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Iris watched as the stretcher took Killian away, she was suddenly feeling incredibly guilty. Emma walked up to console her, but she shied away.

"Listen, Emma, I get that you're trying to help, but you don't understand."

"What don't I understand, Iris? I grew up without a family, too. I didn't have anyone who loved me until I met someone. And I sure as hell didn't have anything to fight for."

Iris clenched her jaw.

"No, you don't. You have parents now. You have a son. I had a lying pirate who would rather kill someone than be with me. I have a best friend who is scared of herself, and a sheriff who won't get out of my business."

Emma glared.

"Well, sorry for trying to be helpful-"

"Helpful? You are nothing if not unhelpful! You've got a high horse you can't get off of for one fucking second because you're the savior! Okay?! Hook took a car for me. A car! You don't understand what it's like to be completely alone. And you probably never will."

 Iris stormed off, and found a random room and just broke down sobbing.

"Love?"

She looked up.

"Hey, Jones." 

Killian huffed. 

"Don't act like you weren't just sobbing."

Iris rolled her eyes, the tears immediately disappearing. 

"You should be sobbing. You have broken ribs."

He shrugged.

"My ribs may be broken, but everything else is still intact."

She sighed, before the door clicked open, and Emma walked in, causing Iris to storm out.

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