"I promise i will return Emma safely, if it is the last thing i do"

Snow gave Hook and slight nod and returned her attention to her wounded husband

" c'mon lass, we should leave before the dark is upon us"

Emma slowly turned and walked side by side with Hook further into the jungle

"So how long will this trip take?"

they had been traveling for what felt like hours and Emma was growing impatient. Hook was staring straight ahead. In fact he hadn't even looked at her once since they had left, she didn't know why that bothered her so much.

" A day, if we hurry"

he cut some plants infront of them to make somewhat of a path

"A DAY? We don't know how much time David has! What if we're too late!"

Emma stopped and Hook turned around, taking a few steps towards Emma and looking her straight in the eyes.

" Emma, we will get there on time, i promise" He truly believed it.

"How can you promise that? you can't know that"

she had just gotten her parents back she wasn't about to lose them again. What if they didn't make it back in time? What would she do then? How was she going to explain it to Henry. What if what Pan said was right "by the end you won't just feel like an orphan, you'll be one" Everyone she ever loved left her, whether it was intensional or not.

Hook noticed her inner turmoil, the fear in her eyes. He wanted to take it away. he wanted to clear her mind of all her pain, to comfort her but he could see she was holding her walls up higher than ever, trying to distance herself from him as much as possible

"you just have to have a little hope, love"

she scoffed, " since when did you start having hope, you're the most pessimistic person i know"

He looked at her and immedietly changed the air around them

"since i found something to hope for"

the moment became all to similar to the other night, Hook was letting his walls down, tempting her to do so aswell but Emma was too afraid, she had been down this road before and all the outcomes ended with her alone and she couldn't risk the chance that it could happen again so she did what she always did when things became too real and Emma yet again walked away.

The long journey continued as the sun was descending behind the horizon, both of them completely silent although that did not mean they didn't glance over at each other when one wasn't paying attention. Sometimes their secret stares would meet in the middle and Hook would softly smile and they would continue on their way.

The damned pirate, he infuriated her so much with his flirty comments and endless innuendos and yet she found herself missing them. She'd much prefer his quirps to the silence, they made her forget, if even for a second, how distraught she was feeling.

At least he wasn't looking at her like he did all those times before, like he knew who she was without her ever having to tell him, like he was truly trying to get her to see the real him, not Captain Hook, but Killian Jones.

He came back that day and offered his ship and his services to help her find Henry, there was no benefit for him. He came back, for her. No one had ever came back for her. What did it all mean, she still wasn't sure.

Not that she would ever admit it, especially not to him, but she was growing to like him, the real him that she had caught glimpses of every now and then, when he let his walls down.

The awkward silence went on for quite sometime until they came to a clearing in the jungle and Hook finally put an end to it

" It's far too dark out now and it wouldn't be wise to continue when we can't see, i suggest we rest here till it's light again"

He gathered some wood and brush and started a small fire

" I can't possibly rest now, not when people i love are in danger"

Hook sighed from her stubborness

" Swan, you're going to need your strength. we are almost there but we still have the trip back, can't have you passing out from exhaustion"

she rolled her eyes, " it's not just that," she sat down on the dirt facing the fire, Hook quickly joined her. There was almost a foot of space between them although it felt to her as though they were shoudler to shoulder. His presence suffocating her. " it's the island. i can't sleep when i can hear-"

"the cry's of the lost boys."

"you can hear them too?"

Hook nodded, his lips tight ," Aye, i can"

They were silent again for a minute before Hook began

"my mother died when i was just a baby. I don't even remember what she looked like. I spent most of my young life sailing the seas with my father. But one day i woke up and he was gone. My father had abandoned me"

He stopped talking and continued staring into the fire, Emma was shocked by his openess, she could tell that it was a really hard thing for him to talk about. The flames flickering a warm glow on his face, his features sharp, his lips formed in a tight line. She rested her hand on top of his, in a hope to comfort him somehow.

"I'm an orphan"

Hook turned to look at her with a questioning look

"The map appeared because I stopped denying who i really am, a orphan"

Hook turned his hand into hers to give her a comforting squeeze. She looked up at him, it was becoming all too real again. They had both opened up to each other and he was looking at her with that look on his face. Like he wanted so badly to make it all better, like he would do anything for her.

It was as if they were suddenly magnets being drawn to each other. His face was now a fraction away from hers. She could feel his warm breath against her face. She closed her eyes their lips almost touching but then she pulled her face away at the last second.

"I'm sorry, i..uh i should go get some rest" she quickly got up removing her hand from his and Immediately missing the warmth, She left him sitting alone by the fire.

OOOOH they ALMOST kissed. Hope you liked this chapter! Reviews are always welcome ;D