"Bo'sun, will we be ready to launch at dawn?" Hook asked his crewmate.

"Aye, Captain!" The Bo'sun replied.

"Good," Hook said emotionless as he stepped towards the railing of the ship, looking out onto the town, watching and waiting. Keeping a keen eye out for the boy. He knew he should not have his hopes up so high, but he couldn't help it. He knew that if the boy came, that Emma had made her choice, and if not, well, he was going to set sail with one heart less.

As he stood there waiting, he looked out upon the sea as he let his mind wander dangerously into fantasies of him, Emma and the boy embarking on adventures together. But the more he thought about it, the more he felt guilt… He missed his son's first steps, first words. And suddenly pain hit him like a thousand arrows, he missed everything he wished he hadn't. The self loathing started to slither back into his heart as he thought more and more about his son, about Emma and all those lost years.

"I did it for his own good," Hook whispered to himself before grinding his teeth.

"For who's own good?" A voice asked from behind him. Hook whirled around to see the little blue-green eyed, dark-haired boy.

"Ah, Liam! You made it," Hook said unclenching his fists that he didn't realized were clenched and pasting on a convincing smile.

"I wouldn't miss this chance for the world!" The boy said happily.

Hook smiled at the boys enthusiasm and ruffled up his hair, "Come let me give you a tour of the Jolly Roger."

"I would like that very much," Liam replied politely as he suddenly remembered his mother's chiding, "Thank you."

"It's my pleasure," Hook said leading the boy up to the poop deck, "We shall start here at the poop deck and the helm."

Liam nodded and followed the pirate, but his gaze fixated upon the ocean and horizon.

"Beguiled by the ocean, lad?" Hook said with a joking manner that hid his true wonder about the boy.

Liam replied quickly, "I've always wanted to go sailing, but my father would never allow it. It's just that I've always felt drawn to the sea."

Hook nodded as a satisfied smile curled his lips, "It's one of the many reasons I became a pirate."

"Really?" Liam asked as Hook led him to the helm, "Do you ever feel empty when you're away from the sea, too?"

"Aye," Hook said as he looked at the boy, much more intrigued.

"Come," Hook said, excitement swelling inside him as moved the boy in front of the helm and waved his hand over the ship, "Would you be able to wake up to this for days upon end?"

"I'd love to!"

Hook smiled triumphantly as he looked at the boy, "Come then, let's finish our duel."

"Are you sure? As I recall, You were nearly beat," The boy quipped, with a large smile on his face as he unsheathed his sword and took an offensive stance. A wave of pride washed over Hook as he realized how similar they were in everything, including preferred fighting stance.

"Pride goeth before the fall," Hook said with a smirk as he took his stance, but before any of them could move a sound from the docks robbed their attention. The sound of hooves and yelling and commotion filled the air as quick feet ran aboard the Jolly Roger.

Hook and Liam both, instinctively turned their swords towards the threatening sound, that is until they saw Baelfire.

"Father?" Liam asked confused but his words were lost in the wind.

"Liam, get away from him," Bae said firmly, his eyes never leaving the Pirate's.

Liam stepped forward but Hook grabs his arm before he can go farther, "No, the boy stays."

"Father?" The boy looked between the men, fear and excitement fighting for control.

Hook leaned down and whispered lowly to the boy but kept his eyes on Bae, "Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

"Let him go! Let him go or I kill you!" Bae shouted stepping forward but Hook raises his sword tip towards Bae.

"What does it matter if I let him go? You'll kill me anyway," Hook said as his eyes darkened.

"Right, so let my son go," Bae said sharply.

"Your son? Are you sure about that?" Hook said, a challenging smile curled his lips.

"What are you talking about?"

Hook looked at the boy briefly then at Bae, "Aren't his eyes as blue as the sea?"

"What are you saying"

Hook ruffled the boys hair with his hook, "And his hair is as dark as night itself. Strange no?"

"No," Bae retorted, but Hook saw the doubt building in his eyes.

A smug smile replaced Hook's challenging smile, "Oh, but his parents have neither of those traits, nor do they have his love for adventure or the ocean."

"That's not possible!" Bae said, anger starting to flood his face.

"Oh but it is, in fact, Emma came to me the night before your wedding," Hook taunted, "Now I've come back to take whats rightfully mine."

"F-father?" Liam stuttered as he looked at Bae, fear slowly overpowering his excitement.

"Bae!" Emma shouted as she ran onto the ship, "Bae, no!"

But it was too late, Baelfire lunged at Hook and Hook released Liam, pushing him into Emma's arms.

Emma caught her son and closed her eyes, fear filling her. She heard the clashing of metal and clutched to her son tighter as her heart constricted.

"Father!" The boy wailed as he watched the men fight.

Lung, slash, defend, repeat. At least that's what it looked like to the boy, who's mind had again lost all properness.

"You knew deep inside, something was wrong," Hook continued to taunt.

Bae lunged and caught Hook's sword. He pushed it down against him so they were inches from each other.

"She could never love a monster like you."

"Oh but she did," Hook said, a smug smile on his face as he saw Bae's face redden with anger, "And she was very vocal about it."

"No!" Baelfire shouted as he tried to disarm Hook but was two seconds too late and Hook had regained his stance.

Emma heard the clash of metals become quicker and harder, only making her swell more with fear. She couldn't take it anymore and opened her eyes to see that Killian was winning, having the advantage of his hook.

Though her relief was short-lived as she saw Baelfire nod at something, no, someone, far in the distance and Emma couldn't help but follow his gaze to a roof nearby, with an archer in position.

"No" She gasped silently her heart jumped into her throat. She came too far for it to end like this. She had only been rejoined with her love recently, it was too soon to end like this.

Only one thing flashed across her mind as she watched the arrow leave its bow.

"HOOK!"

"MOTHER!"

"EMMA!"

Then there was silence.