Killian:

Emma lays in a hospital bed, unmoving. The lad comes in with Regina. His legs give out. Regina has to pull him up. She cries as well. Snow and the Prince rush in.

"EMMA!" Snow cries forlornly.

David only cries. He is silent.

"Hook. Leave. You aren't welcome." States The prince after a bit.

"NO HEY I BROUGHT HER HERE!"

"YOU'RE NOTHING BUT SCUM!"

"WELL GOOD GOD I THOUGHT PRINCE CHARMING WOULD BE NICER!"

"WELL YOU THOUGHT WRONG!"

A heavy silence fills the room. The beeping of Emma's monitor slows. Then it goes flat. One. Long. Beep. The world around me blurs. Doctors rush in, jump starting her heart. I grab Henry and shield him. He doesn't need this. Sobs ring through out the room. After a minute the doctors are able to resuscitate her. 

"I'll, I'll a leave." I say. But then,

"Killian wait." A scratchy voice calls out.

"EMMA!" Everyone cries in unison.

"Swan," I say quietly, "Don't go dying on me. I can't pay rent alone."

She smiles. A bright happy smile. Her gaunt face doesn't suit it.

2 weeks later.

"Killian I am FINE!" She proclaims, annoyed with my constant mothering.

"Fine then, if you're so 'fine', why not go play soccer outside with your boy?"

"Actually," She recants, "I feel quite tired."

I smirk. I lean in and whisper in her ear; "Thinking about me is tiring now isn't it love?"

Emma:

He leaves me breathless. His soft accent clings to the air. God God he is... Hook. And wow. He is sexy. But he didn't get away that easy.

"Killian?" I say as sweet as sugar.

"Yes love?" He says poking his head in.

"It does get very tiring thinking of you. Of every, little, thing, you do. Analyzing every little step. But, then again, you must get tired too?" He gulps. "Thinking of me, all the time?"

"Aye love, it does get very, very tiring." He speaks breathily. My breath catches. He smirks and leaves. God damn dashing Rapscallion.