Still not over the finale and this is a tribute to that, with a few deviations. My favorite part was really the Hook/Emma/Past Hook stuff so I thought I'd expand on that. To make it happen though I had to change a few parts. Mainly no Marian, and Past Hook and Emma will obviously spend more time together than what was on the show.

Hook blinked at the force of Granny's bathroom door slamming a hair's breadth away from his handsome face.

"Emma are you alright in there?" he called out to her.

He could hear the sounds of her retching and worried, he jiggled the door knob to follow her in. Locked. He sighed. There was no better metaphor for his and Emma's relationship than a locked door it seemed at times. Even after 4 months following their time traveling misadventures, he still felt as if he was in a constant sword-fighting dance with her. Just when he thought he had her conquered, she would parry his advances with ease. But she was trying so hard.

For his birthday, she magic'ed up the Jolly Roger, or an exact replica of it anyway. Nobody knew if she had actually managed to retrieve his ship from another realm or if she just created a new one. Rumpelstiltskin believed the former and became giddy at the thought of the heretofore unknown power. Only she couldn't repeat the feat. Her attempts at retrieving Rumpel's old treasures he had left behind in the Enchanted Forest proved a comedy of errors. Testing her ability to recreate the objects were an abysmal failure too. Rumpel finally stomped off in a huff when Emma, out of frustration, "accidentally" transported his drawer of underwear to him. They had both dissolved in a fit of giggles while the imp huffed and puffed away, swearing never to teach Emma again. Her magic it seems was as erratic as she was.

For his part, he didn't give a fig about her abilities. Just the fact that she had been quite desperate to give him back the Jolly and had somehow discovered his birth date was enough. Of course she followed up that grand gesture by taking off for parts unknown for 4 days. Even Henry had been kept out of the loop to her whereabouts. He knew she wasn't ready to hear "I love you" but damn it, she can't do something like give him back the Jolly and expect him to remain stone cold.

He was fooled into thinking her heart was finally healed once and for all, when out of the blue, she presented him with a painting of Liam, that she had painted herself. It was on account of their "first year anniversary" when they had first met. He cried like a baby. He didn't even know she could paint! Or how she knew what Liam looked like.

Of course Emma being Emma, disaster followed. Unbelievably touched, he had dropped to his knees and was in the process of asking her to be his wife for all eternity when she freaked out and turned him into a kitten. A kitten! He was Captain Hook damn it! The least she could do was turn him into a fierce wolf. Or a sleek panther. But a kitten. To this day, Charming still sported a black eye for calling him Kitty Killy.

They had reached an impasse after that. Frustrated with her mercurial nature, he had given her an ultimatum. He was not going to sleep with her until she agreed to do the honorable thing and marry him. It had been an all out war ever since. And quite frankly he was close to his breaking point. The woman was a master at seduction! She made him, the infamous Captain Hook, grandest lover of the high seas, look like an amateur.

Determined not to break, he had taken to outright avoiding her. Their breakfast date at Granny's this morning was a compromise. She promised to behave herself for a few hours and her confession that she had missed him for the 2 days he was hiding out, or rather unavoidably busy, was too much for him to refuse. Things were going perfectly swell until Ruby brought out a feast of pancakes, eggs and bacon. 2 seconds later, face paling, she took off to the restroom and was now retching.

"Emma?"

The door creaked open and a wan faced Emma peeked out at him.

"Are you sick, lass? I'll go retrieve Whale." His brows furrowed with worry. In all the time he had known her, she had never been sick once.

Emma pitifully shook her head. "No, there's no need. I think I'm just coming down with the stomach flu or something."

He tenderly put his hand to her forehead. "Are you sure Emma? You're not warm but just to be safe, I think we should go see Whale."

Emma burrowed her face into his chest and shook her head. "Just take me home" she mumbled into his chest.

He frowned suspiciously and tipped her head up to meet his gaze. Was this an act to get him to her place where she could pounce on him? But the listless look in her eyes convinced him she really was feeling poorly.

"Ok lass, let's get out of here." They stopped by the table to gather their belongings when Ruby strutted up to them.

"Congratulations you love birds." Ruby was practically dancing with excitement.

They both frowned in confusion.

"What?" Emma asked.

"Emma's sick! What are you happy for Red?" Hook growled in question.

Ruby looked between the confused stares on both their faces and swallowed down her laughter. They didn't know. Yet.

Ruby looked at Emma and raised a single eyebrow. Emma looked back at her blankly for a couple of seconds then she sagged against Hook. If possible, her face got even paler.

She shoved away from Hook's comforting arms and he read the growing panic in her eyes. Just when he was about to ask her what was wrong, she turned and bolted out the door.

He made to follow her when Snow and Charming strolled in to Granny's blocking his way.

"Why was Emma in such a hurry?" Charming asked.

Snow beamed up at him. "I'm glad the war between you is finally over. Why I told Charming the other day, you two needed to stop behaving like children and grow up. After all, you're about to have one of your own."

"One what?" Charming asked his wife.

"You know already?" Ruby asked Snow.

She chose to answer Ruby first. "Of course. I'm her mother."

Charming butted in before Ruby could respond. "Know what? Will somebody let me know what's going on?"

Hook shoved his hand through his hair. All he wanted was to shove Charming out of the way and go after Emma. He didn't give a damn what Ruby, Snow or Charming knew or didn't know.

"Emma's pregnant!" Snow blurted out happily.

Ruby groaned.

Both Hook and Charming had similar dazed look on their faces.

"Pregnant?" Hook and Charming both whispered in shock at the same time.

"They didn't know!" Ruby hissed at Snow.

Snow's face dropped. "Ohhhh. Emma hasn't told Killian?"

Ruby shook her head. "Nope. And how could she. I don't think she knows either."

"Pregnant?" Hook was still in shock. He just couldn't wrap his mind around this.

Charming rounded on Hook and grabbed his lapels. "You got my daughter pregnant?" he asked in rage. "Before asking me for her hand in marriage? I'm going to kill you!" The last declaration he yelled at the top of his lungs.

"Now's not the time Charming. He didn't even know."

"I don't care that he didn't know. He still…..Emma, our baby" Charming sputtered incoherently.

Snow rolled her eyes. "You do realize she's a grown woman with a teen son already?"

The next words that came out of Hook's mouth stopped Snow and Charming dead in the middle of their argument.

"That's not possible. We haven't done it."

"What?" Snow, Charming and Ruby asked simultaneously.

"What do you mean we haven't done it?" Charming asked in confusion.

Hook shifted uncomfortably on his feet. "You know mate" he paused. "Emma and I haven't consummated our relationship yet. It's not possible she's pregnant."

"You haven't had sex with Emma?" Ruby asked incredulously. "How's that possible. The pheromones coming off you 2 is enough to knock me over whenever I stand anywhere near you."

Charming groaned. "Ruby!"

"What? It's true. I've smelled the sexual attraction between them since the beginning of time practically. It's so strong, there's no way they haven't done the dirty deed. It would've driven them crazy." She paused in thought. "On the other hand, maybe that's why they've been acting so crazy."

"Can we not discuss my daughter's sex life? And you smelling them Ruby? It's disturbing."

"Guys" Snow said in exasperation. "There's a bigger point here." She pointed at Hook, "if you say you and my daughter haven't…" she trailed off. "How is it possible she's pregnant?"

"Are you sure she's pregnant?" he asked in return. "She just thinks it's the stomach flu."

Snow looked at Ruby, who shook her head in the negative.

"I'm positive. At the risk of offending Charming, I could smell it. Unmistakable. At a guess I say about 4 months."

"And she has all the symptoms" Snow added.

"But if she's not pregnant with Hook" Charming said, leaving them all with the unspoken question of "who is she pregnant with?"

After hours of thinking on the Jolly, Hook arrived at Emma's place. He had come up with a plan on how to approach Emma. He didn't care whose kid it was, the fact that it was Emma's kid was all that mattered. He already loved Henry and would love the new baby too. If she was 4 months pregnant, then they weren't even together back then. What she did and with whom didn't matter to him. But it was still puzzling. Who could she have been with 4 months ago and when? Even though they were still fighting back then right before "Marty McFly" adventures, he was practically glued to her side. Not to mention with the fight with Zelena looming, when did she get a moment to herself?

Emma finally opened the door for him and they sat down on the couches facing one another.

Minutes ticked by in uncomfortable silence. He didn't how to begin and was hoping Emma would talk first.

Finally she whispered, "I'm pregnant Killian."

He nodded his head. "I know."

She looked up. "Wait how? I just found out a few hours ago myself."

"Your mom and Ruby let the cat out of the bag."

"Snow knows? Ruby too?" She groaned. Damn small town, fairy tale living. She wasn't even going to bother asking how they knew before she did. "Who else knows?" she muttered. "Winnie the Pooh? Mickey mouse? The whole damn fairy tale world?"

"Your father. He was there when Snow blurted it out."

Hook took a deep breath and prepared to give her his grand speech, declaring his love for her and the new baby and wanting to raise the kid with her.

But before he could, she of course stole his thunder again. "It's yours" she whispered.

"Beg your pardon?"

"The baby, it's yours."

"What baby?"

"The one I'm carrying of course!" she yelled out in frustration.

He looked down and pointed at her belly. "Baby…..mine? What? It can't be." He shook his head back and forth.

"We haven't…"

Emma squeezed her eyes shut briefly. She knew that one moment, that one moment she selfishly took for herself would come back to bite her in the ass. It always did. She never got away with anything.

She rubbed her stomach in a symbolic gesture before opening her eyes and looking straight at Hook.

"I guess I should say technically the baby is your past self's."

Next up: Flash to the past Hook/Emma but no smut! Sorry I suck at that stuff.