Summary: Killian and Emma finally have their happy ending and are looking forward to their future together. However, fate has other plans and decides Killian needs to pay the price for returning from the Underworld by being sent 5 years back in time to New York with a new life and new memories and a new love. With no memory of Emma or who he really is. Killian and Emma’s True Love is put to the test when they cross paths once more as The Saviour does all she can to bring her pirate back. If things weren’t bad enough, Emma and the other heroes have to deal with the arrival of The Flying Dutchman to the Storybrooke docks, the captain of which is on the hunt for the infamous Captain Hook…
“Swan?” the pirate called from in front of the bedroom door after going upstairs. “Love, are you in there?” he asked, slowly reaching out to hold the door handle.
As if Emma knew what Killian was going to do, she rushed over to their bedroom door, placing her hands on it as an attempt to keep it closed. “Killian, what are you doing here? You’re supposed to be on your ship,” she questioned in a light tone rather than worried. “If my parents knew you were here before our wedding,” she added with a smirk, teasing her pirate before he interrupted her in an equally light-hearted tone of voice.
“Well they’re not here love, it’s just you and me,” Killian chuckled, figuring Emma was holding the door handle to make sure it stayed closed with how difficult it was to turn.
“Easy there, tiger, a man of honour wouldn’t barge right into a woman’s bedroom,” Emma joked, doing her best not to laugh but failed almost instantly. She wanted to see Killian and enjoy the comfort of being in the embrace of his loving arms, not looking forward to spending the night alone and waking up without him asleep by her side in their bed. However, she didn’t want to risk anything going wrong for their wedding, as superstitious as that sounded. “It’s bad luck to see the bride before the wedding, Jones.”
“You don’t have to worry about that Emma, we’ve had our fair share of bad luck and we’ve overcome all of it,” Killian reminded, placing his palm and forehead against the door, his bride doing the same on the other side. What more could possibly happen to them to stop them from getting married? “I just needed to be near you Swan…just open the door…” he uttered quietly, encouraging his love.
It All Starts With a Dance 