Captain Swan One Shots

Every Little Thing

Summary: Trapped in Storybrooke, Emma learns Killian is cursed in Hyperion Heights with a new identity and no memory of her or their daughter. She decides to send her shadow to visit him, hoping that it will trigger memories of her.

Rating: G

Note: This is something that I would love to see on the show in season 7. I just really need them to find ways of keeping CS connected and Killian sensing Emma. I hope you enjoy it! ~Steph

...Every Little Thing: Part 1/1...

Emma stared at their wedding photo, as her thumb swiped across her husband's face.

"I miss you," she whispered, wiping at a tear on her cheek with her other hand.

It had been nearly a month since Killian had been taken from her. She was trapped in Storybrooke and she now knew Killian, along with the others, were in Hyperion Heights in Seattle. It took a while and some fancy spells, but she was able to learn they were cursed with new identities and no memory of their former lives. Killian was a cop named Officer James Rogers. He had no memory of her or their six year old daughter, Ellie.

The thought made her heart ache. But Emma knew that she and Killian were deeply connected. No matter what happened, no matter how far apart they were, they would always be a part of each other, always sense the other.

Even though he had no memory of her, she needed him to know that she was doing everything in her power to get to him and the rest of their family. Emma knew she needed to send him a message and hoped that it would trigger memories of her. She thought back to when Killian was trapped in Neverland and had sent his shadow to deliver the Black Fairy's wand to her. And that's when she decided she would do the same.

Emma lifted her eyes from the picture frame and stared at her shadow that hovered before her. It hadn't been easy removing her shadow and it had been even harder making it so it was only visible to Killian. It could only remain separate from her body for 24 hours.

Emma turned the frame over, removed the back, and lifted their wedding picture out. She placed the photo in the hand of her shadow.

"Find Killian," she said. "Find my husband. Help him remember. Let him know I'm always with him."

And with that, the shadow flew out of the window.

Emma stared at her wedding ring and then squeezed her eyes closed. "I love you," she whispered.

...

The first time Rogers saw the shadow he was certain he was dreaming. He was lying in bed late one night, staring up at the ceiling, but sleep wouldn't come. Sleep was a rarity for him. He would toss and turn all night long. He could never fully understand why he couldn't sleep, but he knew something felt like it was missing. Even stranger, he found himself sleeping on the left side of a queen size bed, staring at the empty side as if it should be occupied.

He was in hour three of trying to sleep when a black figure swept in through his open window. It hovered above his bed, looking down at him. Rogers' mouth hung open in shock as he stared at it. He squeezed his eyes closed, sure it was his imagination. But when he opened them, it was still there.

"Bloody hell," he muttered. "It must be a dream."

But he knew better. He knew sleep hadn't yet come. Rogers' gaze swept across the slim figure. Why did it seem so familiar?

It was then that he noticed it was holding something. It reached out and Rogers hesitantly lifted his hand, his fingers brushing against those of the shadow. He felt a spark sweep through his arm as he took the photo from it. The moonlight shone on the photo, illuminating the smiling faces. Rogers couldn't believe his eyes. It was a wedding photo and he was the groom. And the bride? The bride was the most gorgeous woman he had ever seen. Blonde with a smile that could light up a room.