Ballad of the Dark Swan

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Emma wore a white dress made of the finest materials in the kingdom.  Her tiara was nestled on the top of her head, and her long golden hair cascaded down over her shoulders. She was beautiful. Ethereal, even. She didn't know what drew her to the lake that night, but she still felt the urge to go. It was in the middle of the night.. what would bring her here? There was something in the air..telling her she shouldn't be there, and yet, she stayed. There was a mist of fog rolling over the lake, and it was shielding the silhouette of something. It looked like there was someone, or something, on top of the water. "Are you okay?" Emma called, hoping that someone wasn't drowning...but there was no answer. She squinted her eyes, attempting to make out the figure, but she still couldn't see. "Who's there?"  Again..there was nothing. After a moment of silence, she heard someone - the figure in the water - calling her name.

The voice was so familiar. The figure could be seen clear enough for Emma to notice that it was beckoning her to come in to the water.. and honestly..Emma had no power in her own feet. She started to wade in to the water, without a thought. She moved closer, and closer to the figure, and it slowly became more clear as she passed through the mist. "Emma," The voice cooed, as she neared. "Just a little further..." The voice was so soothing.. yet eerie and terrifying at the same time. Still.. Emma moved closer.. until she was face to face with..Herself. Wearing a black dress...made out of the finest materials in the kingdom. A tiara placed on top of platinum hair that was in a tight bun on top of her head. She was beautiful. 

Emma stared at herself as if looking in to a mirror.  The other Emma, the one in the dark dress, held out her hand. Emma was scared, but she reached out slowly, attempting to take the hand of her mirror image. The moment their hands touched, Emma suddenly plunged in to the water, that was turning in to black feathers, all around her.. Pulling her in.. Drowning her. The other Emma laughed.. it was such a horrifying laugh. One of pure joy that Emma was sinking deeper and deeper in to the lake. The hand released her's, and Emma swam and swam, finally  breaking the surface the lake of feathers, taking in a deep breath..


Emma sat straight up, gasping. She had broken in to a cold sweat. Her eyes were open now, and it was dark.. very dark. She could make out though, that she was in Killian's chambers on the Jolly Roger. She placed her hands over her face, and tried to calm her breathing, trying to tell herself..it was only a dream. 


Killian Jones

[Killian Jones]

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It wasn't until he had started a relationship with Emma, that sleep came far easier than ever before. After centuries or tortured nights, he had finally had peaceful slumbers, and was well aware it was his love for Emma, the grace she bestowed upon him, that allowed him to do. This past little while, she had been staying with him . . . not wanting to be around her parents after discovering the truth of what they did to her. Killian could of course understand her need for distance between them, for she would need time. He also knew that she was going through a great deal with everything Rumple was trying to do to her . . . but Hook would be damned if he let the Crocodile take away the woman that he loved, again.

He had been sleeping when he felt the bed suddenly shift causing him to open his eyes and seeing Emma sitting upright, gasping for breath. Killian too raised his upper body, sitting up next to her. "Emma?" He asked, his voice holding concern. Judging from her state, she had a nightmare . . . a rather horrible one from the looks of it. "What happened? Are you alright?" He asked softly, his hand going to her back as he gently rubbed it, his eyes looking at her intently.

He wished he could do more to ease her mind and heart; he wished he could somehow take her pain and hurt onto himself because she certainly didn't deserve this. He gently pulled her toward him, his hand moving to the back of her head as he held her against his chest, his lips going to the top of her head and lightly kissing her there. "It's ok," he whispered in a soothing voice. "You're safe." Whatever the dream, whatever thoughts had caused her such distress, the immediate important thing was that she was safe . . . that it was just a dream.

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Emma felt bad for waking Killian up, but then again, she was kind of relieved for it. She didn't want to be alone right now.. Whatever that dream was about, really shook Emma to her core. Killian asked if she was okay, and what had happened..but he seemed to realize what made her jump up in the middle of the night. He pulled her in close to him, and she closed her eyes, sighing happily when he kissed the top of her head. "It was a nightmare," she spoke softly, hoping he couldn't hear her voice trembling. "A really.. really bad nightmare. But i'll be fine." She'd had nightmares for the past couple of weeks, but this one.. it was different. It was so..real. Even though she was trying to stay strong, she kept her head pressed against his chest. She wanted to be held, and comforted..even if she wouldn't say it out loud. 

"What happened today.. with Henry, and Cruella.." Cruella was dead. Emma killed her. She couldn't even say the words. It was bad enough that the  nightmares had been plaguing her for weeks now, but this.. this had to have been worse because of the fact that she murdered someone. "Killian.. do you think I could go dark?" she leaned back slightly, and looked in to his eyes. She needed to read his expression the best she could in the darkness of the room. "I already proved that it was possible.. I killed someone today.." 


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Emma confirmed that it was a nightmare, and it only made Hook wish all the more that he could do something to ease them; to allow her a peaceful slumber after being deprived of one for so long. She claimed that she would be fine, but he knew better, for this was not a one time thing. Recent events were plaguing her and he wanted to be there for her as much as he possibly could. She began to speak of what had happened today, killing Cruella . . . and then asked him a question regarding whether he believed she could go dark.

When she pulled her head back to look at him, Killian returned the gaze, gazing intently into her eyes. "Hey," he said in a soft voice, bringing his hand to her cheek as he rested it there, gently caressing it. "Remember what you said to me, love? That no one gets to decide who you are." The words had brought him comfort at the time, fearing that Rumple and the author would find a way. But he believed in her. He believed in her light and goodness. "And you are not dark," he further added. "There is far too much good in you for that," he added with a light smile, believing his words wholeheartedly.

She then brought up having killed Cruella, saying that she proved it was possible to turn dark but Killian did not see it that way, nor did he want her to. "You were protecting your son," he told her. "It's not about being dark or even light Swan. You were protecting your boy from a villain." Cruella had been a damn fool to think she could get away with what she did. "You reacted with your instincts. That doesn't make you dark. That makes you human." He would have done the same to protect someone he loved. Cruella had placed herself in that position, and she shouldn't have expected any differently. "And a mother who would do whatever it took, to keep her son safe," he added on with a soft smile.

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Killian reminded her what she had said to him.. and he was right. However, she just couldn't stop thinking of that nightmare. Did it mean that she was going to be taken over one day by her darkness whether she liked it or not? Or was it merely fear that was bringing on the dream? He then told her that she wasn't wrong for what she had done to Cruella..that she was only protecting Henry. Although it was the truth, the fact remained that she was the Savoir..and she took someone's life. He had a point though.. it wasn't in cold blood. There was a reason for what she had done.. and it was no one's fault but Cruella's. "Thank you.." She mused quietly, still gazing in to Killian's gorgeous blue eyes. 

She thought for a moment, whether or not she should tell him what happened in the nightmare.. would it help? Before, she'd been quiet about the dreams but this one was too frightening to keep to herself. "In my nightmare I was.." She tried to think.. tried to remember everything that happened in as much detail as possible.. but now, it was like she was remembering something that she'd watched on tv, rather than living it. "I was walking to this lake. And I think I was in the Enchanted Forest because I was wearing a tiara, like a princess."  She was a princess.. that part hadn't changed. "And there was a voice calling to me, and when I got in the water, I walked toward it.. and.. it was me. Only wearing black.. and..my hair was so white. I looked.. I looked like.. Not me." If..that made sense. She continued. "Then I was pulled under the water, and it turned in to feathers and.. I.." She breathed, lifting a hand to cover her face. "I sound
absolutely crazy. You should go back to sleep." 


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Emma thanked him and then went on to begin to describe the dream. Hook listened intently, focusing on her words of the images she had seen in her sleep that caused her so much distress. And it was understandable why it had. Seeing a dark form of herself, drowning, feathers . . . he waited for her to finish, not wishing to interrupt her description of it. "Well that sounds bloody terrifying," he said with a slight smile of amusement that faded moments after it was formed. His expression turned back into a more serious one, a soft one yet genuine in what he was about to say.

"If you do come across a darkened form of yourself, we all know which will prevail. And it is not the Black Swan." The one she had described in her dream. He knew she was stronger than that, and didn't want her to doubt in herself. She then covered her face, telling him he should go back to sleep, but he had no intention of doing so. Instead, he reached over to the bedside table and lifted the pitcher, pouring the water inside a cub before turning to face her once more. He was prepared for her nightmares, as this was not the first. "Drink this love," he softly urged, holding out the cup for her. For once, water was a far better beverage than rum; he wanted something to ease her mind, not cause her to have . . . well, who knows what kinds of dreams as a result of the alcohol.

He wanted to distract her mind of the dream, wanting it to be clear of any fearful thoughts. Once she took the cup from his hand, he further adjusted his position so that he was more behind her, rather than facing her. His hand then went to her shoulders, gently massaging it. Damn how he wished he had two in moments like this; where he could just hold her with both, tend to her with two hands as oppose to one. "You're not crazy, Emma," he said softly, his fingers gently moving against her skin, wanting her to know that none of this sounded crazy. "None of what you are feeling or seeing is crazy. But it is untrue." And it would never happen, so long as he could help it.

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Emma took the cup of water, glaring rather playfully at Killian when he spoke of the nightmare sounding terrifying before smiling. She knew he was merely trying to lighten the mood and that he really did take her seriously. She thanked him for the water, and she took a drink of it, thankful that he'd had it there. Her throat had been dry from the heavy breathing she'd done during the nightmare. He assured Emma that she would prevail should anything ever happen.. and then he re-positioned himself to comfort and ease her. She closed her eyes, and relaxed in to him, enjoying his comforting words, and touches. She didn't even care that he only had one hand..because that hand had enough comfort and love to provide her with a great deal of happiness.



"The black swan.." she mused. "..Why does that sound so familiar?" It wasn't coming to her.. but it was as though she'd heard this before. She closed her eyes and shook the thought from her mind for the moment. She placed the cup back on the bedside table, and she leaned back against him once more. "Thank you.. for being here with me. I'm pretty sure I actually would be crazy right now without you."




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Ae he continued to massage her shoulders, she spoke aloud of the term, black swan, wondering why it sounded so familiar. Unfortunately, Hook didn't hold knowledge to the answer. "We can look into it tomorrow," he suggested, not wanting her to dwell on it tonight for she needed to rest. "But for tonight, just pass it from your mind," he told her softly, well aware that it was easier said than done. She then thanked him once again, for being here with her . . . something that she never needed to express gratitude for.

He gave a bit of a smile when she spoke of how she would actually be crazy without him. He didn't even want to think of what he would be without her. "The only crazy you should be Swan, is crazy about me," he said with playful arrogance, attempting to lighten the mood. "Perhaps then you will have far more pleasant dreams about a certain devilishly handsome pirate," he added on with a cheeky smile.

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No matter what the problem was.. Killian could make Emma feel better. To think that she almost let that go, so many times. She was so grateful for him being so persistent, because if not..she would have crumbled by now. He told her to pass it from her mind for the night, and she would try..but it was so hard to push the thought of that black swan from her mind. However, he did manage to make her smile with the comments he made about what she -should- be crazy about. "Trust me.. you drive me plenty crazy.." she spoke teasingly. But really.. she was crazy about him..and she was sure that he knew it. She never felt so.. giddy. So girly. So happy to be with someone before Killian. 

"And don't worry... i have a feeling you were involved. I'm pretty positive that I had help breaking the surface when I was drowning in that nightmare.. and I know exactly who it was."  Briefly, before she woke up, she had seen another hand. A more masculine hand than the one that had belonged to the black swan. In her heart, she knew that this hand was here to help her.. to pull her from the lake of darkness.. and she would know that hand anywhere. She grabbed his arms, and wrapped them around her, taking advantage of the fact that his sharp hook wasn't on his wrist currently. If she weren't afraid..this was exactly the type of moment that would have been perfect to tell him how she felt.. but especially after that nightmare.. she just couldn't. 


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He couldn't help but smile when she said she drove him plenty scary, glad that she was able to tease him despite the circumstances that had caused her to wake up. She then revealed that there was someone in her dream, helping her to the surface, preventing her from drowning. "I would never let you drown, Emma," he said softly, his voice filled with sincerity.

Whether it was in water or darkness, he would always be here for her to lift her to the surface. She put his arms around her and he pulled her close once more, hugging her against him as his hand gently stroked the side of her head. His contemplation over something left him in a pensive silence before he began to speak, verbally sharing his thoughts. "Do you think it would help to talk to Archie?" He asked her, hoping she wouldn't grow defensive over the suggestion.

He looked at her once more, making eye contact. "It's just . . . it's been weeks of this love. And the dreams only seem to get worse. Perhaps if you spoke to him, you may gain some insight into why they are occurring. Or, what could help to prevent them." He hated being so helpless when it came to taking away her nightmares and the distress that came with it. But nor did he ever want to see her suffer or tormented in such a way. He also knew that her strained relationship with her parents wasn't helping a great deal either.

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Killian had told Emma that he'd never let her drown.. and she believed him. Which is why her eyes were able to close, and she was able to relax in to him. Maybe.. just maybe.. she was ready to get back to sleep in a happy dream filled slumber instead of a nightmare plagued one. But then.. then he said the words that made her think again. Archie.  He wanted her to talk to Archie. Emma's eyes suddenly opened, and she leaned forward before turning to look at him while he explained himself. "...Are you implying that I talk to a cricket about my problems?" She asked with a quirked brow. "Please.. please tell me that you didn't just suggest that I talk to a shrink." 

She was becoming defensive. She didn't want to admit that maybe it was a good idea.. That maybe it was a good idea to speak to someone neutral. But she wanted to be angry, and let out all of her emotions.. and this was a trigger. "You just said that you wouldn't let me drown, and in the same sentence you're trying to shove me at a therapist?" She started to move away from him, and then the worst.. she began to grab her clothing off of the floor. "It's fine, Killian. I'm a murderer. I'm sure that an insect can help me feel all better." she grumbled sarcastically as she started to stand up to get dressed. 


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Killian was well aware that his suggestion could backfire and cause Emma grow raise her guard and become defensive over the subject . . . and unfortunately, that is exactly what had happened. He hadn't wanted to offend her, hell, that was the last thing he ever wanted to do. She began to pull away from him, physically and he feared emotionally as well. The last thing he ever wanted to do was push her away, but nor did he regret his words. He felt a sting when she spoke of how he wouldn't let her drown, but was willing to shove her at a therapist. She then proceeded to gather her clothes, and even start dressing. "Emma," he said gently, moving off the bed so that he too could stand, and he positioned himself in front of her, if only to stop her actions.

"That's not what I meant," he told her calmly, hoping she would recognize the sincerity in his words. "It's just, you're going through quite an ordeal," he continued to say. "With the Crocodile's plan, the author, Cruella . . . your parents . . . " He knew full well that the latter may be another trigger for her. "I want to help you as best I can, but your nightmares . . . they aren't getting any better." He hated to ever admit that he didn't have the power to help her; that he couldn't just make everything better for her. "You know that I'm always here for you," he told her, resting his hand on her shoulder, gently caressing it. "But hearing and seeing you wake up in the middle of the night, shows that even I can't make your pain stop." It killed him to admit that, but he had to . . . because it was the truth. "Perhaps talking to someone else, will." Someone who was qualified; someone who was objective. "Please Emma. Just, consider it," he asked her with a soft plea. He wasn't about to let her push him away as well.

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Emma had only finished putting on her pajama top, leaving her in just that and her underwear when Killian stopped her from continuing to put on her clothes. He listed off the reasons that she should speak to Archie, and when he got to the part about her parents, her eyes narrowed. He had no idea what she had gone through with them. He kept talking, and she listened until he was finished. She knew, deep down, that he was doing this because he cared about her, and he didn't know how to fix her problems. But she was still defensive. "What do you want me to do, Killian? Talk to Archie and then everything will be okay again?" She could feel the power coursing through her veins, wanting to break free, wanting to push Killian, and it was alarming. "I don't want to hurt you.."

The nightmare was too much.. it was too much for her to handle. Talking to a therapist was something that she didn't want to do. She didn't think it would help.. she'd never really believed in the power of therapists.. especially not here. Henry saw him.. and Archie didn't listen. What would make him listen now? He pleaded with her.. that she would at least think about it. Even though she was angry, she really didn't want to have a fight. Not tonight. Not with Killian. "Fine, Killian. If that's what's going to make you  happy.. I'll go unload my woes on Archie." She sat back down on the bed, and moved under the covers. "First thing in the morning." 

She made it clear that she was going to stay.. but seemingly, only to sleep. And by the way she moved closer to the edge of the bed than to the middle, she had all intentions on staying away from him. 


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It was abundantly clear that all was not well. And her words of not wanting to hurt him . . . well, he knew full well what she meant. Even still, he remained unafraid. He did not fear her or what she could do to him. He feared only losing her, the way he had lost Milah. She conceded to staying, and sarcastically spoke of seeing Archie first thing in the morning as she pulled herself under the covers, toward the edge of the bed. He stood there, looking at her, though she had made it clear that she did not wish to argue about this. He didn't want to either, but nor did he want her to lay with such an anger and frustration toward him, or anyone else. He sat at the edge of the bed, on the same side she was laying, in the small space that was there. "This isn't about making me happy," he told her, gently. She may not want to talk any more, but he wasn't about to let any resentment over his words fester within her. He wanted to eliminate it.

"I'm not afraid of you hurting me," he added on, wanting that to be clear. "So if you wish to yell, or let out whatever is building within you, then do so." For letting it continue to build within her, wasn't healthy. And it certainly wouldn't help her sleep at night, void of nightmares. "I'm not going anywhere," he said softly with a slight tease, but also completely meaning his words. Whether she wanted her space or not, he leaned down and gently kissed her cheek. "I just want you to be happy, Emma. And I know that right now, there is a lot that weighs heavy on your heart. Please, don't push me away from it. Let me be there for you." In whatever way he could. Where she was not not on speaking terms with her parents, where she was struggling with the darkness that everyone feared . . . he didn't want to be an added burden on her heart. He wanted to be a source of calm and peace for her, even though he was failing considering her nightmares and well, their recent interactions.

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Emma was angry.. hurt.. and scared. Since she was young, she never really felt comfortable enough with anyone to tell them that. Now that she had someone, she was almost even more afraid. She was giving him so much more than she'd ever given anyone - even her parents - and she wasn't used to it. She knew she lashed out too much at him when he spoke of her going to visit Archie... He was more than just a therapist. He was a good listener, and a good man. And so was Killian. He didn't fear her power, or what she could do to him.. in fact, he sat beside her on the bed, and he spoke to her. Comforting words that made her feel better. She opened her eyes to look at  him, and she inhaled deeply before exhaling with a slow sigh. "I... really kind of thought I was going crazy. Several times in my life. Weird things always happened.. And one time, a family actually put me in therapy for awhile. I was so young..but I remember it." She sat up, and closed her eyes once more. 

"When i was a little girl.. I read a book. A fairy tale book. I was so engrossed in the stories that i felt like I knew the characters somehow. My foster parents thought it was something weird that was wrong with me because I was a foster child.. they had me see psychiatrists, therapists, anyone who could fix me. And then.. they shoved me away. They couldn't handle a special needs child." She rolled her eyes. "I almost forgot about that.. until Henry showed up, having the same problem. And..Regina.. had him seeing a therapist. ..I..I guess i just overreacted, and i'm sorry. I'll talk to Archie.." 


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