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Reuniting- OUAT Captain Swan

Hook's POV

She was gone. She'd told me she loved me, and was gone before I could say it back. I loved her too. More than anything. It had been two weeks since she was gone, and people were starting to lose hope. They still searched, but in the end there was one option, one that everyone was reluclent to try-and if it sucseeded- to admit the outcome. Finally they saw no other option, and gave me the dagger. Rumpelstiltskin had told us that in order for the blade to have to have the most potnent pull-one that would bring the dark one through worlds or back to Storybrooke if they were in the world without magic- it would have to be their True love summoning them. We'd tried Henry, but he'd just rolled his eyes and said, "Romantic love, dearies."

So here we were, the dagger clutched in my hand, and I said, "Dark one, I summon thee. Emma Swan, I summon thee." All was still for a moment before a white and black swirl of mist appeard, and when it receaded there she lay, deeply asleep. We all rushed over, before Regina said sadly, "She's under a sleeping curse. Hook." I stepped forward and brushed her hair aside gently while everyone looked away.

"Please," I said, "Please come back to me." I gently pressed my lips to hers for a few seconds before pulling away. Again, the moment seemed to streach into infinity before she gasped, and the enitre town was flooded with a surge of magic stronger than anything I'd ever felt. We all stumbled back, and Emma gasped, waking up. She looked at me and took in the scene for a moment, before she threw herself on me and kissed me with a passion that I returned eagerly.
Her arms wound around my neck, pulling me closer to her, and my hands found her hips, eliminating all space between our bodies. David coughed behind us, but bwe both ignored him. After several long moments of this, we both pulled away, gasping for breath as the fire that sparked each time we touched flared where our hands were clasped and her other hand cupped my cheek. "I love you too," I said. Her gaze lingered on me, before she hugged her son tightly, accepting hugs from Snow White and the Prince. Regina clutched her tightly, before everyone else passed her around.

We all hugged and celibrated that the savior had returned. My Swan was home, we loved each other, had the 'True Love' status, and all was well in Storybrooke, for the time being at least.