The Truth About Emma Swan - COMPLETED BUT UNDER EDITING

Part 68-No One To Save Me

He came with his hands dug deep into his pockets and we all stood up. "I have some news, I am so, so sorry, but I have some bad news..." His words trailed away as a tear creeped down my cheek.

Doctor Whale stood in the middle of the room as he hesitated to finish his sentence. I stood up and so did Snow and David, struck by all Doctor Whale had only just started to speak. "Well what is it Whale?" I felt my heart rate quicken and quicken in my chest, finding myself gasping for air to reach my lungs.

"We've completed the tests and found out that..." His words trailed of and I couldn't think of anything, my slow, short breathes were the only thing keeping me in my salvation. I looked over at Snow and David who were crying before snapping back into the conversation. Doctor Whale continued, trembling.

"I'm so sorry, we ran the tests and we got the results, Emma has..." I took another gasp of air, trying not to break down, and to be strong. "She has been diagnosed with a stomach cancer." I heard Snow and David gasp as Snow broke down and David wrapped his arms around her. I watched as she cried into his shoulders, as David held her tight and rubbed her back. I stood there and watched them holding each other tight, as the tears dripped of my cheeks until I could take it no longer. 

I ran down the corridor, not looking back, only hearing the distant sounds of Snow and David calling back for me as I ran away. I ran back into the room where Emma's bed was empty and dropped on the floor, resting my head on the edge of bed, crying, unafraid of anyone seeing me like this. 

I sat with my knees pressed onto my chest and cried, only lifting my head up to take the odd singular breath and then dropping it back down.  The same thought kept hitting through my head. That was it, that time I let go of her hand before the operation was the last time she would hold it. That was the last time she would take my hand and it wouldn't have to be the other way around.

I heard David and Snow coming down the corridor and I didn't stand up to great them and I just sat and continued crying, the downfall hitting my cheeks then the floor, in a repetitive circle. They came through the double doors and Snow was the first to speak. "Sweetie? Come on baby, you need to talk to us." I ignored her and remained my position crying alone. David carried on, finding out where I was sitting. "Kil, come on, we are only here to comfort you mate." 

I still didn't speak back and Snow and David came and sat down next to me on the floor. Snow came and patted me on the back and she pulled me in for a hug, and I gave up and collapsed into her shoulders, still crying. David joined in and then tipped my head up and wiped away my tears. I looked up at him, rubbing my eyes. "Hey, it's okay, she'll get through this Kil, she's already been through loads." Snow said quietly and I answered back.

"What happens if she doesn't?" My voice broke. "What happens if I never see her beautiful smile or hear her laugh again?" I cried out, my hands shaking. "Killian, she will, she'll come back to you." Snow started and David continued. "But remember, remember what you told her Killian? What you told me that night when we were drinking in here?" Snow looked up at David and made one of her "you did what?!" faces but he ignored her and carried on. "You told her that you would be strong, you made that promise and you've not broken it since then, so don't start now."

I sat up, took a deep breath and wiped my tears away, answering back. "Yeah, I told her that." I took a deep breath, my voice breaking. "But it's so hard David, she was keeping me strong and now she's getting weaker and she... She's not here to keep me strong. I don't know how I can keep doing this. It's killing me." I started to cry even more, but I also sighed a sigh of relief getting everything of my chest. It may have killed me, but at least they both know.

He pulled me in tight for another hug and Snow joined in, but then she pulled away and smiled. "There's a tad of light though Killian, when you ran of Doctor Whale mentioned that Emma's cancer is a only a stage one which means he can perform a surgery is  to remove the part of the stomach with cancer so that'll hopefully be no longer a problem." I smiled. "Well, at least that's good."

"Yeah Killian it is. We'll always be with you along the way and you can always talk to us about anything, and one day Em will be here to talk about all of it and hold you tight, just like you've done for the past year." Snow smiled and stood up, followed by David who put his hand up to help me up. I took his hand and got up, following them out of the room, with no more tears to wipe away.

We got back down to the examination room and Emma was pushed out on the bed. I leaned over her and kissed her lips before whispering into her ears our little signature phrase. "I'm a survivor." I heard Snow laugh, hearing what I said and I laughed too. I took her hand and watched as Snow pressed her head into David's shoulders and he wrapped his arms around her as we made our way down the corridors.

 I was finally feeling a little better and I hoped that the cloud storms would soon pass with Emma's operation coming up later in the week.