Author's Note: So this is pretty much Emma's internal thoughts and I may or may not write another based on Hook's feelings. Anyways comment and visit my home page. Like for real though, comments guys.

She hated him. She hated the way he read her so well without her even saying a word. She hated how vulnerable he made her feel without even trying really. Hated how he could knock down the walls she had spent so much time building up in the blink of an eye. Hated how she let him. Emma had always taught herself and repeated to herself how she shouldn't get too attached to someone because that makes it all the more painful losing them. Suddenly, she didn't care as much because being around Hook—Killian, it made her feel free and happy and more herself. She didn't feel so alone. Emma was now feeling the need to have a little chit chat with Killian Jones. It was true, he did know a lot about her, but he couldn't know what she was thinking or feeling, but he deserved to know. She grabbed her leather jacket and was about to leave when she stopped. She walked back and switched it for a light sweater instead. Leather had always symbolized a dark tough outer layer to Emma. It was easy to hide behind, but this sweater was so much warmer and lighter and cozier. She smiled and headed towards the docks.