Perfection

Chapter 13

Emma's view point 7 months later

Eleanore was rushing around the house rolling about when I entered as Mary Margaret sat on the couch reading through a magazine until she saw me walk into the house.

"How was your day then?" she asks me knowing that I missed Killian so much since I haven't been able to hold him in seven months and with the large bump on my stomach things were getting trickier...

"Well it was fine I guess, has any mail come today?" I asked looking at the pile of papers stacked up next to the door.

"Yeah I think so" she said going to stand walking into the kitchen to get a drink. I pick up a big letter with government stamp on it, I shrug before tearing it open to find my worst nightmare hidden inside... Rereading the same lines...

We were unable to contact you personally.

We are sorry to inform you that Captain Killian Jones is Missing in Action. No body has been found after his ship being hit by...

I stopped reading leaning against the wall slowly sliding down it. No. No.No! my mind shouted as I pulled the letter to my chest, tears flowing down my chest.

"Emma! What's wrong?" My mum asks as she rushes towards me.

"H-he's" I choke before shoving the letter into her arms and speeding out the house down to the docks, to the end of the pier looking out to see.

"I need you... I... Why?" I whisper looking at the horizon tears blurring my vision.

"WHY!" I scream at the setting sun ignoring the strange looks before collapsing onto the bench rubbing my stomach sniffling. I carry on crying with my head in my hands until darkness has fallen around me. I sigh before trudging back to the house. I open the door slowly looking around expressionlesss but a ghost of a smile appears when I see my daughter come up to me as look at Mary Margret to see her glossy eyes and small sad smile before she squeezes my shoulder and walks out the house knowing I need to do this alone.

"Mummy... What's wrong?" she asks so innocently, looking up at me with her blue eyes making me try to hold back the tears and be strong... For her.

"Come..." I say taking her hand and leading her to the couch where she sits up and looks at me worriedly.

"What is it?" she ask spitting her hand on my own.

"It's.... Your dad" I say slowly, my voice breaking as I look into her eyes.

"Is he okay?" she gulps.

"No.. Honey... Your father is missing in action" I stutter out as tears fall from her electric blue eyes.

"N-no their wrong he's okay... He has to be okay" she cries as tears roll down her face.

"Honey"...

"No! He said he'd come back! He has to... I only got him back a year ago I can't lose him! He's just lost he has to come back..." she trails off looking at me in despair.

"I love daddy" she whispers before wrapping her arms around me sobbing into my chest.

"I love him to honey" I cry with her. We stay like that for what seemed like hours before she pulls away.

"Mummy?" she whispers looking at me with her tear stained cheeks, red and puffy eyes.

"Yes?" I ask brushing a stray hair from her eyes, pushing it behind her ear.

"Can I sleep with you tonight?"...

"Of course" I reply kissing her forehead and scooping her up in my arms tucking her into the bed as I climb in myself. We soon fall into an uneasy sleep.

3 weeks later

I was sitting at the table doing some paper work while Eleanore was on the couch sitting quietly which she has been doing a lot lately, barely speaking to anyone. I hated all the pity, people kept reminding me and what's worse is that Neal actually believes he has a chance. But I still hold onto that tiny thread of hope that he'll come back to me... Like last time. I sigh rubbing my face with my hands.

"Honey... Do you want some pizza?" I asked as it was getting near dinner.

"No thank you" she replies.

"Honey? is this about dad?" I ask carefully. She turns to face me before nodding.

"Come here" I gesture her as she runs into my arms.

"He will come back mummy... He's not dead" she whispers. I'm about to reply when the phone goes off. I look at Eleanore apologetically before standing up and answering the phone.

"Hello?" I ask.

"Swan?" I hear on the other line, I swallow as tears threaten to fall.

"K-Killian?" I stutter and see Eleanore snap her head to attention running over to me.

"Aye love" I hear him whisper.

He's alive! My mind screams as I smile into the phone hoping it's not some cruel dream...