I do not own Once Upon a Time.

So shattered sight is going to make interesting people and combining a bounty hunter will just about anyone is scary.

Amelia Hunter was as prepared as she ever would be. She had already moved a table to the bookcase so she would be comfortable. She had one hand handcuffed to a bookcase. No one needed a bounty hunter out in the streets. Shattered slight would bring out the worst in everyone. There were the dwarves and the regular townsfolk. What were they like on a bad day? She thought of Robin and Will Scarlet. What about Killian, would he become a true ruthless pirate again? There were Mary Margret and David, did Snow White even have a dark side? Well, she had murdered Cora, so nothing could be put past her anymore. Would David become like James? Then there was Ruby, she was a part wolf. If Emma didn't find a way to stop this curse, the town was doomed.

Then the shards of the curse came, rained down from the ventilation system. Amelia stared up at it, unafraid. Emma would find a way to stop it; she was the Savior after all. The shards entered her eyes and they closed.

Then something changed in Amelia, it was like a light switch. She opened her eyes and looked around the library disgusted. What kind of crappy life was she stuck with? Crappy life where she was alone, Derek was dead. The Evil Queen killed him. She was going to pay for all the pain she had caused. Amelia was going to make her wish for death when she got her hands on her.

Amelia struggled against the cuff. She needed out. But the cuff held tight. Where did she put the key? Why was the bookcase made so well? Why didn't she have a dagger on her? Or even a hair pin?

She let out a strangled yell as she fought. And of course when she got angry, she threw things. The only things that were in reach were books so they were flung across the room. This stupid life in this stupid world.

Amelia felt whole and broken at the same time, if that was even possible. She was cruel and heartless. She was a hopeless case. Derek was gone, she was alone. No one understood her; no one would stand beside her, ever. Amelia's eyes fell to the emerald ring on her finger. Neal, the Dark One's son had said he loved her and promised to be with her forever. But she doubted the apple fall far from the tree. Besides, no one trusted the Dark One, why should she trust his son. She was unlovable. He didn't love her; she had failed him with their first child. No one loved a failure and a murderer.

She tore the ring off her finger and flung it across the room. She didn't deserve him; she didn't deserve anyone.

Then there were the terrible things she did at home. She had sided with, well worked for was a better word. But the reward was enough and she was promised more later. When he succeeded, she would be restored to her rightful place.

The sudden noise at the door made her stop her struggle. Were the townsfolk coming for her blood? She had done horrible things in her past. The door had been locked but the figure on the other side quickly picked it. It opened and there stood none other than Killian Jones.

Amelia swallowed hard, she shouldn't have been surprised. If there was one person in this town she wronged, it was him. And he had wronged her equally as bad. Anything he said to her, she would willingly throw back in his face.

"Well speak of the devil, did you come to taunt me?" She growled with a cruel smile on her face.

He just stood there, looking at her and keeping his distance. "No, I came to take you to a safe place." Killian answered, his voice void of emotion.

"Like a deserted island?" She got a hold of another book and flung it at him. He skillfully dodged it. How was he staying so quiet and calm? Why was he not yelling at her or have his hook up to do damage? Did this version of him still believe in good form? Would he not attack a captive woman? Did he need her to be free to put them on equal footing? Was he going to release her? But he made no move to come any closer to her. Did she have to egg him on? "I hate you Killian Jones! I opened myself up to you, in more than one way and how do you repay me? Leaving me on some God forsaken island to rot! But then you found me in Storybrooke and I thought maybe we could be together. But no, you replaced me. Sure she's beautiful and a princess and the savior but she's get just getting my sloppy seconds!"

Still no back comment, no defending of Emma. Killian just stood there, taking every mean spirited word she threw at him. He looked like he was missing a part of himself.

"You never loved me, did you? I was just convenient, wasn't I? Just another notch on your head board! Want to know something?" She struggled against the cuff again. "You were just a job, a means to an end!" She screamed.

How he continued to remain silent was beyond Amelia. So she leaned back on her table to look at him. "So I was right, you are a sad sorry excuse for a pirate." She said cruelly.

"Maybe my heart isn't in it." Killian said sadly.

"That rotted old thing, I doubt it even works anymore." She shook her head.

Killian let out a sigh and dropped a statement that he prayed she would understand. "Lass, it's getting out of hand." He maintained his distance

She stared at him, confused. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"When this curse passes, you'll understand." And he left the librarian struggling with her bonds.

Getting out of hand… getting out of hand? The only thing that was getting out of hand was her anger. She needed to do something with it. She needed to get out and break something or hurt someone. At the moment she really didn't care who.

Then something cold touched her shoulder. Amelia looked up, how the hell was it snowing inside the library? Then a sense of calm came over her. Snow, the snow queen. Did this mean Emma broke the curse? All of her anger melted away, she actually giggled at the pun she just made in her head.

So that was the curse of shattered sight? It wasn't so bad. She had remained calm and secure in the library, she didn't kill anyone, or injure anyone. But now that it was over, she had to get to Neal.

Suddenly the cuff was opened and Amelia got to her feet. Then she stared at the hand cuffs, how had they opened? She had a very bad feeling about how but not why. But she had other things that were more pressing. Amelia bolted out of the building. There was the entire town out in the street everyone rejoicing and not killing each other. There were some sights in her life that Amelia still couldn't get used to, people being happy and rejoicing was one of them.

She saw Emma was reunited with her family. So of course the Savior broke the curse, why how exactly? But that conversation could wait, Amelia had more important issues to deal with.

She ran home and picked the lock on the door to her apartment. It opened and Neal was right there, already pulling her into his arms before she entered.

"I love you so much. The horrible things that went through my head during the curse…" He kept saying into her hair.

And she just held him tight. "I know, I know. We were cursed, we are not responsible for things we say and do while cursed. I love you too, so much."

So, her handcuff broke, like magic. Umm, is something else going on? Should we be worried?

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