Chapter Twenty-three

Chandelier

Killian reached for Emma's hand, but she pulled away. She crawled out of bed as fast as she could. "Emma…"

"No, Killian. No." Emma slipped on her jacket over her pajamas. "We're leaving. Come on."

Killian scrambled out of bed and ran over to Emma. He grabbed her hands and held them tight so she couldn't pull away. "Emma, let me explain."

"Y-you lied to me," Emma said, choking up. "You said we were going back to Storybrooke."

"I know what I said, but I needed to get something here that might help us defeat Dr. Facilier," Killian explained.

"What is it?" Emma asked.

"It's a gift from Poseidon when he came to visit Ursula. It was a… token of appreciation, I guess. He told me that when infused with magic, it could trap any being."

Emma looked down. "I'm sorry. I should have let you explain."

"No, no, Emma darling, don't apologise I should've told you."

Emma just leaned forward and Killian wrapped her in a hug. Emma was so relieved Killian came here to get that item, she didn't want to be mad at Killian. Emma pulled away and pulled her jacket off. "Well, I'm still tired." She smiled at Killian and walked past him to the bed and climbed in. As soon as her head hit the pillow, she was out like a light.

Killian smiled. He walked over to Emma and kissed her head. Knowing that Emma wasn't going to be asleep for long, Killian headed towards the kitchen.

Killian was met by a surprise. Harper was walking around the living room, looking extremely confused. Killian smiled at her. "You lost, love?"

Harper looked up. She ran over to him and grabbed his leg. She looked up at him. "Where are we, Daddy?"

Killian smiled. "I had to grab something to help keep us all safe."

"Safe from that bad man that I saw?" Harper asked.

Killian's smile faded. He pulled Harper's arms off his leg and picked her up. "That bad man you saw - it was just a dream."
Harper shook her head. "No, it wasn't. He told me that he was coming and that he was going to do something mean."

Killian rubbed Harper's back. "It was just a bad dream. I promise."

"Good morning, guys," Emma said, walking towards them.

"Mommy!" Harper stretched her arms out towards Emma.

Emma smiled and grabbed Harper and set her on her hip. "How long have you been awake?"

Harper shrugged. "I don't know."

Emma laughed. She looked at Killian. "What about you?"

"I've been awake ever since you woke me, love. You fell asleep for about five minutes," Killian said, chuckling at the last part.

Emma smiled. "Okay. Well, let's eat breakfast, find that bottle thing, and go back to Storybrooke."

Killian nodded. "Aye. I will go grab the food I packed from the car."

Harper clapped. "Yay!"

Emma nodded. "Yeah." She put her hand on her stomach. "Let's eat. I'm starving."

Killian chuckled. "Of course you are."

Emma laughed and threw her free hand in the air. "Hey, I'm eating for two."

"Hey, Grandma, do you know where my parents are?" Henry asked into the phone. "I couldn't find them yesterday and neither of them answered their phone."

"They aren't home yet?"

"What do you mean yet?" Henry asked.

"Um… just know that they'll be home soon."

"Grandma, I'm not a kid anymore. You can tell me."

"I gotta go, Henry. Bye."

"Wait-"

She hung up.

Killian pulled open his drawer to his nightstand and rummaged through it. "Where is it?" Killian slammed the drawer close and rushed over to the closet and began looking in there.

"Any luck?" Emma asked.

Killian shook his head and continued looking. "No, but I am going to find it. It's the only way to save you and the baby."

Emma looked down at her stomach. She placed her hand on it.

Killian looked up at her when he didn't hear an answer. "You alright, love?"

Emma looked up and gave him a weak smile. "Yeah, of course."

Killian stood up straight and walked over to her. He put his hands on her waist. "No, you're not. What's bothering you, love?"

Emma looked down and ran her hand over her stomach. "It's just…" She didn't even want to think about the possibility.

"Hey," Killian said. He put his hand under Emma's chin and pushed up gently so she was looking at him. Then, he put his hand on her cheek. "You can tell me anything."

Emma smiled for a second, but only that. "I know." She closed her eyes and sucked in a breath. She opened her eyes and said, "What if we can't stop Dr. Facilier? What if our baby gets taken from us?" She rushed it out.

Killian felt a surge of protectiveness go through him at that terrible thought. "That is not going to happen, Emma. I'll make sure of it, I promise."

Emma wasn't surprised at what Killian said. She just didn't know what to say. She leaned forwards and rested her head on his shoulder, wrapping her arms around his middle.

Killian hugged her back and held her tight. He was not going to let anything happen to their child.

Emma and Killian jumped apart at the sound of a crash followed by a scream and cries. They gave each other a worried glance and then ran into the living room.

Harper was on the ground, pinned down by the chandelier that used to be on the ceiling, it must have fallen somehow. Shattered glass covered the floor and Harper.

Emma and Killian ran over to Harper, not caring what they stepped on (they had shoes on). Emma wanted to magic it all away and heal her baby girl, but she had no magic here.

Emma and Killian carefully took the chandelier off Harper and set it aside.

"Oh, my baby," Emma said. She pulled Harper into her lap. "It's okay. Mommy's got you. Mommy's got you." Emma rocked her back and forth.

Killian kneeled down on the other side of Harper, hand going under Harper's head. "Look at her," he said. His eyes were filled with worry.

Emma was so worried about Harper and wanted to hold her that she didn't even analyze her injuries. Emma looked at Harper and gasped.

Harper had cuts all over her body, deep ones and light ones. She had cuts on her legs, arms, neck, face, and hands. But what really worried Emma was that Harper had a shard of glass stuck in her upper arm.

"We need to get her to the hospital," Emma said.

"How did this even happen?" Killian asked.

Harper cried.

"How did this happen, baby?" Emma asked.

"M-my magic," Harper stuttered.

Emma and Killian locked eyes. They were in the Land Without Magic. There was no way Harper could use her magic. Unless…

"Oh my gosh!" Emma gasped, realizing what had happened. "We have to get to the car. We have to go back to Storybrooke."

"But we still need to find the bottle," Killian said.

Emma shook her head. "We can't. We have to go."

"Why? What's going on?" Killian asked.

"Yoohoo!"

Emma's and Killian's heads shot up and looked at the source of the voice.

Killian's eyes narrowed. "You. You brought magic here."

Dr. Facilier smiled. "Guilty."

Emma held Harper closer, but Harper screamed louder.

Killian stood up and stood protectively in front of his family. "What are you doing here?"

Dr. Facilier shrugged and took a step closer to the Jones family. "I figured that if you're out of Storybrooke and away from your family, you wouldn't be able to stop me. The Saviour's magic is unpredictable and so is the child's; and you, Hook, well, you have no magic. You don't have a way to protect your dear family."

"I will protect them. Now, go!" Killian demanded.

Dr. Facilier rolled his eyes. "Oh, please." He flicked his wrist and Killian flew to the side and hit the wall, knocked unconscious.

"Killian!" Emma screamed. That made Harper cry louder. Emma looked down at Harper. "It's alright, baby. Everything will be okay."

Dr. Facilier stepped closer and knelt down in front of Emma. "I doubt that."

Emma glared at him. "You are not getting my baby."

Dr. Facilier smiled. "Of course I am." He waved his hand and he and Emma disappeared in a cloud of smoke, leaving an injured Harper and an unconscious Killian behind.

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