Author's note: This is basically set after 3x11, Going Home. I should say that this is sort of includes spoilers. I wrote this from all the spoilers I have seen. Please tell me if there are any mistakes. I hope you enjoy!

I do not own Once Upon a Time.

They quietly eat their breakfast. Emma was still shocked of what had just happen. What did just happen? New York is more dangerous than she thought. That guy out there wore way too much leather, and tried to kiss her! He definitely seemed drunk, she could taste something like rum on his lips when he tried to kiss her. After breakfast she cleaned up, had a nice shower, and got dressed in a black dress with black stocking and a red button up jacket. "Henry come on!"
"Coming mum!" Emma was at the door and she opened it slightly, good he still wasn't there. Henry rushed up to her. "Come on Henry, we are going to be late for school."

"Why do I have to go to school? Friday should be part of the weekend."

"Come on your going." Emma and Henry walked out to her yellow bug and drove to school. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get that man out of her head. She wasn't sure if it is because he tried to kiss her, or that she felt she could somehow trust him. She felt something familiar about him, like that kiss had happened before. But there was only one other man which she had kissed before and that would be Neal. She still hated him for abandoning her, to go to jail. How could she be a fool to fall for a thief? "Mum are you okay?" Henry had startled her out of her thoughts. "I, I'm fine Henry." Henry knew she was lying. He could see right through her.

"Is it about who was at the door this morning? Did they try to hurt you?" Emma had never seen Henry that concerned before. Would telling him the truth help him calm down? Unfortunately he can detect lies like she can, but she can just do it better. "You know I can tell if you're lying!" Looks like she will have to tell him what happened. "Okay Henry." Emma took a deep breath, "There was a man at the door, dressed in way to much leather. And he tried to kiss me saying something about family or memories. Look but I don't want you to worry about me today. I can handle myself. And I think that man was drunk, I could smell rum on him." Emma had stretched the truth a bit. But she didn't need to tell him that he actually kissed her. "Okay mum, I know you can take care of yourself." Without noticing they were in front of the school and Henry opened the door on his side of the car. "Bye Mum!"

"Bye kid!" Emma watched as her son went to school to meet up with his friends. Emma started the car back up and drove in the direction of the apartment. She had no work today so she decided to try and rest a bit. She found herself watching Peter Pan. She had always loved the Disney movies. Henry always said he was too old for them. But Emma loved them. Her favourite being Snow White and the seven dwarfs. Emma slowly started to drift off to a world of sleep.

She was in the jungle, or Forest maybe. Green trees around her with dirt at her feet. "Did you really save his life?" As she turned around she saw him. The man all dressed in leather.

"Does that surprise you?"

"Well you and David aren't exactly, how do you say it? Mates."

"Doesn't mean I would leave your father to perish on this Island."

"Thank you."

"Perhaps gratitude is in order now?" She felt a grin creep onto her face.

"Yeah, that is what the thank you was for."

"Well, what your father's life is worth to you."

"Please. You couldn't handle it."

"Maybe your the one who couldn't handle it." He had challenged her. So she did it. She grabbed his coat and pressed her lips against his. It was a passionate kiss, unlike any other. But she pulled away. Sure he wanted it to keep on going, but she wasn't going to let that happen. "That was..."

"A one time thing." She let go of his coat and turned around and started walking, "Don't follow me. Wait five minutes, go get some fire wood or something."

"As you wish."

Emma jumped up. No she did not just have that dream. It felt so real, like it had happened before. But it hadn't. She was sure of it. That man, it was the same man. And David, her father or something? It was like he had saved his life and that was her way of thanking him. She was startled at the sound of knocking at the door. She didn't feel like answering it. But then it got harder. She was going to regret it but she opened the door. There he stood. That mysterious man. "Look, sorry about this morning, please don't close the door. But you need to hear me out. It is about your memories."

"Look, I don't know who you are, but I..." What was she suppose to say? She wanted to find out more about that dream. She felt that she could trust him, but why? "You having weird dreams lately?"

"How do you know?"

"You're something if an open book." Where had she heard that before? "Try something new love, it's called trust." Emma didn't know why she trusted him, why should she? "Do you want to talk about it?"

"Sorry but I don't know you. And I don't talk to strangers who have tried to kiss me. Goodbye." She closed the door and locked it. She didn't need any distractions. She was going on a date with her boyfriend tonight.