Her face burned and she moved toward him, breaking away from Killian. Henry took a step back, holding up a hand.

"No." He said, his voice cold. "Answer my question."

"Henry…I wasn't thinking. I wasn't in my right mind." She said desperately.

"No, you can't blame this on the power. Yeah, it was inside you, but you still could think. You made a conscious decision to do what you did."

Killian cleared his throat. "Maybe we should give them some privacy."

"Why?" Henry asked. "Everyone already knows what she did. I'm sure everyone else wants to know why."

"Lad, this isn't like you. And you're with the lass now, aren't you?" Killian tried.

Henry rolled his eyes. "It doesn't make up for everything she did."

"Henry, I'm sorry. You're right. You have every right to be angry with me. What I did was beyond despicable and I know that. I also don't expect you to forgive me. But, I hope that you eventually can. So take all the time you need. I'll be here whenever you want to talk."

He sighed and nodded. "I'm going to go now. No offense to the rest of you, but I need to go."

As he headed for the door, David patted him on the shoulder. Henry paused to give him a small smile and nod before continuing and exiting the loft.

The sound of the door closing behind him was louder than a cannon to Emma, but not quite as loud as the silence that followed. No one dared to move or speak. They all seemed to be waiting for her to make the first move.

And she really didn't want to.

"He's right." She said. "I could have done better. I'm no better than Gold. I took the darkness because I thought I could handle it. Obviously I couldn't. I'm sorry to all of you. I know I've done things that I can never come back from." She looked down, unable to meet anyone's eye. "But, I'm here now. It's up to you if I should stay or go."

"Go?" Killian asked. "What do you mean?"

"I can imagine that many people won't want me in Storybrook anymore."

"Emma, no one is going to force you out." Regina said, stepping forward. "Everyone in this town understands how easy it is to succumb to darkness. Look at Rumpelstiltskin. Even while he was the Dark One, he and Belle went out often. No one tried to set them on fire or anything like that. Why would it be any different with you?"

"Well, for one, I turned one of the dwarves to stone."

"Okay, fair enough. But you've still got that light magic rattling around in you I'm sure. So you go fix it. That's the moral of this whole story, Emma. You broke things. Now go fix them. No one is going to shut you out. It's going to take a long time and it won't be easy. But you can do it. You're the savior after all." Regina smiled and took Robin's hand, leading him out the door.

"Regina's right." Mary Margaret said. "We're here to help you. We love you. Just ask for it whenever you figure out where to start."

Killian slung an arm around her shoulders. "Come on, love. Let's go for a walk."

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The walk back to Killian's ship was mostly uneventful. They'd run into Ruby and Belle along the way and both of them had hugged Emma, telling her over and over again how happy they were that she was okay.

"See?" Killian said, twining his fingers with hers. "Everything is fine."

"Oh, come on." She said. "Those are the two nicest people in the entire town. Of course they're happy to see me."

He chuckled but didn't press the matter further. Once they reached the Jolly, Emma picked up the pace, practically dragging him up the ramp.

They reached the cabin and she pulled him inside, kicking the door shut. "It's time, Killian. Let's make the right memory."

That was all he needed. He pushed her up against the wall and descended on her lips, nibbling on the lower one. She sighed into him and wrapped one arm around his neck, the other popping the buttons on his dark blue dress shirt.

He moved one arm down, his hook settling on her hip. His other hand moved up to cup her breast, eliciting a low moan from the woman.

She hiked a leg up, wrapping it around his hips, pulling him closer. He hissed as he felt her warmth seep through the two layers of denim and couldn't stop himself from grinding against her as he moved his mouth lower. Her head fell back against the wall as his lips and teeth teased her collarbone.

He pulled back just enough to yank her tank top over her head. Then, he cupped her ass and lifted her, pulling the other leg up around his waist. As his mouth found hers again, he carried her to the bed, tossing her down playfully.

Before joining her, he made a show of slowly stripping away his jacket, shirt, boots, socks, and jeans. After crawling over to her, he slowly worked the fly of her jeans until it was undone. She lifted her hips as he slid them down her legs and tossed them to the end of the bed. Clad in only a black bra and matching lace thong, she was truly a sight to behold.

He had every intention of going slow, making her ache in ways she couldn't possibly imagine. But then, she reached down and curled her fingers around his length and he was absolutely helpless. His fingers slipped between her folds and circled her clit slowly.

She looked up at him, a blush spread across her cheeks. "Please. Fuck me, Killian."

He positioned his cock and pushed inside her with one slow thrust. She clutched at his shoulders, her nails forming crescent moon indentations in his skin.

After giving her a moment to adjust to his size, he began to move. Slow thrusts that she met easily, her legs wrapping around his waist again. Their lips met as his thrusts grew harder and more frantic. His hook came up to rest on the pillow next to her and his other hand moved between them to continue circling her clit.

She arched her back, grinding her hips against his, involuntarily trying to wiggle away from the direct stimulus on her clit as she came. But he was relentless, keeping his fingers in the same pattern as he thrust faster, finally emptying himself into her.

They lay in silence for a while, neither one of them wanting to move. He pulled away and scrambled for a towel, offering it to her.

After they cleaned up, Killian pulled the blanket up and around them. He cradled Emma to his chest and kissed her forehead.

"I love you, Hook." Emma said quietly.

"Love you too, Swan."

A/N: Okay guys…Next chapter will be an epilogue and the final chapter of Rubble. Reviews get the final chapter tomorrow!