She hoped beyond hope that she was right that Captain Hook's wife was still alive. She knew she had felt a heartbeat the last time she was up at the Echo Caves but what if it was her own? All she could remember now was her heart pounding as Peter Pan explained to her how her powers were stronger then anyone else. How she held the power to kill the Dark One for good.

Now, Emma's heart was practically beating out of her little chest she was so worried for Captain Hook. Unfortunately, each beat was a stronger reminder of the silence around her. No one else aboard the Jolly Roger had any sort of movement within their bodies. No growth occurred in anyone else but Emma could feel the growth in her own awkward 15 year old body. What if she was just hoping that there was someone else like her in Neverland? Hoping for someone who aged like she did?

Emma sighed, she had never celebrated her birthday, no one did since no one here aged but tomorrow... tomorrow she turned 16. At least she was pretty sure she did. People talked about it being late October and Emma had tried to make a calendar of sorts. She had figured out that it had to be around October 21st-October 22nd. It was more of a joke here for the pirates aboard this ship. They laughed about "Halloween" and how Emma's old world was scary on it's own without a holiday to prove it. Not that they knew what her world was really like. No one escaped Neverland except for Peter Pan himself.

Emma shakes her head, trying to push the thoughts from her mind. She had bigger things to think about then herself. Instead, Emma looks back towards the Captain steering the ship. He had a little smile playing across his face and Emma could practically see through his brain to his thoughts. He must have been thinking about his wife, Milah. She wonders if Hook had always been like this or if Milah knew a different man than the one in front of her whose eyes sent shivers down her spine.

"Nervous Emma?" Hook asks, hiding a smirk behind his eyes.

"Never."

"We'll see about that," Hook replies to her, watching her shift her footing. She hopes she doesn't look nervous. After all, she had told the Captain that his wife was alive, she was taking him to the echo caves with a chance of hope and she could be wrong. She could lose everything.

Emma didn't know what would happen if she was wrong. A part of her wondered if Hook would kill her for her lies but Emma didn't think he had it in him to hurt her. Then again she had been wrong about him before. Her thoughts continue to run through her head but she can't stop herself from staring at him as she thinks, burning a hole through his skull trying to read his thoughts.

"Stop looking at me, love. You're much too young to have a chance with me," Hook jests, smiling a little at her. He always softened up around her. Neither was very sure why but it made Emma smile a little. She had a feeling that this was the only real part of Captain Hook.

"Sorry," Emma says back quietly, turning back to watch the waves crash over the sides of the boat, maybe to keep her mind at bay.

"Are you worried, lass?" Hook says absent-mindedly, his eyes on the seas in front of them, his hands on the wheel, turning it easily with experienced fingers.

"About what?" Emma asks back.

"About being wrong, of course."

"I'm not sure," Emma says honestly, she felt courageous when she offered up her information but now that she had time to think, she wondered if she had made a mistake. She didn't want anyone to get hurt especially him.

"Well don't worry, love. I'm not getting my hopes up. Besides, I have a lovely punishment for you if you're wrong," He sneers at her.

"You're lying," Emma whispers, more to herself then to him. There was no need to cause a brawl but she knew that he was in fact, showing hope in his eyes, much like her own eyes had lit up when she met a new family, or when she had met Peter, although she found that there was not much left to hope for anymore.

"LAND!" Smee yells from the top of the crow's nest, his eyes through a telescope. Emma looks in the direction that Smee is facing, her eyes squinting. Smee was right, there was land. A shadow lay over the area of Neverland, making the section of caves look gloomy and dark. Emma tried to think back, but she couldn't remember if the Echo Caves had always looked like that. A tug in her stomach told her that something was wrong. "Killian," Emma says, looking at him worriedly.

"Yes, lass?"

"I think someone's already here," Emma replies, her eyebrows creased in worry. What was left in Hook's smile fades rapidly before her eyes. There were not many people who visited the Echo Caves and if someone was here, it was more then likely a follower of Peter Pan.

"Drop all the sails!" Hook screams loudly to the crew, "We're speeding our ship up!" His face looks heated, upset. This was the fastest ship in the world and no lost boy should have beaten them here. They shouldn't have even known. Emma clenches her teeth. She was done having people get in her way, especially the boys who had cast her aside.

"Emma slow down!" Killian screams from the bottom of the cliffs leading up to the Echo Caves but Emma can't slow down. She is raging with anger at whoever came here. Magic flows in her fingertips, glowing brightly beneath her skin, ready to flare through her fingertips at any moment.

The crew is beneath her, pulling the boats up to shore from the Jolly Roger and Killian is still screaming at her, trying to help his crew while controlling the heated teenager. A part of her says to stop but her legs are fast and she can climb faster then the boat crew ever could. "Emma please!" Killian screams angrily at her. She stops in her tracks at the top of the cliff, out of breath.

"They are trying to punish me!" Emma screams back, more forcefully then she intended, "I can't let them do this!"

"Can you just… HOLD ON!" Hook screams back, running to climb where she had, leaving the crew to pull up the rest of the boats. Emma waits, watching him climb with his hook for a hand. He's actually rather good at it for a man with one hand and he scrambles up the mountain the best he can. The crew is dragging behind but Emma doesn't need to wait for them. She doesn't even know why she's waiting for Hook but she does.

He grunts loudly as he pulls himself up. One leg over the other, his hook snagging onto a branch and he's off the cliffs, once again facing Emma. His forehead is covered in sweat, his hair rustled by the wind and his body is hunched over as he catches his breath, breathing hard. "That's harder then it looks with a hook for a hand," Killian grumbles, ripping off his jacket and tossing it aside so he's only wearing a white v-neck shirt that is sticking to his chest hair.

He looks more human like this and Emma can't help but smile at him. He looks less intimidating and as much as she hates to admit it, more handsome. "Shall we?" Hook asks her, looking at the caves in front of them, his breathing still harsh from the climb.

"Guess so," Emma replies, not waiting for him to start walking. She wants to lead this battle. After all, they were here because of her.

They both stand in front of the caves and even from outside it's obvious that the light from outside isn't going to be enough to light their path. Emma turns to Killian, she can feel the heat of magic in her body and knows it will come easy for her to conjure what she feels. "Don't judge me," Emma says simply before spreading her fingers, releasing magic from her palm, like a fire in her hands. Hook eyes the flame with caution and Emma breathes in sharply, hoping he doesn't look at her like a freak of nature. She knows how worried Killian gets with magic. But he just takes a deep breath and nods to her.

"Stay here boys," Hook says, turning to the crew that had just crawled their way up to cliffs. They all hold various weapons of choice, ready to kill at the order but they all relax a bit at the Captain's voice. Emma just shakes her head at them. They all seemed rather buffoonish to her, following Hook around like a group of lost puppies.

"Let's go," Killian says to Emma, drawing her attention back to him. He always drew the attention back to him. He starts to lead them into the cave but Emma steps in front of him, blocking his path.

"I have the light so… I think it's best I lead," Emma smirks at him. Hook looks down at her, his face full of surprise and he opens his mouth as if to talk back but stops himself. Emma eyes him warily, preparing for him to scream at her but he doesn't, just looking at her curiously.

"As you wish," He says finally, raising his eyebrows at her but keeping his mouth shut, letting her lead.

"I have the light it makes sense," Emma argued back, walking into the cave ahead of him.

"Yeah yeah," Killian says, shaking his head at her, "let's go find my wife."

Emma's bare feet crunch on pebbles that litter the floor of the cave but she barely feels anything. Her feet as so calloused at this point that she doubts shoes would even help her in the slightest. Nonetheless, she can't help but feel a little underdressed next to Hook, who's tight leather pants and black boots make her scraps of clothing look like she is his prisoner rather then a fellow traveller. Just despite him, she makes a point to stay just a few feet ahead, not wanting to be treated like another buffoon of a follower that waits patiently for her Captain's orders.

"I hear something," Hook whispers, bringing Emma out of her competitive mindset and back to reality. A very soft thump echoes every fraction of a second, the sound reaching Emma's ears the minute she stops walking.

"This way," Emma whispers, nodding to the Captain to confirm he wasn't crazy. The caves are dark and twisted but Emma doesn't let that slow her down. She's practically running down the twisty paths within the cave but she isn't worried about getting lost. The sounds of a heartbeat get louder now and she knows they must be closing in on the source. She makes a quick turn and stops short, her eyes meeting a new kind of light that she wasn't entirely expecting. Killian stops behind her, stupefied. They were in the middle of a deep cavern and there were no signs of holes above them to let in sunlight. Emma runs through scenarios in her head deciding it must be magic creating the blue glow ahead of her. Excitement takes over and Emma starts to walk again, her feet barely moving before Killian yells behind her.

"Slow down, lass," Killian says, his feet following in hers. Something in his tone makes Emma listen to him and she slows down just a little to turn back to him. The light is only a few hundred feet away from them, too far away to make out the exact source but Emma knows that it must be the culprit of the soft thumping in the walls. Killian seems to be realizing that too and as a result, has planted his feet where he so as not to move.

"I… I," The Captain avoids her gaze, looking at the blue light and then turning his head to look back where they came. The thought wanders through Emma's mind that he might not know what to do if she really is right. That this could be Milah. But Emma is only a child, and he seems to pick himself up before she has a chance to think of a way to comfort him.

"Nevermind. Let's go," Hook says, more confidence in his voice. Emma looks at him, desperately wanting to help but she has never been a voice of reason. No one had ever looked at her for emotional support.

"Are you okay?" Emma starts.

"I said go!" Hook says again, a little more aggressively this time and it makes Emma jump. She turns back on her heel apologizing quietly.

Her feet move quickly now, followed swiftly by Hook. The light gets closer and closer to them and Emma reaches the clearing first, a gasp on her lips as she realizes that they are not alone.

"Killian stop!" She screams, watching helplessly as knots pull at her feet, a net pulling from below her. Emma screams as the net flies her up high into the clearing of the cave. Something shimmering surrounds the net. There must be a spell on it, Emma thinks to herself, but it doesn't stop her from trying. Fire escapes from her palms, followed by ice, rocks, and any wave of magic she can conjure up from within her inner rage. None of it seems to work.

"There's no point in trying that, lass," Felix's voice rings out from below her, walking slowly into view followed by Tootles. Tootles.

"Tootles!" Emma screams from behind the thick ropes, trying to turn her body to him. If anyone were to listen to her, it would be him. He looks up at the sound of his name. He was still so young, innocence smiling back at her. He was still the small ten year old she remembered.

"Emma?" He says, confusion on his face, "You're… You're the traitor?"

"What? No! No I would never turn against you!" Emma yells back, but he looks over at the dreaded pirate standing in the doorway of the cavern and then back to Emma. Fear crosses his eyes.

"You brought a pirate here? To Peter's mother?" Tootles asks, honest curiosity behind his words.

"Yes, she did. This is a sacred place. A place Peter asked US to protect… You do want to protect this place don't you?" Felix says to Tootles, raising his eyebrows at him. Tootles nods to him eagerly, somewhat ignoring Emma's continued cries to him.

"This isn't a sacred place! She is suffering! She is his wife!" Emma screams, her eyes locking with Hook who has pulled the blade out of his side, silently watching the interaction between her and the Lost Boys. He looks distressed, his jaw tight. It's not like they weren't expecting threats, but they had been so naïve.

"Well Peter's covered this place in magic. No one will be able to touch his precious wife," Felix laughs simply, eyeing Hook with a bored expression across his face, "And we have some orders for the girl," He adds, smirking up to Emma who bares her teeth at him, "Although I'm not sure why Peter would want anything to do with an ugly Duck like you." Felix sneers at her and Emma swears she will punch that boy when she gets out of here. If she gets out of here.

"She's not going with you," Hook growls at them.

"What are you going to do about it pirate," Felix spits at him, pulling two blades on him and turning his lean teenage body to face the strong pirate in front of him. A reciprocal look of male aggression is plastered across their faces.

"I've never liked Lost Boys," Killian spits at him, his eyes switching to Tootles but the boy is standing away, not knowing what to do. Felix laughs and Killian's wrists move instinctively towards the sound. The blade moves with experience, soaring above Killian's head and down in an attempt at harming Felix but he's too slow in his movements. The teenager gasps, rolling out of the path of the sword. "Is that all you've got, Hook," Felix growls. Emma can see the flames firing in Killian's face and he growls loudly, swiping his sword again at Felix who fights back, using one of his blades to delay any damage the sword could do.

"You are a pathetic excuse of a pirate!" Felix screams, pushing the sword out of his path and jumping at the pirate who just shoves the boy down, using his sword like a spear towards Felix's arm.

"Ah!" Felix grunts, the sword cutting him in the forearm, but it is only to distract him and the next swipe comes down to his face. Emma scream but Felix seems to sense Hook's next move and pushes himself back, still holding his arm in pain.

Emma watches helplessly from above them, holding her breath. The Lost Boy is quick in his return and Emma closes her eyes. Using one of his knives, Felix whips his wrist, aiming for Hook's arm, in an attempt to make the Captain drop his weapon and Emma hopes beyond hope it misses. The swish of the knife against Hook's skin makes him gasp but it passes above his wrist, barely missing him. Hook laughs loudly in a big booming growl of a laugh, his temper clearly rising fiercely the more the boy fights. Felix makes a sound of annoyance but his eyes are still watching Hook. Both of them are on edge, waiting for the other to make a move.

"What's the matter, lass? Can't keep up?" Hook spits, raising his eyebrows. Hook's smirk is still on his face as he moves his sword easily, pushing down on Felix's other blade, a much smaller one that Felix tries to use against the Captain's but it is no match for a sword and the blade falls easily from Felix's grasp, falling to the floor where Killian can kick it away from him.

"I am done fighting you children," Killian whispers, his blade at Felix's throat, mere inches from slicing through his skin. Felix stands still, taunting him.

"Do it then," Felix growls.

"STOP!" Emma screams, "Killian don't!" Her words make him jump and his eyes seem to return to normal but he doesn't stop looking at Felix.

"One day," Killian whispers, but his face is much calmer and he turns his blade to the other end, bringing the butt of his sword down of Felix's head. Emma watches his body crumble to the floor.

"Is he?"

"No, just knocked out," Hook says, his eyes falling on Tootles, "And what to do with you."

"No! No… he's my friend. Don't hurt him," Emma yells down to them, her feet struggling to get out of the net.

"GET ME DOWN!" She screams, anger flaring inside her, magic pushing from her fingertips but she can't get out.

"Do you know how to get her down, lass?" Hook asks Tootles, both watching Emma throw a fit above them.

"There's a rope attached to the net," Tootles says, pointing at the rope behind Emma that is holding her up above them.

"Thank you," Hook says slowly, eyeing Tootles warily but walking over to the rope, swinging his blade towards the knots and letting Emma fall to the ground with an oomph.

"I swear I will kill him! I will kill…oh," Emma's fury seems to blaze out as a small body grabs at hers, hugging her close.

"I missed you," Tootles whispers to her, her arms around her neck. She smiles, feeling the anger leave her face and her hands reach down to hug him too.

"I missed you too," Emma says softly, holding him close to her. It was true. After everything with the Lost Boys she had assumed that they were out of her life forever. She found that she was grateful for the little arms around her throat.

"Aye, children," Killian says, looking at them with disdain.

"Oh, yes! I'm sorry!" Emma shakes her head, separating herself from the Lost boy to focus on the matter at hand.

"First things first," Emma says while turning to Felix. She waves her hand at the knocked-out boy so that ropes tie around his wrists and ankles and a piece of cloth covers his mouth, keeping him from yelling too much when he wakes up. She thinks for a second but then waves again, sending bandages around Felix's arm. She sees Hook laugh, looking impressively at her abilities. Emma just smiles a little in return, focusing back on the blue light above them. They can't see much from this angle, but there is wisps of something brown that pass their side of the orb every couple seconds and Emma has a feeling that it's Milah's hair.

"Alright… I'm not quite sure how to do this…," Emma admits, chewing on her lip nervously. She expects Hook to start screaming at her but he doesn't, his eyes transfixed on the orb above them.

"Just try," He says finally, his eyes still focused on the energy of the room. Emma takes a deep breath, trying to summon all of her emotions in her body. Anger has always worked best for her and she focuses on images of her past, closing her eyes and letting her mind wander to the past.

"You stupid girl!" A woman screams into her ear, the spit practically coming at her face in hatred.

"You belong with the dogs," She hears, the voice ringing loudly from her past

"She's not one of us. She'll never be a lost boy," Felix growls, an image of the Lost boys all facing her with disgust in their eyes.

Images of being pushed and beaten overtake her mind, fueling the heat in her chest.

Just the few images are enough to cause her to gasp in the thoughts of her horrible past. She can't think of more. She just can't.

"Emma!" Tootles screams, and she opens her eyes, seeing the flames of magic spurting out of her body like blood.

"Stay back!" Emma yells back, aiming her hands up to the orb above them. Her magic pulls and twists with the orb, altering the light on the sides but the blue light remains unmoved.

"Ah," Emma groans, grinding her teeth. She can feel the pull and push through her veins, shaking her bones with power. "I can't… I can't….Ah," Emma feels her body crumpling to the floor in pain. Her chest is on fire and breathing comes out heavy as sweat drips from her forehead. The magic out of her fingers slows to nothing, leaving her lying on the floor with the orb unchanged.

"What happened?!" Hook screams, confusion covering his face.

"It didn't work," Emma spits. How could he not see that?

"Try again," Killian yells, reaching for Emma but she swats him away.

"It's not going to…"

"Please… please try again," He pleads with her. She doesn't want to look into his eyes but she does, seeing the need in his eyes.

"I… I don't know what to do," Emma says back, her voice fragile and child-like but she can't help it. Her body feels so weak against the cavern floor.

"Why do you want to hurt Peter's mother?" Tootles asks quietly.

"I don't want to hurt her, Tootles… I'm trying to save her," Emma tries not to roll her eyes but her ignorance is clear in her teenage voice.

"It looked like you were trying to burn her… Why would she come out with flames of magic around her?" Tootles asks. The question was simple enough and Emma sighs laying her head down on the ground. He was so naïve… or was he?

"Do you think anger would draw her farther away?" Emma asks, sitting up from the floor. Tootles and Hook seem to look at her confused but she's barely acknowledging their presence.

"No no of course not. Of course anger wouldn't work. She needs happiness… She needs… love…," Emma rubs her hands on her face, thinking. No images pop into her head. Nothing.

"But… I don't know love…," Emma says quietly. She almost wants to laugh because the pain in her chest hurts so badly. She has no other magic but anger. Why would she?

"What about us?" Tootles asks, walking to Emma's side and reaching for her hand.

"I'm not sure that will…."

"The lad has a point. You care for the boy, yes?" Hook asks and Emma nods in return, focusing on the Lost Boy next to her, feeling his energy run through her body.

"But I'm not sure it's enough," Emma says to Hook. She's not sure why she asks him, why she looks up at him but he seems to understand and he walks to her other side, reaching for the other hand. His hand is bigger then hers and it's rough on her skin but warm and Emma smiles at him.

"This is my love for my wife," Killian says, trying to clear the air, "Not that you aren't a lovely girl but…"

"I understand," Emma laughs. Her teenage hormones pound loudly in her heart though, and she can feel her cheeks blushing. She shouldn't have a crush on the most feared pirate in Neverland but she was never very good at controlling her emotions. Especially when he was in danger just moments before. Instead she lets the warmth from their hands run through her body, trying to grasp at their energy as a source of fuel. Tootles holds on tighter and she smiles, hope filling her body.

"I can feel it… I can feel the energy…," Emma nods, planting her feet on the floor of the cavern so as to allow the energy of the room to swarm through her feet, filling her body with the last thread of love left in this place.

This time she doesn't tell them to move back, her magic won't hurt them. Instead she aims her hands up, her fingers laced tightly to her friends, and lets the magic run out of her slowly. It's white, like a liquid cloud escaping her body and she looks at it in wonder. She had never seen that type of magic before. Slowly the light drifts up to the orb, surrounding the sides tightly in it's grasp. Her body still feels the tug of the orb, but it is much easier this time, the orb's walls falling slowly around a beautiful sleeping woman, revealing her to the elements.

Long brown hair that is braided throughout covers the pale skin and dark features of the woman's body as she is lowered slowly to the cavern floor.

"Milah… Emma you… you did it…," Hook says quietly. Emma releases his hand quickly, letting him run to the woman now lying on the floor. The white magic stops as soon as she breaks free, pushing the room into darkness.

"Milah… Milah!" Hook screams, his hands reaching for her, lifting her off the floor into his arms. She is unmoving and her eyes only lift for a moment.

"She's so weak… Milah!" Killian screams louder, trying to get through to the woman in his arms, "please!"

"Emma," Tootles says softly, moving closer to her for protection.

"I know Tootles," Emma whispers back. She can feel what Tootles feels. There is a strange shift in the cavern. Everything is going dark and Emma lights her hand again for a source of light, hoping to brighten up the room, but it doesn't seem to be doing as much as it should. In fact, the flame is moving in her hand as if someone is trying to blow it out. The woman?

"Hook… It's time to go. We have to go," Emma says, feeling her heart racing in her chest. Darkness creeps across the room. Something is wrong. Something is very wrong. "I don't think that she is what you think she is," Emma adds.

"No… I will not leave her," Killian says back, his eyes still on the woman dying in his arms.

"Killian NOW!" Emma screams, her eyes shifting between the room around them and the woman on the floor. Suddenly a gasp escapes Milah's lips.

"Oh no… oh no," Emma shuts her eyes, she doesn't want to watch. She can feel the energy change, this isn't right. Nothing is right.

"Milah?" Killian asks quietly. Silence overcomes the room and then a shrill scream escapes the woman's lips, a scream so painful that it shakes Emma to her core with the pain of a thousand years of torture.

"NONE CAN ESCAPE THE DARKNESS!" Milah gasps, her eyes widening in fear, her shivers between words scaring even her husband. Her body twists wildly as she screams in Killian's arms, "NONE ESCAPE A BLACK HEART!"

"MILAH! It's me, it's your husband!" Hook tries to shake her, still holding tightly to her flailing body. A tear sheds from his eyes, watching his wife in pain.

"Please… please."

Emma doesn't know who Killian is pleading to but her heart pangs with guilt all the same. She takes a step forward. They've come this far.

"Let me try," Emma cries, running to his side. The woman's body is shaking too much for her to touch her body and Emma tries to wrap her hands around the woman's cheeks. There is dark magic in her soul and Emma can feel it in her fingertips.

"Her heart," Emma says quietly but she knows there is no need for her to explain to Killian that his wife has been exposed to darkness for too long. That a black heart will not beat on it's own. Emma focuses her energy, trying to reach for the light powers that she had before. Little white wisps glow out of her hands into Milah's body.

"Maybe I can add some light to her before it's too late," Emma whispers, but the light is not enough. "Please work please work please work," Emma chants to herself, pleading with the magic in her hands. Another gasp escapes Milah's lips and her body stops shaking, her eyes fluttering.

"Milah.. MILAH!" Killian yells, watching the woman's eyes flutter, trying to stay open.

"I love you," She whispers, her eyes meeting Killian's. She doesn't say anything else, her lips practically white with death and Emma wonders how she's even speaking.

"I love you too," He whispers back. Emma stares between the two of them, feeling incredibly out of place with her hands on Milah's cheeks.

"I'd better leave," Emma says, releasing her magic from Milah's face. Shrill screams escape again from the woman's mouth and Emma screams in return, true fear in her eyes, "Ugh!" Emma yells, putting her hands back to Milah's cheeks but it doesn't work, the blank expression taking over Milah's body.

"What's happening!" Killian screams, holding tightly to his wife. The screams start to fade, rapidly and Emma grabs at his wife but it does nothing. "Emma help her!" He screams at the child but she shakes her head.

"She's not meant to live Killian...," Emma says, "She's not supposed to be alive. You need to let her go. She is not your wife anymore!" Emma screams, her hand reaching for the pirate but he shoves her off, his hands shaking Milah, trying to awaken her.

"Milah…Milah…no," Hook's eyes close and he pulls the woman close to him, holding her to his chest and cradling the lifeless body. Emma watches them, a pang of guilt in the pit of her stomach.

"You could have saved her! You helped her! Why did you let go!?" He screams at Emma but she just shakes her head at him, backing away from them.

"It wouldn't have kept her alive for much longer. I'm sorry," Emma whispers, "A black heart can't be fixed you know that."

"EMMA!" this time it is Tootles turn to yell at her and Emma screams out, covering her ears. She is too young for this, she is not in charge, she is just a child.

"WE NEED TO GO!" Tootles screams and Emma doesn't understand why the room is still so dark, why the woman was turning the room so dark.

"My wife…" Killian whispers and all three of them look up to see Milah rising out of his arms, spinning in the air.

"Whatever that is… it isn't your wife… She's just a shadow. Pan's shadow," Emma whispers and sure enough, Milah's body starts to disappear as she turns, dust flying into the walls of the cavern, no more screams, no pain, just dust.

"She's free," Emma whispers, as the cave plunges once again into a silent darkness. As Emma's hands let out light, she can see the dark eyes of a Captain looking at betrayal. Nothing blows at her hands, and the light burns brightly, but Hook's eyes don't leave her sight.

"You were wrong, Swan," He grits through his teeth.

"I'm sorry… I didn't know what would happen I…"

"Don't talk back to your Captain," Hook growls, raising his arm to aim his hook at her cheek.

"I am not your…" Emma starts but Hook laughs manically.

"Oh but you lost, love. She was not alive," Hook grimaces, tears streaking down his face and Emma feels pure fear in her stomach, "You better bow down, Swan," The Captain curses in the shadows of her shaking hands, "You are a part of my crew now."

A/N: Hope everyone enjoyed that chapter! As you can tell things will/are getting a bit darker for awhile as things heat up but Emma's not a child anymore and her life will start to fall more into place as we get into further chapters! Thank you to all my readers and followers I hope I haven't disappointed. We are only 1-2 chapters away from some reallyyy heated up scenes and I am very excited to share some of that with you guys! Thanks!