An hour passes by, Hope and Emma making their way back to the house, to Killian.
Killian sits on the couch thinking, many things running through his mind. 'What does the bloody crocodile mean? What the hell did he do?'
Eventually, Emma and Hope make it to the house and get inside, Emma hanging up her coat on her hanger by the door. "We're home!" She calls.
Killian looks up from the couch, his bad feelings seeming to fade away at the sound of Emma's beautiful voice.
Hope finds him on the couch but she can tell him something is off right away, a far off look in his eyes. "Hey Dad, are you okay?" She asks softly.
Her dad nods, standing up as she reaches out to hug him. However the minute she touches him, the potion from Rumple sets in, a magical force throwing him back into the wall.
Hope feels her heart drop to her stomach immediately, the look of Killian laying helplessly on the ground scaring the shit out of her. "DAD?!?!" She screams tears welling up in her eyes as she tries to help, it only making him cry out in pain.
Emma hears a loud crash followed by Hope screaming, running into the room. But the scene she sees before her eyes is one that no one will ever want to see, her husband in pain and her daughter in tears. She runs past Hope to help Killian, gently holding him close and seeing how much pain he is in.
"What happened?!" She yells in a panic, her eyes watering as she looks to Hope.
Hope feels her body shaking as she chokes on tears. "I-I don't know….I just hurt him!" She cries uncontrollably, scared to move, scared to hurt her father even more.
Killian cries out in pain and grasps his chest tightly, his breaths short while he tightens his grasp.
Hope feels her heart break at the sight of her dad, watching helplessly as Emma cradles him, holding him closer with tears in her emerald eyes.
"Just breathe Killian, it'll be ok...just breathe." She coaches him gently, then looking back to Hope. "Hope...call Regina, and my dad! Hurry honey!"
Hope doesn't hesitate, running to the kitchen table where her backpack resides. She fumbles with the device, dialing the number and putting it up to her ear.
"Pick up...please pick up..." She looks towards her parents, her eyes watering.
Killian struggles through the pain, barely managing to look at Emma as she gently caresses his face.
"Hold on for me baby...I'm not letting you go...our happy ending remember?" She chokes out, trying her best not to break down.
He pants and nods weakly, leaning into her hand as he trembles. She holds him closer, her voice shrinking into a whisper.
"It's going to be okay, I'm right here honey..." She whimpers, trying to remain calm as possible for Killian, not missing the pain in his eyes. "I've got you honey..."
Killian winces, his knuckles whitening as he grasps his chest tighter, the pain only increasing inside.
David picks up the phone, not expecting the stress that will come from the other line. "Hello? Hope? Everything alright honey?"
Hope takes a deep breath, having to pull her eyes away from the horrible scene before her, guilt pumping through her veins.
"Grandpa please! You need to come to our house right now. I-I think I hurt Dad really bad. He needs help!" She cries, struggling to choke back her sobs.
David's heart drops. "Oh no. We'll be right over! I'II get Regina and Snow and Henry! Tell your dad to hold on!" He hangs up, running to the other room to tell Snow.
Snow can sense the panic in David as he enters the room "David?" She asks alarmed, her worry only increasing when she sees the look in his eyes.
Her Charming shakes, trying not to cry when they should be focusing on the task at hand, or hook. "It's Killian! We need to get Regina and Henry and head to Emma's house!" He shouts, shaking and taking deep breaths.
Snow stands up right away, grabbing her coat. "Oh goodness!" She cries, following David out of the house along with a panicked Neal.
Regina picks up her phone, her eyes widening at the news. She tells Henry, the two of them making the way to the Jones house, knowing that they need to be able to help, for the sake of Killian's life.