Spoilers included! Not sure yet if this will be a series a one-shots/scenes or a full blown story. I'm thinking the former just cause I don't really have the patience for a true story. Also depends on what we get onscreen if I get the motivation. Enjoy.

In which Emma meets Hook

Emma had been on the stakeout for 24 hours tracking the movement of the people on the ship. She hadn't seen her mother anywhere but she had hope Mary Margaret was holding her own. After the ogre and Cora incident she wasn't under estimating her mom but still, it wasn't her style to sit about and do nothing. And really she's just about run out of patience. 24 hours was about all she could take without going stir crazy even though she was really trying hard to learn from her mother's more patient and methodical approach.

"Screw this," she mumbled to herself. She was sure the captain of the ship along with 3 of his crew members were gone. By her count that left only 3 others and she was positive she could take them down. As she stealthily made her way through the woods heading towards where the ship was docked, she felt something grab onto her ankles and tripped her.

"Argghhh!" Sitting up and spitting the dirt from her mouth, she felt around for the knife she had hidden in her boots when she heard laughter from above. Slicing through the ropes, she got to her feet only to be greeted by a creature jumping down from the trees and landing a few feet away from her. The "creature" turned out to be the one and only captain that had kidnapped her mom.

"Tsk tsk, not very graceful for a princess are you?" he said with a smirk. And that's when Emma saw it. A hook where his hand should've been, pointing at her. She closed her eyes briefly, "You have got to be kidding me." First the Disney princesses, then Lancelot, you would've thought she would be used to it by now. Waving her knife at him she growled "Let my mother go."

"I have no idea who your mother is. But rest assured if I have her, she'd be perfectly happy as my wench."

Whoah that was not a picture she wanted in her head and tired of seeing his arrogant smirks and innuendos she lunged at him in a temper. She managed to kick him to his knees and thrust her knife to his neck.

Still laughing at her, "You only had to tell me you liked it rough princess."

"Call me princess again and I'll cut your tongue out!"

Deciding that he had enough fun toying with her and it was about time to show who was the boss around here, he grabbed her arm and flipped her over to her back and straddled her to keep her imprisoned. Grabbing both her wrists he leaned down close to her face and whispered menacingly "Enough. Do you have any idea who I am?"

Struggling to free her wrists, "I don't care who the hell you are. Like all that guy liner and bling is supposed to intimidate me?"

He only laughed at that. "I'm flattered you noticed my eyes and I have no idea what a bling is but yes you should be scared of me." Pulling back a little, he said "why don't we come to a deal?"

Narrowing her eyes at him, "what kind of deal?"

"Promise you'll submit to me and I'll let your Snow White go."

At that Emma started bucking her body to dislodge him. "Let me go you perv! Go bother Peter Pan or other weird fairy tale men in tights!" she hollered at him.

Gripping her wrists even tighter, he leaned down and growled in her ear "Restrain your temper princess and stop misinterpreting my words." Then as if he couldn't help teasing her further he added "These feel like tights to me" as he rubbed her jeans.

She gave him a dirty look and stopped moving temporarily to catch her breath. "Well what did you mean by submitting then?"

Hook wanted to laugh at her belligerent look. She looked adorable, like a little child pouting but alas the time for teasing was over. He had goals and she was the key.

"Meaning you are to stop struggling and trying to kill me." And after a pause he added "and you'll also owe me a debt."

She looked at him incredulously, "You kidnapped my mom and almost killed me in the process, manhandled me, called me names, and now you want me to owe you? Get out of here!" Under her breath she mumbled, "what is he, Mr. Gold numero dos?"

He looked at her affronted, "When did I call you names?"

"With your princess this and princess that!" Leave it to Hook to be offended at the least offensive of his crimes Emma thought.

"That was an insult? Are you not Snow white's daughter and Prince James daughter?"

"You were mocking me! And I hate being called that anyway. It brings to mind, girly damsels in distress trussed up in useless itchy sparkly gowns with no purpose in life except to marry a man."

He laughed at that. She was such a delightful and contrary little creature. Truly he had never genuinely been more amused in his life.

"Fine I'll cease calling you princess . Do we have a deal Emma?" he drawled huskily.

Emma contemplated for a moment. She was positive this was some sort of trap but she didn't know a way out. He wasn't going to just let Mary go for nothing. "Alright, it's a deal. But I want something added to that deal. You can't harm Mary or myself for as long as we are here either."

Crafty little princess wasn't she, Hook thought. "Fine I swear and now to seal the deal, you must repeat the words, I submit." His one good hand grasped her hand and the other, the hook wrapped around her wrist and looking straight into her eyes he chanted something in a foreign language.

Mesmerized by his eyes Emma repeated albeit grudgingly "I submit." With that she felt the earth tremble a bit and saw lightning over his shoulders. As he let her go, she felt a tingling throughout her limbs but shook it off. She felt kind of strange and wondered what kind of deal she had made with the devil.