Chapter Twenty-two

The Land Without Magic

She still had her memories, she wasn't a flying monkey, and she wasn't a tree.

Emma looked over at Killian who was still driving. She looked back and saw Harper asleep. She looked out the back window and didn't see any trace of Storybrooke.

He did it. He crossed them into the real world.

"Killian! What did you do?" Emma yelled. She looked at him and saw the pained look on his face.

Killian just shook his head and whispered, "I'm sorry."

"We have to go back! We can't stay out here! Killian, please!" Emma cried.

The hurt in her voice killed Killian.

"Please, Killian. We have to go back," Emma pleaded.

"You, Harper, and the baby are safe now," Killian said.

Emma sat back in her seat. She couldn't believe it. They were in a Land Without Magic. Who knew if they could even get back into Storybrooke?

Emma just shook her head. She tried not to cry, but she couldn't help it. Sobs over took her. She buried her face in her hands.

Killian looked over. Guilt ate at him. He pulled over, parked on the side of the road, and reached over to Emma. He pulled her into his shoulder. "I'm sorry," Killian said again. He knew his decision would cost him much, but he couldn't let Emma keep crying. It wasn't good for her or the baby. He rubbed Emma's back.

After a few minutes, Emma started to calm down. She pulled away from Killian. "Take us back, Killian. We have to go back."

Killian shook his head. "I can't, Emma."

"You have to, Killian. Our family is back there," Emma said. "They need us."

"And Harper needs you, and the baby needs you, and I need you," Killian said. "Please, Emma."

"No, Killian!" Emma took a breath. "I know how you feel, Killian. Believe me, I do. I've ran away more times than I can count, but I do not want to run now. You have to take us back."

Killian shook his head and started the car again.

"Emma's not picking up, neither is Killian," Snow said, putting her phone in her pocket.

"Maybe they're still asleep," David suggested.

Snow gave him an irritated look. "Let's go check."

David nodded. "Okay. Let's bring them breakfast from Granny's, though."

Snow knocked on the door. No one answered. She did it again. No answer.

Snow glanced worriedly at David.

David shrugged. "They might still be sleeping?"

"Let's find out." Snow opened the door, she was surprised it was unlocked. She walked in, David followed. Snow went towards the stairs and walked up them. She walked towards Emma and Killian's room and opened the door. "It's empty."

"They're not sleeping," David realized.

Snow glared at him. She headed down the hall to Harper's room. No one was in there. "David, check the garage. See if their car is still here."

David nodded and headed downstairs. He went towards the door that led to the garage and opened it. Emma's bug wasn't there.

David turned and walked back. Snow was in the kitchen going through cabinets.

"What are you doing?" David asked.

Snow looked at him, frantic. "Is their car there?"

David shook his head. "No."

"The cupboards… the food… most of its gone. And their car is gone." Snow looked back up at him. "They're running. That's why they didn't answer us."

Emma yanked the keys out of the ignition. "We are not going to New York."

Killian sat there for a second. "Emma… we can't go back to Storybrooke."

"Yes, we can, Killian." Emma put her hand on Killian's shoulder. "We are going back."

Killian desperatly tried to grab the keys from Emma, but Emma stuffed them in her pocket. "You don't understand."

"I do." Emma put her hand on Killian's cheek. "I promise, I do. I understand that you want to keep me, the baby, and Harper safe, but you have to believe that we will defeat this Dr. Facilier."

Killian knew what he had to do. He leaned forward and kissed Emma. He brought his hands to rest on her waist, even though it was an awkward position. He slowly moved his hand down towards Emma's jacket pocket. He put his hand in the pocket and felt the keys. He grabbed them, but then felt a hand grip his wrist. Killian sighed and let go of the keys.

Emma pulled back and let go of Killian's wrist. She smirked at him. "Nice try, pirate."

Killian couldn't bring himself to laugh. He finally realized that Emma wasn't going to let him drive them to New York. Killian sighed and shook his head. "Alright, Swan. You got me. Take us back to Storybrooke."

Emma smiled and jumped at Killian. She wrapped her arms around his neck. "Thank you."

Killian nodded and wrapped his arms around Emma's back.

Emma's phone rang.

Emma pulled away and smiled at him. She pulled her phone out of her pocket. "It's my mom." She answered it. "Hello?"

"Emma! Thank goodness! Please come home! We'll find a way to defeat Dr. Facilier! You don't need to be scared!" Snow rambled.

Emma smiled. "Mom. Mom. It's okay. We're coming home."

"You are? I mean - I thought it was going to take a lot more convincing to get you to come home."

"I'm not the one who-" Emma glanced at Killian. She hesitated and then said, "Um… well you don't need to keep trying to convince me. We're coming home. See you in a few." Emma hung up. She looked at Killian. "Do you want me to drive?"

Killian smiled and shook his head. "You're pregnant. You need your rest."

"I'm not sick with the flu," Emma said.

Killian waved her off and grabbed the keys from Emma's pocket. "I'm driving."

Emma laughed. "Go ahead. More sleep for me."

Killian chuckled and started the car. He started to drive towards Storybrooke.

Not even 10 minutes into the drive, Emma was asleep.

When Emma woke up, she was in complete darkness. She assumed Killian just brought her inside when they got home.

Emma reached to Killian's side of the bed and felt him there. She smiled and cuddled up closer. She felt Killian's arm go around her. She smiled even wider and fell asleep again.

Emma woke up again the next morning and yawned. She snuggled closer to Killian and closed her eyes. She couldn't fall asleep, so she decided to go check on Harper.

Emma sat up and rubbed her eyes. She opened them and when they came into focus, she couldn't believe her eyes.

This was not her and Killian's bedroom, well, at least not the one in Storybrooke.

Then it hit her.

They weren't in Storybrooke at all.

Emma looked at Killian and smacked his arm. "Wake up!"

Killian jumped awake. He shot up. "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

"What's wrong? What's wrong is that my husband lied to me!" Emma yelled.

The memories came rushing back to him. His shoulders slumped. "Emma, I can explain-"

"No, Killian. I can't believe you! You didn't take us to Storybrooke at all, you took us to New York."

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