A/N: I'm back by popular demand! This chapter is so mean to Henry it's not even funny. It was hard for me to write this. But I'm sure you'll all like it. This got so many more views than I actually thought it would, so I'll be trying to keep up with you guys. But I can only type so fast. Enjoy!

Chapter 2

The next day, Emma was up bright and early. For once, she didn't need the assistance of caffeine to help her heart to beat like she had every other day of her life. She had something else racing through her veins and making her feel like she could run a hundred miles. Except she had no idea what it was. Now, normally when Emma Swan encountered something foreign, she built another layer of concrete onto the wall that guarded her heart, but this was Neverland. All of the layers that she had built over the past ten years seemed to melt, and the world was a much brighter place.

Emma went to the starboard side of the ship, leaned her elbow on the railing, and in turn her cheek on her hand. Emma couldn't stop thinking about that kiss, no matter how hard she tried. She kept remembering the one small spark. She was subconsciously smiling.

The first person to see Emma was Mary-Margaret, and she walked right over.

"Good morning, Emma." Mary-Margaret said while stifling a yawn.

"Morning, Mom." Emma said. Mary-Margaret smiled. It was a rare occasion when Emma called her 'Mom', and Mary-Margaret cherished every single time. She may not have been 'Mom' for Emma for the first twenty eight years, but she was going to start making up for lost time.

"I see you're feeling better." Mary-Margaret prompted. "No more sea-sickness?"

"Nah." Emma replied, gazing out at Neverland. "I feel so much better."

Emma debated telling her mother about what happened last night with H-Killian. Maybe David had already told her, but probably not. When they shared the apartment in Storybrooke and it was just the two of them, Mary-Margaret and Emma talked all the time. But now things were much different. It was weird to not immediately tell Mary-Margaret, but she really didn't want to deal with another parent freaking out first thing in the morning. Emma rarely woke up feeling this good, why should she ruin the day?

"That's good." Mary-Margaret said. "You want to know something weird?"

Emma nodded, but Mary-Margaret just kept talking.

"When we got on this ship, I thought that we would be completely focused on finding Henry and going home. I didn't think it would take this long. Despite it being so messed up, I kind of miss Storybrooke." Mary-Margaret admitted. "I miss Red, and I miss the apartment. I also kind of miss coffee."

"Yeah, me too. I miss Storybrooke, but at the same time it's so different that I like it." Emma said. "I mean, look at Neverland. That's something I've only seen in animation."

"I guess." Mary-Margaret replied, but looked down at her feet. Her mind was far away. "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure." Emma said.

"Did something happen last night that I missed? I mean, I woke up in the middle of the night to hear David almost screaming at someone, and when he walked back to his cabin he almost shook the wood under our feet. I feel like he was angry. But he's not up yet so I can't ask him. So I'm asking you, Emma, did something go wrong last night that would've set David off? Normally he's pretty calm, but…" Mary-Margaret trailed off, obviously unsure of what to say.

Emma's breath caught in her throat. She wasn't going to tell Mary-Margaret, she had already made up her mind. But, wow, Mary-Margaret did know David well.

"Um… I-I-I don't think so." Emma stuttered, trying to keep her voice in check. For priding herself of spotting a liar, she sure wasn't such of a good one.

"Okay. I'll just go ask David what was wrong when he wakes up. He probably just went for a walk around the deck or something, and I must've imagined him screaming." Mary-Margaret reassured herself and yawned again. Sheesh, she did need coffee.

Now it was just a waiting game of how long it would be until David told Mary-Margaret and she knew, and when they would come to an agreed punishment. Probably, it would be back in their land after Henry was safe, but it was still a punishment none the less.

"Mom, how long did you sleep after you woke up in the middle of the night?" Emma asked.

"Oh, I couldn't get back to sleep." Mary-Margaret said.

"Go get some sleep. Some wave is going to come and knock you overboard and that would suck for everyone. Go." Emma persuaded her mother, looking into her bloodshot eyes. She must've been really tired, because Mary-Margaret never crumbled this easily. It took at least three tries normally.

Mary-Margaret stumbled back to her cabin, too exhausted to even walk correctly. Emma wondered what kept her mother up at night. Was it nightmares from before the curse, of something bad happening to Emma and David? Was she really worried about what was wrong with David?

She gazed out at Neverland one more time, just reveling in what it felt like to feel this young again. She felt like she could do anything.

"So touching, love." Killian's voice echoed from behind her. "I imagine you don't get many mother-daughter moments like that."

"Speaking of sleep: do you ever get any?" Emma asked, hoping he would leave her alone.

"No. Don't need it. Captaining is a 24/7 kind of job." Killian said. "Plus the prince kept me up half the night yelling at me. He said something along the lines of: Get close to my daughter again and I'm pushing you through the next available portal."

Emma sighed.

"Yeah. What was all of that about anyway?" Emma asked, pointing at Killian and then herself and then repeating to refer to that.

"I know you have a thing with lies, so I tried something new." Hook said. "I call it honesty."

"You really feel that way?" Emma asked, shocked. "About me?"

"Well, you know if I was lying, Swan." Hook said. He commenced sailing the ship, and walked back to the helm. The wind was coming from the ocean to the island, so they had the tailwind to propel them forward. Maybe if they made good headway today, they could make it to Neverland's shore by tomorrow.

She saw Regina coming out of her cabin, and she also looked like she hadn't slept at all last night. Come to think of it, Regina had barely been sleeping for the entire trip. If she was having nightmares that were anything like Emma's, Emma could understand why Regina didn't sleep. All Emma dreamed about was Henry, and the horrible things that Tamara and Greg could possibly do to him. These ranged from torture to drowning Henry, to just killing him on the spot. Most of those dreams involved Emma waking up in a cold sweat.

"Emma." Regina regarded her, obviously trying to be civil.

"Regina." Emma said back. If anyone has ever been on a boat with someone you hate, you'll know how hard it is to keep your cool. Emma has mostly succeeded by avoiding Regina at all costs.

"Where do you think Henry is?" Regina asked.

"I have no idea. And it's killing me." Emma admitted. Henry was the one thing that brought them together and forced them to kind of get along and not make the town fall apart with their fighting.

"I feel like if he's gone, then he'll die thinking we abandoned him." Regina said with tears in her eyes. Regina may have prepared herself for the worst, but Emma refused to believe it. Greg and Tamara needed Henry for something, he couldn't be dead. It would be stupid on their part.

"He's not dead, I know that for sure. He can't be." Emma stated, and Regina looked at her like she was crazy.

"Even if he is alive, we can't get him out of here. Once you set foot on Neverland as a kid, you can't leave." Regina said.

"Are you saying we should just give up?" Emma asked in shock. "He is your son too, you know. You wouldn't leave him here."

"I'm not saying I want to, but we can leave without him. The magic keeps them there, blocking them from leaving. It's not possible. We need to get the beans." Regina said.

"God, you'd leave him." Emma blinked a couple times at Regina. "You would leave Henry?"

"We need the beans, Emma." Regina said, refusing to look Emma in the eye.

"I can't be near you right now after what you just said." Emma said. "That, coming from a mother? Henry thought you changed. I thought you changed for a minute. But you're going to leave him?"

"Emma, we don't have a choice. We can't leave with Henry." Regina said.

"Wow. Something must be wrong with you." Emma said, staring Regina dead in the eye, debating where to storm away to.

"I was just trying to prepare you for what will happen." Regina said. "I just thought you should know."

Regina stalked away, angry that Emma wouldn't just accept it. Emma couldn't. She'd given up Henry once already, and that was hard enough. She couldn't just abandon Henry in Neverland. That wasn't fair. Emma was suddenly reminded of why she swore to never be a mother like Regina.

A few hours later, Emma saw Mary-Margaret walking up and around the deck. It was around noon, so she had slept for six hours. It was better, but it still wasn't as much sleep as she could've, but it was better than nothing.

Emma looked around and didn't see David anywhere, so she was safe for- Oh, crap. David was standing at the doorway and Emma hadn't seen him, otherwise she would've intercepted Mary-Margaret before David could've gotten to her. David put out a hand to stop Mary-Margaret from going out on the deck, and Emma's heart sunk. She saw Mary-Margaret glance at her, confused, and back at David. She looked like she was trying to work it through in her head without much success.

Mary-Margaret gave Emma the universal sign for get over here.

As Emma walked across the deck, she wondered if it was too late to jump overboard. She met Mary-Margaret's very confused eyes. She took a deep breath.

"Come with me." Mary-Margaret said, and they both sat down on the bed in her cabin.

"Um…" Emma said. Emma didn't get nervous a lot, but this made her nervous.

"Just like old times, right?" Mary-Margaret tried to relate to Emma, but Emma only stood there. "I miss sharing an apartment."

"So you've said." Emma said, trying to prolong the amount of time until she would have to admit to anything. She knew her legal rights… But did they even work in Neverland? The right to remain silent never seemed to apply with parents anyway.

"We used to talk all the time, remember?" Mary-Margaret reminisced. Emma nodded. "So, your Dad is freaking out about whatever happened with you last night. I don't get it. He's just really protective. It's just a kiss. But why Hook?"

"I don't know." Emma sighed, knowing that she couldn't prevent this any longer. "It was just a little thing. I don't know!"

"Do you think you love him?" Mary-Margaret asked. Emma shrugged. The thought of loving Killian filled Emma with ice-cold fear. She was done with loving people. They always left her behind. How many times could she get slammed onto the ground until she broke into a million pieces?

"I know this whole 'true love' thing is kind of your field of interest, so I'm going to ask you." Emma decided. She didn't know anything about love, but her mother was in true love. Hell, why not? "What do you think?"

"Well, I think what you said back in Granny's is true. You two do understand each other. And maybe that let him into that stupid wall that you block everyone out with." Mary-Margaret said.

Emma looked at her incredulously. She remembered the exhilarating feeling that she had when she woke up this morning. She remembered the spark that she felt when their lips touched, and she hadn't even noticed that she was smiling.

"You're thinking about him, aren't you?" Mary-Margaret noticed the smile. Emma made it disappear before it became too obvious. "Red used to point out the same thing to me. We'd be hiding the woods as Regina's knights walked past, and Red would nudge me when I was smiling. She knew I was thinking about David. And you're thinking about Hook, aren't you?"

"No." Emma lied.

"You are a horrible liar sometimes, Emma." Mary-Margaret said and laughed. "How about I make you a deal?"

"Those words never get me any good when they come from Gold…" Emma said.

"Yeah, but I'm not insane and power-crazy." Mary-Margaret pointed out. "How about I don't tell your father about this and you promise me that you won't do anything stupid?"

"I can live with that." Emma said. She didn't plan on doing anything stupid. Not with Killian. Plus, she really didn't want her father's wrath coming down on her. Emma assumed that this was what it was like to be a teenager with parents.

"Good. I'll just tell David that you didn't say anything, okay?" Mary-Margaret said. Emma nodded, thankful to her mom for being a live-saver again.

They walked out of the cabin, and David was standing there like he was waiting for the very second that we came out. Emma decided to take the exasperated teenager move and push past her father without even looking. She was walking away and she heard the conversation that her parents were having.

"I don't know, David. Our daughter is a rock." Mary-Margaret said, probably against her better judgment. Emma knew that she hated lying, but she smiled in relief. She wondered if the gene for lying well skipped a generation, and that's why she could detect lies so well.

The wind had really picked up since Emma went inside, and at this rate they could make it to Neverland by the end of the day. She could almost see Henry. Even if Regina thought that Henry couldn't go through a portal, Emma wouldn't give in to that stupid notion. Neal was here as a kid, and he got out. So there had to be some way. And Emma thought she knew where to find that way.

"Hook!" Emma exclaimed, making her way up to the helm. "I have a question. About Neverland."

"Go ahead, lass." Killian said, concentrating on steering the ship at the same time.

"Neal was here a long time ago. You know that. Regina told me that once a kid gets to Neverland, they can't leave, even through a portal. But Neal left and got to my world somehow. How does that work?" Emma inquired, trying to ignore the way his chin was slightly tilted up, the lighting on his jawline perfect.

"That is a very complicated answer. And I'm not sure you want to hear it, love." Killian answered.

"He is my kid that we're trying to get home. Of course I want to know! Why wouldn't I?" Emma asked.

"Because you can't do anything to help get him to your land." Killian replied, taking his eyes off the ocean for a minute to look into Emma's.

"There has to be something I can do!" Emma exclaimed, her breath growing shallow. If she couldn't save Henry, what would happen to him?

"I'm sure you're well aware of the mermaids." Killian answered. Mermaids? Emma thought in disbelief. "And the only thing that they hate is a pretty woman. I'm afraid you'd send them into a jealous rage. You'd never get them to help your son."

Emma blushed at the compliment but kept talking.

"What do the mermaids have to do with anything?" Emma inquired.

"Well, the ocean is the only place that the Shadow – most likely who has Henry – can't get to. The only way out of Neverland for a child is to convince a mermaid to help him. The mermaid would swim the child through a portal, and they would be gone from Neverland." Killian explained. Emma sighed. There really wasn't anything she could do. She needed the freaking mermaids to swim Henry through a portal.

"But they'd be more than willing to help you?" Emma guessed from Killian's smirk.

"You guess right, Swan. But they can't see you. That would ruin the whole thing." Killian reiterated, and Emma rolled her eyes.

"Is this some twisted way of you telling me I'm pretty?" Emma asked.

"I'll say it again. You guess correctly, love." Killian replied, that stupid smirk never leaving his face.

A/N: So, what did you think? My favorite part was to write about Mary-Margaret and Emma. It's just so fun to actually make them have mother-daughter moments like that... Anyway, you guys reviewed last time, so KEEP IT UP! (btw since it's memorial day tomorrow, I've decided to give my computer a rest, and that means that you guys will NOT have a new chapter tomorrow! Please don't hate me! It's for the family!) Have a nice memorial day!