A/N: Hey guys, again, astounded by the positive reactions I've had to this little fic. Thank you again to everyone who has favourited and followed! As far as reviews go…the ideas you guys have been suggesting are awesome…if I use your idea, or something similar, I will try and give you a shout out at the top of the chapter it's used in

Speaking of which, massive shout outs to Rapunzel Sunny, Ravengirl07, burninginthedarkness and Kazetsume...you'll work out why ;)

In answer to Sara, Regina will not end up alone, I promise you that!

OUAT is still not mine. Dammit.

Chapter Three- Walls

"Well, now what do we do?"

Neal sighed. He could only think of one other option.

"Time to go see my dad, I guess," he said reluctantly.

Everyone agreed it was their last hope, and so the band of teenagers walked back through the streets to Gold's store. Regina entered first, with the rest of the group following behind. Gold looked up from behind the counter, and gave a sly smile.

"And what can I help you with today, dearies?" he asked.

"As if you can't already see," replied Regina.

Gold laughed.

"I take it you are referring to your collective youthfulness?" he inquired.

Emma glared.

"Cut the crap, Gold," she said, angrily, "We need a cure, can you change us back?"

Gold considered the question for a moment, then answered.

"First I need to know how you got this way."

Henry explained to Gold all that had happened, and the reasons that the Blue Fairy and Regina could not fix it.

Gold paced slightly while listening to Henry, and nodded when he stopped talking.

"It is true, any magic associated with age is incredibly volatile, and potentially dangerous to the untrained hand. However, I am well versed in it, so I could reverse the spell. But I won't."

The whole group began to protest. Gold held up is hand to silence them.

"In this sort of situation, the safest course of action is to let the wish run its course. Once it does, it should automatically reverse the spell placed upon you."

Henry looked gleeful at hearing this. Gold turned to Emma and Regina.

"Now, I'd like to Henry to stay with me and Belle until you both are adults again. Though you seem to be retaining your adult minds at the moment, in my experience when the body changes age, the brain is not very far behind."

David and Snow smiled at this, Hook and Neal appeared thoughtful, and Regina and Emma just looked scared.

"What exactly does that entail?" asked Hook.

Gold smiled at him.

"It means, while you will all remember being adults, your personalities will slip back into those you had as teenagers. Now, I'm a little bored of explaining things to you. Henry, go into the back and find Belle. To the rest of you, good day."

"Bye Mom, bye Emma!" called back Henry, before following Gold's instruction. Regina and Emma looked to object, it was Henry's birthday after all, but Hook gently pulled Emma out of the door, and Neal followed suit with Regina. Once everyone was back outside, a very handsy Snow and Charming announced they were going home, much to Emma's relief. Neal and Regina decided to head to Granny's, leaving Hook and Emma alone. Emma turned to her companion.

"So, what are your plans for the rest of the day then, Hook?"

He gave her a curious look for a second, before replying.

"Well, Swan, seeing as I don't actually have a hook at the moment, feel free to call me Killian, or Jones if that's a little too friendly for you." He smirked and raised his eyebrow. Emma rolled her eyes.

Killian continued. "As for my plans, I was going to take the Jolly out for a short while, now the birthday party is obviously cancelled. Unless you've got a better idea, lass?"

Emma considered this, and decided on a better plan. She moved forward towards him, emboldened by the relaxation of her walls as her mind began to revert to its teenage state.

"As we're on such friendly terms, Killian, call me Emma," she said seductively, "And why don't you join me for a friendly drink at The Rabbit Hole."

Killian was slightly taken aback by her offer and manner, but quickly recovered and agreed. They began to walk side by side to the bar. Their hands brushed occasionally, until Emma grabbed hold of Killian's, and threaded her fingers with his.

Killian smiled.

"You know, I could really get used to this version of you, Emma," he teased. Suddenly, without breaking their clasped hands, Emma grabbed Killian's other hand and pulled him close.

"I could definitely get used to this version of you," she whispered, her mouth tantalisingly close to his ear.

Then in a flash, she was sprinting towards The Rabbit Hole. Killian laughed for a moment, before giving chase.

Emma already had two shots lined up when a sweaty, out of breath Killian appeared at the bar. She handed him one, which he took gratefully. They clinked glasses and downed them.

Both made a face.

"What the bloody hell do you call this?" exclaimed Killian.

"Neat vodka. Figured we could use it after the day we've had," replied Emma.

Killian wasn't impressed.

"Hey, you there," he called to the bartender, "Get us a bottle of the strongest rum you've got back there. "

The bartender sighed, but complied with Killian's order. Emma paid, and several drinks later, was starting to get quite drunk. She decided it was time for a game.

"Let's play truth or dare!" she suggested excitedly. Killian, nowhere near as drunk as Emma, but getting tipsy, agreed.

The game had started tame, but soon ventured into the ridiculous as the drinks continued to flow.

"Truth" said Emma.

"Have you ever kissed a cat?" asked Killian.

"Nope!" replied Emma, "And that was a rubbish truth!"

She giggled, and Killian couldn't remember a time he'd seen her so relaxed. He realised it was his turn.

"Truth" he said confidently.

Emma laughed at the question she was about to give.

"Have you ever snuggled with one of your crew?"

Killian looked sheepish.

"Yes, but it was cold, and we'd had too much rum!" he defended.

Emma laughed harder, almost doubling over. Once she recovered, she asked for a dare.

"Walk up to ten people and invite them to an orgy with us," he whispered.

Emma refused, and downed the five shot forfeit instead. As she finished, Killian decided what he wanted next.

"Dare!" he shouted, earning strange looks from the people surrounding them.

An evil idea formed in Emma's head.

"Run through Storybrooke naked," she challenged.

Killian just raised his eyebrow and smirked.

"Okay Emma, but only if you watch!" he countered.

The deal was agreed, and they staggered out of the bar into the street. After walking a safe distance away from the pub, Killian took his shirt off, and Emma stared at his muscled torso while he started to unto his pants. Something clicked inside her, and suddenly, she realised what she really wanted the dare to be. She stilled his hands with hers, and looked up into his eyes.

"I'm changing the dare," she said. Killian went to reach for his shirt, but Emma held him back.

"Kiss me" she requested quietly.

Killian pulled her closer, and their lips met in a gentle chaste kiss that neither wanted to break. As Emma came up for air, she realised she wanted more. Killian's lips returned to hers, and the kiss became a fight for dominance. Killian pushed Emma to the wall, the same one he had been up against earlier.

Her legs wrapped around his waist as tongues duelled, teeth nipped and nails scratched. Emma felt euphoric, completely lost in the moment. She didn't even notice Snow and David as they walked by, and ended up frozen to the spot by the sight in front of them.

End note: Well, that's probably the longest chapter I've written in a while. The truths and dares used in this chapter were actually suggestions from friends of mine. You may have guessed, they're a bit crazy. Hoping you all liked the C/S make out, please continue your suggestions, I do love to read them, and will be using as many as I can! Until next time...