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Killian:

Killian woke up a bit groggy. He opened his eyes fully to see Emma sleeping peacefully beside him. It was still storming outside so Emma snuggled into his chest more. He looked at her with the utmost compassion.

"I could get used to this." he thought as a small smile appeared on his face. Killian kissed Emma's forehead and fell back asleep.

Emma:

Emma woke up to an empty bed. Alice was still unconscious and laying on the couch. Emma gripped the side where Killian had been.

She rolled over until she was taking up the whole bed.

"Now love, I do believe that the bed should be shared."

Emma scented a sweet aroma. She sat up only to find Killian standing in a pair of pants holding a tray of food.

"Breakfast in bed? Seriously?" asked Emma.

"But of course love. You're a princess! And princesses deserve to be treated."

Emma narrowed her eyes at him. "What's the catch?"

Killian set the tray down on the bed and sat on the edge. "I was thinking with Alice out of it we should go explore the house. Maybe visit the west wing?"

Killian wiggled his eyebrows and Emma punched him.

"As if! Alice told us not to. We shouldn't."

"Since when did you ever do what you're told?"

Killian was right. Emma really never did what she was told.

"Well"

"Alright then! That settles it. Get changed, eat and meet me at the bottom of the east wing staircase."

And Killian got up and left. Emma stared at the tray of food. "Crepes? Strawberries? This guy went full out!"

After Emma had her full, she got up to Alice's closet and grabbed her clothing she had been wearing before. She quickly washed it and waited for it to dry. And hour later she was ready to go. She headed down the stairs and met Killian there.

"Shall we?" Killian offered his arm to Emma. Emma gave him a wary look and walked past him.

"Let's get this over with."

They walked down a long and dark hall. There were armours hanging and portraits covered by curtains. The windows were also covered leaving the room practically pitch black. It was still storming outside so Emma stood close to Killian's side but made sure she wasn't touching him. She was still a little unsure of her feeling towards him.

They arrived at a pair of doors. Killian strode past Emma and pushed the doors open.

"After you." he said with a bow.

Emma took a deep breath and walked in. Her eyes first noticed a big massive portrait with the picture ripped in half and pieces of it laying on the floor.

"What the hell?" Emma muttered under her breath. Killian walked over and held the ripped pieces together.

Emma's eyes grew wide as she stared at the woman in the painting.

"Who is it?" Killian asked.

"Cora." she hissed.

Killian:

Killian noticed all colour drain from Emma's face as he fixed the portrait.

"Who is it?" he asked.

"Cora." she had hissed.

Killian's blood drained from his face too. "Cora? This is Cora?" He said as he pointed to the portrait.

"Yes it is. No wonder Alice didn't want to tell us about her mom. She knew she'd have to mention that her mother was Cora! And that we wouldn't trust her so she must have kept it a secret. God I could kill her right now. In fact, I think I will."

Emma started to march to the door when Killian stopped her.

"Are you forgetting the scar on her face? Alice is as much of a victim as we are."

"Why are you defending her Killian?"

"Because I know you're acting irrationally. This isn't you Emma."

"Sorry. This is just, overwhelming. How could Alice not tell us?" said Emma as she sunk to the floor.

"Probably because she didn't know if she could trust herself. She knew we could trust her but with her flashbacks and magic she probably didn't want to scare us with the possibility of her being just like her mother."

It was quiet for a while as Emma stared at Cora's face and Killian stared at Emma.

Finally Emma broke the silence. "She doesn't look like her you know."

Killian stared at the portrait. It was true. Alice looked nothing like her mother. Alice had blue eyes and her mothers were brown. Her mother had a very angular face while Alice's was more filled. Cora had many wrinkles and Alice had none. The only thing in common was their hair. They both had the reddish brown and wore it up.

"Alice is unlucky soul. She hasn't had anyone for all her life until Wonderland anyway and after. She probably hasn't learned trust."

"And she received a broken heart." Killian thought.

"She definitely needs to come back with us. I can't leave her here Killian. She needs to live somewhere where her magic won't affect her like this. You've seen how she is when her anger gets the better of her."

Killian thought back to that fateful hour where Alice had told them about her mother. Her eyes had gone deep purple and her hands had curled into tight fists. He felt she was going to explode any second. Luckily she didn't.

Killian walked over to where Emma was on the ground and sank beside her. He gripped her arms and pulled her into a hug.

Killian stroked Emma's hair as she sighed into his shoulder.

"I need to get back home. I can't deal with anymore of this. We need to find the others and get back home."

Killian only nodded his head. The problem with finding the others though would mean that he wouldn't be able to hold Emma like this again.

"But maybe that's a good thing." he thought.

Emma:

Emma was still curious as to why Killian had given her food for breakfast. Then thunder rolled.

"Uh do you think we could go back?" Emma asked Killian as she clung to his arm. She really needed to get over her fear of storms. It was giving her an excuse to touch Killian. Not that either of them minded.

"But of course." Killian put Emma on his back and gave her a piggyback all the way to the east wing.

"Put me down!" she squealed as he ran down the staircase.

"Never!" shouted Killian with a triumphant whoop.

Emma laughed. She had no idea why they were being so silly but she kinda liked it. Okay, she loved it. And it was not something she liked to do but being on Killian like this, made her feel….alive.

Finally they arrived back to the room and Killian let Emma off his back.

"Well that was entertaining." said Killian with a big smirk on his face.

Emma simply blushed and turned her face away. "Yeah. Whatever."

"Admit it. You liked it."

"No."

"You did."

"I did not Killian."

"But you were laughing! Does this mean that you were lying because if I do recall princesses DO NOT LIE."

Emma rolled her eyes and walked into Alice's room. There was no way she'd give him satisfaction.

She saw Alice still lying on the couch. She hadn't moved at all since they left her. Emma was starting to worry. "She usually doesn't pass out." she thought.

Killian walked over and gave her shoulder a tight squeeze. "She'll be alright love. She'll be alright."

"I hope so."