"What? No! He can't be dead." I pulled myself over to his limp body. His face was pale, and there was a stab wound right through his stomach. It didn't look like he was breathing. "David..." I laid my head on his chest to hear a heartbeat, and there was a tiny thump every now and then. "He's alive, but barely." Rumpelstiltskin bandaged the wound and started pumping his chest, and it looked like he wouldn't wake up. I was too in shock to cry. I laced my fingers with his, but he couldn't hold back. Finally, he took a small breath, barely audible and squeezed my hand. "David..." He groaned in response. I leaned in to kiss him. "It's okay. You're going to be fine." He grimaced in pain and yelled out, clutching his stomach where the wound was.
"David, I'm going to look at your stomach quickly, okay?" Rumpelstiltskin asked. David quickly nodded in response. To see it, Rumple pulled up his shirt, and it was horrible. The veins coming from around it turned blue, purple, and green. "I don't know what we can do." If Rumpelstiltskin didn't know what to do, how could anything be done.
"You mean you're just going to let him die?"
"What else can we do?"
"I don't know, a potion, a spell, something!"
"There isn't a cure for the magic on his sword." I could feel the horror and anger on my face.
"How long does he have?"
"A matter of hours." David was breathing heavily, his chest rapidly rising and falling. "David?" I knew he couldn't respond. "I love you. Remember when you said you would always find me?" He nodded his head. "You don't have to keep that anymore." He was holding on for me, and for Neal. "I love you." I started sobbing and his breathing started to slow. He pulled me in for one last kiss, and took his last breath laying in my arms. He was actually gone. Our true love's kiss wouldn't work. He was already gone, and the magic from the sword was too strong. A kiss can't wake the dead. I cried into his chest for what had to be a half hour at least, maybe longer, while the rest of them did their jobs. Who would be the father of our child? We were supposed to grow old together, and be the oldest most long-lasting couple in Storybrooke, and we would've been. If I had known before, this would've been a choice between my daughter, or my husband. The decision was made for me; my daughter. I stepped outside to cry alone. I could feel a bitterness towards Regina start to fill me again. It wasn't even her fault, but a part of me was saying it was. She was the one who weakened Emma's heart so we had to go to Wonderland in the first place. And that's what made me lose my husband. Revenge won't do any good, but I can't keep the thought from entering my mind
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Heart to Heart: A Captain Swan Fanfiction
Fiksi PenggemarA Once Upon a Time, Captain Swan Fanfiction Hook is in a coma, and when Regina goes to help her, she realizes that someone has taken her heart, and is controlling her. The Wicked Witch is loose in Storybrooke too, so they have to deal with that, and...
