You have a past, I have a past!

"Hook!" Emma Swan yelled, using her boyfriend's more colorful moniker, as she always did when she was unhappy with him or needed to get his attention.

"Yes love?" he appeared from their bedroom, a book in his good hand, his dark hair messed up with a confused look on his handsome face.

"What the bloody hell is this?" She waved her hands at her open laptop sitting on the counter, the screen facing away from him.

"Your computer contraption?"

Emma pressed her lips tightly together and tried to remain calm, it appeared that Killian was taking the "deny deny deny" approach. "That's not what I mean and you know it!" Her dark green eyes burning holes into his bright blue ones/

"No love, I do not." He tossed his book on the counter, and crossed his arms defensively in front of himself.

"You were using it were you not?"

"Aye, I used that google to look up information about this world. You showed me how."

"Ya and what did you look up?" Emma asked, her voice dripping in annoyance.

"Various curiosities."

"Like?"

"I do not know Swan, what is in Jell-O, why is the cheese orange, what makes the fridge box cold?"

"So you did not go on sites like," she bent over to read the history on her browser window, "cheerleadersgonewild, fantasylay, or …hmmm let's see what else. Oh wow this has to be my favorite, naughtytinkerbell?" She pressed the touchpad bringing up a site featuring a naked woman in green fairy wings made-up to look like the Disney version of Tinkerbelle and not the real fairy.

"I swear to you that I have not a clue what you are talking about." Hook reached out to the computer and turned it to face him so he could see what Emma was ranting about.

She watched as he looked at the screen in front of him. Both of his eyebrows raised, and if she did not know him better she would swear a faint blush touched his cheeks.

"You're telling me the truth." She stated, "But if it was not you," she never finished her thought as they both simultaneously turned their heads to look up stairs to Henry's room.

Emma slowly tapped her fingers upon the island counter. She wasn't sure how to proceed now that it was her 14 year old son looking at porn and not her over sexed 330 plus years' boyfriend.

"This woman doesn't even resemble the Fairy."

Emma turned to look at the screen, the blonde was bent over and all you could see was her blonde bun and green fairy wings, and her female anatomy that was on display. "You can't even see her face in this picture." As the words left her lips it hit her that he didn't need to see her face. She shut the window down and closed her computer lid abruptly. "You have a past, I have a past. I'm ok with that," she said slowly and quietly.

"Emma, my love, why would I ever need to look at such things when I have the most alluring, sexiest, adventurous woman in all the realms in my bed already?" He came around the kitchen island and wrapped his arms around her.

"I'm sorry that I thought it was you. I just never thought that Henry, my little boy." She said into his neck.

"He's nearly 15, I had already bedded a few girls by that age."

Emma pulled back and looked up at him. "You didn't just say that did you," panic now appearing in her eyes. "Oh my god, you don't think he has do you?"

"Emma calm down. I think he's a normal young man, with a possible thing for Tink." He said with a small chuckle as he pulled her into his arms again as she groaned.