The Eleventh Hour

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Chapter 111: The Eleventh Hour

Storybrooke

Belle jumped in surprise, as they all appeared in the shop and then she rushed over to them.

"Did you find them?" she asked anxiously.

"We did...and your husband too. We just have to figure out how to free them and Emma," Snow said, as they placed the three dreamcatchers on the counter.

"Mom..." Henry called, as he took her hand, but she remained in her frozen state.

"What's wrong with her?" Neal asked.

"She's trapped in a Nexus by the mists of Avalon. We need to pull her out of it and quickly," Regina advised.

Snow took her daughter's hand and Charming put his hand on her shoulder.

"Talk to her, Henry. Our love for her can pull her out. Your Grams pulled me out, because I heard her," David said.

"Mom...please come back to us," he pleaded.

"Killian...you need to talk to her too," Snow insisted. He stepped forward and took her hand, as Henry let go of it and hugged her midsection tightly.

"Please Mom..." he pleaded.

"Swan...I know you can hear us. Whatever you're seeing in there, however pleasant, isn't real. Walk toward our voices," he pleaded.

Emma opened her eyes, as she heard laughter and the sunlight hit her eyes. She squinted, realizing instantly where they were. The Jolly Roger. She watched her parents and siblings enjoy the wind and waves, as they celebrated. She saw Killian at the helm and her son hurried up to her.

"Mom...can you believe it? We won and there's no more villains threatening Storybrooke anymore," he said. She smiled.

"I know, kid. It's great...finally," she replied, feeling relief. Her parents had never wanted her to have the burden of being the Savior and did everything they could to help her. They had their own burden with the chalice. But it was finally all over and they could enjoy their happiness.

"Come on Mom," Henry urged.

"Emma...sweetheart, come join us," Snow called.

"Aye Swan...I'd say it's about time I give you that sailing lesson," Killian added, giving her a sly grin. She smiled and was about to walk toward them.

"Emma..." she heard her mother's voice, but it was coming from behind her. She looked and saw a glowing light.

"Emma...please come back to us," her father pleaded. But her parents were on this ship with her. It didn't make sense.

"Mom...mom...please come back to us," Henry pleaded from the glowing light.

"Swan...I know where you are must be quite pleasant, but it's not real. The danger is not over," she heard Killian tell her. Her heart sank. She should have known it was too good to be true.

"Swan...don't go into that light. There's nothing but trouble awaiting you," he said. She smiled. Oh, how she wanted to stay here where there was no worries or trouble.

"I know...that's why I have to go," she said sadly, as she walked into the light.

Emma gasped, as she woke up and looked around, finding that she was in Gold's shop.

"Oh Emma..." Snow said in relief, as she and Charming hugged her, followed by Henry and Killian, who gently kissed her hair. They shared a meaningful look and then turned her attention to her parents, as they gripped the chalice between them.

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