Alice's plan to overthrow the Queen of Hearts is thwarted by a dashing pirate with a hook. Years later, after the curse is broken, they reunite once again.
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Consciousness comes to me slowly, like moonlight creeping through the curtains, illuminating the shadows of the night. I have no idea where I am or who is touching my hand. My body feels heavy, like I'm made of lead. And all I want to do is go back to sleep. I'm reminded of the mornings in the asylum when even opening my eyes was a chore that I couldn't complete. But I know that I'm not in the asylum, too much wind and no damp mildew smell.
"She's alive, Hook. She's just out cold."
I hear a voice through the fog of my brain, but I can't place who. I feel the person holding onto my arm squeeze tighter.
"How can you be sure?"
Killian. That's Killian's voice. Oh, right. Pan took my heart. The corners of my mouth lift on their own. I reach groggily towards the sound of his voice, cracking open my eyes with all the energy I have. I grab his hook softly, fingers wrapping weakly around the cold metal.
"I'm alright," I say, my voice rough and dry, but he doesn't seem to notice.
In fact, you'd think he'd just heard the most beautiful song in the world by the way his features soften. He pulls me up and brings me into his embrace, and I allow myself to melt into him. I smile into his shoulder.
I knew he wouldn't let me die.
"I'd appreciate it if you'd stop dying, Love." He whispers into my ear. I let out a weak laugh, holding him just a little bit tighter.
"How do you think I feel?" I joke lightheartedly.
When he doesn't respond, I sigh before lowering my voice so only he can hear.
"Thank you."
"Are you okay?"
I lift my head from Killian's shoulder at the sound of Henry's timid voice. The poor kid has guilt written all over him. I pull back from Killian and grab Henry's wrist with a small smile.
"Hey, Henry. I told you everything would work out." I say, and he swallows hard before hesitantly nodding his head.
"I'm so sorry. I just wanted to save magic." He tells me.
"It's okay, Henry. Minimal harm done." I say sincerely, making sure to show my teeth when I smile, despite the muscles in my face protesting against the movement.
I feel myself being tugged to the left before being wrapped in someone else's embrace. Emma's, I realize when my face is shoved into her blonde hair.
"I'm okay," I whisper.
I feel her nod against my shoulder before pulling back. She smiles, the relief evident on her face.
"You were dead." Comes Regina's deadpan voice.
I tilt my head to the side nonchalantly.
"Details."
She crouches down and puts her hand over my heart, and I feel a strange sensation in my chest as her hand begins to glow.
