Emma:

FlashBack

We were dancing around the kitchen, Henry and I. Only You by Yazz was blasting in our ears as we swirled around and around. Killian joined in, we danced to the beat, until sneaky Kid turned our dance party into operation "get Killian to kiss Emma again" or Operation GKTKEA for short. Well, it had been 3 days since the first one, so I guess I was feeling it. It worked, by the way. His lips met with mine, and I savored the saltiness, the mint, and the slight hint of rum. His hook and hand held me, while I buried my hands in his hair, pulling him to me. Henry of course being his devious little self ToOk piCTuRES! But they turned out ok. He's still grounded forever. But the pictures are nice.

Present:

Killian:

"Looking for this love?" I asked Emma, holding her by the waist. She went limp, and I was afraid the demon had followed, but she awoke quickly.

Her eyes fluttered open to reveal terror. She scrambled up, and punched me square in the jaw. Then after a moment, she leaped into my arms and kissed me. Her lips tasted of cinnamon and chocolate, but usually it was mint and apple.  She deepened the kiss quickly, and I flipped her around to lean her against a tree. Her arms wrapped around my neck, and I left her lips to kiss her neck, slowly and sweetly. She moaned softly with pleasure.

Emma:

His lips left mine and slowly kissed his way down to my neck. It felt amazing, and I couldn't help but moan in delight. I pulled him back to me, and he licked the bottom of my lip asking for entrance. I obliged. The kiss slowed a bit, allowing the growing passion to smolder. Finally he pulled away, much to my dissatisfaction.

"Love, we must find shelter." He said. I looked up at the sky. He was right. The sun was setting, leaving the sky blazing with purples, pinks and reds. I took his hand as we walked off into the forest together. We trudged through blankets of mud, and debris. I stopped a moment, and remembered that Mary Margaret had given me a map to my old home.

"KILLIAN!"

He turned.

"Yes Emma?"

I showed him the map.

"How far away is that?" I asked.

"Luckily, right here." He pointed through the trees. There stood the castle I should have lived in. The walls had been repaired, and just from here I could see a small girl climbing down from a tower. Without thinking I teleported Killian and myself to that tower. The room was my nursery, and it had been fixed. Dolls lined the shelves and there had been a bed placed in the corner. Killian pulled the child up to us.

Mystery Girl:

A man with a hook pulled me back to the tower. My blue dress ripped on the stones, and I cried out in pain as I skinned my knee. As I reentered the room, I saw a young woman with blonde hair.

"What's your name," She asked.

I hesitated.

"My name is-"