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Way Back Home

This fic is to celebrate @word-bug and her turning a year older! Happy Birthday, Vaish, I love you! We discussed this Yeh Jawaani Hai Deewani AU at length, and I hope you like it! 

I could have never perfected it without the help of my Bae-ta (ha ha!) @accio-ambition​! You’re the best, thnz

“Swan, you alright?” Killian asked, crouching in front of her.
She shook her head, the grin finally breaking through. “I’m going to London,” she announced, the first time she ever said the words out loud.

Emma Swan’s life changed that night, and she left Storybrooke to follow her dreams. But it’s time for her to find her way back home, and what better way to bring her back than for a wedding?

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Killian grinned, watching as Ruby and Dorothy went wild on
the dance floor. Their arms were slung around each other, smiles wide as they
danced to the beat of the music. Dorothy laughed at something Ruby said, her
head thrown back. The look on Ruby’s face made him grin wider, beyond happy
that his best friend seemed to have found someone to spend the rest of her life
with. He might have met her only five years ago, but it seems like he’s known
her much longer.

Her and Graham, he
reminded himself, grunting as his mate bumped into him hard, taking a seat next
to him, a glass of scotch (he assumed) clutched in his hands. “What are you
moping here for, Killian? It’s a party, mate,” he slurred.

Before he could respond
with a scathing remark, Ruby pulled him out of his seat, forcing him into the
crowd with her. He had to stomp down the urge to grumble, knowing how important
this weekend was to Ruby. After all, it wasn’t everyday your best friend gets
married in Vienna of all places.

When Ruby had first told
him she was getting married, he didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. However,
he knew how much being with Dorothy had changed her, even mended her broken
heart. She’d become someone different – someone who was proud of herself.

And so, he pushed aside
his own heartache, knowing that no matter how much he hoped, the person he
really wanted here with him would probably not show up. She probably didn’t
even know that there was a wedding happening.

Suddenly, the music
stopped, making everyone groan and whine, turning to the DJ for an explanation.
Right before things got too chaotic, the other side with the stage lit up, the
sound of a familiar song started up, making him suck in a sharp breath. When he
could see who was on stage more clearly, his heart dropped to his gut. He felt
Ruby’s talon like nails grip his arm, a whispered oh my God
leaving her lips before she cried it even louder.

“OH MY GOD. EMMA!” she
shouted, running to the stage to hug the blonde, just as We Like to Party by the Vangaboys came on, both girls singing it together, the whole
club soon joining them. Killian, well, he was stuck in the same spot, his eyes
never leaving the dancing goddess on stage, her cheeks red from laughter and
golden hair flipping around.

She was back. Five years
later, but she was actually back.

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