The Mind

Chapter 46

Another flash of lightening showed that he was covered in blood and his glasses were broken. There was a glare on his face. Emma reached down to her gun and cocked it, then pointed it back up at Jekyll. "You aren't supposed to be here," she told him. "We defeated you once, and we will do it again." She swallowed nervously and blinked, but then he was gone. She gasped and dropped the gun, falling to the floor, sobbing.

"Swan?" Killian called out, making his way to the bedroom. "Oh my God!" He fell to his knees in front of her, taking her head in his hands. "What happened?"

"I'm going crazy," she whispered. He stood up and helped her up and picked her up off the ground. Killian took her to the bedroom and set her down on the bed, then went back into Hope's bedroom and grabbed the gun off the ground and turned the safety on. He put it in the back of his pants and joined Emma in the bedroom. "He was here, Killian."

"Who was, darling?" He asked, kneeling in front of her.

"Jekyll. He was here and he was in Hope's bedroom." There was a crackle of thunder and a moment later, another flash of lightening. Standing in the corner was Jekyll again. She gasped and flinched back, but couldn't get far because of Killian's firm grip on her knees, keeping her in place.

He looked behind him but there was no one there. The room was empty besides the two of them. "Swan, no one's there."

She glanced back at him with tears in her eyes, making his heart break. "Great. I'm hallucinating."

"Maybe you are worried that someone is going to come and hurt Hope, and the person that you are imagining is Jekyll because he is a parent who could do the most harm."

"I need my boyfriend, not a shrink session."

"Emma," he said sternly. "No one, and I mean no one is coming for Hope. No one is coming to hurt us or her. Besides, Jekyll is dead. We are all safe. Okay?"

"Okay," she whispered, looking into his bright sapphire blue eyes. "I don't mean to worry you. I feel stupid for even bringing it up. I know he is dead and I know that he can't hurt us. I'm just scared that something will happen to our baby girl."

"I told you, darling, I am here to protect you. You have nothing to worry about." She nodded and fell back into his arms. Emma snuggled her head in his neck, and Killian placed his chin over her head and squeezed her tighter in his arms. If she needed him to reassure her that he was there, then he would gladly do it.

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Four Weeks Later...

Emma looked over at Hope who was in the arms of Mary Margaret. The baby was dressed in a white dress with a headband that had a flower on the front of it around her head of brown hair. She had cute little white shoes on that matched her dress perfectly. Mary Margaret and Regina were Emma's bridesmaids and they wore matching sea foam green dresses. Emma's wedding dress had floral patterns on the top half that expanded out in a long, flowing skirt that trailed behind her on the ground as she walked. Her veil was connected to a diamond tiara that sat on her head on top of her elegant hairstyle. Her makeup was natural, but it was exactly how she wanted it to be. The music started outside and the blonde took one last glance of herself in the mirror before taking a deep breath.

"You look amazing, Emma. He's going to love it," Regina assured her.

Emma nodded. Mary Margaret handed her Hope and kissed the baby's forehead. "You'll be fine."

The blonde looked down to Hope who was looking up at her mommy with wide eyes. "Daddy's gonna love us." She opened the door and went to the doorway of the hall. Everyone stood up and looked back at her, but all she was focused on was the way that tears pooled in Killian's eyes and he brought his hands up to his mouth and covered it. She smiled and blushed, then looked down to Hope who was looking around at all the people who were there. She walked down in between the rows of chairs until she got to where Killian was standing in front of the priest under the arch of flowers. Regina took Hope and cradled the baby in her arms.

"You look beyond beautiful, Swan," Killian whispered, taking her hands in his.

"Thank you," she whispered back before the priest started talking.

"We are gathered here today to unite these two people, Mr. Killian Jones and Miss Emma Swan. They have written their own vows. Who would like to start?"

"Ladies first," Killian whispered.

Emma took a deep breath before meeting Killian's eyes once again. "I honestly didn't think I could come up here and make a big speech about how much I loved you. One, because I am not very good in crowds. Second, because I think everybody knows how much I love you. We have gone through so much together, Killian. I think we all could agree. But, we have survived. We survived all the long hours at work and all the time apart. We have survived through injuries on the job and tragedies in our lives as well. We have a daughter now, and we will survive parenthood just like we have everything else. Together."

"Oh, Swan," Killian whispered breathlessly. "I don't think anything that I wrote would top what you just said. You have been the best girlfriend in the history of girlfriends. You are so bloody sweet and adorable and beautiful. You are caring and kind, and all I can imagine when I see you is us growing old together with so many kids. Love is wanting to protect the person you are with. It's always having hope and faith in them and being honest. It's trusting them with whatever problem you are going through. I believe that what we have is true love. We are always honest and trustworthy of one another. I don't think that there are any secrets that we have that we haven't told each other. I hope to see more examples of what love is and know that we are what it is."

"Do you, Emma Swan, promise to love and cherish Killian, through sickness and health, rich or poor, until death parts you?" The priest asked. "Do you take him to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I do," she said, slipping the ring on his finger.

"Do you, Killian Jones, promise to love and cherish Emma, through sickness and health, rich or poor, until death parts you? Do you take her to be your lawfully wedded wife?" He repeated to Killian.

"Of course I bloody do," he mumbled with a smile, putting her ring on her finger.

"Then I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride." He stepped back, letting the newly weds have their space as they kissed. The audience erupted into applause as pictures were taken.

"Why hello there, Mrs. Jones," Killian mumbled on her lips before kissing her again.

"Good evening, Mr. Jones," she whispered back with a huge smile before taking Hope and getting into the limo outside to go to the reception.