What happens when I write a One shot and everyone dies?- this.
This story will begin with that adorable reunion in 5x21 and we'll see what I make happen... Enjoy!
The guards had forced me back into my room and locked me in despite my fighting against them. My parents had thought ahead as well, putting that stupid cuff on me so I couldn't use my magic. Of course in this reality they had no idea what I was capable of, even without my magic, so they were in for quite a shock.
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I quickly got dressed, adding corsets to the list of reasons I couldn't wait to get back to our reality and climbing down from my balcony. I snuck through the garden and into the back hallways, praying not all the guards knew I was on lock down. I heard my parents arguing, hiding in the library across from dad's office.
"Snow, I'm not going through this with you again!" Dad snapped. "He's not good for her!"
"David, I don't care if your ego is hurt from her disobeying you," mom said with annoyance. "She clearly cares about him, and you know how absent she's been lately. You can't tell me you haven't noticed her hiding something. If she found someone, we should be supporting her."
"He's a pirate!" He insisted as I put my hands on my bump, my cheeks burning. "Did the guards tell you how they found them this morning? He violated her!"
"They did tell me actually," she snapped back. "And it sounds like it was far from a violation. She's a grown woman and she wanted him the same way he wanted her, and if there's love there like there seems to be, I see nothing wrong with it. You can't just kill a man for loving our daughter."
"Watch me," he said angrily and I sprinted down the hall. David wasn't waiting so I didn't have time to be too careful, only barely avoiding the guards on my way to the cells in the basement. I found Killian beaten and unconscious on the floor of one of them, quickly picking the lock and pulling his head into my lap as I sat on the floor with my legs curled under me.
"Killian," I said quietly, running my hand over his cheek gently trying to wake him. "Babe, wake up, it's me. Please, just open those stupidly blue eyes for me."
"Emma," he mumbled as he started to stir, his eyes fluttering open as I ran my fingers through his hair. "Swan, what are you doing down here? You could get yourself killed."
"Ever hear of a dashing rescue?" I teased him despite the tears in my eyes and he smiled a bit as I bent to kiss him gently. "Can you move at all?"
"Aye, of course," he nodded but when he went to move he winced, barely able to sit up so I stopped him. "Love, what are you doing?"
"Not letting my fiance hurt himself," I sighed, wiping a bit of blood from his bottom lip with my thumb as he rested his forehead on mine. "Unfortunately we don't have a lot of time, dad is pretty set on execution because of what we did this morning."
"Well I had my girl back, I couldn't help myself," he smirked and I half smiled. "I'm fine, really. Just give me a moment."
"Kay," I nodded, gently helping him stand and keeping my hold on his arm. "Are you dizzy at all?"
