And she lived…

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The Saviour’s happily ever after. (one-shot) | ff.net + ao3

A/N: I kinda got super emotional over writing
Emma’s journey as a Saviour, as a woman, as a mother, as a daughter, as a
partner, as a friend. Ideas of what could be part of Emma’s happy ending, some
parts inspired in Jen’s words and Jafar’s s6 teaser, flowed natural (there’s so
much to write about Emma jfc) so I hope to have done it justice.

It’s ticklish that
thing. Saviors never live happily ever
after. And still, perhaps is the reason her life is such a scary mess.

Because no matter how
hard she tried, things keep sliding through her fingers. Because it’s not meant
to be. Because she’s damned, and life had given her a lesson of it already.

She always wanted to
be a part of something, to know why families kept rejecting her, why she wasn’t
enough for them, why she hadn’t been enough for her own parents. Ingrid came.
Ingrid was a proof that, even when happiness is at the reach of your hand, you
can’t dream too far.

She loved Neal; she
lost him and got into a mess of a situation inside jail – she loved that baby,
her baby; she wasn’t meant to be a mother. The boy found her; he already had a
mother, one that seemed to know what she was doing, one that could give Henry
everything he needed. She cared for Graham – even could have gotten to love him
with the time, – Graham died in her arms. She learned she was a Savior, a
daughter of a family who loved her but had to leave her to give her – and their
kingdom – their best chance; even when she didn’t want to, she ended embracing
that role – people needed her.

She found Neal,
brought him back home; he died, twice, and she couldn’t prevent it, he died
before she could tell him all the things that were left to say. She fell in
love with Killian, the pirate who is too stubborn to live her for the sake of
his own life, the one – as Henry – who never abandoned her; and you see how
life is invested in taking him from her side. She gets him, she loses a friend
– because full happiness is not possible for Saviors. Because she’s damned, and
she’ll eventually lose everything.

It’s just her fate to
give up happiness to put the best of herself into fighting for others’ happy
endings. It’s her fate to be blamed if others lose that happiness while she gets
her – that’s not her work, you see, to enjoy quiet moments.

It’s the fate of Saviors. You give, and give, and
give… You pick the fruits, you cut the branches and all what’s left is a shaky
stump… To wither, and die.

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