Killian leans against Emma weakly, trying his best to remain upright but the pain has drained all of the strength out of him.

"It's okay...I got you baby, we will take it slow..." Emma whispers gently, slowly walking her lover to their shared bedroom.

She caresses his hair, watching as his eyelids begin falling all over again. "Don't worry about a thing...ok?" She smiles weakly when she sees him nod, kissing his temple and guiding him to bed.

Emma gently lays him down on the, bed kissing him on the lips gently. "I-I'm so sorry Killian..." She whispers softly, her voice breaking on his name.

Killian gently cups her cheek with his shaking hand, feeling horrible for causing so much stress. "It's alright love...I'm sorry.." He breathes heavily, tears welling up in his eyes.

Emma lays down next to him, running her fingers though his hair gently. "No Killian no...you have nothing to apologize for. You can go to sleep now baby...I'II be here to watch over you." She whispers, kissing his temple gently.

Killian blushes as his eyelids fall heavy, trying to blink the sleep away but it's too much. He smiles weakly as he feels her soft hands rub through his hair, letting his eyelids close as the feeling grows f safety finally settles into his heart.

Emma finally allows herself to relax a bit more when she sees him fall asleep. "We will find a way to stop this Killian...I promise." She whispers, softly kissing his hair.

Her true love's chest rises and falls as he sleeps, reaching for her hand subconsciously.

Emma smiles weakly, gently holding his hand and snuggling into her arms, the sound of his breathing easing her into a comfortable sleep.

David sighs in relief when he watches the pair head upstairs, then looking at Hope. He gently wraps his arm around her, pulling her into his side like her dad does. "Are you alright honey?"

Hope leans in, beyond grateful and relived that her dad is alright but she knows she's the cause of his pain. That thought alone is too much to bear, her eyes watering. "I-I did this...I caused him all of that pain." Hope replies, choking helplessly on her tears.

David pulls his granddaughter into a hug, rubbing her back gently. "No sweetie no...don't say that. This isn't your fault at all."

Hope holds on for dear life. "No you don't understand. The second I touched him he was in agony. Oh grandpa...I hurt my dad..."

Snow walks over, caressing her granddaughter's back gently. "Sweetheart, he said Gold did this to him, not you...I know he won't blame you for a second." She whispers to her.

David feels her shoulders beginning to shake more, gently hugging her. "It's alright honey...let it all out...we've got you..."

Hope breaks down in his arms after a moment, it hurting their hearts greatly. She soon begins calming down, her voice a weak whisper. "Can I please stay with you guys, I don't want to hurt him again.." She whimpers out, taking a deep, shaky breath.

David looks at her and then to his wife, nodding softly. "Of course honey. Just please don't blame yourself...you haven't done anything wrong." He whispers, beginning to stroke her hair gently to try and help her.

Snow looks at David, seeing how bad this whole situation is. Her brow furrows a bit, beginning to think about what Rumple could've possibly done to Killian.

Hope feels herself calm down completely after a few moments, looking at them gratefully. "Thank you..." She says weakly, rubbing her eyes as the feeling that this is all her fault still plays around in the back of her mind.

Her grandfather nods softly, a sad smile on his lips. "Of course honey, we will fix this. It won't be this way forever. I promise."

She manages a weak smile, writing a note to her mother and sticking it on the fridge. She then sniffles, walking out to the car with her grandparents.

Neal, who's remained quiet the entire time, gently helps Hope into the car after getting some of her things situated. He then hops in himself, her looking out the window and towards her parent's window. "I love you guys..."

David gets in with Snow, looking in the rearview mirror and then back at the young adults, mainly Hope. "We'll find a way to save your dad sweetheart, we always do."

Hope nods weakly, closing her eyes and picturing herself with Killian just this morning. A feeling of relief washes over her when she contemplates what David said. "We'll help you daddy...I promise..." She whispers, the truck pulling away from the home. Father and daughter separated.