I love her and that's the beginning and end of everything — F. Scott Fitzgerald
Who's Milah in the tattoo?
Someone from a long ago…
Shock was an understatement for what Emma was feeling as soon as the woman in front of her said those words. She tried to remain with a neutral face but she knew that she wasn't doing a good job at disguising the amount of emotions that were starting to invade her whole body. She couldn't even blame the hormones because she knew that she would feel exactly the same thing if she wasn't pregnant.
Emma never got jealous of Milah. She knew that she was a part of Killian's past as much as Neal was hers. He didn't usually mention her but she knew that Milah had been very important in his life and she was okay with that. She was glad that he had good memories of his past and not only sad ones … but that was what Milah was supposed to be: a memory.
And maybe she was being selfish but she couldn't help it. She wasn't prepared to deal with dead people coming to life. How was that even possible?
Emma couldn't stop looking at Milah, quickly noticing how different they were from each other – they were opposites.
She was blonde and Milah was brunet;
She had pale skin and Milah had tanned skin;
She had straight hair and Milah's hair was curly;
Their heights were similar but Milah was a little bit taller than her.
The pirate was wearing jeans and a black shirt that hugged her curves.
The word Milah was echoing in her mind and Emma wanted nothing more than to stop it.
"You're dead" – the words slipped out from her mouth before she even realized it.
"I feel very much alive, actually" – Milah said smiling and Emma quickly realized that she didn't like her smile – "I can see from your reaction that Killian didn't tell you that I was alive"
Emma remained in silence, feeling her heart beat faster than ever, right after she heard the woman in front of her say Killian's name. He knew about Milah being alive?
"Well, I suppose that what happens in the Jolly stays in the Jolly" – Milah continued to say, starting to walk around her.
Emma was now more confused than ever. This conversation didn't make any sense. Milah being alive didn't make any sense. She was dead. This person couldn't be Milah, it was impossible … but something inside of Emma told her that the woman wasn't lying. She was telling the truth and somehow Emma refused to believe it; she didn't want to believe it.
"What do you know about the Jolly Roger?" – Emma asked. She needed answers.
"More than you will ever know" – Milah said like she was remembering something and Emma got the feeling that she didn't like what that something was.
"Killian sold the ship –"
"To me" – Milah interrupted her – "Of course he didn't know that at the time, otherwise I doubt we would be having this conversation … He just found out about a week ago, after I save him"
Something inside of Emma broke as soon as she heard Milah saying those words. She was supposed to be the one to save him … and not because she was the Savior but because she loved him; because she would do anything for him; because she couldn't imagine her world without him. But she wasn't the one who saved him. Milah was.
She was a failure. She wasn't even capable to perform a locator spell and find him. Pathetic.
"Why are you telling me this?" – Emma asked, trying to compose herself – "Why are you here now"
"Oh c'mon Emma, you know why …" – Milah said, her eyes never leaving Emma's – "Killian. I'm here because of Killian"
Deep down Emma already knew the answer but that didn't stop her from feeling nervous.
She started to put the pieces of the puzzle together, realizing that the reason for Killian being so distant these past days was right in front of her – Milah; she was the reason.
Why didn't he tell her? Why did he make it such a big secret? Was he planning to leave her? Was he in love with Milah? Was he having doubts?
"I guess it's true what they say …" – Milah said as if she was hearing Emma's thoughts – "True love never dies" – she noticed the way Emma's eyes widened and added – "Don't tell me that you thought that the two of you were true love…"
What if you're not his true love? – she heard again the little voice that had been in her head since she found out about the pregnancy – What proof do you have that you are his true love?
Milah was playing with her fears, her doubts. Emma gripped at the fabric of her jacket above her stomach, preventing her hands from shaking. She couldn't let Milah get inside her head. The woman was trying to provoke her and she was letting her.
"Look, I don't know what kind of sick game are you playing but – " – Emma managed to say but Milah interrupted her before she could finish her sentence.
"I'm not playing any game, princess" – Milah said stiffly.
"Oh really?" – Emma said in the same tone of voice, trying to take control of the conversation – "So why did you wait three hundred years to show up in his life again?" – she added, trying to get a reaction from the pirate – "In fact, how are you even alive?"
"It's all about timing" – Milah simply said. Emma opened her mouth to speak again but Milah was faster – "Actually, you should be thanking me … if it wasn't for my absence you would have never met him"
"How do you even know about Killian and I?" – Emma asked.
"You really believe it, don't you?" – Milah said smiling, after a few moments of silence. Emma was trying to figure it out what was Milah talking about when she spoke again – "Your relationship … it isn't real. He doesn't love you"
"Shut up" – Emma murmured, closing her eyes and clenching her hands into white-knuckled fists at her sides.
"You're living a lie" – Milah said the same words she had said to Killian – "You two don't belong toge-"
"Shut up!" – Emma growled, cutting her off with fire in her eyes.
She felt a pulse reverberate through her, a heat that started in her chest and exploded out of her, just like when she lost control with the Ice Queen. Before she even noticed her hands started to shine, shooting towards Milah a ball of light magic.
Emma heard the sound of a pleased laughter and opened her eyes.
"As much as I want to get rid of you for good … now is not the best time" – Milah said smiling – "Let me give you a piece of advice, princess" – she continued to say, her voice full of amusement at the same time a barrier protected her from Emma's magic – "Old magic always wins, just like old love can never be replaced. I knew that the second his lips touched mine after three hundred years"
"You're lying" – Emma forced out through gritted teeth.
"Am I?" – Milah asked. Her eyes never leaving Emma's – "Deep down you know that I'm telling the truth" – she said disappearing in a dark smoke.
Emma stood in silence looking at the place where Milah had been, unaware that the pirate had made her lost control on purpose so she would have the confirmation that the prophecy was already in motion.
Killian was pacing around the living room, running his hand through his hair. He was starting to feel anxious and worried. It was almost 10pm and Emma wasn't home yet. He couldn't really explain but he couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong; that something had happened.
He wanted to call her but he didn't even have his phone. Killian was feeling powerless. He needed to do something.
Maybe I'm being paranoid – he said to himself, sitting on the couch – Maybe she lost track of time.
He tried to calm himself but all his instincts told him to go find her. He wanted to go search for her but at the same time he didn't want to risk her to come home and find the house empty.
After a few minutes Killian got tired of waiting and headed to the hallway but when he was about to reach the door knob the door opened, showing a distressed Emma on the other side.
"Love" – Killian sighed with relief – "I was starting to get worried" – he said at the same time he tried to hug her but when he approached her she passed by him and ran towards the stairs – "Swan …" – he tried to say but the only reply was the sound of a slamming door.
He immediately ran after her and found their bedroom door closed. Cautiously he grabbed the door knob and turned it under his hand, realizing that the door was not locked.
He saw the back of her body as soon as he opened the door. She was looking at the sea outside the balcony door and even if the door of their room was opened he could see that the walls he had destroyed these last years were now surrounding Emma with a relentless force.
Before he had time to say something, Emma spoke:
"When were you going to tell me?" – she asked, without turning her body to him.
"Swan, I, I don't understand …" – Killian cautiously said, walking towards her – "What are you talking about?"
"Milah!" – Emma blurted, turning her body so she could face him – "I'm talking about Milah! When were you going to tell me that she's alive?" – she nervously said – "Were you even going to tell me or –"
"She's here?" – Killian interrupted her with a nervous voice – "What did she say? Are you hurt? Did she hurt you?" – he said, trying to put his hand on her shoulder and see if she was hurt but she quickly pushed it away.
"Stop!" – Emma exclaimed, walking towards the other side of the room –"Stop acting like you care!"
"Love …" – Killian tried to say.
"Don't love me" – she interrupted him hastily and Killian froze with the double meaning of her sentence – "It all makes sense now …" – she said like she was talking to herself – "… why you never talked about the boat trip; why you barely touched me since you returned; why you avoided me this last week …" – she tried to say sharply but her voice betrayed her.
"Lov-Emma, just let me explain" – Killian said.
"Oh, so now you want to explain?" – Emma said, faking a laugh – "What are you going to say, Killian? Are you going to lie to me and say that you acting like a total different person has nothing to do with her?"
Killian remained impassible and silent. Of course his behavior had everything to do with Milah, but how could he say that to Emma without her jumping into conclusions? She was already jumping into conclusions and for a brief moment he wanted to make her believe that he was still in love with Milah; that what they had was nothing but a lie. If he could convince her of that then she would be safe, her problems would be over, the prophecy would never happen, Milah would be gone … He could end with all the threats with just a few words. He could do the right thing and walk away but as much as he tried to convince himself of that he couldn't. How could that be the right thing?
"I don't love her" – he said, breaking the silence and all the chances of releasing Emma from the curse; from him.
"Why?" – Emma immediately asked.
"Why?" – Killian repeated Emma's words, trying to understand her question.
"She's back … You spent almost three hundred years trying to avenge her death; trying to find a way to kill Gold" – Emma started to explain – "You tattooed her name on your arm" – she said, trying not to look at Killian's arm – "Can you really tell me that you never wished for this to happen? For her to come back … for a second chance with her?" – she said louder.
"Of course I wished for that to happen!" – he exclaimed and Emma bit her lower lip, preventing the tears from falling – "But that was before I met you!" – he emphasized.
Silence invaded the room. Emma looked at Killian's blue eyes full of promises. She wanted to believe in those promises.
His eyes were like the sea – beautiful and dangerous; it was like that even if you knew that you would drown you would dive in anyway.
"So why did you lie?" – she asked, breaking the silence – "Why didn't you just tell me what was going on?"
"Because …" – Killian said, still flustered – "… she's a part of my past, which means that she's my problem … I brought her here. She's here because of me … I'm the one ruining everything …" – he said, running a frustrated hand across his face – "I wanted to find a way to fix all of this before I tell you about her … I wanted to find a way to protect you but instead of that I'm putting you and our family even more in danger"
Emma remained in silence after hearing Killian's disturbed speech, looking at him. He seemed worried and vulnerable as he waited for her response. She searched for a lie in his eyes but she found none.
"Earlier, this morning, you said that you had something to say to me" – Emma said – "You were going to tell me this at dinner" – she stated, it wasn't a question.
"Aye" – Killian said, nodding at the same time and Emma knew that he was telling the truth – "I couldn't keep this from you anymore … I couldn't stand the thought of you thinking that was pushing you away; that I didn't love you anymore"
As soon as Killian ended his sentence Emma ran towards him and wrapped her arms around his body. He was taken aback for a second before encircling her waist, bringing her closer without even thinking. Almost unconsciously he released a huge sigh of relief.
"I was scared that I would lose you" – Emma whispered, burrowing her face on his chest – "I am scared" – she corrected herself. Before Killian could say something in return she spoke again – "She said that you kissed her …" – Emma softly said with her head still resting on his chest. She felt his body tensing and raised her head a bit so she could see his face – "Did you?" – she asked, releasing herself from the embrace, suddenly feeling nervous – "Did you kiss her?"
"No …" – Killian said after a few seconds of silence, trying to disguise his nervous with a smile.
Emma smiled back and Killian relaxed a little but then he realized that Emma's smile wasn't a smile of happiness. She knew that he was lying. Of course she knew…
"I almost believed you" – she said and Killian saw her smile disappear at the same time she shook her head.
"It's not what you're thinking" – Killian tried to explain as Emma increased the distance between them – "She kissed me … I, I was in shock … I shouldn't have let her do that but … but I didn't have time to react and –"
"Spare me the details!" – Emma yelled, interrupting him and suddenly he froze – "You're … you're a liar … You've been lying to me about everything, about you, about me …"
"Swan …" – he continued to say – "It didn't mean anything … as soon as I realized what was happening I stopped … I stopped her" – he added – "There is nothing going on between Mil-"
"Just leave …" – Emma interrupted him with a trembling voice, without looking at him, trying not to cry. She would not cry in front of him.
"Love, please, just …"
"I'm not your love" – she said, turning her back so he couldn't see her face – "I never was… It was wrong from the beginning" – she added.
She could still feel his presence in the room. She could feel his eyes on her back and without even looking at him she knew that his eyes were clouded with pain and vulnerability. He was the one who always stayed; who never leaves … and now she was telling him to go, to leave. She put her hand over her flat stomach. It always ends this way, doesn't it?
"Get out, Hook!" – she said, her voice stronger this time despite the tears that were running down her cheeks. Her bottom lip was trembling but somehow she managed to keep herself together. She knew that saying those words and calling him by his moniker would hurt him.
Killian's body was tensed and rigid. Hearing Emma say those words to him made his heart clench and the worst part was that the only person that he could blame was himself. He did this. He ruined all that they were building.
He could see the small trembling in Emma's body and all he wanted to do was take her into his arms and protect her from the world, but he couldn't. He was the reason of her suffering. He was the one to blame, so he did the last thing he wanted to do – he walked away and Emma was almost sure that she heard him whispering the words As you wish as he left the room.
After dinner Regina and the boys sat on the couch with a box full of DVDs, preparing themselves for their movie night. A few minutes later, after some arguing, they eventually decided what movie they were going to watch.
"C'mon Robin" – Regina said from the living room. She was seated between Roland and Henry – "We're all waiting for the popcorns … and you" – she teased.
"Just a minute" – he said from the kitchen.
"Are you sure you don't want to choose another movie, honey?" – Regina asked Roland.
The little boy shook his head at the same time he played with the DVD cover.
"Mom, relax …" – Henry said.
"I don't want him to have nightmares" – Regina whispered to Henry, so Roland didn't hear what she was saying.
"And he won't" – Henry said – "He already saw Pan's shadow and a flying monkey. He's tough, besides it's just a movie"
Regina nodded and turned her attention to the other boy seated beside her.
"This is just a movie, sweetie" – Regina said, caressing Roland's hair – "None of it is real"
Henry tried not to laugh after hearing Regina's sentence.
"Harry Potter and The Sorcerer's stone?" – Robin said, seating next to Roland, reading the cover of the movie that his son was holding in his hands – "What is it about?"
"Magic" – Henry said with a smile.
"At least we're not going to see those annoying foxes, again" – Robin said, giving him the popcorn bucket – "How could they portray me as a fox?" – he said, remembering the day they watched Robin Hood and the characters were all humanoid animals.
"You should have seen Killian's reaction when he saw Peter Pan" – Henry said smiling – "His jaw almost hit the ground when he saw the infamous Captain Hook" – he continued to say, remembering Killian's face – "After that day I could never find the movie again. I think he hid it" – he added, turning off the lights of the room.
The movie started and all the eyes were on the TV. Just like every kid, Roland loved watching TV. His big brown eyes were focused on the screen and he started to laugh when Harry's cousin fell into the snake's cage or when the Sorting Hat started to talk. Regina was about to make a comment about the accuracy of the magical items and spells when she felt Henry's head lying on her shoulder.
An hour later and Robin was the only one who was still watching the movie. He took his eyes from the TV and turned his head to the left only to find his family sound asleep beside him. Roland's head was lying on Regina's lap, while his fiancée's head was close to Henry's.
He took the TV remote control from Roland's hand and stopped the movie. He touched carefully Roland's body trying not to wake him and carried him to his room. Then, he returned to the living room and did the same thing with Henry. Finally, after climbing up and down the stairs for the fourth time he lifted Regina's body from the couch, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. He heard her mumbling something that he couldn't quite understand as he carried her bride stile. He put her in their bed and kissed her forehead before leaving the room.
He made his way to the living room so he could finish watching the movie but after a few minutes he heard someone knocking at the door.
He looked at the watch on his wrist and saw that was almost 1am.
Once again he heard the knock on the door. He jumped from the couch and opened the door before the noise could wake Regina and the boys.
"Killian?" – Robin said as soon as he opened the door – "What are you doi– Are you drunk?" – he asked seeing the flask that Killian was holding in his hand.
"Unfortunately no" – Killian said a little bit louder than usual – "I apologize for the invasion" – he said as he passed by Robin, giving him his flask – "Granny's was already closed … I didn't have anywhere to go …"
"You're lucky Regina is already asleep" – Robin said, closing the door. He found Killian seated on the couch, covering his face with his hand – "What happened?" – he asked, seating next to his friend.
"How do you do it?" – Killian asked, not answering Robin's question –"How can you be a husband and a father and …" – he started to babble – "I mean ... I thought I could do it, I thought I could be that, you know …" – he continued to say, without looking at his friend – "I wanted to … I want to but now … now it's over" – he sighed – "I ruined everything"
"Killian, what happened?" – Robin asked again, making Killian look at him. He noticed that his eyes were red.
"She found out" – Killian said – "Emma found out about Milah before I could find a way to fix all of this" – he explained.
"You can still fix this" – Robin said – "Sure, Emma might be hurt right now because you didn't tell her about your dead wife but that doesn't mean that she won't forgive you … that the two of you can't fix this" – he tried to explain.
Suddenly Emma and Milah's voice invaded Killian's head.
It was wrong from the beginning
The child's mother is the savior and the father has the sea running into his veins
Get out, Hook!
As soon as the heart leaves its body the child will immediately die
It was wrong from the beginning
The child's mother is the savior and the father has the sea running into his veins
Get out, Hook!
As soon as the heart leaves its body the child will immediately die
It was wrong from the beginning
The child's mother is the savior and the father has the sea running into his veins
Get out, Hook!
As soon as the heart leaves its body the child will immediately die
"Work things out with Emma" – Robin's voice interrupted Killian's torture.
"It's really bad, mate" – Killian said, getting up from the couch, trying to clear his head. He started to pace around the room – "She told me to leave"
"Just talk to her …" – Robin insisted – "and remember what you always say" – he continued to say, remembering Killian of his own words: A man not willing to fight for what he wants deserves what he gets – "Besides, since Emma is going to be Regina's maid of honor I'm really going to need my best man to be getting along with her"
Robin's words made Killian stop pacing and look at his friend. Best man?
"Whoa … I …" – he tried to find the right words to say while Robin couldn't help but smile at Killian's reaction – "I … I don't know what to say …" – he cleared his throat – "I'm honored. Thank you, mate" – he said smiling, forgetting his own problems for a moment – "I didn't know you would –"
"Pick you?" – Robin completed his sentence – "Why not?"
"I, I don't know" – Killian said laughing – "You could have picked one of the Merry Men"
"Will?" – Robin asked, raising his eyebrow – "He probably would miss the wedding"
"What about David?" – Killian asked.
"You and David are my best friends" – Robin started to explain – "But you and I … we used to be outlaws and we got a second chance here in this world" – he said – "Besides, who's better than a pirate to be the best man of a thief?"
"Thank you" – Killian softly said.
"You're welcome" – Robin replied, getting up from the couch – "What do you say we get you a room and tomorrow you work things out with Emma?"
Killian nodded and followed Robin. They passed by Henry's bedroom and Killian stopped next to the door that was half opened. He could see Henry sound asleep in his bed.
"Don't tell the lad that I'm here" – he said to Robin with a low voice –"I don't want him to –"
"Don't worry" – Robin said gently, placing a sympathetic hand on his friend shoulder.
Before coming to Storybrooke Emma never cried. She used to cry when she was a little girl in the foster system but after that she promised never to cry again; not even when Neal left her and she found out that she was pregnant with Henry.
Everything changed since she found Storybrooke; since she found her family; since she found him.
As soon as Killian left the room she let herself fall on the bed and allowed herself to cry. She was crying and she hated it.
After all they've been through. After all of his promises. After all of his reassurances. After she allowed him to know her. It was all a lie. He was a liar. He was just like Neal and her foster families. He hurt her … and she hurt him back. She allowed herself to be vulnerable; to open her heart. She told him her deepest fears – I was scared that I would lose you. I am scared – and all this time he was just pretending; pretending to care; pretending to love her.
She took a deep breath trying to calm herself and stop the sobs. She sat on the bed and wiped away the tears. She let out a heavy breath and looked around the empty room. She was alone. She had told him to get out and he did. Why was she feeling so bad if she was the one who asked him to go? Why was she feeling so hollow if he did exactly what she asked him to do?
Her eyes caught the sight of something. She got out of bed and grabbed the bag that was lying on the floor. She opened it and saw the phone that she had bought for Killian, after she left the sheriff station. He had lost his during the boat trip so Emma took the opportunity to buy him a new one. Tears started to sting in her eyes again and she put the phone in the bag.
Emma opened her closet and started to take some of her clothing from it.
Where is it? – she said to herself.
She continued to search. Her shirts were now scattered on the floor. She opened one of the drawers of the closet, only to find it full of panties and socks. She opened another one and she found it, hidden under a scarf. She grabbed it and sat on the bed.
Minutes passed and Emma was still looking at the small box in front of her. The letters E and K were engraved on the top of the wooden box. Emma bit her lower lip and opened it.
I'm not a sentimental person – a lie she used to tell to herself.
The box was not full, nevertheless it had almost the same number of things that her old childhood box had.
The first thing that she saw when she opened the box was the red rose that Killian had given her on their first date. She had cast a spell on it, preventing it from dying.
Then she saw the little piece of cloth stained with blood; her blood. It was the cloth Killian had used to clean her cut on the beanstalk.
Memories started to invade her mind and she wanted to close the box but she couldn't.
She saw the compass that Killian and she had found on her little adventure. There was also a copy of the page of Henry's book where the two of them appeared.
She felt her stomach hurt when she saw the stick of the pregnancy test inside the box. She didn't know why she kept it; why she kept it in there. Maybe because in her deepest fantasies she could see herself, ten years later, opening that same box and smile at that little stick.
Suddenly, she grabbed the box and let the objects fall over the bed. She grabbed the rose and destroyed it, then she tore the piece of cloth and the image of Killian and her dancing on the King Midas's ball, feeling the tears running down her cheeks. She broke the compass and the pregnancy test and threw the box to the floor.
She was not a sentimental person.
Killian was lying in bed with his eyes opened, staring at the ceiling. He couldn't sleep. Emma's words were stuck in his head and he kept remember their fight. How could she forgive him? How could he forgive himself?
He shouldn't have left. He should have stayed and explain to her everything. But instead of that he left. He did what she asked. What she asked. She asked him to go … to leave her. She didn't want him in her life anymore. He was alone again.
You can join us and be a part of something, or you can do what you can do best, and be alone. She was right, maybe he was better alone. The problem was that he didn't know how to be alone anymore, not since he met her.
He got out of bed. The house was quiet as he made his way down the stairs. He was the only one awake. Robin, Regina and the boys were sound asleep. He entered in the kitchen and opened the cupboard, trying to find a cup, when suddenly the lights came on.
"I think I told you that I don't do rum" – he heard Regina say from the doorframe.
She was wearing a silk robe and Killian immediately noticed why he hadn't heard her footsteps – she was barefoot.
"I was just searching for a cup" – Killian said – "You usually have some tea in the fridge"
"Seat down, pirate" – Regina said, opening one of the kitchen's cabinets – "You don't need tea, you need this and a pep talk" – she said showing him a bottle of red wine.
She put two glasses on the table and sat on the chair in front of Killian. She opened the bottle and filled the glasses with wine.
"What are you doing here?" – Regina asked, after drinking some of her wine.
"I was thirsty" – Killian said – "I was looking for something non-alcoholic to drink" – he added and Regina gave him a look – "Not that I'm complaining" – he said, grabbing the glass of wine.
"No, Killian" – Regina said –"What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at home?"
Killian drank some of his wine before answering:
"So Robin didn't tell you … I see …" – he said, touching the glass of wine with his fingers.
"No, he told me" – she corrected him – "I'm just waiting for you to tell me the rest of the story" – she added and Killian tensed – "You can start talking"
"Regina, I really don't kn –" – Killian tried to say.
"Cut the crap, Killian" – Regina interrupted him –"I used to be the Evil Queen. I know when a story is over and something tells me that you just told Robin the beginning"
"So what part of the story do you know?" – Killian said, after a few seconds of silence, filling the glasses with more wine.
"The part that your ex-wife is alive and almost killed my fiancé" – she started to say – "Robin mentioned that she faked her own death and that now your life is linked to hers" – she added – "She's Gold's wife, isn't she?"
"Aye" – Killian softly said – "She has magic"
"Powerful magic" – Regina said.
"What do you mean?" – Killian asked.
"Well, since she's alive for almost three hundred years, her magic is almost as strong as Rumpelstiltskin's" – she explained. Noticing the worried expression on Killian's face, Regina spoke again – "Robin told me that she has the Jolly Roger and that Emma found out about her. Did she talk with her?"
Killian nodded.
"What is the rest of the story, Killian?" – Regina asked, her eyes never leaving Killian's – "If she has a ship and magic why did she appear just now?"
Killian sighed, covering his face with his hand. He couldn't keep the secret anymore.
"Because of the prophecy" – he murmured.
"Prophecy? What prophecy?" – Regina asked.
"The prophecy about Emma and me" – he said, looking at Regina. She remained in silence, waiting for him to continue – "Milah said that the whole point of Emma and me being together is because we are destined to create a baby with the power of immortality" – he started to explain – "The child's heart will have the power to save and cure; the power to concede an eternal life"
Regina's eyes widened at the mention of a baby but Killian was so focused on the prophecy that he didn't notice the Queen's reaction.
"Isn't that a good thing?" – she asked, trying to disguise her nerves.
"The only way for anyone to have access to the baby's power is by performing a spell" – Killian continued to say, remembering Milah's words – "The undying spell" – he stopped talking for a few seconds – "The baby has to die, Regina" – he finally said.
"What?" – Regina breathed, trying to process what Killian had just said.
"And it's all my fault" – Killian exclaimed, shaking his head – "The baby will have this power, this curse, because I'm the father, because my blood is made of sea, because I found Emma"
"This is not your fault. Do you hear me? This is not your fault" – Regina said, reaching for his hand – "That woman will not go near your baby, I promise" – Killian looked at Regina with a confused expression but before he could say anything Regina spoke again – "What happened?" – she suddenly asked, noticing the piece of cloth that he had wrapped around his arm, above his wrist – "Are you hurt?"
"It's nothing" – Killian said, releasing his hand from Regina's.
The shirt that Robin had borrowed him didn't cover his arms and that was why Regina noticed the piece of cloth around his arm.
After Emma told him to leave he didn't come directly to Regina and Robin's house. He decided to go to the docks and it was there that in a fit of rage he ripped some of his shirt and covered his tattoo with it.
You tattooed her name on your arm. You tattooed her name on your arm. You tattooed her name on your arm. You tattooed her name on your arm. You tattooed her name on your arm. You tattooed her name on your arm. You tattooed her name on your arm. You tattooed her name on your arm.
At least now he didn't have to look at the tattoo with the name of the person who had destroyed his life.
"It doesn't seem like nothing" – Regina insisted.
"I ripped some of my shirt so I could cover the tattoo" – Killian explained – "Her name is on the tattoo"
"You tattooed Megan's name on your arm?" – Regina asked.
"Her name is Milah" – Killian corrected her.
"Let me see it" – Regina said, grabbing his arm and taking the piece of cloth off his arm before Killian could even protest – "I can erase it, if you want to"
"You can?" – Killian asked, with his eyes full of hope.
Regina rolled her eyes and suddenly a ball of fire appeared on her hand.
"Megan isn't the only one who has magic" – she said and Killian couldn't help but smile when Regina said the name Megan instead of Milah – "So, do you want me to do it, or not?"
"Yes, I want you to do it" – Killian stated.
"Are you sure?" – Regina asked again.
"Yes, Regina, I'm sure" – Killian said.
"Alright then" – Regina said, touching Killian's arm – "This might sting a little" – she added. After a few seconds, Regina lifted Killian's arm – "All done. No more Megan"
Killian looked at his arm, not believing in what his eyes were seeing. Milah's name was gone. His arm was clean again.
"Thank you" – he said, taking his eyes from his arm so he could look at Regina.
Before Regina could say you're welcome,a voice interrupted her.
"Should I be concerned that my soon to be wife is drinking with another man?" – Robin said from the doorframe.
Both Killian and Regina laughed.
"He's already taken" – Regina teased Robin as he seated on the chair next to her – "Besides, he's your best man and soon he will be married with my maid of honor, so…" – Robin opened his mouth to protest but before he could say anything Regina gave him a quick kiss on his lips – "We were just talking about Megan" – she added.
"Who's Megan?" – Robin asked confused.
"Killian's ex-dead-wife" – Regina said.
"Her name is Milah and she was never my wife" – Killian corrected her, rolling his eyes.
"So you really did make him tell the rest of the story" – Robin said to Regina.
"I told you I could make him talk" – Regina said.
"In case both of you didn't notice I'm right here" – Killian said, raising his eyebrows at Regina and Robin.
"Are you going to share the rest of the story with me, mate, or should I continue to talk with my soon to be wife?" – Robin asked.
Killian took a deep breath and started to explain to Robin what he had said to Regina minutes ago. He added some information about the prophecy, like the fact that contrary to most people, the child would immediately die if anyone ripped its heart out of its chest.
"Maybe this was for the best" – Killian said after telling them about the prophecy – "Maybe Emma and I being apart is for the best, at least this way the prophecy will never happen"
"Killian, you have to go home" – Regina said with a serious voice – "You have to tell Emma about this"
"Did you not hear what I just said?" – Killian nervously said – "Milah is in town. She wants this prophecy to happen and the only way to prevent that is if I stay away from Emma"
"Listen to me" – Regina said approaching her face to him – "You can't stop living your life because some ghost of your past showed up in town and wants to fulfill some twisted prophecy" – she continued to say – "Just look at Snow and Charming … Zelena wanted to use Neal to perform her time travel spell. Babies can be used in many spells but that doesn't mean that you should live the rest of your life in fear just because you're afraid that something or someone will hurt your child" – she explained – "You're not alone. We can help you defeat Me-Milah"
Killian remained in silence looking at Regina. He wanted to believe in her words. He wanted to fix things with Emma and return home.
"You really believe that?" – he asked, breaking the silence.
"Yes" – Regina declared – "Emma and I have magic and from what you told me Milah is also threatening Gold so I'm sure we can use his magic as well" – she added – "But you have to tell Emma the truth. She needs you" – more than you know, she said to herself, realizing from Killian's speech that Emma didn't tell him that he was going to be a father.
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