I love that Killian said “If it can be broken, it means that it still works”. Not that it can be fixed, repaired. It works, Emma is fine, she doesn’t need fixing, she doesn’t need anyone to fix her.
Because for Killian, Emma is perfect with all her wounds and broken pieces. He doesn’t need her to be whole.
And he’s glad, she still feels, she’s capable of love, because one day, he may be the one that Emma will let in, despite all the heartbreak she’s been through.
Summary: In a bid for the power born of true love, King Arthur binds Emma to the broken blade Excalibur. Unbeknownst to him, Killian Jones is bound to the other half, having given himself over to the darkness in order to exact his revenge on Rumpelstiltskin. He frees Emma from King Arthur’s control, sparking the beginnings of war between Camelot and Misthaven, and a quest to rid her of the darkness. (No Curse AU)
Notes: All my love and gratitude to @ripplestitchskein and @unfolded73 for their help with this fic. Credit to @seethelovelyintheworld for the gorgeous banner. Only the epilogue remains! I’m so sad to see this come to close, but also so grateful for your support. The epilogue will be posted on Wednesday.
Emma
watched, with both great sorrow, and great joy, as the world began to shift.
Aldan
had returned from the Underworld with a single strand of Killian’s hair, and
the seeds planted for a change of heart. After she had quietly asked for
a strand of Emma’s own hair, she had gazed longingly up at the sky, where the
hands of Killian’s lonely mountain reached up towards the stars. Then,
they’d both watched, captivated, as the strands of their hair twisted together,
two unbreakable threads of magic glowing brightly in the little bottle.
Emma had hardly been able to appreciate the moment, to dwell upon the
fact that the love she and Killian shared was true, surmounting death itself.
The magic swirling in the bottle, it had felt alive, as much as he
was not…
It All Starts With a Dance 