PROMPT: Emma drunkenly lets it slip that she's sleeping with Hook

"Okay Sheriff, I think you've had enough."

Grumpy pulled the beer from her hand, replacing it with a large glass of cool water.

Emma smiled and placed her hand on his shoulder, "You know Grump? You are a good guy. I like you." Her words were slightly drawled and her eyes barely open.

"Yeah, yeah," he muttered as he passed the half drunk beer to Ruby.

Emma slumped down, her head resting on her arm. Ruby snickered. Grumpy leaned across the bar, whispering, "You know it's a damn good thing everyone else has gone home. Her mother would pitch a fit seeing her like this."

"Hey," Ruby hushed, "She's in a good mood. Give her a break." Grumpy frowned and went around collecting the few remaining glasses that littered the booths.

"You know who else is a good guy?" Emma suddenly shot up, nose in the air.

"Who?" Ruby asked as she wiped clean the bar.

"Hook!" Emma cried, raising up her glass of water as though she were making a toast.

"Hook?" Grumpy gave her an incredulous look from across the room. She spun around on her stool to face him. "The pirate?"

"Mmmhmm," she nodded enthusiastically, before taking a long drink. "He's really brave and he has a ship," she leaned forward and whispered, "A real pirate ship."

Grump and Ruby caught each others eye and stifled a laugh.

"Yeah Emma, a real gentleman."

"I'm serious guys!" Emma whined. "Did you know he saved David's life when we were in Neverland?" The other two looked disbelieving. Emma nodded, "It's true. And you know? He says the nicest things sometimes. Like, when no one else can hear, but he does…"

"Does someone have a crush on the pirate?" Ruby teased, waggling her eyebrows.

"A crush?" Emma scoffed, "As if! It's just sex. You know - scratching an itch. I mean it's not like it's going anywhere! Me and him? Ha. But you know sometimes a girl needs-"

Emma stopped when she registered the open mouthed expression of Ruby. Behind her, Grumpy had busied himself, pretending he had not heard what he clearly just had.

"Are you sleeping with Hook?"

"Crap." Emma sighed, rubbing her hand over her face, a sobering wave overcoming her. "Technically we are not sleeping together…"

"But you're having sex?" Ruby pressed, in a low whisper.

Emma twisted her face, rolling her head from side to side. "Maybe?"

"I knew it. I knew it. I called it weeks ago-"

"Ruby, please, you can't tell anyone. It doesn't mean... 's just sex. I'm a woman. I have needs…"

She gave her friend her best puppy dog eyed, imploring look. "Please."

Ruby smiled, "Of course, your secret is safe with me."

And of course, by three pm the next day, half the town already knew about the dalliance between the dreaded Captain Hook and the pretty blonde Sheriff.