PeaceHeather- Remember that vague question I asked you about? This is the chapter.

Wandering Lady- This chapter also deals with what you asked me about a while ago. I hope it's not disappointing!

Part of Killian wanted to make sure they were in a safe port before he docked. The other part wanted to drop anchor wherever and race down to his cabin. Emma's reaction to him attempting to comfort her was a hard read. Did they share the same feelings or did she want him to stop? He swallowed hard and thought, whatever she needs, that's what I'll do. In favor of not allowing chance to result in losing track of Henry for another day, he took the time to find a safe place to dock before dropping the anchor. He wasn't sure if he was supposed to look for her first or go straight to his cabin, but he decided to go straight there and she could take all the time she needed. The first thing he did was attempt to clean his desk. All of a sudden, the appearance of his cabin mattered to him. Everything had to be perfect. He straightened up his journals and rolled up some maps he hasn't needed for, well, centuries. He took a quick look in the reflection of his porthole to make sure he looked presentable. His hair was a bit windblown, but he thought he'd leave it messy. Maybe she'd like that, or would she? He started to smooth his hair down when he heard footsteps approaching. He quickly leapt to his desk and tried to look nonchalant as he looked over the remaining papers on his desk.

Emma entered Killian's room and slammed the door behind her. "Well, Swan, you do know how to make an entrance." Emma strode over to him, pulled him out of his desk chair and kissed him roughly. Killian put his hands on her shoulders, pushing her away a little. Something felt wrong. "What happened to talking..."

"Shut up, Hook," Emma commanded, throwing him on the bed. She pressed her lips hard on him, grabbing him possessively. Killian pushed her away again, unsure of what to make of this.

"Emma, this is really..." Killian looked into her eyes, studied them. He rose from the bed and put his hook under her neck. "...Out of character." Emma slowly rose from the bed, her gaze changing.

"Hook, I don't understand," she said, her voice trembling and frightened. "I thought this is what you wanted."

"Oh, believe me, I do, but not from you," he said, pressing his hook a little deeper. "Your majesty." Emma's expression changed, and as the puff of purple smoke disappeared, Regina stood before him. "Evil Queen indeed," Killian remarked, removing his hook from her neck.

"You caught on rather quickly, I'm surprised," Regina said. "I thought we'd at least go a few rounds before you even bothered to notice. After centuries of celibacy, I thought you'd be extremely eager. What gave me away?"

"You've obviously forgotten my talent at reading people," Killian stated simply. "And your kiss was a bit too dominating."

"Just going off of the sexual tension you two have been throwing at each other," Regina replied.

"And why the facade, Regina? What was this little display trying to accomplish?"

"To prove a point. We all know what's happening on this ship. You are forgetting your place- and that is to find Henry."

"So that's what your little show was? To prove a point?"

"Well, I am a woman. I have needs," Regina purred, running her fingers along the open collar of his shirt. Killian arrested her wrist with his hook and stepped away from her.

"Sorry to disappoint you, dear. My purpose and focus on this ship is to find Henry, as is yours. I suggest we both forget this farce and move on," Hook said pointedly, releasing her wrists.

"You know, Hook," she said, running her fingers up and down the curve of his collar. "You said to me once you said we had a connection, that you were touched by me."

"My mind was only on revenge when I made that comment, nothing more, dear," Hook said, holding her gaze. "Weren't you on your way out?"
"And I said I was a woman with needs," Regina purred.

"If you'll excuse me, Regina, I'm expecting other company. Would you mind leaving," Hook said, walking past her and holding the door out for her. With a flick of her wrist, Regina magically slammed the door and had him pinned to the wall. Killian struggled against the magical bonds that held him. "Regina, what do you think you're doing?"

"It's funny," Regina said, running her fingers over his exposed chest hair. "You say you're here for Henry, but what I really think is that you want him to stay captured. It means you have more time to seduce Miss Swan."

"No, that's not..."

"You could have gone after him today," she said, digging her nails into his chest a bit. "But instead you rescued someone else. What's your game plan, Hook?"

"My sole interest is finding the lad for Emma," Killian protested.

"He's MY son," Regina yelled. "And you're just as selfish as you always have been- trying to win Emma with this hero act. My son needs to be found and you're too busy with thoughts of her. Maybe you need a course correction." Her fingers began to dig deeper into Killian's chest.

"WAIT! NO, REGINA, NO! PLEASE!" The emotion and panic in his voice made Regina pause, angling herself so she was eye to eye with him.

"That was fear, Hook, real fear. Captain Hook does not show fear. What would make the captain of the Jolly Roger beg?"

"Aside from my worst nightmare coming true," he said, his voice wavering. "Please, my heart belongs to her." Regina's blood started to boil and her face contorted into anger. With a single motion, she reached into Killian's chest and ripped out his heart. Killian screamed in pain. He had his chest magically ripped into before, but nothing was like the pain of his heart actually being ripped out. The word separation flashed through his mind and took on a whole new meaning. He felt as if he were suddenly in two halves- one pinned to the wall, the other being held in her hand. The magical bonds released him and he fell to the floor, gasping for breath. "Why? Why would you do this?!" Regina knelt down to his level and her face softened.

"Because everyone gets their happy ending. When we do find Henry, he will go back to Emma, and now she'll have you. Why am I the one who always has to be alone? "

"You've done this before- with Graham," he gasped weakly. "Emma told me."

"Yes, well, he didn't give me what I wanted- Snow White's heart in a box. And, right now, what I want is Henry. You will regret choosing not to save him today." Regina bent down to his eye level and held out his heart for him to see. "And now that I control you, I'm going to put your focus back into place. But...since you mention Graham, perhaps there are other things you can do for me."

Emma's fingers drummed on the galley table as she felt the ship dock. She knew it was time to talk about her feelings with him, but she was hesitant. What she was feeling, what she was trying to push away, was very strong. Stronger than when she was with Neal. She couldn't explain it, and it frightened her. She took another drink of water to help calm herself, but it wasn't helping.

"Are you alright, Miss Swan," Gold asked from the doorway to the galley.

"I'm fine," Emma said firmly as she stared into her water glass.

"I just thought you might be a bit upset of today's events," Gold said as he slipped into the bench opposite her. "A bit of a let down to be so close and yet so far."

"Save it," she said sharply.

"I must say, you did do an amazing job with the shield. Especially when the Captain put his arms around you," Gold said. "Though, on the other hand, you are an expert at keeping things hidden."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Gold smiled and his features softened.

"For a long time, Miss Swan, people didn't think I could change, even my own son. But there was one person who believed in me."

"Belle." Gold smiled warmly.

"Indeed," he said. "She tamed the monster. She continually fights to bring out the best in me, even when no one believes it can be done. She is my true love."

"What are you saying?"

"My wife, Milah. It was an arranged marriage, one I wholeheartedly thought we could make work. I thought we were happy. She was a very intoxicating woman. Then the pirate came, stole her away, and I thought my chance at happiness was gone. But Belle, she made me see that true love can be so much more. She makes me want to be a better man." Emma was now intrigued at this new outpouring of the Dark One's soul. Was this a sign that it was okay to be with Killian- that even the Dark One was okay with his old enemy being with his son's ex-girlfriend?

"So...what are you saying?"

"I'm saying that walls of fear around your heart can do more damage than good," he replied. "I must confess I do care greatly about you, Ms Swan. You're a very strong woman and I respect you. I just hope you won't get hurt."

"I don't think I'll get...OH GOD!" Emma crumbled to the floor in pain, grasping at her chest.

"Emma!" Gold bent down next to her, trying to get a read at her sudden onset. "What's the matter?"

"My heart...it feels like it's being ripped out!" Gold glanced toward the door then back at Emma. He knew exactly what had happened.

"Mary-Margaret!" Emma's mother was there in seconds, falling next to her daughter.

"Emma! What happened?"

"Stay with her," Gold said, grabbing his cane and heading straight for the Captain's quarters.