Hook glanced round and smiled when he saw Emma standing looking at the moonlight hitting the waves.

"You know," he started, pausing while she got over the shock of him being there. "I know how you feel." He pretended not to notice her hastily wiping a tear away before turning to face him.

"Excuse me?" she asked, startled at being caught so vulnerable.

"I remember how it feels to lose your true love… I still feel it." Hook looked at her, understanding in his eyes. Emma walked over to him, still in her bare feet and night clothes.

"I can't sleep properly anymore." She whispered. Hook could hear her clearly over the quiet sea breeze and the gentle rocking of the boat. He nodded; he remembered how hard the nights were. "Every time I close my eyes, I see them both." Emma's eyes filled with tears again. Hook knew without asking that the other person was Henry.

"Well, you know that's there's nothing I can do about Neil. However, I swear to you, Miss Swan, we will find your son." Emma had to put on a brave front for her parents, or they would just worry about her- but she didn't for Hook. Without warning, she pressed herself into him- just needing someone to hold her. Though he was shocked for a moment, Hook understood that Emma wasn't as strong as she pretended, and needed some support.

"Well this is very cosy." A voice said from the other side of the deck. Emma tore away from Hook instantly to see James staring at them. Mary Margaret came behind him, looking more annoyed at James than Emma and Hook. They too were in night clothes and barefoot. James also had his sword however.

"We were just talking mate. Nothing fishy, she just needed…some support…that's all." James didn't look like he believed Hook, and Mary Margaret even in the dim moonlight could see that Emma's eyes were puffy and red. She was a little hurt, why didn't Emma come to them if she was hurting? She thought they were past this.

"Well we can handle that." James said.

"Look, there's no need to cause a fuss. I'm just…over tired…I'm fine really. I'll just go back to my cabin and go to sleep-"

"I don't think so." Snow chimed. She walked back to her cabin, gesturing for Emma to follow her. Emma rolled her eyes at Hook and followed her mom into her parents' cabin. "Once Emma's ok, I'll deal with you too James!" Snow called behind her, careful that it wasn't loud enough to wake the others. James just waved vaguely in her direction. He'd be able to get Snow on side easily. Before that, James had to warn off the pirate. James walked up to Hook casually, but still with his hand by his sword.

"Listen," James began. Hook could tell there was no aggression or threat in his voice, but also that he was deadly serious. "I appreciate everything you're doing to help us get Henry back. But please, keep your distance from my grieving daughter." Hook shrugged his shoulders in reply.

"Trust me mate, I have no interest in romancing a broken hearted woman" James nodded, seeing that Hook meant it.

"Good, see that it stays that way. Good night, Captain." With that, James walked back to his cabin.

While James had been warning off Hook, Snow had been trying to get Emma to open up to her. "Sit down, honey." Snow had said, already sitting on one side of the bed. Emma sat down gingerly, not liking the idea of two emotional talks in one night. Snow noticed her daughter's nervousness, but chose to ignore it.

"Look, I'm sorry I went to Hook rather than either of you guys, but I just didn't want you to worry." Snow immediately grabbed Emma's hand.

"Emma, honey, I'm your mom. If I'm not worrying about you, there's a problem. And if I thought you weren't worried or upset right now, I'd be even more worried!" Snow tilted her head to the side. "But for me to help you, I need you to come to me when it all gets too much. I've got 28 years' worth of making it all better to make up for." With that, Emma's emotions got the better of her again. She launched herself into Snow's arms.

"I just miss them both so much!" She cried. Snow knew Emma had had this coming on. She was grateful her daughter was finally opening up her. Snow stroked through Emma's hair, shushing her.

"Hey, it's ok. I know it's hard. But we will find Henry, and that's what you've got to focus on right now. After that, we can help you both say good bye to Neil" Emma nodded feebly into her mom's shoulder. Snow just held her after that. Emma was starting to feel a little better after that, until her dad walked in and made her feel uncomfortable again.

"Are you alright now, Emma?" He asked. Emma pulled away stiffly, wiping her eyes again.

"Ah, yeah," Emma looked embarrassed at her mom. "Thanks for that. I'll go to bed now…night…"

"You're going straight to bed, yeah?" James asked. Emma looked confused, but nodded and left. Snow knew fine well James meant she was to stay away from Hook. She gave her husband an overly sweet smile that he knew meant only trouble for him.

"James sweetie, do you remember when we hunted back home, you would almost always stand on a stick and scare off a gazelle?" James nodded, waiting for his wife's wrath. "Well," Snow's smile faded, and she gave him a "you've ruined our moment" kind of look. "Emma was the gazelle there, and you just hacked down a whole tree." Snow quickly turned over in bed so she had her back to him.

"Oh come on Snow! He's a pirate! Do you want our daughter being with a pirate? Makes my skin crawl…" James shivered at the thought of Hook's hand and hook slithering up his daughter's body. It made him feel sick.

"You know fine well that her heart's still broken over Neil, there's no way she wants Hook romantically. She just wanted support without worrying us. Then when she did open up to me, you butted in again!" Snow huffed. James climbed into bed beside Snow.

"I want her to trust us both of us too. At least you know you're not the problem. It's me she seizes up around."

"Well maybe if you used some tact like I do, she'd feel more at ease."

"I use tact…" James mumbled with his arms folded across his chest. Snow snorted.

"Yeah right! James, face it, you have no idea how to use tact. If you want Emma to trust you, stop being so obviously objective to her so much as looking at boys. She's a grown woman!" James just huffed

"That's not fair, I'm her father! Besides, he's a pirate! I can't let her share googly eyes with a pirate!"

"So you're saying that if Neil were to suddenly pop up on this ship, grab Emma in his arms and kiss her you'd be alright with that because he's not a pirate?" James stayed silent, knowing fine well he wouldn't. "I rest my case." Snow turned round and kissed her husband's cheek, deciding that her winning their argument was enough reason to make up with him.