WELL, I GUESS I'M ON A CAPTAIN SWAN KICK. EH, THAT'S OKAY. THOSE TWO CAN HOLD ME OVER UNTIL GRAHAM RETURNS.

DON'T OWN IT.

Damn clichés they can go to Hell, Emma thinks as Hook stares into her eyes, his one hand firmly gripping her shoulder as her breaths slow. They really do look clear as the ocean.

"Emma." The pirate repeats again, his voice grounding her, bringing her back to reality. Slowly, Emma becomes vaguely aware that there are five pairs of eyes on her and she slides away from Hook, leaning against the nearest wall of the ship.

"What the Hell just happened?" The blonde pants, looking to her parents.

"We went through the portal. We're in Neverland, Honey." Snow says quietly, reassuringly. With a groan, Emma rubs at her temples for a few moments.

"Okay." She says, then, more definitively, "Okay." She pushes herself up into a standing position. Hook, who had been kneeling in front of her, does the same. "Sorry about that. I don't, I don't know why I passed out." She shrugs. "I guess it has something to do with crossing worlds cause I did when me and Mary Margaret got sucked to the uh, Enchanted Forest."

"You didn't pass out, Love." James looks as if he's ready to punch Hook again at the nickname, but a touch from Snow pacifies him. After a brief pause, Hook continues, "That was a panic attack."

"A panic attack?" Emma raises an eyebrow, her tone a mix of skepticism and sarcasm with a slight scoff.

"Oh, don't look so surprised, Miss Swan." For the first time, Gold looks at least a little interested in the conversation. "You just used an incredible amount of magic and you're new at it. I think it's safe to say that takes a lot out of a person. Crossing realms is always a shock the first time."

"I just said, this wasn't the first–"

"We both hit our heads when we landed, Emma. We were knocked out anyway."

"No, no, no." Emma shakes her head, anxiety seeping into her voice again as she starts pacing. Hook was on red-alert. "I don't have time to panic. I have to find Henry."

"And we will." Hook assures her, grabbing ahold of her arm. "Right now, you need to calm down."

"I am calm!" The blonde wriggles out of his grasp and stomps up the stairs to the upper decks.

"I don't think that's calm." Hook mutters.

"The sad thing is, that's relatively calm for her." Snow sighs, leaning onto James. Regina resists the urge to roll her eyes at the lovesick lovebirds.

"Then I have no desire to see her when she's worked up." Hook earns himself another glare from James.

"Can I talk to you for a minute?" The king asks, though his tone gives no room for argument.

"As you wish." The other man bows dramatically, following James into a cabin and closing the door behind them. Though he wants someone to come to his aid should James try to kill him, he also wants privacy. "Yes?"

"Stop harassing my daughter."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me. Emma. Stop harassing her."

"I don't know if you didn't see what just happened," Hook steps right into James' personal bubble, staring him down, "but I just saved your daughter from herself. Besides, I would never harass a woman, Emma nonetheless. It doesn't end well for me."

"It doesn't?" James' heart skips a beat. And Snow says she can't see any of herself in her.

"Your daughter is one Hell of a woman… Sir. She terrifies me."

"Sir?"

"Well, I'd like to be her friend; I suppose it's a step away from enemy, but I want your permission. After all, I am a gentleman."

"You also knocked her out and tried to kill her a few times." James crosses his arms.

"Please." Hook laughs. "If you're referring to our little run-in at Lake Nostos, I could have killed her if I wanted. I let her win." Finally, James allows himself to relax.

"Just don't tell her that."

"It'll be our little secret." Hook says.

"Fine. I give you my permission to be… friends with Emma. Just know, no one –not even you– will ever be good enough for my little girl." Hook smiles a genuine smile.

"Maybe someday we'll revisit this conversation… I might have a different question for you."

"Oh God." James groans, almost doing a face-palm. "I know that look. You're irrevocably in love with my daughter, aren't you?"

"I thought Milah was my True Love, and I was wrong. Emma, she gave me something to live for, to fight for. She is sweeter than any revenge I could ever get."

"I wouldn't call her sweet." James says, then sighs. "Now, you listen to me; you move at her pace, okay? And Hook? Thank you, for earlier. You were her clarity when no one else was… it means a lot. This is hard for me, to not be able to help her. So you just… make sure she's okay when I can't."

"I will."

"Rumple!" The two heard Regina angrily yell, followed by a loud thump.