Chapter 25: Penultimate Terrors
Killian Jones
"Love, don't misunderstand me," I began cautiously. "I have absolutely loved these past couple days with my two loves, the sea and my goddess of the sea," I paused and used my lips to brush her neck. A soft giggle escaped her and I wrapped my arms even tighter around her waist. This moment was beautiful. Emma had somehow conjured up a ridiculous contraption she called a 'bikini' and a pair of 'swim trunks' for me and we were lying on the Jolly Roger, wrapped in each other's arms and basking in the sunlight. I didn't want to ruin it. But there was something different about Emma these days. At first I contributed it to our declaration of love and some new-found openness Emma might be feeling towards me, but now I realized that I was lying to myself. She wasn't acting like herself. She was acting like Milah, in those days when she most missed her son. We needed to go back to Henry. "But,"
"No! Not the 'b' word! Are you making me go back to them?" she groaned.
"No!" I insisted hugging her even closer to me if that was even possible. "But I am suggesting you go back to Henry." I could feel her tense up. A tear dripped out of her eye and onto my bare chest. "Emma?"
"I know." Her voice broke and that cracking noise broke my heart. Our fingers intertwined and I squeezed her hand. "I miss him. But I can't face my parents."
"We don't have to!" I reassured her quickly. "We can go back and I can distract your charming parents." She grinned at my completely non sexual innuendo and finally nodded.
"You're right, I'm being ridiculous! Of course we have to go back. Henry may not be in danger but that doesn't mean he's happy." I jumped up and pulled the sails up, resetting our course.
"To the Queen's Keep."
Regina Mills
Not this again! Henry! I screamed out as Gold did his best to reverse the curse that she-bitch had cast over my son to no avail. Neal held me back as I tried to blast the witch into oblivion.
"I warned you, Regina, pretend to be me again and you would pay." Ursula gloated slipping back down into the watery depths. I hadn't even been serious. It had been a joke, a funny game with Henry. We had been having so much fun over the past few days, really bonding. He had even stopped looking at me suspiciously and began preferring the time we spent together to that with his grandparents. (Although if my grandparents had been looking at each other with the soppy gazes these two had been I would run straight towards the evil queen, too.) Ariel had been basking in the depths and Henry had wanted to swim so I gave him a merman's tail and he had taken off in the shallows. He had called me to come in after him but then he got that look in his eyes, that look he had when he had some sort of deviously adorable plan. (Or were the adorably devious? When I was focused on how wonderful my son was it was difficult to say.) He had asked me if the story about me pretending to be Ursula was true and if I had done the Disney movie justice. I laughed and had morphed myself the way I had back in the day and chased him about teasing him. Then she showed up. Ursula reminded me of her past threat and when I explained that it had been a joke, I had been pretending for my son, not trying to harm anyone she got an evil look on her face.
"Well I hope your son was very amused. Because that may be the last laugh he ever has." She cackled and with that she hit him full force with some sort of sleeping curse. As he was swimming. Which of course meant that he started to sink. I rushed to him and pulling him out of the water. Ariel had thought quickly and ran to fetch Rumpelstiltskin. He began doing what he could to try to set back the curse and I did my best to kill the sea goddess. Sadly, goddesses seem to be a bit more impervious than witches are and before I could do any real harm she began setting fires in the greenery around my castle. For each shot I took she shot more flames. Ironic, really, that a sea goddesses main destruction abilities lay in fire. It wasn't until one of her flames nearly hit Snow White that Neal had dived on top of me to stop any further assault. And with that she cackled her last goodbye and slithered back into the ocean. I rushed back to Henry and cradled his life-less head in my hands.
"No!" I screamed. I could barely hear a think my head was so filled with curses I would like to throw at the sea queen but I was aware of Neal's screams and yells of anger nearby. "Henry, please! Henry!" suddenly I realized that I had been in a very similar situation before and that Henry had come out of it perfectly fine. "Emma!" I called out, looking around and half expecting her to pop out from the crowd that had gathered. Damn her, she had always been there when I didn't want her and now that I needed her she was gone? Curse her damn 'get away from mommy and daddy vacation with my dreamboat pirate' thing! "True Love's kiss! It worked with Emma before and it could work again! Someone has to go after her, someone needs to go get her!" I looked at the still people surrounding me. "Well? GO! MOVE! How hard can it be to track down a magic flying pirate ship?"
"Regina, this isn't one of our sleeping curses." Rumple yelled. I realized now that he had said it several times before, I simply hadn't been paying attention.
"What do you mean?" I snapped angrily.
"If he isn't awoken in the next ten minutes, he will die."
"Ten minutes. I have ten minutes to find Emma Swan and Captain Hook and bring them back here?"
"It's impossible, Regina, just breaking through the shields we put up after the last invasion takes at least that long." Just then a shout rose up from Pinocchio.
"Look!" he yelled. "It's the Jolly Roger!" Sure enough, for how many other pirate ships sailed through the air rather than the sea? We were saved.
"The enchantments," David groaned. "They aren't going to make it." And true to form the ship stopped and began shifting through our spells, one by one, more slowly than it could possibly take.
"No," I said. "Henry please, wake up! Emma loves you and she's almost here! Hang on for her Henry!" my voice lowered to a whisper. "Hang on for me! I love you Henry!" And without thinking I leaned forward and kissed my son's forehead, the way I had every day from the day I adopted him to the day I broke my own curse to save him.
"Love, don't misunderstand me," I began cautiously. "I have absolutely loved these past couple days with my two loves, the sea and my goddess of the sea," I paused and used my lips to brush her neck. A soft giggle escaped her and I wrapped my arms even tighter around her waist. This moment was beautiful. Emma had somehow conjured up a ridiculous contraption she called a 'bikini' and a pair of 'swim trunks' for me and we were lying on the Jolly Roger, wrapped in each other's arms and basking in the sunlight. I didn't want to ruin it. But there was something different about Emma these days. At first I contributed it to our declaration of love and some new-found openness Emma might be feeling towards me, but now I realized that I was lying to myself. She wasn't acting like herself. She was acting like Milah, in those days when she most missed her son. We needed to go back to Henry. "But,"
"No! Not the 'b' word! Are you making me go back to them?" she groaned.
"No!" I insisted hugging her even closer to me if that was even possible. "But I am suggesting you go back to Henry." I could feel her tense up. A tear dripped out of her eye and onto my bare chest. "Emma?"
"I know." Her voice broke and that cracking noise broke my heart. Our fingers intertwined and I squeezed her hand. "I miss him. But I can't face my parents."
"We don't have to!" I reassured her quickly. "We can go back and I can distract your charming parents." She grinned at my completely non sexual innuendo and finally nodded.
"You're right, I'm being ridiculous! Of course we have to go back. Henry may not be in danger but that doesn't mean he's happy." I jumped up and pulled the sails up, resetting our course.
"To the Queen's Keep."
Regina Mills
Not this again! Henry! I screamed out as Gold did his best to reverse the curse that she-bitch had cast over my son to no avail. Neal held me back as I tried to blast the witch into oblivion.
"I warned you, Regina, pretend to be me again and you would pay." Ursula gloated slipping back down into the watery depths. I hadn't even been serious. It had been a joke, a funny game with Henry. We had been having so much fun over the past few days, really bonding. He had even stopped looking at me suspiciously and began preferring the time we spent together to that with his grandparents. (Although if my grandparents had been looking at each other with the soppy gazes these two had been I would run straight towards the evil queen, too.) Ariel had been basking in the depths and Henry had wanted to swim so I gave him a merman's tail and he had taken off in the shallows. He had called me to come in after him but then he got that look in his eyes, that look he had when he had some sort of deviously adorable plan. (Or were the adorably devious? When I was focused on how wonderful my son was it was difficult to say.) He had asked me if the story about me pretending to be Ursula was true and if I had done the Disney movie justice. I laughed and had morphed myself the way I had back in the day and chased him about teasing him. Then she showed up. Ursula reminded me of her past threat and when I explained that it had been a joke, I had been pretending for my son, not trying to harm anyone she got an evil look on her face.
"Well I hope your son was very amused. Because that may be the last laugh he ever has." She cackled and with that she hit him full force with some sort of sleeping curse. As he was swimming. Which of course meant that he started to sink. I rushed to him and pulling him out of the water. Ariel had thought quickly and ran to fetch Rumpelstiltskin. He began doing what he could to try to set back the curse and I did my best to kill the sea goddess. Sadly, goddesses seem to be a bit more impervious than witches are and before I could do any real harm she began setting fires in the greenery around my castle. For each shot I took she shot more flames. Ironic, really, that a sea goddesses main destruction abilities lay in fire. It wasn't until one of her flames nearly hit Snow White that Neal had dived on top of me to stop any further assault. And with that she cackled her last goodbye and slithered back into the ocean. I rushed back to Henry and cradled his life-less head in my hands.
"No!" I screamed. I could barely hear a think my head was so filled with curses I would like to throw at the sea queen but I was aware of Neal's screams and yells of anger nearby. "Henry, please! Henry!" suddenly I realized that I had been in a very similar situation before and that Henry had come out of it perfectly fine. "Emma!" I called out, looking around and half expecting her to pop out from the crowd that had gathered. Damn her, she had always been there when I didn't want her and now that I needed her she was gone? Curse her damn 'get away from mommy and daddy vacation with my dreamboat pirate' thing! "True Love's kiss! It worked with Emma before and it could work again! Someone has to go after her, someone needs to go get her!" I looked at the still people surrounding me. "Well? GO! MOVE! How hard can it be to track down a magic flying pirate ship?"
"Regina, this isn't one of our sleeping curses." Rumple yelled. I realized now that he had said it several times before, I simply hadn't been paying attention.
"What do you mean?" I snapped angrily.
"If he isn't awoken in the next ten minutes, he will die."
"Ten minutes. I have ten minutes to find Emma Swan and Captain Hook and bring them back here?"
"It's impossible, Regina, just breaking through the shields we put up after the last invasion takes at least that long." Just then a shout rose up from Pinocchio.
"Look!" he yelled. "It's the Jolly Roger!" Sure enough, for how many other pirate ships sailed through the air rather than the sea? We were saved.
"The enchantments," David groaned. "They aren't going to make it." And true to form the ship stopped and began shifting through our spells, one by one, more slowly than it could possibly take.
"No," I said. "Henry please, wake up! Emma loves you and she's almost here! Hang on for her Henry!" my voice lowered to a whisper. "Hang on for me! I love you Henry!" And without thinking I leaned forward and kissed my son's forehead, the way I had every day from the day I adopted him to the day I broke my own curse to save him.
Chapter 26: The End!
Emma Swan
My feet hit the dock running and I could feel panic bubbling up in my chest. Henry was lying down on the dock and there was a small crowd around her looking panicked and terrified. As we were landing on the water I used Killian's telescope to look closer and I could see that my son's chest wasn't moving. He wasn't breathing. My son was dead. I had screamed, dropping the cold metal cylinder to the floorboards and not even waiting for the boat to stop moving before I leapt to the dock. Within seconds I had gotten halfway to my child but I knew it was too late. How could I have left him? I was so focused on avoiding my parents I had ignored some threat somewhere and left my son vulnerable. Regina was leaning down to kiss his forehead and before I could reach them a blast of energy nearly knocked me off my feet. Hope surged through me as I recognized this particular brand of electricity. The next two seconds felt like an eternity as everyone's eyes were fixed on my son.
His eyes flew open and he sucked air into his deprived lungs. Cries of relief flooded the air as my family and friends surged forward. At that moment he looked straight up at Regina and his mouth spread into the widest grin I had ever seen grace his face.
"Mom?" He asked. Regina inhaled sharply as tears fell from her eyes.
"Henry?" She asked, almost as though she was unwilling to believe this moment could be so wonderful.
"Mom!" He exclaimed, much more certain of himself now. He reached up and wrapped his arms around her. My heart was beating so fast and pure undiluted joy pulsed through my veins. I spun around and wrapped my true love in my arms.
"He's okay." I breathed in his ear, sensing his worry. "He's alive and he remembers." Killian's face burst into a grin as well and I looked around at this crazy family of mine. We were all celebrating, rejoicing and excited for Henry's recovery and new found memories. There were so many of us. We had all been something else in a past life. Kings, queens, werewolves, and pirates. Heroes, villains, and magicians. Some of us had fought in the past and some of us had loved each other in the past, I thought to myself as I looked at Regina and Mary Margaret hugging and Neal and Ruby holding hands. But somehow, we all had become friends because of this one little boy.
No, because of this one little boy, we had become a family.
My feet hit the dock running and I could feel panic bubbling up in my chest. Henry was lying down on the dock and there was a small crowd around her looking panicked and terrified. As we were landing on the water I used Killian's telescope to look closer and I could see that my son's chest wasn't moving. He wasn't breathing. My son was dead. I had screamed, dropping the cold metal cylinder to the floorboards and not even waiting for the boat to stop moving before I leapt to the dock. Within seconds I had gotten halfway to my child but I knew it was too late. How could I have left him? I was so focused on avoiding my parents I had ignored some threat somewhere and left my son vulnerable. Regina was leaning down to kiss his forehead and before I could reach them a blast of energy nearly knocked me off my feet. Hope surged through me as I recognized this particular brand of electricity. The next two seconds felt like an eternity as everyone's eyes were fixed on my son.
His eyes flew open and he sucked air into his deprived lungs. Cries of relief flooded the air as my family and friends surged forward. At that moment he looked straight up at Regina and his mouth spread into the widest grin I had ever seen grace his face.
"Mom?" He asked. Regina inhaled sharply as tears fell from her eyes.
"Henry?" She asked, almost as though she was unwilling to believe this moment could be so wonderful.
"Mom!" He exclaimed, much more certain of himself now. He reached up and wrapped his arms around her. My heart was beating so fast and pure undiluted joy pulsed through my veins. I spun around and wrapped my true love in my arms.
"He's okay." I breathed in his ear, sensing his worry. "He's alive and he remembers." Killian's face burst into a grin as well and I looked around at this crazy family of mine. We were all celebrating, rejoicing and excited for Henry's recovery and new found memories. There were so many of us. We had all been something else in a past life. Kings, queens, werewolves, and pirates. Heroes, villains, and magicians. Some of us had fought in the past and some of us had loved each other in the past, I thought to myself as I looked at Regina and Mary Margaret hugging and Neal and Ruby holding hands. But somehow, we all had become friends because of this one little boy.
No, because of this one little boy, we had become a family.
And that was all she wrote…AH! I've been working on this for months so thank you so much for sticking with me through writers block and confusing plot points! I appreciate all my lovely readers and especially my reviewers! This was my first attempt at fanfiction and I am so grateful for all of you for all your support. Let me know what you thought of the story and please read some of my newer stories!
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