Another take on the car crash spoiler?
"Emma look at me."
His voice shocks her out of her daze and she looks up at him, her eyes wide, her mouth dry.
"Look at me, love. That’s it. Just breathe, darling."
She tries to listen to him, tries to keep her eyes from wandering to the blood staining her hands and clothes, tries to breathe. She takes a few deep breaths, eyes fixed on his deep blue ones. Her hands are gripping his biceps and suddenly she is crying. She screws her eyes shut and lets go, cries in deep heaving sobs and forgets to breathe again until he’s pulling her into him. Her arms wrap around his waist, the blood transferring to his clothes. She can feel him stroking her hair and whispering comfort but his voice cracks just often enough that she knows he’s crying too.
"He’ll be alright. He’s your son love. Stubborn as they come, just like his mother.”
He drops kisses in her hair and coaxes her to face him again. He looks her right in the eyes, his own red from his restrained tears and says again in a voice that brokers no argument.
"He will be alright, Swan. Trust me. Regina will be here any minute.”
She is far too inexperienced with her magic, far too panicked to use it and Regina had been unreachable for the last hour. She wants to trust him, she wants to trust him so much. She wants to believe that Henry would walk out of that room on his own feet, chattering nonstop like does. But, all she sees over and over in her head is the way the car had skid on the sudden ice, the way Henry had looked with his eyes closed and blood trickling down his face from the gash on his forehead.
She takes a few more deep breaths, her death grip on his arms doesn’t loosen but the crying reduces to dry sobs. She closes her eyes and takes a second to calm down. She needs to be strong.
He will be ok. He will. He has to be.
She repeats this to herself over and over and buries herself into Killian’s embrace, breathing him in.
"Where is he?!"
Regina’s panicked voice reaches her ears.
He was going to be ok.