Emma was scared to death. She has had enough of this. How in the world is Ursula even on land? By why should she be surprised that any of this should be like the god damn movie.

As she and Killian had explored the forest hoping to find an signs of the Queens of Darkness, Ursula had managed to sneak up behind them and before they had the chance to defend themselves, Ursula had wrapped two of her tentacles around Killian, pulling him towards her. One of the tentacles wrapped around his throat and one of them was around his midsection holding his arms close to his body so he couldn't move. Emma could see him gasping for breath and her heart started beating rapidly.

"No, stop! I swear to god -" before she could finish her threat, Ursula interrupted her.

"And why would I do that?" She smirked at Emma.

"Isn't it me that you want to kill?" she heard Killian gasping, trying to tell her to run,"The Savior?"

"Oh, have you not told your girlfriend about us, Captain?" She smirked over at Killian, letting her grip loosen before turning back to Emma. To say she was confused was an understatement and Ursula could see that on her face, "Oh my dear sweet child. You see the Captain and I go way back and our relationship, I must say, was exciting. We got along just swimmingly, pun intended. I think it may have been love. But then he left, screwing me over. He'll just do the same to you."

Once again Ursula squeezed the tentacle tight around Killian throat. Emma was caught off guard and didn't see another tentacle come shooting at her. All of a sudden Emma found herself lying on the ground, her breath knocked out of her.

When she came back to her senses seconds later all she could feel was anger. Anger with Ursula, anger with Killian, anger that she had to be the fucking Savior. She could feel her hands tingling with her magic and before Ursula could finish off Killian, two bright lights hit Ursula and when she dropped Killian she disappeared into a puff of smoke. Great.

"Let's go." Emma stomped off.

"Swan, please," She was walking fast not really sure where she was going. He could tell she was angry and he knew she had a right to be, "Emma, talk to me please."

Emma clenched her fists at her side and turned around to face him, "You want to talk about this? Why don't you talk to another ex-girlfriend that I probably don't know about. Alice in wonderland? Or maybe Goldielocks?"

"You know her? I think she is a bit young for me, love." She noticed the seriousness in his face. He wasn't joking. He made her blood boil.

"Of course I don't fucking know her," Fuming, she walked off again, heading towards her parents apartment, knowing she could get away from him for a little bit.

"Swan, stop," He grabbed her arm with his hook but she shook him off and turned toward him again.

"After all of this…shit that's been going on here, the last thing that you should do is keep something like this from me. Trust, Killian. For once in my god damn life I am putting trust into something, into you. And when there is mutual trust, this means you are open to one another about everything." They stood there for a moment in silence, looking into one each others eyes.

"I thought we were a team," She said quietly, the anger retreating from her body and turning into sadness. Sighing, she sat herself down on the curb and tried to hold back the tears that were threatening to spill out.

Guilt washed over him, he hated to see her like this. Unhappy. They had been so happy with 6 whole weeks of normal days. He brought himself down to the curb, sitting next to her, "Love," he wrapped his arm around her shoulder and she let out a sob, "We are a team. I promise you that."

Emma turned her head to him, tears glistening in her eyes, "Did you love her?" disgust dripping from her voice.

"Of course not. But I did what I do best and screwed her over. But that was the past and I assure you that it meant nothing. You didn't deserve my crap being piled on you and that's why I didn't mention it. Besides, you know that I after I lost Milah that I never loved anyone else until I met you." He brought his hand up to her face to wipe away a single tear.

"You should have told me," she huffed.

"The past is in the past, love. I want to live in the here and now," her lips curved into a small smile, remembering him saying that to her in their trip to the past, "And I want it with you, and only you. And I want us to look towards the future together. Not even some sea bitch is going to come between us. I promised you I would never leave and I intend to keep that promise."

She moved so that she could lean her head on his shoulder. They stayed like that for a while, sitting in silence until he finally brought it up, "And if I didn't know any better, I'd say you were jealous."

She pulled herself up and punched him in the shoulder, "Shut up."