832 Words, this chapter. Note: It's another short one, a lot happens and it's pretty awful. I've rewritten this stupid thing so many times. I hope it's not too wordy. Thanks!
Chapter Seventeen, Dark Heart
"Holy..." mumbled David.
"Here, wrap this around the wound," said Belle, giving him her long scarf.
"It's...not that bad," said Killian. "She actually...just hit my shoulder." He looked at her. "She could have done much worse."
Emma stared at him.
"Did you miss on purpose, Love?"
"I..."
"Emma, dear, while they're all occupied, let's finish the potion."
"The potion?" asked Emma, even more confused. Her eyes kept going back to the blood, the pain of Killian's face, and his eyes.
"Yes, Sheriff," said Gold, the only one not hovering over Killian. "The potion by which she means to turn everyone in Storybrooke dark and hateful, including Henry."
"Henry?"
Meg sighed, as she stirred the potion. "Nearly done. Help me Emma."
"She's going to take the light that is in Henry," said Gold, "and extinguish it."
Emma looked at Meg. "You're going to hurt Henry?"
"Emma, you need to fight her," said Mary-Margaret. "You need to remember us, how much you love us. How much you love Henry."
Emma looked at them.
"If she uses that potion, Emma, it's all over," said Blue. "For all of us."
Emma turned, looking at Meg.
Meg stared back. She looked at the others. "They're lying Emma. I'm not bad."
Killian let out a big scoff, then groaned.
"You're losing blood," said Belle. "We need to get you help."
"No, I won't leave her."
"You won't?" asked Emma. Her eyes caught his. Then they trailed back to the blood. The more he groaned the more it stirred something inside her. She frowned. "You...you're hurt."
Killian actually laughed. "You shot me, Love."
Emma stared.
"Emma, you act like you don't even know," said Mary-Margaret, shaking her head. "Honey, you shot him."
"I did?" she asked.
"Is this the spell?" asked David.
Blue shook her head. "Has she seemed this confused before?"
"No, not really," said David.
"Perhaps..." began Blue. "Emma, how do you feel, watching Killian in pain?"
"I..."
"He is, you know," said Mother Superior. "From your hand."
Emma looked at her, then Killian. "Are you hurt badly?"
"Emma, don't listen!" cried Meg, still trying to get the potion ready. "You mustn't let them pull you back in."
"Back in to what?" asked Emma.
"Into love," said Blue.
"I..." She looked at Killian. "Love?"
He smiled.
"Do you love me?" she asked.
Before he could answer Meg hissed, "No, he does not!"
"We all love you, Honey," said Mary-Margaret.
"He...was threatening us!" cried Meg.
Killian scoffed. "Never. I'd never hurt you, Swan." He stared at her and caught her eyes. "I...do love you. I do, Emma."
She smiled. "You do?"
Meg scoffed. "Sure he does."
"I do, Emma, and somewhere, some part of you that's still untouched by that...thing...knows it," he said. Suddenly he gasped in pain.
It caused pain inside Emma, making her wince.
"Emma, can't you see?" asked her mother. "You care for Killian."
"I do?" she asked, looking at him. A slow smile spread over her face.
"Enough!" yelled Meg. She left the pot and ran to Emma, dragging her back.
"No!" screamed Hook, trying to move. "Ah!" he howled out in pain.
"Killian, you mustn't move!" cried Belle.
Meg stood beside Emma, but looked back at the pot. She needed time. "Shoot him again."
Emma looked dazed."What?"
"Shoot him!"
"Emma, you can't!" cried Mary-Margaret.
"He's the one casting a spell on you!" cried Meg.
"Do something," said Belle to Gold.
He sighed. "It may not help."
"She's threatening to shoot again!"
Gold sighed, waved his hand and a shimmering wall went up between them. "We can still talk, she can still hear us, but hopefully, this will keep out bullets."
Meg smiled. "Will it?" she waved her hand and the wall came down. "Maybe I should send the cloud after you again."
She waved her hand in a circle and a thick black mist began forming. She smirked at Belle and pushed the cloud forward.
"No!" screamed Gold, hurling magic at Meg. It blew her back.
"Meg!" cried Emma.
His attack stopped the assault on Belle and made the cloud disappear.
"Thank you," snarled Meg to him. Her eyes glowed with wicked triumph. "See that, Emma! They are trying to hurt me! Shoot!"
Emma nodded, raising the gun.
"Emma, you can't," whispered Mary-Margaret, shaking with fear.
Dave covered her body with his. A tear began to fall. "We love you, sweetheart."
"You can't do this Swan," said Killian.
Then a blur ran in. "Mom!"
"Henry?" Emma asked.
Henry ran to his mother, past the others.
"Henry!" screamed a host of voices.
"Stop him! Shoot!" cried the nun.
Henry stopped cold at those words.
"What?" asked Emma, staring at Meg. "Shoot...him?"
"Mom?"
End of Chapter Seventeen