The dream catchers hung on Emma's wall, not moving. Emma looked at them, she spent most of her time looking at them on since Killian left her.

"We should keep it." "Where the car?" The lines ran in her head. She started another dream catcher. It was like Rumplestiltskin's obsession with turning straw into gold, Emma would never stop. But instead of trying to get rid of bad memories, it freshened the best ones.

She chose a black thread and strung it on the needle. She spun it around the wood. "I will never stop fighting for us", she remembered Killian saying. That lyer! He dropped me like yesterday's trash. She started spinning faster. "I will never stop fighting for you", She remembered Neal declare his love. She smiled at the thought. Why did I ever kiss Killian. That monster.

Wait I hear the difference. Killian once told me he was a survivor, and he was right, that is all he is. Neal sacrificed his life for his father, when he said you, he meant me. All he wanted to do was help me. Killian said us also known as him. Emma moved on to the interior of Neal's dream catcher. She kept on thinking, Killian- no forget it he is a rotten pirate- Captain Hook he said he changed, when in reality when he is not with me he is a pirate to everyone else.

He left me just left me. He decided, you are the dark one so bye. He did not even give our love a chance. Love is the most powerful magic. But what we have- had- was clearly not love. To leave someone because of a change is not right. When he tried (and failed) to change, I gave him that chance, and he just dumped me. She was finished. She hung it next to another.

She revued Cora's spellbook, yet again, flipping through the old, musty pages ferociously. "Uhhh," she mumbled. She threw it on the ground and stomped on it, taking all her anger out. "Wait I have an idea," she said with a evil grin. She picked up the book. Emma summoned fire into her palm and threw it onto the ground making a fire. She slowly ripped out pages, one by one, and put them to the fire, watching them burn, like a true dark one.

Wait! she thought. Emma pulled out one page and read it through one more time. She smiled, not an evil grin, but a real Emma smile. A smile that she smiled before, when she kissed Neal, when he was free of his cell from Pan, when he said he would never stop fighting for her. She knew then why Hook's kiss of "true love" did not work, because she was never truly in love with him. Looking at that page she knew everything could be fixed. "Tallahassee, baby we're almost home."