She couldn't stop thinking about it. The way his lips tasted, so soft, yet so firm. And fuck, that kiss was so passionate, intense, and...
What was he thinking? That he could just kiss her (or did she kiss him?). She definitely kissed him. Hook was challenging her, to see if she would take it or walk away, and of course Emma took it. She could never back down from a challenge.
No you can't think about it anymore, Emma thought, your main reason of being here is to save Henry.
But what Emma wouldn't do to go back to him, and continue whatever just happened. There was a spark, definitely a spark.
No way. That couldn't happen. That kiss meant nothing. Nothing! She denied herself.
"Fuck, we need to find Henry, before I do something fucking stupid." She said out loud.
Like shoving Hook against a tree, and having your wicked way with him. A part of her brain thought.
"Fuck!" She all but yelled.
As Emma is walking back to the small camp they made up, when they aren't on the Jolly Roger, Emma feels a presence a ways back. She slowly keeps walking, but not too slowly that it is conspicuous. That's when she hears a stick break. She stops for a second to bend over, pretending to tie her boots, to wait out the intruder, while being aware of the knife she keeps in her right boot.
Someone taps her on the shoulder then. Emma grabs her knife, twirls around with the knife in her right hand, pushing the intruder against a nearby tree with the knife against the stranger. When she looks up at the stranger's face, she realizes who it is, Neal.
What is he doing? Did he see me and Hook? What does he want? Emma thought.
"What the hell Neal?" Emma voiced.
Neal gives her a small smile, while slowly moving the knife away from his neck.
"I just wanted to check up on ya. You were gone for a while." Neal said.
"My whereabouts are of no concern of yours. Just why the hell were you following me?" Emma said, outraged.
Neal gives her a shy smile,"I wanted to know if you were safe, and if we could talk… about us?"
Who does he think he is, wanting to talking about us. There is no us anymore. That ship has sailed. Emma thought, warily.
"Well, I don't wanna talk about us, Neal. I don't need another thing on my plate. What we need to do is find Henry. That is all." Emma says, done with this short conversation.
Emma backs up and turn around to keep walking towards her destination. Neal isn't having any of it, so he grabs her arm, and twirls her around so she is facing him. He searches her face, looking for something.
He must have found it or something because out of nowhere, Neal kisses her.
What the hell is happening? Why is he trying to hurt her, and bring back all those memories from the past? I don't fucking get it. Emma thinks.
Neal is trying to force her to open up to him, but Emma is frozen.
And all she can think about is Hook. How she shouldn't be
What the fuck! You don't need this right now, you need to find Henry. You don't want it. Her brain yells.
Emma all but shoves him, hard, into the tree behind him. Neal has a stunned look on his face. No one speaks a word for a few seconds. The silence is deafening. Emma is watching the emotions play over Neal's face. Regret, pain, happiness, and… Love?
No that can't be; he only remembers her from when they were together. She thinks.
"I-I still love you, Emma." Neal finally gets out..
"No you don't Neal." She says with disgust in her tone. Trying to wipe away the ghost feeling of his lips on hers. That doesn't work.
"I think I know how I feel, and that's love for you." Neal says with a bit of confidence.
Emma rolls her eyes, says slowly ,"Neal, you were engaged. You don't love me. You love the past me."
Neal, gets look of confusion, and regret.
Emma then walks away. She thanks whomever, that he didn't follow her.
When Emma finally gets to the camp, she see's that Hook isn't there yet. She starts to get the feeling of disappointment.
Why am I disappointed? I shouldn't be disappointed. Emma thinks to herself.
She goes to sit down by Mary Margaret, on the fallen log. No Snow White. Nope, that's still weird. Not even gonna think about calling her that other word.
You know exactly why you are disappointed. A part of her brain says.
No I don't. She thinks.
Yes, you do. You want to find him, and finish up what happened because deep down you feel something towards him. Her brain tells her.
Shut up brain, no I don't. Do I? No. Not going there. That only brings up memories of that I don't want to think about. Neal did enough damage. I need to stop thinking about this. I need a distraction. Emma thinks, so she turns to Mary Margaret, to help with whatever the hell she is doing.
Mary Margaret, was already turned towards her, giving her a puzzled look, with a tad bit of worry.
Why would she be worried? I mean, nothing happened when I stayed back to talk to Hook. Well something did happen, but she didn't need to know that. Then she realizes, Mary Margaret was saying something.
"...What's wrong, Emma? Where's Hook?"
"I don't know. Why would I know?" She says defensively, but trying to hide it.
A few minutes later, Neal comes back with firewood with a look of confusion, concentration, and anger. He doesn't even look at the others. Not even Emma, which she is glad for.
That's when Hook drunkenly, comes back through the coverage. He freezes, zeroes in on Emma, and gives her a mischievous smile. Emma doesn't know if she should like this look or not, but Hook decides that for her with what he says next.
"Attention, everyone! I would like you all to know that Emma kissed me, and it was the best kiss I've ever had. That is all."
"You did what?" Neal and David say in unison with equal disgust.
Emma just stares at everyone, like a deer in headlights. She conceals her embarrassment, because Emma Swan does not get embarrassed. She gets up, walks over to Hook. She gives him a look of innocence, when inside she is fuming with anger. She doesn't know whether to slap him or kiss that smirk off his face.
Her body decides for her because the next thing she knows her hand stings, and she all but runs off to get away from everyone.
Hello earthlings! I hope you guys enjoyed this. This is my first ff, and I feel like this was crap and too slow (don't know if that is the right word). But hey, leave me some feedback to know what to fix and whatnot.
