Story and chapter titles come from the song that inspired this fic(Drunk Last Night- Eli Young Band). And while the song was my inspiration, it doesn't actually relate to the story much, if at all.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Nada. Zip. I just borrow. If I owned it, things would be much different on the show and we could all be much happier and certainly not waiting months for a continuation from that ending!

Chapter 1: Breaking Down

Emma was alone in the apartment. David and Mary Margaret had gone out for the night and made it pretty clear not to expect their return. Henry was with Regina for the night.

Emma knew it was only fair. They had been home for a week and it was the first time that Regina had any quality alone time with him.

On the other hand, she wasn't sure it was such a good idea for her to be left on her own. Emma had made it all of five minutes alone before the wine came out. It was maybe another two minutes before the radio got turned on as well.

Wine normally would not have been her first choice but it seemed to be what Mary Margaret had on hand.

Emma was laying on the couch with her half empty glass of wine in hand. She preferred not to think about just how empty the bottle itself was…

She wasn't able to stop herself from thinking about the mess her life had been since their return. Henry's return had, thankfully, gone smoothly. She was not prepared for any more unnecessary drama.

And that was why, ever since their return, she had been avoiding Killian.

Hook! She corrected herself mentally. Angrily.

Honestly, she didn't even understand how she remembered the name. She had only heard it once and at that time, remembering his name didn't even come close to her top one hundred priorities.

It was dangerous to think of him that way though. What if she called him by his name? What if Neal heard her? Henry?

Worse yet, what if Killian did?

But she had expected for it to be difficult. She thought he would notice and care that she was avoiding him. She wasn't sure which one it was, but apparently he didn't.

She shouldn't care that he didn't care.

She couldn't stop thinking about him.

It wasn't fair. She should at least be given the chance to consider all of her options. And this certainly wasn't the fun that she had been promised.

Neal wanted her back. Henry wanted them to be a happy family. That should be a nice option. But she couldn't even think of it past that.

She had loved Neal at one point. But she wasn't that same girl. And the hurt that he had caused her? She couldn't just forget about that and accept him back into her life. She could accept that he needed to be in her life. He needed and deserved to be in Henry's. But she couldn't just be with him again.

Could she be with Killian though? It was selfish. It would hurt those close to her.

It would make her happy.

Maybe the problem was that there wasn't anything for her to really decide. You can't make a choice when there was only ever one option.

Emma grabbed her purse and went out into the cold rain.