A/N: Hi! So, this is my first Once story. But even then, it's not really a story. but whatever. The point is that Captain Swan is cannon. They have their own 'theme song' people, stop hating on my baby OTP. Okay, so here is my first ever OUaT drabble!

Fire

Emma sat on a rock with her head between her hands, staring blankly at the bright flames. Killian sat on the other side, drawing in the dirt with a twig. He looked up every so often, at Emma, then back down. David paced back and forth, glancing anxiously between Emma and Jones. Snow sat down next to Emma and combed her daughter's hair.

"What's wrong, Emma?"

"It's nothing." Emma said, standing up and walking away from the campsite. Snow looked confused. "Something is bothering her." She declared. Regina rolled her eyes. "There's always something bothering Emma. What makes tonight any different?" Snow ignored the queen and looked to her husband. "What do you think, David?"

David looked up, surprised. "I uh...I don't know." Snow frowned. "I'll go talk to her."

Killian stood up. "Allow me, love. Maybe I'll be able to get something out of her."

"I'm her mother!"

"And that is exactly why it shouldn't be you. No child enjoys telling their parents a secret."

Snow was taken aback. "You think she's keeping something from us? But...but she's our daughter!"

David crossed over to his wife. "Snow, maybe it's for the best."

"He is not going anywhere near my daughter!"

Killian held up his hand and his hook. "I won't hurt her, I promise. I'll just talk to her."

Snow narrowed her eyes. "Fine." She said reluctantly. "But if you lay one finger on her..." She loaded her bow and pointed it at the pirate. "I'm watching you, Hook."

Killian smirked. "I don't doubt it." Hr turned around walked out of the clearing, following Emma's path.

"What's wrong, love?" He called. "You seem more upset than usual."

Emma turned around slowly. "What's wrong is that I don't know what to feel. I love Neal, but..."

Killian touched his lips, half smirking. "But what? Come on, let it out."

Emma folded her arms. "Why should I tell you? It's not like you'll even care." Killian raised his eyebrows, lowering his head a tad bit. Emma sighed. "I don't know." She said. "I just- I don't know anything anymore."

The pirate took a step forward, lessening the distance between the two. "Maybe, if you look hard enough, what you're looking for can be right under your nose." Emma leaned forward a little, and Hook took her waist and pulled her close. "Do you see what I'm talking about, love?" He whispered. Emma lowered her eyes. "Stop smirking, you idiot."

"I quite like smirking, though. It's fun."

"Oh, shut up." Emma said, irritated, and pushed the pirate away. "How 'bout we talk, instead, huh?" Killian frowned that wasn't quite what he had in mind...but it would do. "Fine with me. What would you like to know about the devilishly handsome, charming, and amazingly talented pirate, Killian Jones?" He winked and flashed Emma a brilliantly white smile. Emma cocked her head sideways and raised her eyebrows slightly, as if to say, "Really? You're really doing this right now?" She sighed and sat on a rock. "Whatever you want to tell me, I guess."

Hook's smile faded. "I was afraid you'd say that." He sighed and sat across from Emma. "Well, I had a somewhat lonely life. I've spent many years in Neverland, searching for a way to get revenge on Pan." He chuckled darkly. "Although, of course, it was the king's fault, really, but he's long dead, so I suppose my revenge on him is done."

"Hook?"

"Swan?"

"I think I just set your hair on fire."

A/N: Oh my gosh. XD Okay, I have to admit, I didn't plan on setting Killian's hair on fire. It's so perfect, but...I couldn't set his pants on fire. I just couldn't, for reasons I don't even know. But I hope that this was a good drabble, to you readers, because I certainly thought so. Please review what you thought (but no flames, please)!