Emma didn't regret the kiss, but she shouldn't have kissed him then. Not in the middle of the Neverland jungle. Not when Henry was in danger.
So, she did what she did best. She put her walls back up and tried to ignore the kiss, and by extension she ignored him.
If Mary Margaret, David, Regina and Tink noticed something weird about how Emma and Hook were acting they didn't say anything.
Two days passed as the group worked to get closer to Henry. Emma had volunteered to take the first watch. She couldn't sleep anyway. She always heard the cries of the Lost Boys.
Emma was glad to be alone for once, Alone with her thoughts anyway. Which is why she jumped when she heard Hook's voice behind her.
"It looks like I've finally caught the Swan alone," he joked.
Emma was on her feet in an instance. "Hook, you scared the hell out of me. I thought you were asleep."
"I couldn't sleep," he said, "the cries of the Lost Boys are particularly loud tonight."
Emma's eyes widened. "You hear them too?"
"Aye, lass, I do, but that isn't what I wanted to talk about. You've been avoiding me."
Emma sat back down on the log. "I know," she admitted, as Hook moved to sit beside her.
"If you want to forget that the kiss happened, I understand," said Hook.
Emma shook her head. She felt her walls crumble again, and it was because of the man beside her. "I don't want to forget, but Hook, you have to understand that Henry is my first priority. I'm not looking for anything else."
She thought she heard Hook sigh. "I understand, Emma, but can I ask you something without you yelling at me?"
"Sure," said Emma dryly.
"How did it end with Baelfire? It must have been awful since it left you so broken."
Emma turned to meet his eyes. "He was always Neal to me," she said, "and I don't like to talk about it."
Hook nodded and simply slid his arm around her waist. She didn't flinch away from the contact. "You don't have to tell me, Emma, but I wish you would. It might help."
Emma wondered if he was right. He had understood her from the very beginning, and she had never really talked about what Neal had done to her."
"We were going to build a life together," said Emma softly. "He was my first love. I met him when I stole a car. We fell in love and we were going to run away together, maybe start a family. We were going to have our happy ending. But then something happened. Neal had stolen some watches, and people were looking for him. He wanted to run away and he was going to leave me. I told him that I loved him and I volunteered to get the watches back."
Hook's arm tightened around her. He could feel her shaking. "Then Neal left me because Pinocchio told him to. He left me so I could break the curse. I had to go to jail for 11 months. When I gave birth to Henry I was handcuffed to the hospital bed. I gave him up because I knew that I could not be a good mother. Neal had broken me, and my child deserved better than a broken family. I wanted him to have his best chance."
Emma sucked in a deep breath. Now that she had come this far she needed to finish. She needed to understand why it was so hard for her to trust people.
"I didn't want Henry to grow up like me. I was found on the side of the road. They put me in the foster system. I had a family until I was three but then they had their own child. They didn't need me anymore. I never had a real family. No one ever cared for me. I had no friends, no family, no one. I learned that the only one I could trust was myself, and the one time I put my trust in someone he let me down."
Now Emma was crying. She tried to fight back the tears. She didn't want Hook to see her like this, but it was a hopeless effort.
She then found herself in Hook's arms. Hook may not have understood every detail about Emma's world, but he recognized an orphan and a broken girl when he saw one, and he wanted nothing more than to complete her, to make her feel whole. He held her tightly against him and placed a kiss on her head. "Shhh, Emma, love," he said, stroking her hair soothingly.
After several long moments Emma looked up at him. "I don't want to push you away, Hook but—"
Hook silenced her. "Take as much time as you need, love. I'm not going anywhere."
Emma knew that he wasn't lying. She had never been more grateful for her super power. She pulled Hook closer to her and they just sat in front of the glowing fire for the rest of the night.