A/N: So people seemed to be enjoying this story so I decided to go ahead and continue with it. Thanks to those who reviewed, it's cool hearing that people liked the first chapter. Keep the reviews coming, let me know your thoughts and how you like it and such.


"Gold!" Emma shouted. In her haste to figure out what the hell was going, rather than exit out her own door, she threw her body over the center console of Gold's car and exited from the driver's side door. Once out of the car she understood Gold's swift departure from the car as she saw Gold and Hook wrestling on the ground a few feet away.

"Hook?!" Emma couldn't believe her eyes. "What the hell!"

"I'll be with you in a moment, love. Just got to take care of some business real quick, then you and I can take care of some business together" Hook said flashing a wink her way. Before she could even begin to wonder how he could possibly be making a sexual innuendo while attempting to murder someone Hook began to raise his hooked hand ready to strike Mr. Gold. Realizing what was about to happen she sprung into action and tackled Hook just as his hook had made contact with the side of Gold's head knocking Gold unconscious.

"I know you're eager darling but I've got to tie him up first that way he can't get away while I work out how to kill him." Hook said looking over at Emma as she stood up.

"Oh will you just shut up. What the hell do you think you're doing and how the hell did you get back here?" Emma asked clearly frustrated with him.

"Someone brought me back here." He replied simply, offering no elaboration.

"Brought you here, who could've brought you here…?" she trailed off as she made her way over to Gold to check on him. She knelt down next to him and checked his pulse just to make sure even though she knew he couldn't possibly be dead. She was about to reach up and brush some of Gold's hair out of his face when it hit her. "Tamara. It was Tamara, she brought you here didn't she and she's probably the one who told you where to find Gold in New York. Didn't she!?" She yelled as she began to piece it all together.

"Well you are quick, Emma. Yes, Tamara told me where to find my crocodile and she's promised me a way to finally kill him and I will kill him." Hook said.

"Not on my watch you won't." She said standing back up and pulling her gun on Hook. "What do you mean she's promised you a way to kill him, he's immortal, you know that."

"Well yes that's true but she says she has a way to kill magical creatures. I've already seen that she can take away a person's magic and I don't doubt she can do it to the Dark One."

"She can take away a person's magic? How?" Emma asked starting to get a bit concerned. She knew Tamara was up to something but she didn't expect it to be this serious.

"Science apparently, I don't know how it works exactly but it does work. I've seen it."

"Regina?" Emma asked.

"That's right, the Evil Queen, nothing more than a common person now." Hook said with glee.

As Emma let that piece of information sink in a muffled groan came from where Gold was lying. Immediately she began to walk back over to him and so did Hook.

"You stay right where you are or I swear to God I'll shoot you." Emma shouted. He stopped dead in his tracks. She continued to make her way back to Gold kneeling next to him and putting a hand tentatively on his shoulder. "Gold, are you all right?" She asked.

"Just peachy, dearie" he began sarcastically "or at least I will be when I get my hands on that damned pirate!" He shouted in Hook's direction as he began to stand up.

"Sit down!" She told Gold. "I'll take care of him!" She didn't mean to yell at him but she had had just about enough of the bullshit between the two of them. She was going to put an end to the back and forth revenge nonsense if it was the last damn thing she did.

"Don't make any promises you can't keep, love." Hook said suggestively.

Gold looked ready to open his mouth and berate Hook for talking to Emma that way but Emma beat him to it. "I'm gonna tell you this one time Hook, you keep talking to me like that and I'll make sure it's the last thing you say. Are we clear?" Though everyone present knew that it wasn't as if Emma was going to kill Hook or anything that drastic, her tone made it quite clear that whatever she would do was not going to be pleasant. Hook paled and just stared back at her, speechless for the first time ever. Emma shot a quick glance at Gold and she could've sworn he looked proud.

" Now neither of you are to move a goddamn muscle, I've got a phone call to make." Emma said as she got out her cell phone and dialed David's number. "David! No, just listen Hook is here…I said just listen I don't have time to explain just get some of the dwarfs and get here now, were down the road a bit from the Cannery, that's where Regina is. Ok, hurry up."

The whole time Emma was on the phone Gold and Hook kept taking turns glaring daggers at one another both wishing metaphorical daggers could do the trick. When Gold wasn't glaring at Hook, his eyes wandered to Emma. His mind kept going back to the conversation they'd been having in the car before Hook showed up. Technically she hadn't answered his question about if she had feelings for him, not really, but she might as well have.

Truthfully he was a bit relieved that they had been interrupted, though he wished it had happened a bit differently, he wasn't sure how to respond to her question. "So what if I do?" she had said…so what if she did…he didn't have an answer. He'd be lying if he said he hadn't ever thought about Emma in a romantic way but he had always quickly pushed those thoughts away especially after how she'd reacted to his method of getting her elected Sheriff. Though, she had come back to him again for help and said she didn't care about his methods as long as he got results. He had thought they'd shared a few glances here and there but always thought he'd been imagining it; there was no way she could feel anything for him. And then Belle had come into the picture.

When he had found out she was alive he had been elated. They'd had a bit of a rough patch at the beginning but things had been going pretty smoothly until Hook had shot her. But now looking back on it and thinking about what Emma had said he realized Emma was right. He'd thought that himself a few times before but he ignored it. He had told himself it didn't matter if Belle loved all of him as long as she loved him at all, but now he wasn't so sure that was enough.

If he was really honest with himself he didn't like the man he was turning into being around Lacey. The conversation with Bae earlier that day coming back into mind; his son was right, he'd completely forgotten about his son to pursue a woman who didn't even love him and probably never would, at least not all of him. He had spent every waking moment since losing Bae strategically planning and scheming all through the Enchanted Forest to find his son again and now he was completely ignoring him.

At the thought of Bae he just began to feel even more guilty and conflicted about this business with Emma. She was Bae's ex, not to mention the mother of his grandson…it just made everything so complicated but he couldn't help if he reciprocated feelings for the tenacious blonde. After all, she had been the one to admit it first. Who in their right mind would continue to deny feelings for such a beautiful woman while she sat there admitting to feeling something for him? Nobody. He just hoped his son truly didn't still carry a torch for Emma just as Emma didn't for him.

Just as he was about to keep dissecting his feelings in his mind he realized Emma had hung up the phone and was saying something to him.

"I'm sorry, what was that, dearie?" He asked coming back to the present.

"I said 'what the hell are you still doing lying on the ground?'" She repeated for him curtly.

"You told me not to move a goddamned muscle, remember?" He said, clearly affronted.

"Right, sorry, you can stand up now…if you're up to it that is." She added.

"I'm fine." He said standing up, favoring his left leg since he didn't have his cane. He slowly made his way over to his car to grab it.

"Here, I've got it here." Emma said holding his cane out to him. He grabbed it from her, nodding in thanks. "Why don't you come sit here on the hood and let me look at that cut on your head?"

He was about to protest and tell her he could just heal it but something inside him made him keep his mouth shut and he silently made his way to the hood of his car where he perched himself on the edge of it.

"Give me a sec, I've got some first-aid stuff in my bag." She moved around to the open car door and leaned inside reaching for her bag. As Gold sat on the hood, he couldn't help but admire the view as her rear end was conveniently sticking out of the car as she tried to reach her bag over on the passenger side of the car. After only a few seconds he stopped looking lest she come back out of the car and catch him at it, and he looked away. When he noticed that Hook was doing the same and didn't seem to mind at all if he got caught, Gold shot another glare his way. Hook was too preoccupied to notice though.

"All right, got it." Emma said coming back out of the car. She closed the door behind her and made her over to Gold coming to a stop directly in front of him, right between his legs. "Here, let me take a look real quick." She said reaching up to brush his hair out of the way of his wound. "It doesn't look so bad, just could use some cleaning I think. How does it feel?" She asked him as she reached for the hydrogen peroxide and some gauze from inside her bag.

Mr. Gold's breath caught slightly in his throat at the tenderness with which Emma was touching him but managed to compose himself enough to respond with a mumbled "It's not too bad, stings a bit but I've had worse."

She just nodded and brought the bottle of hydrogen peroxide up to his temple where he'd been hit and poured a bit over the wound. Mr. Gold flinched as she did so.

"I'm sorry did that sting, it does that sometimes, usually not very much though…I probably should've warned you." Emma said sounding genuinely concerned.

"No, it just startled me is all, couldn't help but flinch. Believe it or not I have used the stuff myself before." He said with a slight chuckle.

"Right, of course." She said as she dabbed gently at his temple with the small square of gauze she had. Gold sat as still as he could while she worked, all too aware of her left hand holding his jaw to steady his head as her right hand dabbed at his wound and all too aware of how good it felt. He really shouldn't be thinking that at all. At least he thought he shouldn't be, but why not exactly? They were just feelings, it's not as if he was acting on them or anything, but maybe he wanted to. No, that was a thought best left to another day. It was not the best time to be thinking about things like that. Again Emma's voice tore him away from his internal monologue.

"Let me just put a band-aid on it, you know, just to be safe…I guess." She said as she grabbed the band-aid and turned his head a bit to get better access to his cut. Once the band-aid was applied she didn't immediately take her hands away. She kept her right one up by the cut and dropped her left to her side. Then she slowly brought her right hand down to his chin, grasped it firmly and gently turned his head from left to right to examine her handiwork and check for any more damage to his visage.

"Looks good." She said, hand still resting near his jaw, eyes still on the cut. Then slowly she brought her eyes down to meet his. When their eyes met everything they'd talked about in the car, the things she'd said came rushing back to the front of her mind and she quickly took her hand from his face and averted her eyes. Then she began to step away from and went to toss her things back in the car.

Gold so badly wanted to reach out and grab her, keep her next to him, but he didn't. He knew that it wasn't the right place or time to do that. There were other things going on at the moment, though he realized he wasn't exactly sure what. He'd been knocked out and had no idea why Emma had so urgently called David. He decided he'd find out.

"What exactly is going on, I seem to have missed a bit of the action on account of being unconscious and all?" He asked.

Emma didn't look at him as she answered, she just paced back and forth a few feet away, and kept her eyes fixed on the ground. "Well, for starters I was right, Tamara is behind all of this. She told Hook" she shot a glare his way as she said his name "where to find you in New York. She's also how he got back here; she brought him with her. Also, she kidnapped Regina and stole the magic beans, oh and she apparently has a way of killing magical creatures and has somehow found away to take away a person's magic. She did it to Regina and according to him," she tilted her head towards Hood "it works, Regina is completely powerless." She rambled this all of rather quickly, still not even slightly looking in Gold's direction.

"Is that all?" Gold asked sarcastically.

"That we know of." Emma answered seriously. "Who knows what else she's up to or why she's even doing any of this."

"Is she working alone?" He asked.

"Yeah…wait, actually I don't know. Is she?" Emma directed her question at Hook.

"No, she's not. That guy that hit me with his car entering Storybrooke, they're working together." He replied.

"What?" Emma and Gold both asked simultaneously. Both then looked at each other. And once more, Emma quickly averted her eyes and focused her attention back on Hook.

"Yeah, he's apparently looking for his father or something and he said he's on a mission of some kind. They didn't really go into all the details with me about it. You know, I'm not sure they really trust me." He said sarcastically.

"Yeah, what a shocker." Emma retorted. "His father, why does he think his father would be here?"

"How should I know, I just told you they didn't sit me down and tell me all of their plans inside and out." Hook bit back.

"Right. Well that's interesting, there's definitely something I'm missing here." Emma pondered aloud.

"Well you're not alone, dearie. I was still under the impression he was a harmless outsider." Gold said, trying to engage her, get her to look at him again and talk to him. Unfortunately she was quite stubborn and all she did was nod her head. Now she'd started biting her nail as well as she paced back and forth.

Gold stood for a moment watching Emma pace wondering what all was going on inside her head. He figured that if his mind had been reeling from everything that had transpired thus far than hers must've been as well. If only he knew what she was thinking. Just as he'd been about to try to engage her in conversation again, maybe speculate a bit more on what Tamara's endgame was, David's car came into view. Their backup had arrived.