I’m having a lot of feelings right now, and if I have to feel this pain, so do you. (You can blame @thesschesthair. I read her story this afternoon, and the feels just won’t stop.)
Whatever you do, don’t think about Killian 2.0 sneaking into his daughter’s tower every night as soon as darkness falls.
Don’t think about him loving her and spoiling her and bringing her treats and playing chess with her.
Don’t think about him telling her tales of all his outrageous adventures, edited to be appropriate for a child.
Don’t think about her sniffing back tears every time he has to leave, because she wants to be papa’s big girl, but she misses him sooooo much whenever he’s gone.
Don’t think of his heart breaking every time he has to leave, because he sees her tears and he’d cut off his other hand himself if it would save her from pain.
Don’t think about him vowing with everything in him that he will be back the next night, same as always.
Don’t think about the witch catching him and cursing him.
Don’t think about his little girl’s heartbreak when daddy doesn’t come the next night...or the night after that...or the night after that.
Don’t think about Killian’s panic, knowing he can’t keep his promise, he can’t go see his little girl, and the thought of her missing him and crying just about kills him.
Don’t think about him going through every realm he can looking for True Love because he has to find his baby girl again. He has to save her, no matter what he has to do to get there.
Don’t think about Killian finally finding Emma again and thinking he’d found the one way to get back to his daughter.
Don’t think about him hearing about Emma and Killian’s baby to be and his heart sinking, because he can’t separate another father from his child, he just can’t.
Don’t think about any of it, because you will cry so very, very much.