Emma held her breathe, Neal was standing in front of Killian both pairs of eyes looking menacingly at each other when a tall, dark, beautiful woman wandered into the room. "Neal?" She asked, and Neal turned to face her, suddenly distracted by her presence.

What the hell, She thought, peering around the door to see who had followed him.

"Tamara? What are you doing here! I told you I could handle this!" Neal shot at her. Emma's stomach dropped at the first sight of her, the girl Neal had left her for ... and she recognized her. She had invited her over for dinner before. Emma started to shake when she thought back to when she had first met her, one of Neal's work associates, 2 years ago. Fuck, She thought, her face turning red with anger. She felt herself starting to shake uncontrollably and she wanted to cry but she knew she wouldn't. This wasn't the way to handle this. She had had enough of it. Slamming the door shut behind her, Emma sauntered into view, watching Neal and Tamara jump at the sight of her.

Emma locked the door behind her. "What was that Neal? About the happy couple? Together behind bars?" Emma wandered slowly up to Neal's face. He looked frightened, looking from her eyes to her lips and back at Tamara.

Emma unclenched her fists, eyeing Tamara and giving her a small smile. "Hello Tamara," Emma gave her a lingering look, "You and Neal, huh? Interesting."

Tamara looked at her and back and Neal. Emma gave Neal a loving look. "He's such a good boyfriend, isn't he? Even after all these years, he still comes to find me... Still comes to win me back," Emma smiled at him.

Tamara looked questioningly at Neal and back at Emma. Neal scrunched his forehead, confused as to what Emma was about to do.

"Don't you know that we're the happy couple Neal?" Emma taunted, moving her lips closer to his face. Killian's hands clenched, but Emma gave him a quick look. Please Killian, She thought, hoping he would pick up on what she was doing.

Neal's breath stilled as she got closer to him, pulling him to her chest. "You've always loved me, right?" She whispered, "We can be together Neal, we can be happy." She pressed her lips slowly to his, waiting for his response. He seemed to have forgotten Tamara was even there and kissed her back, slowly at first. She pushed him closer, pulling Neal's arms around her waist and let him pull her close to his chest. Neal's lips ran down her neck and Emma opened her eyes to look at the man behind him. Killian wasn't moving. Emma made a nod at him but he was standing, frozen, watching the two of them with shock and anger across his face. "Killian!" Emma whispered, nodding to Tamara.

The nod seemed to bring him out of his trance. "What.. Oh!" Killian looked around locking eyes with his target. He grabbed Tamara who looked as shocked as he had, pulling her hands behind her back, holding her away from Emma. Tamara screamed and Neal turned his head, remembering that she was here. "Hey!" Neal yelled but Emma kneed Neal, hard, in the crotch, hearing him let out a soft cry before falling to the floor, hands on his balls.

"What's going on, what the hell," Neal writhed on the floor holding his aching balls, staring up at the two of them, putting the pieces together.

"You fucking bitch," Neal scoffed, staring at Emma who was now above him with a gun to his head. A bruise seemed to be healing around his head already and Emma wondered what happened but smiled a little at the thought of him getting in a fight.

Emma snickered, pushing the gun farther into Neal's forehead. "I think it's time you head home," She snapped, pushing a pair of handcuffs around his wrists, and tossing another pair to Killian who raised his eyebrows in amusement.

"You just carry these things around, love?" He asked, snapping them onto Tamara's wrists. Emma laughed, "I am the sheriff, aren't I?" Killian eyed her.

"Yeah one with a concussion, who spent the past few days lying on the couch with a gun between her legs," He laughed.

"I'm always prepared," She winked at him and his mouth opened in amusement.

"I hadn't realized how sexy our sheriff was," He laughed. Neal rolled his eyes and tried to stand up but Emma kneed him in the back. "Oh I'm sorry are we inconveniencing you?" Emma shot at him.

"Well as much as I love hearing you two flirt back and forth, I have a job to do," Neal pushed Emma off of him, turning her fast so the gun fell out of her hand and his handcuffs were around her neck. "Listen to me, bitch, I'm not leaving here without my prize," Neal said through clenched teeth, his arms restraining Emma.

"Fuck you Neal," Emma spat at him. Killian picked up the gun, aiming it at Neal.

"LET HER GO," Killian growled and Emma looked up at him, she saw that look in his eyes, no regret, no remorse, and it scared her.

"Killian…" She said softly, and he looked down at her, his eyes still dark and disturbed. "Killian don't," She pleaded. His eyes returned to normal, his gaze stuck in hers. He took a step towards her, a look of need is his face. Neal looked between them, seeing the trance between their eyes and his eyes narrowed in disgust. "Tamara, help me!" He yelled at her. Tamara gave him a cold look and stood up, "You kissed her. That wasn't part of the plan!" She yelled, her voice starting to crack. Neal's hands slackened, "Tamara please…" Neal begged her.

Emma tried advantage of his distraction. She kicked back her feet, knocking him off his balance and twisted out of his grasp. She heard a loud crunch and fell to the floor. Her mouth was bleeding where Neal had kicked her in the face.

"Not this time, darling," He sneered. Neal pushed his shackles against her neck. "Killian.." She tried to yell, her windpipe being closed off. He was by her side in an instant, tackling Neal to the ground, the gun flying across the room. Tamara leaped up for it but Emma pushed her to the ground, her shackles keeping her from catching herself.

Emma's vision was starting to sway again, blood pouring out of her face. She picked up the gun, standing tall against the two men in front of her

She fired. She heard the bullet exit the gun, her hands reacting to the force of the jolt and she started to fall back, grabbing the side of the bed for support.

Neal fell to his knees, screaming, his leg bleeding from the spot where the bullet entered his skin. "You shot me!" He yelled.

"It's just a flesh wound," Emma said, trying to balance herself. Killian looked worried and moved towards her but she pushed him back. "I got this," She said and he nodded.

Let's go," Emma sneered, "I have someone I want you two to meet."

Neal jumped in surprise and Killian nodded at her, clearly impressed. She gave him a little shrug, blushing a little under his gaze. "Let's go," She said, pushing Neal and Tamara out the door.

2 hours later after a serious struggle, some phone calls, and a medic, Neal and Tamara found themselves in the Sheriff's office, handcuffed to their chairs. "Tamara, cmon babe," Neal whispered.

"Shut it," Tamara shot back. Regina paced back and forth in front of them, her eyes trailing them in disgust as Emma did some research.

"Tamara Green: a bounty hunter up until 2 years ago when she was caught tampering with evidence on Neal Cassidy's case," Emma scoffed continuing to read the police report, "Along with her believed partner, Neal Cassidy, she had reportedly stolen 15,000 dollars from her husband at the time, Greg Green, and has been on the run ever since, collecting cash for wanted criminals, and handing them off to various companies." Emma shook her head, reading it off to Regina who nodded.

"Well?" Regina scoffed, looking down on the two of them.

"We never meant any harm, we were just trying to survive," Tamara pleaded, looking guiltily into Regina's eyes, "Please if you could just have some sympathy."

Emma's vision was still starting to blur, her concussion and kick to the face and left her looking like a mess, but she wasn't about to let Neal see how he'd exhausted her.

Regina smiled and leaned down so she was eye level with Tamara, "I have no remorse, for people who pity themselves," She spat, moving back towards Emma who gave a nod of approval, "You two will not come back to this town, understand me? You will not tell the police about Emma or Killian's past, and you will leave here peacefully where you will be stuck behind bars, which will be a nice change to your usual miserable lives," Regina said, staring down the two people in front of her who were avoiding her gaze at all costs.

"If you do not do as I say, I will ruin your lives, take away everything you love, and leave you with nothing… begging for death," Regina sneered, "Do I make myself clear?" Neal swallowed and nodded in agreement. Shit, Emma thought looking with admiration at the woman in front of her.

"Boston police have been contacted over an hour ago, they're sending someone up to get them right now," Regina warned, turning to Killian and Emma, "And not that I think they would try anything under my attention, but I don't really have the time to train a new sheriff or builder in this town," She said eyeing the two of them, "If you know what I mean."

"Oh, right of course, we'll head out then?" Emma asked, her face turning pink at the memories of her past endeavors, and Killian gave her a little smirk and then turned to Regina who just rolled her eyes and nodded.

"Emma, take care of herself, you... look disgusting," Regina mentioned, turning back to the desk.

Emma started walking to the door when she heard Neal call for her.

"Emma..." Neal started but Emma just stared at him.

"Yes Neal?" She asked, giving him a little smile.

"For what it's worth, I did love you," Neal smiled back. Emma saw a tear run down Tamara's face. Emma gave him a little shrug, turning away for a second to walk out the door and then thinking better of it turned around again, giving him a wicked grin, and watched his face fall. Her fist hit his face with a sickening crack and he buckled over screaming.

"That's for cheating on me for 2 fucking years, asshole," Emma shouted as blood poured out of Neal's nose and he whimpered at her feet. She gave a nod to Tamara who gave her a weak smile in return.

"Tamara... I don't know. Good luck I guess. I won't kill you if you don't come back?" Emma shrugged, trying her best to stay positive.

"Pick yourself up, mate, you look like a mess," Killian remarked, moving past Neal.

"Coward. Letting a girl do your dirty work," Neal spat. Killian looked over at him amused.

"Well, if that's what you're game for," Killian said, pushing his sleeves up and going in to punch Neal again. Neal shut his eyes, "No please! Don't hurt me!" but Killian stopped himself before his fist made contact. "You're lucky I have a code. It's bad form to kick someone when they're down," He said, amused, giving him a little slap on the face and giving him a wicked grin that made Neal shudder.

"EVERYONE OUT!" Regina yelled, obviously having enough of this. Killian nodded to her and followed Emma's lead out the door, "Killian get that damn girl back to bed where she belongs!" He nodded, avoiding her gaze.

"Damn, she's an interesting character isn't she?" Killian laughed, going to help keep Emma steady but she pushed him off.

"Right..." He whispered.

They walked back in silence, Killian avoiding Emma's gaze and keeping his hands in his pockets. "Emma?" He asked.

"Killian I…" Emma started but he cut her off.

"Stop. It doesn't matter what you think of me as that person….I don't care... Just tell me how you feel now… about this person in front of you," Killian's eyes stared into hers and she felt her heart pound against his chest.

"I think… I think I'm…" Emma started, but the sound of sirens cut her off.

"Shit they got here a lot faster then I thought," Emma said, grabbing Killian's hand and pulling him with her as she ran into town. He looked down at their hands together and looked up at Emma. She gave him a look and knew that he felt it too: this connection, this heat that existed between them and no one else.

Her parents sat at her car in front of Granny's, their hands across their chests, staring unamused as Emma strolled up to them.

"Killian... I'm sorry, I need to..." Emma looked guiltily at her parents and then back at him but he nodded in understanding.

"I'll talk to you later, love?" Killian asked, letting go of her hand and moving towards Granny's, "I think we'd better lay low to be sure Neal doesn't throw any information about us." Emma sighed, nodding in agreement.

"Emma Swan, get your ass in the car!" Mar Margaret yelled, losing her patience.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm coming," Emma said, turning to get one last look of Killian who was still staring at her, a little crooked smile playing across his face.

"Until tomorrow," Killian mouthed, giving her a little wink. Emma blushed, her father pushing her into the car, and Emma noticed some bruising on her father's hand. He gave her a knowing look and Emma's mouth fell open.

"He needed some encouragement to leave this town," her dad whispered. Emma shook her head, "Well he's going back in a cop car." David looked at her quizzically but Mary Margaret cut him off.

"Emma what happened to your face! CAn't you just stay out of trouble for ONE DAY," Mary Margaret yelled from the front seat. David turned to Emma giving her a kiss on the forehead, "You can tell us about it..."

"Stop chatting! You are supposed to be punishing her!" Mary Margaret yelled pushing David to start driving.

"Later," He winked at Emma, and she smiled at the thought of her father punching in Neal's face. Guess it runs in the family, she thought to herself, reached up and grabbing Mary Margaret's hand, who softened at her touch. "I love you guys," Emma whispered. Her mother smiled at her. "Yeah, we love you too… but your grounded… forever," She gave Emma a little smug smile and Emma nodded, a little smirk appearing on her lips. "Yeah yeah," She said, rolling her eyes. Her heart relaxing, she looked back. "Killian…" She whispered, hoping he understood how much she felt for him.