I am so flipping determined to finish this story. I can't decide whether it's because I wanna finish this before March 9, or if I just wanna get to the delicious ending :D

Once Upon a Time © ABC

Emma's P.O.V.

I hummed a happy tune as I walked back to my apartment. With his apologies, Collin had to leave for work. He told me he'd see me around 7 down at the bar. I thought about the red dress I planned to wear, the pair of silver heels waiting for me, and my blonde hair in pretty curls.

When I walked up, I slid the card key in the lock and was let in. I closed the door behind me and froze when I turned around.

Hook was sprawled out on the couch, covered in his trademark leather coat, his silver hook reflecting the small bit of light that came in. Of course he would bring that stupid coat with him. I sighed and walked over to him. His eyes were closed. I reached out to shake him lightly.

"I know you're there Swan," he said with his eyes still closed.

"Are you ok there?" I asked, trying to make a serious conversation between us less awkward.

"I'm fine Swan. How was your date?" Hook asked. I raised an eyebrow, even though he couldn't see me.

"My date?"

"You had lunch with Collin," Hook said. "How was it?" Oh.

"It was fine. We're meeting up in a couple hours for drinks," I said, sitting on the floor in front of him. It felt weird to see him so quiet, so down. It almost disappointed me. It was as if I could feel what he felt. And I did not like it.

"That sounds lovely, Swan," Hook said, the thrilling element of his voice gone. There were no pet names, no innuendos, nothing. This wasn't Hook.

"What's wrong Hook?" I asked gently.

"I'm fine Swan. Just tired," he said, turning his head away from me.

"Hook."

"You should enjoy the view from the balcony Swan."

"Hook!"

"I hear it's nice this time of year," he continued on. I was getting frustrated.

"HOOK!"

"Or maybe you could pick out your outfit for tonight-"

"Killian!" I yelled. He finally stopped talking and sat up on his elbows, now looking at me with cold blue eyes. No, this wasn't Hook. This wasn't Killian at all. "What is going on?" I asked. He sighed and sat crisscross on the couch.

"It's me," he said quietly, almost so quiet I didn't hear him.

"What?" I asked.

"It's me," he said louder this time.

"What are you talking about?" I asked, now extremely curious as to the situation.

"It's me Swan! I have the other half of your charm," he said, looking at the floor. My mouth hung open. I didn't know what to say, until it finally dawned on me.

"No you don't," I said. He looked up from the floor and at me with a glare that almost made me step back. Almost. He leapt off the couch and stormed over to the nightstand by the bed, his leather coat flying behind him. He opened the drawer and froze.

"It's gone," he said, digging through the few papers in the drawer. "It's gone. How could it be gone?" I walked over slowly.

"I know what this is," I said as he turned around to face me. "You're jealous," I began. "You're jealous of Collin." Both his eyebrows shot up.

"Excuse me?" Hook asked, taking a step towards me. He was furious now.

"You're jealous of the fact that I actually might like someone except you. You think that by pulling this stunt I'm actually going to believe you?! How could you do this to me?" I yelled, crossing my arms firmly across my chest, trying to stay strong.

"Emma, you have to believe me!"

"No! I trusted you Killian!" I yelled, the name burning my tongue. It was strange, the more frustrated he got, the more frustrated I felt. "I trusted you Hook. I asked for your help on this journey and you've done nothing but bring more chaos into my life," I said. He sighed and ran his hand through his dark black hair. I suddenly felt calmer.

"Swan, Collin is trouble. I don't want to see you hurt," he said, running his hand down the side of my face.

"I'm going on that date," I said firmly. Hook sighed.

"Enjoy your night, Emma," he said and brushed past me. The coldness in his voice was so unpleasant it hurt my ears. He grabbed his gloves and left his hook on the table. He stormed out in his leather coat. I sighed and ran my hands through my hair. Focus. Date tonight. I grabbed my bag, threw it in the bathroom, and closed the door behind me. I looked in the mirror and tried to ignore the stinging of the tears in my eyes. When I couldn't keep together anymore, I fell onto the bathroom floor and cried. I let the tears fall, feeling alone and uncared for once again. I regretted letting Hook slip from my grasp, as I would've given anything to have him back in that moment. I closed my eyes and let myself finish crying, welcoming the cold of the bathroom floor.

A few hours later, I stood in front of the mirror, poofing up the last few curls. I smacked my lips, making sure my lipstick was evenly toned and my makeup looked good. I smoothed out the folds in my red cocktail dress, giving a smile to my reflection. I liked the way I looked, but there was something deep inside that was eating me alive. I knew it was the fight with Hook. I decided I would apologize after our date, as I was sure he'd be back by tonight since he has nowhere else to go. I felt the feeling lift a little, and I nodded to the mirror before I walked out of the room.

I found Collin sitting at the bar, chatting up the bar tender. She would smile and seemed to be flirting with him, and I wasn't exactly ok with that. I marched over and sat down next to Collin on a stool. He turned to me and smiled.

"Hey Emma. Wow, you look...beautiful," he said. I smiled in return.

"Thank you," I said. He had on a red collared shirt that included rolled up sleeves and a black tie. His pants were black as were his shoes. "You clean up well too," I said, ordering my drink. The bar tender passed me a margarita and I thanked her before turning to him.

"You never answered my question earlier, Miss Swan," he began. "Do you believe in fate?" I shrugged my shoulders.

"To be honest, I'm not really sure what I believe in right now," I said. He smirked.

"That charm around your neck seems, forgive me for saying this, magical," he said, eyeing the charm with a serious face. "What is the meaning behind it?" I decided to try my luck.

"It was given to me when I was young. I was told that it held some form of power, and that there was someone out there waiting for me with the other half. They were to be my...soul mate," I explained, feeling my walls crumble for the first time in forever. "But I don't exactly believe that."

"What if I proved it to you?" Collin asked curiously. I raised an eyebrow.

"I'd like to see you try," I said with a light chuckle. He reached into his pocket with a wide grin. He hung the object from his fingers with a wide grin.

From a silver chain hung the back half of a white swan charm.

I gasped and smiled widely. I took the necklace off my neck and held it next to his. They glowed dimly. I put the two charms together.

Perfect match.

"Do you believe now?" Collin asked. I laughed happily and nodded.

"I never thought I'd see the other half of this charm," I said, still bearing a larger than life smile. He grinned back.

"What do you say Emma? Would you like to be soul mates?" Collin asked no louder than a whisper. I nodded happily. He slipped the charm around his neck and I did the same. He picked up his beer with a smile. "Cheers to us," he said, raising his beer towards me. I picked up my margarita and clinked my glass to his.

"Cheers," I said. I chugged down the drink as he did the same.

"You know, there's this really pretty stargazing place not too far from here. We could grab a cab and go? Get to know each other better?" Collin asked. I nodded with a smile.

"That sounds lovely," I said, standing and grabbing my purse. Collin left cash on the counter for the drinks and lightly placed his hand on my back to escort me out to the street. I almost stopped to tell Hook I was leaving, but after what he did I decided to leave him there.

Once outside, we hailed a taxi and climbed in. Collin gave the driver a location and we were off down the road. He swung my legs over his lap and kissed me- hard. I kissed back even harder. Tongues entwined, spit exchanged, my legs over his... We more than likely drove the cab driver crazy, if that was even possible. He lightly bit my lips and trailed kisses down my neck and around my collarbone. My breathing picked up quickly, and I fought to keep quiet.

The cab stopped at the top of a hill. The driver cleared his throat loudly and we broke apart. Collin paid for the cab ride and we climbed out. He took my hand in his and we walked up to the hill. It absolutely took my breath away.

There were millions of stars blanketing the deep blue sky. It was as if pixie dust had covered the sky. Yikes, pixie dust Emma? We're not in Neverland. My chest suffered a weird pang of pain suddenly. My mind was on the Captain quicker than ever. Why the guilt? I'm with my soul mate.

"Emma? C'mon," Collin said, tugging on my hand. I smiled as he led me to the cliff. And wrapped his arms around my waist and pressed his chest against my back. I leaned into his arms and chest and smiled. He leaned down and kissed me sweetly, tangling both his hands in my hair. It feels strange, having two hands tangled in my hair instead of one... Almost uncomfortable...

Nevertheless, I wrapped my arms around his neck in response and let myself melt into the kiss. We broke off and sat down on the hill next to one another.

"Isn't it amazing how in a world of millions of people, we found each other?" Collin said as he kissed the top of my head. I chuckled.

"Yeah. I'm so glad I took that journey," I said with a smile.

"Me too. Is that the true reason you came to Boston?" Collin asked me. I nodded against his chest.

"Yeah. I took Killian with me because that's what my...friend suggested," I said. "Oh I can't wait for you to meet Henry," I remembered suddenly. "He's my son; I know he'll like you," I finished with a wide grin.

"Is he anything like you, sweetheart?" Collin asked. I tensed up.

"W-what?"

"Is it something I said?"

"Just don't call me that," I said with a smile. "It brings back...bad memories," I decided. Though all it brought back were memories of Hook-no, not Hook, Killian. Collin smiled warmly at me before standing up. I looked up and stood up with him in confusion. "Collin?"

"If only this charm was mine," Collin said as he held the other half in front of me.

"What?"

"I don't think you'll be seeing your pirate anymore, Emma Swan."

I'm sensing a familiar Disney movie plot here. Hmmmm.

I'm typing these with such motivation it ain't even funny.