The Truth About Emma Swan - COMPLETED BUT UNDER EDITING

Part 29-End

And now she's gone.

I wrap my hook around her back. God. She's so skinny. I can feel her spine. I place my other hand on her forehead, stroking her hair back and forth urging her to talk to me.

"Emma, come back to me!" I cry softly, my tears dripping down her pale face.

"This can't be the end! What about our happy ending?" I feel a tremble run through my throat which makes my words drip out my mouth.

I cradle her. I hold her as close as I possibly can to my chest, crying on her T-shirt.

A waterfall of emotions run through my body, as I sit rocking her back and forth, keeping her protected.

"I love you." I whisper in her ear, telling her what I've been urging her to say to me for the past 10 days. 10 eternities.

I hear a gasp. A loud gasp.

I quickly look down at Emma, realising that that was her.

I see two eyes open and time stood still.

I feel an arm wrap around me, and grab me. It held me.

I feel a tear run down my face.

"Killian?" I hear a dainty voice.
I gasp with happiness and excitement.

"Emma!" I shout at her, releaved that she was talking to me.

"I thought that I was never going to see your stupid face again!" She laughs at me.

"Emma, your never going to get rid of me. No matter how hard you try."