(This is my first attempt at a story, I would love feedback etc. I also fully intend to use this as a oneshot place in the future.)

It was a Friday evening roughly around 6:45pm and Emma Swan was sat at her favourite booth alone. Emma had been restored from the "Dark one" to the "Saviour" for more than 72 hours but this was her first public outing since the whole dark one spectacle. She absentmindedly stirred the cinnamon laced cocoa that was now lukewarm, before he took a seat in front of her she felt his presence like a prickle down her spine, she didn't look up but she knew he was now sitting in front of her.

"Swan." He breathed relief evident in the way he spoke her name.

Emma didn't want to look up into the blue eyes of the man she loved because she knew she'd find understanding and redemption. She didn't want either, well that was a lie she wanted to believe she was capable of redemption but she didn't feel like it was possible at that point or that she deserved such a thing. Since the restoration from the dark one Emma had locked herself away ensuring no one could see or speak to her, she ignored calls and all over attempts at interaction from her friends and family. She didn't want to see pity, disgust or any other emotion they'd all express towards her, so she took the selfish route and locked herself away. As she mulled over things she sipped the cocoa and kept her eyes trained on the table.

"Go away Killian." She grumbled as she set her cup down on the saucer.

Emma shifted uncomfortably in her seat as he scrutinised her movements, Hook placed his hand a top hers and rubbed a thumb across her knuckles.

"Not until you talk to me Swan." He finally said a slight irritation in his voice.

Emma looked up at her beau and shut out all the pain she was feeling and the emotions she was keeping locked up. She locked eyes with Hook, her expression was icy and closed off. She knew she was resorting to her old tactics, her walls but she couldn't help it, she didn't need this right now. So she pulled her hand away and lifted up from her booth and leaned close to Hook's face.

"What would you have me tell you Killian?" She purred menacingly.

"That I wish to be redeemed? That I regret it all? I don't." She said flatly.

She pushed away from the table, placed her change for the cocoa on the table and walked out of the diner, leaving behind the love of her life. She knew if she looked back she'd find a stunned expression on Hook's face, but she couldn't handle him right now, she had so many problems to filter through. Henry for one, she'd hurt him the most. She climbed into her cherished yellow bug and started the engine, it grumbled to life and she made her way towards the cliff face that overlooked the small town of Storybrooke. She needed to clear her head and think this all through.

Once she'd driven as far as she could in her bug, she got out and climbed the rest of the way and found the perfect spot within seconds of coming to the spot. She sat on the log that had fallen a long time ago and watched as the town's lights twinkled below.

"So much life." She mumbled to herself as she watched lights turn on and some turn off as people went about their various lives.

She watched quietly for a while after that and watched as people drove to and from places, it was peaceful and quiet. At around 7:30pm Emma heard a rustle behind her, she turned and was met with the sheepish grin of her thirteen year old son. She felt like a doe in the headlights as he made his way towards her.

"Hey Mom." He said as if they were like normal, it tore at her heart.

She looked him over and smiled slightly. "What are you doing here Kid?" She asked trying to sound normal and not like the sight of her son was causing inner turmoil.

"I came to find you to talk to you." He stated as if she hadn't caused him heartache weeks prior.

Henry sat beside his mum for a little while in silence. The silence was causing her to experience a serious sense of discomfort.

"I'm sorry!" she blurted out before she could stop herself. Henry looked at her bewildered.

"You don't have to be, I know it wasn't really you. It was the darkness eating at you." He said with a nonchalant shoulder shrug.

She looked at her son with tears welling up in her eyes, if only she believed that. She knew exactly what she was getting herself into when she decided she couldn't relinquish the darkness. She wiped at her cheeks and placed a hand on her sons.

"Thank you for trying to believe in my goodness Henry but it's no use." She said through a sniffle.

Her response earned her a chuckle from her son, she raised her eyebrows at her son. He hugged her fiercely and mumbled. "If I didn't believe for a second you weren't capable of redemption I wouldn't be here mum."

His response earned him a frown from Emma. Henry believed in her, a little hole in her heart she hadn't realised she'd had filled over and her insides welled up with the fact that her son who she had hurt believed there was a chance for redemption for her. She smiled at her son and hugged him again.

"How and when did you get so smart kid?" She chuckled as she pulled away and wiped away her tears.

He shrugged and grinned.

"Since we're all for road to redemption and becoming a hero again I think you should go talk to Killian…" He offered with a hopeful expression across his features.

The statement caught Emma by surprise but she knew her son had a point, she'd been avoiding everyone for far too long and she needed to fix things as best as she could until she could redeem the bad things she'd done to her family. She knew nothing was forgotten but knowing that Henry had in part forgiven her was fulfilling enough. She eventually made her way back to her bug her son in tow and drove him home with plans to meet later at Granny's with the family to see them. Henry was in charge of getting that news around she'd decided.

When Henry had been dropped off at home she drove to the docks where she knew she'd find her love. The captain of her heart. As she climbed aboard the Jolly Rodger she thought about what she'd say to Killian, she walked down to his quarters where she knew she'd find him with his flask of rum. She knocked at the closed door which earned her a slur of curse words. She pushed it open and peaked inside, Hook lay across the little bed his hand over his eyes.

"Go away." He mumbled behind his arm.

She raised her eyebrows and walked over towards him, Hook lifted his arm from his face. His face was awash with unformed words that had died on his lips as he looked at Emma.

"What are you doing here?" He rasped.

She smiled at the pirate who was now sitting up on his bunk and she walked over to him and placed a hand on his cheek.

"I'm sorry for hurting you Killian." She said as she entwined their fingers.

He got up so quickly it was dizzying and before she knew it she was engulfed in the taste of the sea, rum and her pirate, she was in his arms and that was amazing. Their kiss grew so heated the windows began to steam up and Emma could not have been happier. Hook pushed Emma against the side of the ship and the kiss intensified, she slipped her tongue between his lips and explored his mouth as if it were the bottomless depths of the sea. He moaned softly against her lips and she smiled.

"I love you." She said as she pulled away to look into the blue depths of his eyes.

"I love you too Emma." He whispered against her lips as he placed a soft peck against them.

As she looked at her pirate his expression showed the desire and love he held for her and she knew her expression showed the same mixed with a hint of sorry. She pulled him to her again and this time kissed him slower, savouring his smell and taste, it was glorious and she realised so much like home, Hook was her home. When they finally pulled apart she looked at her phone and gulped back her nerves.

"Would you care to accompany me to see everyone?" She asked sheepishly.

Hook nodded and kissed her cheek. "Aye lass but you might want to fix yourself before you go." He said the smirk she found both endearing and infuriating across his beautiful features.

She rushed over to the mirror that was pinned to the wall opposite them and she bit her lip to keep in a giggle, her hair was all over the place and her lips were swollen from their heated kisses. She turned to look at him and the giggle let loose which earned her an even bigger smirk. She quickly tamed her hair and dragged her pirate off the vessel with her and she headed in the direction of Granny's. Emma knew that the future held a long talk between her and Hook but for now she was perfectly content to walk hand in hand with her pirate to her first meal back as herself. When they arrived Emma found that Granny's was busy with late evening diners, she knew exactly where her family would be and when she walked in they all turned and there was a mixture of bitter-sweet happiness and wistfulness on their faces as they took in the couple. Emma first engulfed her mum in a hug which earned her tears of happiness and lots of reassurances that she was loved. Then her dad hugged her which caused even more tears, she picked up baby Neal and kissed him lightly on the head before turning to Regina who begrudgingly engulfed her in a hug to, she smiled all around at her family as they fell into a steady stream of reminiscing about past adventures and other exciting news. It was humbling and as the night carried on to the early hours of the morning she leaned into her partner content and with redemption set out before her.