Never Letting Go || CS

Epilogue

A/n I'm a thousand times sorry for not giving you the ending in aaages but here's a recap: after Killian rescued Milah, Emma felt like she wasn't wanted anymore so left to live a life on her own, on land. A year later, Killian set out to win her back, but it was already too late. A vengeful Milah came after Emma and forced her into a duel. Emma lost, and Milah killed her right in front of Killian's eyes. Killian blamed himself. He decided Emma's body back to her parents despite the fact that they disowned her.

I hope you enjoy the last part of this fanfic, and make sure to read all of the A/n at the end of this chapter since it's really important :)

Killian arrived at the castle gates after walking for two days solid, only to be stopped by two guards, who questioned him as to why he was here, but as soon as they recognised the princess lying limp in his arms, they let him pass. As he walked in, tears still falling, Snow and Charming ran out, having been informed of his arrival.

Snow stopped in her tracks as she saw her daughter laying in Killian's arms, soaked in blood that was now dried. "No!" She screamed. "What did you do to her you bastard?"

Killian shook his head, more tears falling, "I didn't-" He choked out. "I would never." Was all he could come up with before he collapsed to his knees, still clutching onto Emma, out of pure exhaustion.

Snow ordered that the guards take Emma's body inside, to be prepared for a funeral fit for the princess she was. The guards had trouble trying to pry Emma's body from Killian's grasp, for he was unwilling to let her go just yet. "No! Please! Just...just let me say goodbye." The desperation and hurt was laced in his tone, so the guards paused to poor towards Snow and Charming for approval. Snow gave them a slight nod, and one guard said he had 5 minutes.

Killian cradled Emma for a while, whispering in her ear about how much he wanted to trade places with her, for him to be the one lying there lifeless in the place of Emma, if only she could still be alive. He told her how much he loved her, and always had, and how he regretted even thinking of finding Milah, because if he had one chance to take all of this back, he would in a heartbeat. He even said he'd give up the chance of being with her if that meant she was still alive, because she just meant that much to him, and it broke his heart that this was all his fault. He remembered Emma had told him it was not but he couldn't help but think that way, for he was the one who brought Milah back in the first place. What did he think would happen?

In no time, the guards were approaching Killian again, ready to take Emma's body. Killian kissed her forehead in haste, as the guards picked her up. He clutched onto her hand for as long as he could, laying soft kisses to her cold skin, before it slipped from his grasp and his arms went limp by his side.

Killian clutched his face in his hands and shook his head softly, muttering "No, no, no, no," over and over again.

"Hook," He heard, the snappy tone coming from none other than Snow White. He thought they'd gone inside, but apparently not. He lifted his head slowly to look at Snow. She had a stern look about her, which was a dramatic change from her usual kind, benevolent vibe she carried with her, for everyone. The glare she gave Killian was deadly, "We need to know how Emma- how she-" her voice cracked as she choked up again, "died." The last word came out as a wail before she collapsed into her husband's arms, sobbing.

Killian took a moment as he stood up, tearing up because of the stinging memory seared into his mind, then began telling of how Emma's life came to an end. David listened with a scowl, yet his broken look was still evident. Snow's silent tears did not cease, and the look of pure disdain never left her features.