

A huge ball of white energy was making its way towards Cora and dodged her try to get to Snow. Wow, this must be the party for strange events, because this sure as hell topped the lists.

If the world had been going in slow motion before it pretty much stopped now. Everyone stared at Emma, even Cora stared with new eyes on her for not as much as two seconds but still. Emma felt strange, very strange. She couldn't control the magic that she now felt flowing through her body and she understood that it pretty much had been a lucky strike that it'd been working. She guessed that Cora knew this as well because once again she reached out to get Snow, this time succeeding.

"So, the little saviour has some kind of magic too, doesn't she? Very cute, indeed." She laughed, at least Emma guessed it was a laugh, but it actually sounded more as a donkey choking on a bottle of wine than a laugh. Seeing Snow in Cora's arms made the anger, fear and all other emotions rush again but this time they were uncontrollable and Emma had no chance to even try to manage them.

Something caught her eyes though. A new puff of magic appeared and soon another woman who looked very much like Cora stood behind the villain.

"Mother, stop. This won't bring any good."

Emma understood that this must be the infamous Evil Queen Regina, seeing as she called Cora her mother. But something didn't seemed right, Regina didn't look as evil as she'd been described to look and it wasn't like her to trying to protect her sworn enemy (yes, Emma wasn't stupid, she'd heard a lot about it, she'd been working in a pub, after all.)

Not only Emma seemed to be a bit confused, both of her parents had very strange looks upon their faces even if they still looked like they were expecting the worst out of the situation. Hook just stood in a corner, sporting a poker face.

Cora just looked like she'd been slapped across the face and finally Emma could se some emotion in that so very stone cold face of hers.

"Mother, I'm over it. Henry wouldn't approve and I've decided that I can't do this revenge thing anymore." It took some time for Cora to slap on the cold stone face again, but the last they could se of her was that cold face before she disappeared in yet another puff of magic. They all stood quiet for a while after Cora had dissapeared, before Snow suddenly stepped forward to Regina, holding out a hand. Regina looked at it for a while before taking it, shaking it slowly.

By then, Hook was at Emma's side and Emma took his hand fastly, she just needed something to hold onto.

Six months later

Killian had never seen anything more beautiful than this, he thought as he walked up the tower of the castle, seeing both Emma and Henry sitting in the sunlight. Emma had that wide, happy grin on her face which he loved very deeply. She looked so proud when she laughed with Henry, one hand carefully placed on his shoulder.

It had taken some time before they'd actually started to become calm around each other, Emma and Henry, but once Regina had agreed that it infact probably would be good for Henry to know his birthmother (she'd said it reluctantly, but after actually starting to let people in it had been getting a lot smoother between them), they'd both opened up to each other.

Killian's heart grew bigger and warmer when Emma turned her head towards him and smiled lovingly.

"Killian, come and join us!"

"Of course, love." He smiled and sat down at Henry's other side, taking Emma's hand beside the kid's back.

He smiled at Henry first before he turned his gaze to meet Emma's eyes.

He could feel the love that poured out from them. He felt a bit strange every time he thought about when he'd wished to hurt her, wished to betray her only to get to Rumplestiltskin. It was pretty tense when seeing him, Killian still whished he could just walk up to that imp and just shop his head off his shoulders, but they'd actually talked once, but only shortly. Neal had been there to watch over them, like an eagle. He was one of the things that kept them off each other's throats, him and of course Emma and Belle. Of course Killian still remembered everything The Dark One had done towards him but he also remembered what he'd done towards Rumplestiltskin. But now, Milah was history and Killian had actually found himself going whole weeks without thinking about her.

Right now, this was were he belonged. Not that he'd given up sailing, he'd never do that, but this was his home now. The kingdom had bloomed when Regina and Snow had made up and decided to run the kingdom together. It was still a bit strange to look at this different Regina but Snow didn't seem to find it strange, she just looked at Regina as if she'd always known that this would happen, always with a big smile, just ignoring Regina's sometimes sharp replies (even if everyone knew she actually didn't really mean them - she just probably didn't want to seem too soft).

"Killian, my mother said that tomorrow there would be a big party in the city to celebrate the six month anniversary for the new life of the kingdom. You will be there, right?" Killian smiled at the brown haired boy.

Killian looked up to meet Emma's eyes but she shock her head, she hadn't said this to Henry. The other mother it must be then, Killian guessed.

"Of course I'll be there, lad. Can't miss the six month anniversary," he winked at Emma. She winked back before leaning in towards him to let their mouths meet because it wasn't just the kingdom's anniversary, it was theirs too, kind of.

"Eww, stop kissing!" Henry yelled out but soon laughing when his mom and Killian parted and started to tickle him.

THE END

Too cheesy of an end? I know, but I know you love it (or not, I don't know).