A/N: Sorry that it has taken so long to get this up. I've got 3 more chapters and this story will come to an end. Thank you so much to all who have read, reviewed, favorited, encouraged, etc...You all have made my first foray into fanfiction something so fun. I hope you enjoy this chapter.

As always, I own nothing, but I did borrow some quotes from season 3.

"Ms. Swan, wait a moment, please."

Emma turned, surprised that Regina was talking to her away from the group. "Yes?"

"Henry...He asked me to pass a message on to you before the meeting."

Emma was confused. Why would Henry ask Regina to pass a message on instead of just telling her himself? Especially when things were on such thin ice between the two of them right now.

"You must be really worried about the pirate. You didn't even ask why Henry asked me to pass the message along. I'll be brief," she hurried on. "Henry wanted me to tell you to try true love's kiss. It usually works on curses and what Elsa has done to him is most assuredly something your light magic would work on. I'll leave you to it."

With that, Regina turned and walked in the opposite direction before she could even really process what she had said. Emma turned herself in the direction of the hospital and walked carefully to avoid falling. The last thing she needed was to have a twisted ankle while battling it out with the snow witch. She had been thinking furiously all night long trying to figure out what to do about Killian. She couldn't lose him too. She couldn't stand the idea of him not being around, not being in her life.

"Dammit!" she yelled. "It won't work. He already tried that once and it didn't work on my memories. I still didn't know who he was until I drank the potion."

By the time she made it to the hospital she was feeling more defeated than she had ever felt in her life. She couldn't do anything to help him, she couldn't save him. What kind of savior can't save the people they love?

"Love?" She paused. "Where did that come from?"

Emma shook her head and walked determinedly down the hall to Killian's room. She looked at his blue face and she knew she had to do whatever she could to get him back. She moved over to the chair and pulled it up next to the bed. She all but fell into the chair, wiggling around to try and get comfortable. After a few minutes she sighed and went to find Whale to see if there was any update on Killian. He didn't look any worse, but he definitely did not look any better.

As she walked out of the room she heard her phone go off. Emma pulled her phone out of her pocket and read the text message from her dad:

In case you were wondering, the kiss doesn't work on memory curses.

Another ping, another text message, from her mom:

Henry has a point...The only thing you can try now is true loves kiss.

Another ping, another message from her dad:

If it doesn't work, well then, we're here for you. We love you and support you. Even if you love a pirate.

Again with the L word. Could she love him? Henry, David and Mary Margaret seemed to think she did. She couldn't though, could she? It hasn't been long enough...then again they had been through a lot together. More probably than most couples ever go though. Couple? When did she start thinking of them as a couple?

"Oh shit," she whispered. "I do love him."

Emma stared hard at the wall trying to sort it all out quickly, but she knew she was just stalling the inevitable. She had to try the kiss. She slowly walked over to his bed, and oh so cautiously leaned over him.

"Killian, come back to me. Please," she whispered as she closed her eyes and kissed his nearly freezing lips.

She felt it rather than saw it, a shimmering quality in the air. She was afraid to open her eyes, and she was afraid to move away because she felt a warmth emanating from the body below her. She knew that if she looked at him and it hadn't worked, she was going to lose it.

"Emma?" whispered Killian's voice from right below her.

Emma still couldn't open her eyes, even when she felt him moving under her. She just stood there frozen, leaning over him with her eyes closed.

"Why are you crying love? What happened? Why am I in the hospital again?" He bombarded her with his questions and she still couldn't move or open her eyes.

She just knew it was a trick of her mind. He was still passed out. She was imagining it all, at least that was what she was telling herself until he touched her and jolted her out of her fears. She looked down at him and all she saw in his eyes was concern. Concern for her. He was in the damn hospital with no memories of why and he was concerned for her?

"Are you cold?" she asked him, completely ignoring his questions.

"Aye, but that can wait. Why are you crying?"

Again, ignoring his questions, she crawled into the hospital bed with him and wrapped her arms around his neck. She pulled him close and breathed in his scent. He still smelled like himself, the ocean, leather and a hint of rum. She was so relieved that she completely lost it, broke down sobbing against his chest. His arm came around her and played with her hair as he made soothing noises.

"Emma Love, what is the matter? Why all the tears? I'm a little nervous love, you aren't the type to cry over little things."

"Are you warming up yet?"

"A bit, now, out with it, why the tears?"

"Why does Elsa hate you? Why would she try to kill you? What did you do to her?"

Killian's face clouded with resignation. Emma could tell that this was something he did not want to talk about.

"It's OK, you don't have to tell me. It just kind of came out."

"It's alright Love, just my past coming back to haunt me. Wait, Elsa is here? You've got to leave, take Henry and leave. You don't need to be around. OHHHH!" He smacked his hand on he rail of the bed, "That explains the weather. She came after me?"

Emma filled him in on the details she knew as quickly as she could. There were some gaps missing since he and her family had gone all super secret spy on her earlier in the day, but he seemed to be able to fill in the missing pieces.

"So when can you and Henry leave?" he asked.

Emma looked at him, hurt. She knew that he was looking out for her and Henry, but she wasn't leaving. He should know that she wouldn't leave her family and her town to fend for themselves. He should know that better than anyone. He was in the past with her. He knew how hard she had to fight to get back here.

"We're not leaving. You are. You and Gold."

Now it was Killian's turn to look hurt. Emma realized how that must have sounded to him, so she grabbed his hand and held tight.

"That came out wrong. That is not what I meant at all. You guys are leaving, but you are coming back. When you cross the town line, there is no magic. So we're going to send you and Gold over the line, have her follow you since she has a major vendetta against you both and when she comes back, I'll be waiting for her with Regina."

"That's a pretty good plan. Yours?" When she nodded he continued, "Now about this whole being frozen thing..." he paused. "I should have died pretty quickly. I wasn't prepared for her. How am I still here?"

"I don't know, but I am glad that you are." She smiled at him as she said it.

She watched the smile bloom across his face. His color was returning and he was nowhere near as cold as he had been even 10 minutes ago. She just looked at him for a few minutes deciding what her next move would be. Play it safe or not Emma?

"Do you remember anything about Elsa attacking you?" It's better to play it safe for now. He's still in the hospital she though.

"No, not really. There was some stuff after, but nothing during the actual assault."

"What do you remember after? You were out cold, no pun intended. I only heard you groan once the entire time."

He looked like he wanted the ground to swallow him whole, but Emma wasn't going to let this drop. What had happened to him while he was frozen?

"I was in the Echo Cave again, but I couldn't move. I was stuck on the ground, frozen, and the cave kept replaying my secret from when we went to save Balefire. That was the moment that our relationship changed, became something completely different. It was awful, because I thought I'd not see you again. I couldn't bear it. Yet here you are, here with me, in a bed." He winked at her suggestively.

"You don't have to lighten the mood on my behalf Killian." She paused a moment, deciding what she needed to tell him versus what could wait. "I woke you up."

"Yes, I assumed as much. Your magic is coming along nicely Swan."

"You're being pretty dim for such a smart guy. You know as well as I do that no magic can unfreeze someone. The only thing that can do that is..."

"True Loves Kiss" he whispered in awe as he looked at her. "You? You did this? But it didn't work when I tried it on you."

"Apparently it doesn't work when one person is under a memory curse. I guess if you can't remember yourself you can't have true love."

"Emma, do you know what this means?" he asked very solemnly.

"Ummm, no. Yes. Maybe. I know what it means. I just don't know what it means to me yet. It's been one hell of a day."

Killian was grinning from ear to ear, and it was making Emma very nervous.

"What?" she asked cautiously.

"Well Emma, I know what it means to me." He paused, most likely for dramatic effect, "It means that I won your heart without trickery, that you want me."

She looked at him, so happy and content because she simply felt the way about him that he did about her. After the idea of losing him, she didn't want to waste any more time without him.

"OK, here it goes. I thought you were going to die, and I didn't know what to do with myself. I couldn't help you, I couldn't save the town from cold front Elsa, and it really just scared me. I have become too accustomed to you being in my life, and I even like you being there. I don't want you to die, so please try to avoid it from now on OK? I'm not saying it will be easy for you, because I am a difficult person to love, but I do love you Killian."

As she said his name, his lips crashed over hers and she was lost in him. She didn't know how long their kiss went on for, but she didn't care. He was alive and that was all that mattered. Eventually, he broke away from her, shifted his arm, and resumed playing with her hair.

"Go to sleep Savior. We've got a long day tomorrow. We've got a Snow Queen to catch off guard."

Emma cuddled up to him and sighed in contentment. This was something she could get used to.

"Killian, tell me a story?"

"Of course Love. Once Upon a Time, there was a pirate who could cross realms with his ship. On one such expedition, he came across a strange icy land called Arendale..."