Only You (1) (CaptainSwan FanFic)

Chapter 9 - Remembering

: Emma's POV :

"I love you, Emma Swan..."

I never thought that just five simple words from a dying human's mouth could lead me to so much pain.

The Pirate's eyes slowly close as his heart finally stops beating. At first I feel satisfaction. Proudness even, at my victory of his death. Until the pounding inside my chest says otherwise. The pain feels like my body is a door, and someone is determined to pound on that door till it breaks. My brain begins to squirm inside my skull, something fighting to escape my head. My knees began to buckle until they slam against the cold, laminated floor of Granny's diner. What's happening? That devil, Hook must've cursed me or something with his lips before he died! This is all his fault!

The madness doesn't stop there, my hair suddenly falls from its tight white bun and begins turning blonde. My black leather jacket and my slick black jeans disappear from my body, leaving a flowing white dress behind. This can't be happening! I run to the counter and stare into my reflection, or what I thought was my reflection. I see the old me, the worse me. I see the weak, pointless coward gazing back into my eyes.

All the sane thoughts in my mind blur.

But I remember.

I remember my heart fluttering at his beautiful, blue eyed face when we uncovered him from the mass of Cora's victims. His dark hair, all messed up on his perfect head. The sound of his voice when it first entered my ears was like a waterfall in my mind.

I remember enjoying his sweet lips in the jungle of Neverland. Our mouths pieced together, joining as easily as a jigsaw. The calming sounds of the wildlife, completely blocked out making it seem like we were alone on the planet. Just us.

I remember being speechless when he told me he traded his ship to get to me. Hearing those words was a wake up call back to reality for me, allowing me to embrace my feelings for him with open arms.

I remember my friends and family. The happiness they brought to my soul after all those years of me being alone. My son. My parents. Even Regina.

Then I remember ignoring the people I care about. Hurting them, not physically but mentally. Scaring them with the haunting bellows of my voice in the night.
However I only now realise that all that darkness inside of my heart is gone. I can think straight without the horrific clouds blocking me out of reality, urging me to do evil. Now all of that, drained from my body.
Killian saved me.
His kiss brought me home, it brought the saviour back into my mind.

My pleasant thoughts of Killian and I are interrupted by the most important detail. I slowly turn around, only to find my nightmare In front of me.

The man I love, dead on the ground.

Tears spill down my face at the speed of light. My face scrunching up in grief. I don't even hear the bell of the door ring as it opens. I do hear however hear a chorus of gasps from behind me, when the new arrivals see the scene. I recognise some voices and whispers from the crowd, my family had come to have breakfast at granny's I suppose. Life goes on. My father comes up to me and puts a hand on my shoulder.

"Emma... Your back!" He exclaims. How does he not see what's in front of him? How can he be so blind not to see the blood stained floors? How?

"Yes, but what does that matter! Yes I am back! The darkness is gone! But the man who defeated that darkness is now dead! Because I killed him!" I shout, anger flowing through me. "I-I love him. And he said he loved me.... But he's gone. And it's all my fault..." Tears once again falling down my face. I fall onto the ground in front of Killain Jones' lifeless body, resting my head on his chest. No steady pulse radiates into my ears. His chest does not rise and fall as he breathes. All I can think to do is pull his face to mine.

Our lips touch for what feels to be the last time. It's worthless, however. His gorgeous body no longer has a heart beating inside of it. Therefore those, before bright lips of his are now blue with cold.

I can't believe this is happening again. I'm the saviour, and being the saviour always comes with a price. I, myself can't have a happy ending. I have to bring back everyone else's, but every time I find mine, it gets crushed.
Killian was my happy ending, and I was his.

"I'm sorry, Killian.... " I lean my forehead against his, letting the salty tears run down my face.

: Writer's POV :

Emma lays there on the floor, her family and friends watching by as she sobs and cries in sorrow. She deeply breathes in and a tear rolls down her face. It stops at her cheek, hangs there for a second until it falls onto her lovers face. This tear was different, however. It does not soak into Killian's skin, or stay in one place, it carries on moving, the tear travels down the Pirates chest. Eventually it slips into the deep wound that the Dark One had created, disappearing into the open flesh.

Then something magical happened.

Killian's chest starts to glow, golden wisps of smoke rising from his chest. It begins to spiral around the Diner and among the people inside it, until the entire restaurant is lit up by its magic. People stare in awe at the magic, confused yet amazed. The clouds surround Killian's wound, spiralling around the blood until the damage just disappears. The blood dries up into nothingness and his chest is left entirely normal.

: Killian's POV :

I had had my head in my knees with my hand and hook over my ears for the past what seems like hour. The screaming had begun to be to much for me, so I zoned out from this hell. However, it seemed quite quiet now. Silent, almost.
The screaming had stopped.
I open my eyes to surprisingly find myself, not in the dark room full of my nightmares. But in Granny's Diner in Storybrooke. How the bloody hell am I here? Am I not dead anymore? Or have I taken my time in hell and this is just heaven? I have to admit, the meat burgers are pretty heavenly.

"David! Look!" I hear a familiar voice whisper from the entrance to the diner. I look around to come across the Charmings, Henry, Regina and the outlaw staring at me in shock. It finally hits me, I'm alive. But how is that possible?

All these questions are answered by the Angel that lies on top of me.

Emma is Emma again. Her face may be stained with tears and blotched red with sadness but, it is Emma.

A huge smile spreads over my face now I see my Swan again. Even though she is crying, I'm still over joyed to see her face once more. Even more so since I've been forced to watch her in pain and agony. I have to savour this moment somehow, I know it may be terrible but I just have to do something funny. Carefully I put my finger to my lips and gesture to the crowd, urging them to stay silent about me being alive and kicking.

"Love, you need to get to work, it's getting late." I say, as seriously as possible. This is very difficult since all I want to do right now is embrace the woman I love.

Between sniffles she manages to say, "Are you being serious?! I can't beli-" she stops in her tracks once she realises who spoke. Then she opens those amazing emerald green eyes of hers and my world is complete. I can see her staring deep into my bright blue eyes, lost for words.

"Have I made, the Emma Swan, speechless?" I flash her my classic smirk.

"K-Killian!! Your a- Your alive!!!" And by those words she locks her lips with mine.

We separate slightly allowing me to say,

"I will always find you." A smile appears on her face as we kiss again, in the corner of my eyes I see Dave shoot me a look for stealing his line.

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