" Scarlett."

She looks up from the babe in her arms and to her husband with the other. She looks him in the eyes and doesn't like what she finds. Her eyes flicker back and forth between his beautiful blue orbs. She's able to see his thoughts without magic and to hear his voice without him speaking. She brings her attention back down to her child and gently rocks her.

" I've thought about the names, " She says, " I've grown found of Zara and Alistair."

" Scarlett..."

" Or Aria and Zander."

" Scarlett," Killian says, " We need to go."

" Not yet."

" We need to bring our children home." 

" In a moment."

" Scarlett," Killian says more sternly and adjusts himself so she's facing him, " What's going on?"

Scarlett doesn't respond. Instead she continues to look at her little baby girl. She admires the features of her daughter and holds her close to her heart. Killian sighs, and brings his hook under Scarlett's chin and lifts it up so she looks at him, but her eyes appear glossed over in a daze.

" Let's go home, love," He whispers.

" Okay."

Killian helps his wife stand up on her shaky legs, but the two soon depart the chaotic graveyard to head back home. Killian keeps an eye on what's in front of them, and Scarlett keeps an eye on her little girl. No matter how long they walk for, her eyes never leave the baby. Even as they walk down the empty Storybrooke streets.

Finally, they make it to their new home. They walk up the steps together, and Killian opens the door to welcome in his family. Hook's head perks up from his bed and tilts from the curiosity of two small humans in his home. Killian wears a smile on his face as they bring the babies up the stairs. First, Killian walks into the boy's room and sets him down in the crib. He opens the door to the girl's room for Scarlett to set the baby in the crib, but she never does.

" Scarlett, love... are you going to set the baby down?" He asks.

" I will," She responds.

" I'm going to make us some dinner. Is there anything you would like?"

" I'm okay."

Killian takes what he gets and exits the room. He walks down the steps of the home and grabs a leash for Hook. He takes the dog with him on his walk to the store and leaves Scarlett all alone.

Scarlett gently rocks her child in her arms as she slowly makes her way to the rocking chair where she allows herself to sit. She gently rocks the chair back and forth as her daughter lays oddly calm in her arms. Scarlett stares down at the child with unblinking eyes as her mind wonders. The more she thinks the deeper her thoughts go. She focuses on the child in her arms and can't help but let her powers come out to play. Her magic foreshadows an image in her mind. An image of her own daughter as the next Dark One. An image of her daughter destroying all of the realms until nothing is left but ash and darkness.

Scarlett pulls herself out of the image and takes a deep breath as she takes her eyes off of her child. Her eyebrows furrow as her body fills with dread. She knew it what possible, but she never thought it would be real.

Scarlett brings her gaze back to the baby and waves her right hand over her child to reveal dark, black flowing through her tiny veins. Scarlett retracts her hand and sharply inhales as she leans her head back. Her eyes begin to sting with tears, but she tries to get ahold of herself. She takes a few labored breathes, and then the child begins to cry. Scarlett snaps back to motherhood and instantly and starts to soothe the crying babe. She bounces her and shushes her.

Moments later from across the hall, her baby boy starts to cry, and the baby girl's cries turn into giggling laughter. Scarlett's head turns to the door with a frown. While one of her children is happy the other is not, and it appears that the baby girl is only happy when her brother isn't. 

Scarlett lets out a deep sigh and stands up to bring her daughter to the crib, then walks across the hall to comfort her son. As soon as she brings him into her arms, the baby smiles and stops crying, which only triggers the cries from the other room.

Meanwhile, Killian gathers the things he needs from the store and proceeds to the checkout. He places his items on the counter and lifts his head up to greet the cashier, but only greets the wall. Killian looks around the shop and realizes that he's all by himself. Warily, he bags the groceries himself and leaves some cash on the counter. He walks out of the store with the bells above the door signaling his exit. Killian walks down the Storybrooke streets and makes it halfway home before he realizes its barren. He stops in his tracks in the middle of Main Street by the infamous clock tower and takes in all of his surroundings. A cool, empty breeze blows by as a slight fog fills the gaps, and yet making it feel even more empty. Killian looks down at Hook who in turn looks up at him. The dog tilts his head as thoughts poke around Killian's brain that make his desire to return home even more present.