She rushed over to the door. Grabbing it with each hand and shaking violently. She had to get out, she had to get to him. She couldn't let Regina take Henry. Anger grew inside her flying out as she cursed at the jail cell for being so sturdy.

Hook tried to grab her hand. "Love, if you will just move I have the…"

But she turned on him smashing her fists into his chest and then punching his jaw. He drew back. His face had turned to the side when she hit him and his lip was now bleeding. She had stopped moving watching him, trying to find a way to apologize, but then she remembered Henry. He reached in his pocket and pulled out the key. She was in too much of a hurry to care that he had been holding the key all along or to worry about his bleeding lip. She grabbed it from him and rushed to the door. She was trying so hard to open the lock that she was failing miserable. Her hands were shaking so that she eventually moved aside and let him unlock it.

The minute that it was open she flew out of the door running. Unaware of anything around her. She didn't even notice Red calling her name from the sidewalk by Granny's. She was running to the well. The well at the end of the woods where she and Mary Margret had come through the portal. To her that seemed like the most logical of places to go. She ran for what felt like ages, even though she knew it wasn't. When she reached the edge of the woods she heard him.

"Emma. Where are you going?"

She refused to answer him. It was his fault she had been locked up in jail when her son was abducted. She didn't stop or even pause. She just kept going. She kept running.

Then all of a sudden, her foot caught in a root and she was jolted forward, twisting as she fell. She felt it seconds after she hit the ground. Her left knee was lying in a weird position. Turned out further than it should. And it hurt just as one would expect it too. Then her thoughts flew to Henry. The pain left for a moment as she tried to stand, but returned when she tried to run on her leg. She slipped to the ground again. Desperate to see Henry. She was about to try standing again, when he caught up to her.

He reached down to help her. She tried to slap his hand away, but it had a firm grip on her arm. One she couldn't shake.

"Emma you need to stay still." He said as she sat back. Obeying his order, but her mind was elsewhere. He began examining her knee."You probably need a doctor."

But she wasn't listening, rather staring off into space. Thinking of Henry. She was no longer mad, or angry, or confused. She was just dull. She was just broken. And once again she was separated from someone she loved.

Just then she felt a rain drop fall on her cheek. There was a momentary silence, and then the rain began. Once the sound of rain had been soothing to her. Now it just added to her misery.

Squatting beside her in the dirt, soon to be mud he looked down at her through the rain. There was an understanding sorrow present in his face. He too had lost someone. At that moment Emma came very close to understanding his quest for revenge.

He reached down and picked her up. Normally, she would never have allowed this, but her knee hurt more than she would likely admit. She threw her arm around his neck as he began walking back towards town. Just when they had reached the edge of the forest the rain began to pour. And there in the rain in the midst of Henry gone and her leg injured, Emma Swan pushed her face against Captain Hooks chest and rested there.

Sneak PEEK for Chapter 4:

He rummaged through her bathroom, until he found a clean towel. He walked back to the couch where she sat with her leg propped and handed her the towel. But she didn't take it. She was not mentally present. Too many things running through her head. Henry hurt. Henry crying. Henry calling her name. Henry dead. So he slowly and carefully dried her face and then rung out her hair. She gave no protest. So he continued. Reaching down he pulled the boot off of her right foot and flung it aside.