Captain Swan One Shots

Heal Me, Hold Me

Title: Heal Me, Hold Me

Summary: Killian tends to an injured Emma. (Based on BTS spoilers for 6x01).

Rating: T

Category: Romance/Drama

Note: Just a little thing that popped into my head when I saw the BTS spoilers from last night's shoot. I wish we could get a follow-up scene like this, but I know we won't. Guess that's what fanfics are for! Hope you enjoy it! ~Steph

...Heal Me, Hold Me: Part 1/1...

Killian watched in horror as the hooded figure flicked the tip of his sword into Emma's side.

"No!" he screamed.

He pulled Henry to him and shielded his face, as Emma fell to the ground.

The figure disappeared in a cloud smoke a moment later. Emma winced, as she pressed her hand to her side and looked up at her father.

"Get Henry to safety now. I'll be fine," she said.

Killian released Henry and dropped to his knees by her side. He brought his hand up to caress her cheek and then looked up at David.

"I'll take care of Emma. Go," he said.

David knelt beside his daughter and kissed her forehead. "You're going to be fine, sweetheart." He stood and put his arm around Henry's shoulders. "Come on, let's go."

But Henry wouldn't budge. He took a step forward and knelt by his mother's side, placing his hand in hers.

"Are you sure you're going to be okay, Mom? Hyde removed all of the magic from Storybrooke. You can't heal yourself."

Emma smiled weakly and brought her other hand up to cup her son's face. "I'll be fine, kid. I'll be better once I know you're safe."

"Okay," he said.

David placed his hand on his grandson's shoulder. "Let's go, Henry."

Henry nodded and slowly stood up, allowing himself to be led away. Killian slipped his hand into Emma's.

"We need to get you to the hospital," he said firmly.

She shook her head and tried to sit up, but the pain was too great. "I'm fine. It's just a nick."

Killian swallowed roughly, watching as her dark sweater grew darker from the blood.

"You are not fine, love. You need to be tended to."

She shook her head again. "I don't have time to sit around a hospital, Killian. Our town is once again under attack."

"And you will do no one any good if you pass out from blood loss."

Emma sighed and dropped her head to the ground. She squeezed her eyes closed.

"Fine. Take me home and we'll clean up my wound there."

Killian let out a groan. "You are one stubborn lass."

She managed a smile. "And that's one of the many things you love about me."

"Aye," he said with a hint of a grin.

He then placed his arm around her and helped her up off the ground.

...

"I can walk up the stairs, Killian," Emma said, as he paused at the porch to pick her up and cradle her in his arms. "It doesn't even hurt that much."

"I allowed you to hobble all the way home, acting as if you were not in considerable pain. But I believe the fingernail marks on the arm of my leather jacket would beg to differ."