When Emma had woken up that morning she had a sense that her day wasn't going to end well. But, for whatever reason, she ignored that feeling and continued to search for Tamara and the missing Regina, per Henry's request.
She had doubled back to Neal and Tamara's room, and found a tiny piece of paper torn from the phone book. She had followed that lead to the docks.
Emma should really have called David for backup, but stubborn as she was, she thought she had the situation under control. She saw Greg leaning over Regina, who was hooked up to some machine and walked in slowly, gun drawn.
She was slightly disappointed. She was hoping to catch Tamara in the act. That's when that bad feeling came creeping up again, the one she had woken up with. Seconds later she was hit over the head with something really heavy.
When she came to, she was laying on the metal table where Regina had been and was hooked up to the same machine.
"Well, Ms. Nancy drew, I had hoped it wouldn't come to this." Tamara stood over her, hooking up the wires on the machine.
"I knew you weren't just here for Neal." Emma tried to move, but was handcuffed to the table.
" Can we just get on with it" Emma couldn't move to see, but she figured it was Greg, who had just walked in. "Someone might come looking for her."
"I know this isn't what you wanted, but we will find your father. This just takes precedence right now." She said looking down at Emma.
"You guys do know that I'm right here." Emma tried once again to slip her arm out of the cuffs.
"What if she doesn't know anything, do we even know if she has magic?" Greg had come around into full view.
"Yes the lass does, whatever it is you want she will know. " She knew that voice.
"Hook" She spat. "I thought I locked you up."
"Ah well, that you did. I happen to be very cunning though." Hook leaned down towards her.
"Oh cut the act Hook, I brought you hear." Tamara said hooking the last of the wires and walking over to the machine. "Now move away, so we can test this thing."
"I do hope you make it out alive love. A smile as beautiful as yours shouldn't go to waste." Hook whispered in her ear and then backed away.
"Wait, Tamara you don't have to do this," She begged, "What about Neal?"
"Never even liked the fool," She chuckled flipping the switch, "funning thing is he will never see any of this coming."
Emma winced as the voltage hit her body. "Now, what are the beans for?" But Emma didn't answer, she wouldn't.
"Fine then, we'll try this again" Tamara cracked a smile turning the knob up a little and flipped the switch. "What are you planning on doing with the beans?"
Once again Emma gritted her teeth against the pain.
" You can do whatever you want, but I'm not saying a word." She spat.
Tamara smirked and turned the knob as far up as it would go.
"Tamara don't, that could kill her. " Greg shrieked.
Tamara just shrugged, flipping the switch.
Emma screamed as her back arched off the table. She held on as long as she could. For Henry, for Neal, and her parents, she had to survive. But after a few seconds everything went black.