Kiliian was above, talking to a crewmember, and I just leaned against the pole. Thinking. I felt drained, and I was sick of being trapped on the ship. Mary Margaret walked over by me, her arms closed. "So, what happened on the island?" She asked.
We hadn't had the time to speak to each other since then. Killian insisted on me resting my leg. I frowned. "Nothing. It's nothing you need to worry about." I whispered, turning away to face out into the sky.
"Nothing for me to worry about?" She asked. She touched my shoulder, forcing me to turn to face her. "I lost my twenty-eight years with my daughter…you're crazy if you think I wouldn't be worried about her." She spat.
I sighed. "I had to get rid of a beast. Don't tell Killian." I whispered. "A beast? What beast?" Mary Margaret whispered, respecting my wishes. "Her name was Ursula, and I took care of her, and that's all there is to this." I said, pointing to my leg. "Besides, it was just a scratch when I got it."
Mary Margaret still frowned.
"Now, how's pixie dust going to help us return to Storybrooke?" I asked.
"It's not. We have to return to my kingdom. My….our home, and get some of the wardrobe's powers." She whispered. Then, she squinted passed me. "What?" I asked. "What is it?"
She slowly shook her head. "Nothing." She said, her voice softer, as if she was thinking of something else.
I turned to find Killian talking to the one and only, Cora.
My heart stopped, and I literally stopped breathing. Why was Cora speaking to my fiancé?
I then, walked angrily towards them. I could hear them silently arguing. "Hello," I said.
They both turned. "Why, hello, there, Emma?" she asked, as if she had forgotten my name from the last time we met. "It's alright, love, I'm taking care of this." Killian responded. "Wait, you're helping them?" She spat.
"Cora," He whispered.
"We had a deal, Hook!" Cora shouted.
"I'm sorry, Cora, but this deal is over." He whispered. He then went to me, and took my elbow, and guided me down the small steps to the lower deck.
"I was going to offer you my daughter." She said. My heart stopped, I turned to her. "Regina?" I asked. "A very beautiful girl, who's perfect for you." She said, ignoring my question.
"I have one warning for you, Cora, to get off my ship…before you end up in the brig." He spat. He then took me by the hand. He took me into the dining room, and he closed the door behind him.
"You made a deal! With Cora?" I demanded.
"I'm sorry, I made it before I met you." He said. He came closer. "Before there was a us." He caressed my cheek, and I couldn't help but smile. "Did you consider it?" I asked. "What do you mean, my love?" He asked.
"Did you consider it?" I repeated.
"Sweetheart, I proposed to you, remember. I love you. Not some girl that some witch tried to put me with. " He said, with a smile.
I smiled, and walked to him. "I'm sorry." I whispered, suddenly frowning. "I can't believe I was being so stupid."
"Hey," He said, placing a finger under my chin and forcing me to look straight in his eyes. "Don't call yourself stupid. You're the most brilliant woman I know." He said. I silently nodded.
He then, kissed me. "Marry me." He whispered, as the kiss deepened. "I thought we already were." I said, as I broke apart, and leaned my head against his. "No. Marry me. Now." He said, with a small smile. I smiled. "I'd love to!" I said, with a smile.
He smiled, as he kissed me again, then he left to get somebody to marry us. I couldn't believe it. I was going to be married in less than a few hours.