A/N: I'm back! I'm sorry if the wait was too long… Just… I write as much as I can and it's unpredictable when I update. I just do it when I feel like doing it. I'm sorry if that sounds selfish to you. Enjoy chapter 6!

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…And so I have to say before I go

That I just want you to know

I've found a reason for me

To change who I used to be

A reason to start over new

And the reason is you

Hoobastank – The Reason

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"Shoe boxes?"

Killian asked as he helped Emma get them from her wardrobe to her bed.

"Old shoe boxes, yes. That's where I keep important papers and in some of them other important stuff… Hey, I was wondering, how did you get my number? And do you still have that phone you've been using?"

"To get your number… well… Let's just say it took me a lot of effort and time. The phone, well, I borrowed it, so-"

Emma interrupted him.

"You sure you didn't mean 'steal' instead of 'borrowed'?"

Killian eye-rolled.

"No, I really borrowed it, love. Otherwise, I would still have the phone right now, but I gave it back."

"Impressive."

Emma said and opened one of the boxes.

"Maybe there's something in here… Hey, you know what? We should play 'two truths and a lie' while we keep searching for some useful stuff…"

"We should play what?"

"Two truths and a lie. You don't know that game? What kind of person are you?"

"I'm just the dashing me. So tell me, what are the rules of the game?"

"One tells the other one three things about themselves, but about one of the three you have to lie and the other one has to guess which one is the lie. Got it?"

"I think so… but since it's your idea, you may start."

"How nice… Alright. Number one: I used to have a boyfriend who was a thief. Number two: I used to be a thief myself. Number three: I've caught a thief stealing in my own house. Which of the three is a lie?"

Killian snorted.

"That's such a cinch. If course the second one is a lie."

Emma laughed.

"And why would you think that?"

"Because it's like you don't trust anyone, and number one and three are actually good reasons. But, am I wrong then, love?"

Emma smiled.

"Yes. I have dated a thief and I was 'thieving along' with him. Number three was wrong. Your turn."

Killian bit on his lip. Emma was acting different, but he just couldn't figure out what exactly was going on.

"You know what, Emma? I don't think this whole game thing is a good idea. You only want to play it because like this it's easier for you to tell your story. I'm sorry, but I'm not playing this game with you."

"Boo, Killian. We've just started the game. Why not finish it?"

"There are enough reasons, but first you've got to stop calling me Killian, love. It's… too personal."

"But how would you like me to call you then, Killian? Isn't Killian your real name?"

"That's just it, it is my real name. That's why it's too personal. Nobody calls me that, and almost nobody even knows that's my name."

"Well, what does everybody call you then?"

"Hook."

"As in Captain Hook?"

"So you've heard of me."

"Um, yeah, duh. He's a character from a movie for kids, which is based on a tale. A fairytale, to be exact. He is a… pirate."

Emma suddenly got it. This whole time she had known he was just like a pirate without even realizing it. He'd even said it before, but being her stupid self, she ignored it. But… Captain Hook? Seriously?

"Why do they call you Captain Hook? Because, you know, I don't see a hook."

"Very clever, lass, but this hand…"

Killian raised his left hand.

"… isn't real, darling. In my world I'm always wearing the hook, but I thought it could be strange for people in your world to see a man with a hook…"

"Your world? What are you talking about?"

"Emma… Please leave it… You barely believe I'm think one and only Captain Hook, so… I don't think it's a good idea to tell you more…"

"Oh, but I don't believe you're Captain Hook at all. A pirate, sure you are, but you just act like you're him, because it'll make you oh-so-cool."

"You think Captain Hook is… cool?"

Killian grinned.

"Oh, shut up, Killian."

"Don't call me that, darling."

"Why not? Like you've never called me Swan again after you promised me you wouldn't."

"That was just teasing."

Emma rolled her eyes. What a douche. Thinking he was Captain Hook, hah. What a joke.

"But let's stop our pointless conversations. We've got to focus right now. Found anything yet, love?"

Killian said while he searched through one of the boxes.

"No… at least, nothing that could help… I'm close to giving up, Kil- whatever. If my parents want me to find them, they sure haven't thought about something that could help me… Should we even go on? I th-"

Killian interrupted Emma.

"Emma, love, what's this?"

Killian lifted up a blanket. It had her name on it. She remembered it. She quickly moved to Killian.

"That's the only thing my parents left me. That's the only thing that could help me. Thank you!"

Killian frowned. Emma's breath smelled like alcohol.

"Emma? Have you been drinking?"

Emma tugged the blanket out of Killian's hand.

"No…"

"Yes you have. I smelled it. Scotch, to be precisely."

"Fine, I have. But just one glass… Let's put the boxes back."

Emma attempted to tilt one up, but Killian pushed her arms down.

"I thought you weren't really much of a drinker. Are you okay, love?"

Emma sighed.

"Yes I am. Now let me move the box."

Emma said and tilted it up again. But then again, Killian pushed her arms back.

"It's because of me, isn't it? And so was that tear stain."

"What are you talking about?"

Emma said, frightened.

"You know what I'm talking about. It all makes sense now to me. You don't want me to leave. At all. You don't want to lose me."

Emma got tears in her eyes.

"You'll break my heart like all the others! You know how much that hurts? To lose someone?"

Emma turned her head to Killian and saw that also he was having tears in his eyes.

"Aye! Yes I do! I've lost the person I cared most about in my life, my Milah. I know how it is. And that's exactly why I can't stay."

"What?"

"Emma… I thought… I thought if I met someone like you, I would forget about Milah… but sadly, it's the other way around. I can't get her out of my mind…"

Emma's tears kept floating out of her eyes.

"But why do you want me to come with you, then?"

"Because then I could get attached to you without it being a problem. I could start all over again with you. I'm willing to change for you…"

Killian swept his tears away.

"You are?"

"Aye. And now we're just in the same situation Milah and I were a long time ago. We just found each other, yet we are so scared to lose each other. We knew… We knew we would be torn apart someday, but that didn't make us stop seeing each other. We had hope… And now, hope is something I'll never have again."

Tears streamed down his face again. Emma didn't doubt a second and went closer to him and wrapped her arms around him, to comfort him. He hugged back, and she cried with him. His story sounded in some kind of way similar to her. It was just Neal instead of Milah for her. Neal Cassidy.

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After a long time of comforting each other, they finally put the boxes back where they belonged. Now they were sitting on Emma's bed, silently.

"Emma… I'm sorry… I shouldn't have…"

Emma shook her head.

"No, no, it's fine… I shouldn't have asked you anything…"

"No, I owed you an explanation, Emma. It's not your fault. I shouldn't have kept it for myself that long."

"I don't blame you for doing that, K- Shit. I'm not…"

"You know what? You can call me Killian. You do know even more personal stuff about me now. I don't even think you can say the words Captain Hook to me, out loud."

Emma grinned.

"You think so?"

Killian raised his shoulders.

"Aye. Or are you going to prove me wrong, love?"

Emma rolled her eyes, but then she suddenly panicked. The time… What was the time? She wildly looked around. Oh yeah, she'd laid her phone on her nightstand.

"What's wrong?"

Emma grabbed her phone.

"Nothing… I just want to know the- Holy shit, it's already 12.50! I have to go!"

"Go where?"

Killian frowned.

"Work."

Emma said and stood up. She saw the look on Killian's face and knew what he was thinking.

"Yes, you can stay here. Just… don't make a mess… But I trust you."

Killian raised his eyebrows.

"You do?"

"Yes, so don't make me regret it. I'll be back around 7. If anything's wrong, you can call me."

"I don't have a cellphone anymore, remember, Swan?"

"I'll write the address down and put the note on the dining table. If anything happens, you can find me there. See ya!"

Emma rushed out of her room so fast that Killian couldn't even argue with her. Slowly he got up and walked to the living room. He didn't hear any sounds, so he was quite certain Emma was already gone. So… what should he do now?

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"You're late, Emma. Got that mysterious man anything to do with it?"

Megan asked as Emma walked into the room where she and her colleagues always drank coffee before they really got to work. Luckily Megan was the only colleague in the room now, otherwise she would have killed her. She didn't want the other colleagues to find out about Killian too. It was bad enough Megan knew, and she had promised she wouldn't let her other colleagues know… Though, she wasn't sure if she would keep her promise. It was Megan, after all.

"Drop it, Megan."

Emma walked to the coffee machine, but of course Megan followed her.

"So, he does got to do with it. Did he try to make you stay with him instead of going to work? Tell me all about it!"

Emma groaned. She was so annoying.

"Not anything quite like that. We were just… busy… and then I found out it was time for me to go."

Emma put a cup underneath the machine and pressed on the right button.

"Busy, you say? Busy with… making love…?"

Emma quickly answered.

"Oh my god, Megan, no! You are ridiculous!"

Megan laughed.

"Then tell me what 'busy' stands for, in your case."

The coffee was ready, so Emma grabbed the cup and walked to the table and took a seat on one of the chairs. Megan certainly followed her again and took place on the chair next to her.

"We were looking through some of my old shoe boxes."

"Because…"

"Because he wants to help me with finding my parents."

"Wait. You have parents? I mean, obviously you have parents, but you've never talked about them before!"

Emma rolled her eyes.

"Duh, there's nothing to tell. I've never met them before."

"Oh. But that's sweet of him. Why would he do that? He must really love you."

"Yeah, guess so. He also said he was willing to change for me."

Megan's eyes widened.

"He said that? Emma, why don't you marry him right now? He sounds perfect!"

Emma shook her head.

"He's leaving tomorrow, remember?"

"Oh yeah… You really think you can't convince him to stay?"

"No. Definitely not."

"But you can keep in touch with him when he's gone, right? I don't see the problem here."

"He doesn't have a cellphone."

"What? No way! What about writing letters?"

"Not possible?"

Megan frowned.

"What do you mean with 'not possible'? Of course it's possible! It-"

Emma interrupted.

"No, it's not. He's leaving with his ship. His ship is his home and he claims to be a pirate from another world… I've never ever been so confused before."

"What? You got to be kidding me! A pirate, you say?"

"Yes. And you're never gonna believe what he says he is called by other people from his world."

"Well?"

"Captain Hook."

"At your service."

Megan and Emma turned their heads towards the door. There he stood, with a grin on his face.

"Killian! What the hell are you doing here?"

"I'm sorry to interrupt your interesting conversation, my loves, but Swan, can I have a word with you?"

"Is it important?"

"It rather is, yes. It won't take long. Promise."

Emma walked with Killian out of the room and ignored the wink Megan gave her.

"So, what is it?"

"I was making me some lunch, but then suddenly something went off, and I think I've never heard anything quite like that before. It was very annoying! I got no bloody idea how to make it stop, so I found it quite reasonable to look for you and ask for instructions."

Emma sighed. This sounded like nonsense to her. He had probably just made it up so he could see her again. It was time to use her superpower again. She looked right into Killian's eyes. He was telling the truth. Well.

"Fair enough. That sound you heard was a fire alarm. You didn't really set something on fire, right?"

Killian laughed.

"I wouldn't dream of doing that, love."

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A/N: That was it! I hope you liked it! And don't tell me I'm the only one who's excited for tomorrow's episode I'm so happy OUAT's back!

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