Just Give It A Go

It had been almost a month since the defeat of Zelena. Neither Emma nor Hook wanted to talk about the kiss they shared outside Granny's. They clearly had feelings for each other but neither of them was brave enough to deal with them, or at least, talk about them. This was why Emma needed a mother-and-daughter conversation with Mary Margret. She was her mother, but she was more like a friend to her, a friend that she could share anything about.

There's a soft knock on the door at Mary Margret's loft, interrupting her afternoon reading time. Mary Margret rushed to answer the door and found Emma standing outside, and she seemed rattled and distraught.

"I need to talk with you." Emma uttered.

"Come on in. What is it that you want to talk about?" asked Mary Margret, while offering a warm hug before Emma could find herself a place to sit down.

Emma's face was completely blank, owing to the surprising hug from Mary Margret. "Um… about relationship problems? I thought that was the most common topic in mother-daughter talks, wasn't it?"

"Oooohh, looks like our princess has a romantic interest." Mary Margret was very intrigued to know who the lucky guy was. "Do I know him?"

"It's Hook," said Emma, in her plain tone.

"Hook…the pirate? Good for you, Emma." Knowing that her daughter was seeing Hook, it's somehow a relief to Mary Margret.

"We're not dating, just so you know. We kissed. That's all."

"So you want to talk about it?" said Mary Margret, in her playful tone.

"Yeah, that's what I'm here for. I think I like him. But I'm just not sure it's a good thing. I don't want to start a new relationship yet, not after what happened to Neal. I don't think it's a good timing. That's all."

"Love never has a good timing. When the time is right, it will find you. No matter you want it or not. Emma, you have to try and make this work if you think you really like him. Don't let the opportunity slip away. I'm telling you from my experience. Just think this through tonight. He deserves a chance."

"Yeah, I get that. Thanks Mary Margret," said Emma, with a faint smile on her face, Then she walked towards the door and reached for the door knob. "I'll call you if I need to talk again."


It was a beautiful morning in Storybrooke.

Shortly after she arrived at Granny's, Emma knocked on door on Hook's room. A sleepy Hook opened the door and welcomed her inside. "What have I done to have a stunning lass like you visiting on this beautiful day?"

"Stop the sweet talk, Hook," She rolled her eyes at him. "I have something to tell you."

"Why the serious face, love. Relax." He still didn't know what was all that about.

"What I'm about to tell you isn't something of a joke. I am serious about this."

Sensing the seriousness in her voice, he knew he couldn't run away from having this conversation any longer, one that he tried very hard to avoid.

"That night outside Granny's, when you said you traded your Jolly Roger for a magic bean so that you could come back to find me, I was really touched. I didn't know you cared that much about me, not until that night. I know how much the Jolly Roger means to you. Now when I think about it. I believe that you should be given a chance, we should be given a chance to work things out. What do you say?"

There, she said it. She wanted to give it a shot, no matter good or bad in the end. She just wanted to try. Try to be happy. She knew she could find happiness with him, Killian Jones. She was just too afraid to confront her feelings for him. Right now all she needed was a Yes from him. She was waiting for his reply.

"What can I say, love? When a man is offered a chance to court a lady, who wouldn't accept it?" A very simple answer. But that's all she wanted or needed to hear.

Emma was too excited and rushed into his arms. They almost fell onto the ground because he was caught off guard.

"That was one unexpected reaction, love," putting on a big, charming grin on his face. He then wrapped his good hand around her waist tightly, like he's afraid of letting her go.

"I thought you're gonna turn me down," tears of joy fell from her face.

"Why on earth would I do that, Emma? My heart has always been with you since our little adventure in Neverland. Always."

She cupped his face with her hands. "A pirate really knows how to please his wench." She smiled with affection.

"Of course, love. Perhaps I can show you many other ways that a pirate pleases his lady," said Hook, with a mischievous smile hanging on his handsome face, while pointing at the bed with his other hand.

Emma tapped his forehead lightly. "We'll get down to that step eventually. Just not now."