"This is not the end of me..." I whispered in an attempt to sing one last time, and my hand reached up to press against my loves cheek, damp from his tears.

This can't be the beginning though" he whispered back and pressed his cheek into my hand.

"It can be, for you" I said "Promise me something" I breathed and closed my eyes for a moment to catch my breath. "Promise me that you will move on, find someone else, I couldn't bear it if you were alone..." I said opening my eyes once more and my love shook his head.

"I won't be with anyone unless its you, Adaline" he said and more tears spilled over onto his cheeks. I looked around and the crew, stood around me and my love, had taken their hats off and held them to their chest in respect. One or two had tears in their eyes as well but I was too focused on the pain in my chest and on my love.

"But you must" I said and remembered our song "I know that your heart is still beating, beating darling..." I tried to sing in a broken voice but I was cut of with a cough and blood came up, I only just managed to turn my head away so that the blood fell on to the deck of the ship rather than onto my love.

"I know, but it beats for you" he said and hiccuped a little as he cried.

"I have to leave you now..." I muttered as the pain in my chest began to numb a little.

"No, I won't let you leave!" He shouted and the crew jumped a little. I smiled as best I could and I knew that I was crying as well now. Not in fear of death. I knew I should embrace my death, there was no way of stopping it from coming. I was crying in the knowledge of the pain my love was in and would be in when I had gone. I was also scared of leaving him. I know I would be dead and wouldn't well... be here to miss him, but I still felt the pain of missing him in my heart.

"Why is everyone crying? It makes me feel a little queasy. They'll see each other again" a sick voice said from behind my love. It came from Rumpelstiltskin and it was a maniacal, harsh, laughing voice. I knew he still held the sword that he had stabbed me with.

"Killian..." I whispered, wanting to say my love's name one last time. Then my hand fell from his cheek and sprawled out at my side. My eyes fluttered closed and I thought that was the end.

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"Anna!" a voice called behind me and I spun round to look down the street. A small boy with dark hair was running down the street towards me a large book in his hand.

"Hey Henry" I said with a smile as he caught up with me and we continued together down the street. "Shouldn't you be at school?" I asked and he shook his head

"No" he said simply his cheeky smile playing on his lips. I raised an eyebrow but didn't question him further.

"What's that you've got?" I asked nodding to the thick book in his hands. He grinned even wider and held it out to me.

"It's my book that I told you about" he said and I nodded

"I remember, didn't you say that everyone in Storybrooke was a character in it?" I asked taking the book and flipping it over in my hands. It had a nice, yet familiar feel to it, but I had never seen it before so I didn't know why I felt this way. I could feel Henry watching me with curiosity and I frowned. "So who's who again?" I asked and handed Henry his book back. He took it and hugged it to his chest protectively. He sighed, this was the millionth time that he had tried to explain all this to me but it was quite confusion on who everyone was.

"Mary Margret is Snow White. David is Prince Charming, my mum, Emma, is their daughter" he explained and I nodded

"Making you Snow White and Charming's grandson?"

"Yes and my adoptive mum is the Evil Queen" Henry said and we sat down on a bench to talk rather than walking around aimlessly.

"So what about..." I tried to think of someone who Henry might know "Archie?" I asked, Archie being Henry's psychiatrist and close friend

"He's Jiminy Cricket" he said.

"Right... that's all very complicated" muttered

"I know, I still haven't quite worked out who your supposed to be yet. But I'm working on it" he promised and I smiled at him politely as the large yellow school bus rolled past on its way to the school.

"Go on, you had better go to school" I said and Henry nodded reluctantly but left all the same.