This is based after an episode in Season 2, when Hook goes to the hospital in Storybrooke after fighting with Gold and shooting Belle.
Chapter 1
Emma's guilt was overtaking her as she walked down the street of Storybrooke, not paying attention to the traffic. She stepped out into road, walking toward Granny's for a quick lunch. A car screeched to a halt, swerving to avoid her, and Emma jumped out of the way, wakening to reality.
"Emma, what are you doing? Are you okay?" yelled Snow, getting out of the car to make sure her daughter was alright.
"I'm fine, I just wasn't paying attention," said Emma, faking a smile. "Where did you get the car?"
"Borrowing it from Grumpy. He's been busy in the mines, so he hasn't needed it recently," replied Snow. "So are you going to tell me what's on your mind?"
"Nothing, don't worry about it," said Emma.
There was a reason she didn't want to tell her mom the truth, and it stemmed from a deep shame buried weeks ago. Now that Hook was back in the hospital, Emma knew that at any moment he could spill the story of their brief romance. At the same time, she still wanted him against all odds, even though she hated his facetious nature and his evil tendencies. When she visited him, and saw him bruised and battered, she felt pity but something stronger stirred within. Emma brushed it off as a strange crush. But she couldn't stop thinking about their time in the giant's den.
After she had left Hook chained up in the treasure room, she started to climb down the bean stock. But then she paused and started climbing back, sauntering back to Hook.
"You know what, maybe you're right. Maybe I can trust you," she said, smiling.
"Just like I said, love. Now unchain me, please," he replied with a twinkle in his eye.
"I don't think I will," she said, and walked confidently toward him, pinning him against a wall of gold. Before he knew what was happening, she kissed him fiercely. "Men like you are all the same. They say 'you can trust me' and then they turn around and run to wherever the treasure is," she hissed in his ear. "You don't care. You never will."
For a moment, he looked intensely at her, his blue eyes, lined with black, smoldering and yet he looked her over curiously. "Whatever you say, gorgeous," he said and grabbed her toward him by the waist. Their lips met and they kissed hungrily, running hands over each others bodies, Hooks chains rattling. He lifted her up and sat her down on a smaller mound of gold close by, and she straddled his waist. She bit his lip a little and he groaned, pulling her closer. Their breathing got heavier as they felt each others bodies pressed hard against each other.
"You are a saucy little minx," he whispered in her ear. She untied his belt and…
Emma blushed, thinking of what happened after that. And after all that, she had put her clothes back on, and left him there still chained up and yelling at her to free him.