Chapter 9

"What the bloody hell happened back there? You could have gotten us killed!" Hanna yelled at Emma and Killian. They had run as fast as they could out of the wasteland and was back in a forest. The moon weren't visible between the trees, so it was almost pitch dark.

"Why do you keep avoiding me, Swan?" Killian yelled at Emma who massaged her temples, but her eyes shot up at him.

"Oh, I don't know! Maybe because you lied to me and almost got us killed in the process!" Emma yelled back.

"I said I was sorry for that, but it was either keeping the secret or getting you involved in my bloody family!" He yelled back and pointed to Hanna who held her hands up in defeat and sat down on a rock.

"I would rather get involved in your freaking family than have you lying to me for the rest of my life!" Emma yelled back. She felt the rage boiling inside of her, ready to explode.

"Can't you just trust that I did this for your sake? Bealfire was bloody right; you are too stubborn to believe!" Killian exploded and just like that, Emma's rage was splashed with cold water. Tears ran from her eyes and she turned around, walking into the woods. "No, Swan…" Killian started, but she didn't want to listen. He ran his hand through his hair.

"You really screw up your girlfriends, you know?" Hanna said with a smirk and followed Emma.

Emma walked, pissed and hurt, deeper into the forest. She could hear Hanna running after her, calling her name, but she didn't care right now.

"Emma, please, just stop for a minute!" Hanna called after her and grabbed her hand. Emma slowly turned around, showing her face full of tears. Hanna pulled her into her arms and hugged her. "I know it sucks to be lied to, believe me; I know. Once I met a very nice young man who turned out to be a troll." Emma laughed through her tears into Hanna's shoulder.

"Really?" Emma laughed and pulled slightly away to look at her face.

"Oh yeah, but he's harmless though. Still a very nice guy." Hanna smiled. Emma stepped out of her arms and Hanna dried the tears away with her thumb. "Tell me about this Bealfire?" She asked and Emma sighed.

"He is…was…the father of my son, Henry. Bealfire died, but it's a long time though. I always knew him as Neal and his parents are Rumpelstiltskin and Killian's first love, Milah. Funny thing, my little brother who is soon a year old, is named after him." Emma said and ran a hand through her hair.

"He was your first love, wasn't he?" Hanna asked and Emma nodded. "That's why you became upset when Killian said you were too stubborn to believe." Emma nodded again and a ghost of a smile came across her lips.

"Why don't you want to believe him? Killian, I mean." Hanna asked and leaned against a tree.

"Oh, I believe him. I just really don't handle lying, not anymore." Emma said and pinched the bridge of her nose with two fingers.

"I seriously need to hear the whole story of your family." Hanna laughed and made Emma smile.

"I have a 13 year old son at home who would be more than happy to tell you everything and with everything, I mean everything. If there is someone who doesn't have problem with believing, it's Henry." Emma said and smiled by the thought of Henry.

"I can't wait to meet him than." Hanna smiled and hooked her arm in Emma's. "Now, let's go and listen to my brother trying to make it up to you." She dragged Emma back to the spot where they left Killian.

"Killian, mate! Apologies to your girl, so we can get over this!" Hanna called, but no answer. Emma's savior mode kicked in and she immediately made her magic ready.

"He isn't here." Emma said and took a step forward. Hanna sighed. "What?" Emma asked.

"Dahlia." Hanna answered with awareness in her voice. "She took him. I can feel her magic. We better get going." Emma nodded and they started running through the forest. The moon had almost disappeared behind the mountains behind them and the sun could be seen rising in front of them.

"Where does your aunt live and why so long into a forest?" Emma asked, breathing heavily.

"Dahlia is not a people's person. The forest is her sanctuary I suppose." Hanna smiled where she ran beside her.

"And how long is it from the wasteland?" Emma asked even though they had left the wasteland hours ago.

"About four hours and we are about two hours away from it, so it's half to go." Hanna said and stopped in front of a river. She bent down and stuck her hand in the water, drinking what stayed in her hand, so did Emma. To their great pleasure, the water was ice cold and did wonders to their almost dried out throats.

"What do you think she will do to him?" Emma asked. Hanna stopped drinking and stared at the water.

"I have no idea." She admitted and glanced at Emma. "He will be okay, Emma. We Jones' are survivors." Emma smiled by her words. It had never hit her how much alike Hanna and Killian were except from their looks. "Let's go." With that they left the river and started running through the next part of the forest. The sun had now arisen from behind the trees. Two hours later, they could see the little cottage from up on a hill. Emma started walking down, but Hanna held her back.

"Are you seriously just going to knock on her door? Hey, we're here to get Killian please and if you could make a time traveling portal for us home, that would be lovely!" Hanna said and rolled her eyes.

"What do you suggest we do, Hanna? Just stand here until she leaves the house?" Emma yelled, but Hanna didn't look at her anymore, she was looking at the cottage.

"Shh, hide!" She whispered and dragged Emma behind a tree. "She's leaving." Sure enough, a woman walked out of the cottage and into the woods. Hanna sent Emma a look and Emma nodded. They started running down the hill and it wasn't long until they stood outside the door of the cottage. Emma opened the door and stepped inside with Hanna after her. Emma scanned the room quickly and found Killian knocked out on the floor.

"Killian." She said and took fast steps to him before sitting down beside him. Hanna looked out the window in the direction of where Dahlia had gone. Killian slowly came to himself and his hand flew up to his head.

"Swan, what are you doing here?" He said and sat up which only made is head hurt more.

"Shh, it's okay. We are going to get you out of here." Emma said and signaled for Hanna to help her get him to stand. Killian was shaking on his legs at first, but quickly got his balance back.

"We better hurry." Hanna said, but the door of the cottage quickly opened.

"Maybe a good idea, sweetheart, but I'm afraid it's too late." A woman stood in the door. Her brown hair was curly and her clothes were filthy, but her eyes were icy blue like Elsa's dress had been.

"Dahlia." Hanna said and met the eyes of the woman who smiled.

"I've missed you, my darlings." Dahlia said.