A/N: Alright, here's the next chapter. We are finally going to have Emma talk to someone else about all of her issues regarding these nightmares. A few other key things happen to lead us into the next chapter that I am working on edits for. After I get that posted, I will be back to actually having to write for this story. It's crazy to think that I have been working with pre-written chapters for over a year and now I'm back to writing actively for this story.

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"Come on, Emma. Just go inside," she mumbled to herself as she stood looking at the door to Archie's office. She had managed to convince herself to come in off the street and up the stairs to the front door of his office. Now she needed to actually step foot into the office.

After taking a deep breath, she reached her hand out to grab the handle when suddenly it turned without her touching it. Startled by the movement, she took a few steps back and furrowed her brow as she watched the door swing open, revealing Archie with a large smile on his face.

"Emma! Come on in," Archie said happily as he ushered her in the door. "I thought I heard someone coming up the stairs, but I wasn't sure until I saw the shadow through the glass."

Emma just nodded her head as she walked mindlessly into the small office and plopped herself down on the couch. She leaned against the back of the couch and tipped her head back taking a deep breath.

Archie watched her for a few moments before taking a seat beside the couch. He was willing to wait until it looked like she was ready to talk before he said anything. Her request for an appointment was very vague, so he didn't know what he was working with and did not want to push any buttons that could make her shut down completely. He realized that he had probably startled her enough by opening the door on her before she was ready to come in.

After what felt like an eternity in her mind, Emma finally leaned her head forward and ran her fingers through her hair. She sighed again before finally making eye contact with him. "Hey Archie."

"Hi Emma. How are you doing?" he asked calmly as he interlaced his fingers and rested his elbows on his knees, leaning forward in his seat.

Emma laughed at the simplicity of the question. If anyone else in town would have asked her that she would have just lied to them and thought nothing of it. It wasn't like they could tell she was lying. That was her superpower. However, it seemed as though the only two people in this town she couldn't lie to were Killian and apparently Archie because here she was ready to tell him everything that vexed her.

"I wish I could tell you that I was fine and I'm here to get your insight on a case, but that wouldn't help anyone," Emma replied with a fake smile playing at her lips. "I'm not okay. I am barely sleeping and when I do finally get to sleep, I tend to wake up shortly after in a fit of terror."

Archie furrowed his brow as he spoke. "Why are you waking up in a fit of terror?"

"I keeping having a recurring nightmare…" Emma admitted after a beat. "In that nightmare, I die."

As she said the words her heart sank. It felt as though she was finally admitting the truth for the first time, but she knew that it wasn't. She had told both Killian and Regina what was going on, but telling them didn't seem to feel as heavy as it did telling Archie. Admitting it to him felt like she was hitting the final nail into her coffin.

"Oh Emma, that's terrible," he replied. His eyes filled with concern and he rubbed his hand over his face. "Do you.." he began, but paused momentarily before continuing, "Do you see you how you die?"

Slowly Emma nodded her head up and down. " I lose a sword fight to a person in a black hood. They knock me to the ground and drive a sword through my chest."

Archie furrowed his brow again and shook her head. "Are you alone?"

She shook her head furiously back and forth. "Unfortunately, I'm not. I think if I was then these nightmares would be less scary."

"Are you sure they are just a nightmare? Maybe they don't really mean anything more than to just give you a fright," Archie asked. Leave it to the grasshopper to look for the hope in the situation.

"If I had only had one, then I probably would have just brushed it off as such. Maybe even just two of them, but it has been more like eight or nine of them and they have started having physical side effects," Emma admitted.

"Side effects?" Archie questioned, cocking his head to the side in confusion.

"My hands start shaking randomly and they will start shaking if I try to use my magic. Usually that means my magic just quits."

Archie nodded his head slowly as he thought about what she had said. He didn't have a lot of experience dealing with magic, so he didn't have any advice to help with that. He also wasn't sure how to interpret visions.

Dreams? Sure. Need someone to assist in making a diagnosis of a mental illness? Sure, call Dr. Hopper and he will do everything he can to help.

"Before I offer any advice, I should ask. Who else are you seeing in your visions?" he said.

Emma took a deep breath before she answered his question. "Out of the corner of my eye I see that Killian, Henry, my mom, and my dad are all there. They all watch me die. Killian tries to shield Henry from the sight and my dad shields my mom. I can hear their screams and I can hear my mom crying as my eyes slowly close."

Emma closed her eyes and wiped away the few tears that had formed before they had a chance to roll down her cheek and shook her head. Interlacing her fingers together, for the first time since she arrived in his office she turned to look at Archie. "I just don't know what to do."

Archie reached a hand over to grab a hold of Emma's. He offered her a weak smile that she tried to return. He could see the pain in her eyes. Coming here wasn't easy for her, but at least she had done it.

"I don't have a lot of experience with visions and magic," Archie began, "so I cannot give you a lot of insight as to what is going on. For that you may need to talk to Regina or Mr. Gold. They both have much more knowledge than I ever could have in a lifetime. But if you just need someone to talk to about this that isn't Killian, my office door is always open to you. No appointment needed. Just stop by and I'll fit you in."

Her smile turned a bit more genuine before it faded once again. "Thanks for that, Archie. Regina knows. She and Killian are the only ones who know, besides you that is. Actually, she's the first person to tell me that I needed to go see Gold. I guess that's my next option," she said as she rose from the couch. "Thanks for seeing me today. I really do appreciate it. I'll swing by if I need to talk."

"Think nothing of it. I do hope things start looking up for you soon," Archie said, rising from his chair.

They both walked over to the door where they bid their farewells. Emma left his building and headed towards the Sheriff's station. Talking to Gold could wait another day.

. . . . . . . .

Killian arrived at the station just as Charming was walking up to the door, adjusting his keys so that he could unlock the door. He watched as Charming struggled to juggle everything he had in his hands. It looked as though he had stopped by Granny's on his way in to grab a round of coffee for the whole gang.

Dave was always the thoughtful one of the three of them. He and Emma only brought coffee when they were trying to make up for running late because they managed to get distracted before leaving the house.

"Need a hand?" Killian asked as he got closer and held out his hand to take the cup holder from Charming.

Charming turned to look at him and nodded his head handing the holder over. Then he turned his attention back to the door and finally selected the correct key. Quickly unlocking the door, the two of them walked inside.

"Thanks for the hand," Charming said. After he hung up his coat he looked around the office. "Where's Emma? Usually you two get here at about the same time."

"She had an appointment this morning. She'll be here afterwards," Killian replied handing him the coffee holder before grabbing one of the three cups. "Thanks for the coffee."

Charming furrowed his brow. "What kind of appointment?"

"I'll let her tell you when she's ready. Not my place to tell her secrets," Killian said taking a seat at Emma's desk. He looked around the computer trying to find the on button, but was not having much luck. "Where is the on button?" he mumbled under his breath.

"What was that?" Charming asked, quirking his brow as he settled in at his own desk looking over the monitor at him. He was enjoying the fact that Killian still struggled to use simple pieces of technology that he had watched Emma use multiple times. "The button you are looking for is on the tower."

Killian looked over at Charming and rolled his eyes. "If I knew where the bloody tower was, then I wouldn't be looking for the on button," he grumbled. He slid the seat around to look at the box sitting on the floor beside the desk. He quirked his brow in curiosity and poked at the button he saw on the top of the box. Not long after pressing the button, he heard the swish of a fan beginning to move and the box made a loud beep.

"Got it," he said smugly as he slid the chair back in front of the screen and waited for the machine to come to life.

Charming shook his head as he laughed. He remembered when he was still learning the tricks of the trade to working with the technology Emma had added to the office. He was so used to doing everything the old fashioned way. Although he did enjoy how quickly they were able to complete tasks. Now if only he could get his cell phone to work every time he needed it to his life would be a whole lot easier.

"How long are you gonna make Snow and I wait for you to put that ring on Emma's finger?" Charming asked casually as he drummed the pencil in his hand against the desk. He didn't really have anything better to do this morning while they waited for Emma. In fact, he was most likely just going to play games until she got there anyways. So finding out more details about Killian's proposal plan would make the morning pass quicker.

"Getting anxious, mate?" Killian asked with a laugh.

"Well, do you blame me?" Charming replied. It wasn't that he was anxious per say, but he was excited and that was an understatement compared to the ball of nerves Snow had been since she and Killian picked out the perfect engagement ring. Every conversation he and Snow had since she got home from the jewelers had been about the importance of Emma having a wedding fit for a princess.

Since that's what Emma was after all, a princess. Just because she hadn't been brought up in a castle or attended all of the balls that a princess normally goes to, doesn't mean she didn't deserve to feel like one. She had missed out on so many opportunities growing up. His heart hurt any time he thought about everything that she had missed out on.

There was a painful feeling of guilt that always bubbled up inside of him when he thought about her childhood. The worst part of it all was that he didn't know about everything she had been through. He only knew about the small pieces she had told them about when a situation would arise. Someday he'd ask her to tell him more, but only when he felt like she was ready to talk about it.

"Maybe Killian knows more about her past…" Charming thought to himself as he heard Killian laughing quietly to himself.

"I'm not making you wait on purpose, Dave," Killian said. "I want to make sure everything is perfect and I'm still hammering out the details in my head before I try to put anything into play."

"Well, can you at least share some of your thoughts about the plan?" Charming inquired, quirking his brow in intrigue as he leaned around the monitor on his desk.

However before Killian could respond, Emma came through the door to the station. She seemed to be a bit more relaxed than she had when she left the house this morning. Talking to Archie might have been exactly what she needed, or at least that was what Killian was telling himself for the time being and what Emma had managed to convince herself of as she made her way to the station.

"Good morning!" she said cheerfully. "Sorry I'm late. I popped in to see Archie this morning. I had a couple things I wanted to talk to him about."

Charming quirked his brow. "Everything alright?"

Emma nodded her head quickly. "Yup. Everything's fine. Just wanted to get some insight on a few thoughts that were rolling around in my head. What were you two talking about?"

Killian and Charming exchanged a look and shrugged at one another.

"Nothing important," Killian said. "So everything went well with the grasshopper?"

Emma laughed, "Yes everything went well with Archie. He even gave me some an advice. I just need to figure out when I am going to actually take it. Although I will say it is not some of his best advice if I'm being honest."

Killian quirked his brow which led Emma to shake her head. Killian took it to mean that now was now was not the time to ask about it. If there was anything he was still trying to learn about Emma, it was when the appropriate time was to talk about certain things.

He knew Dave still wasn't privy to the information about her nightmares, but he really wished she would just tell him. He hated keeping secrets from Dave, but he knew that this was what Emma wanted.

"So," Emma hummed ready to change the subject. "What is on the agenda for today?"

Charming looked at the pile of folders on his desk and Emma looked at the pile on her own. Everything that they had revolving around Hyde sat contained in those two piles and neither of them were even sure what they were looking for in those files. They still hadn't made any progress in finding him and it was getting frustrating. By now, they all thought that Hyde would have been in a cell just like the Evil Queen. However, apparently they weren't going to be that lucky.

"You know..." Emma began as she looked at Killian and Charming, "we haven't heard from Jekyll lately. Maybe we should go out to talk to him."

"Only if you lead us to the blimp," Killian mumbled under his breath as he tried to contain his laughter. Emma turned to look at him and raised her brow. Charming narrowed his gaze at Killian and shook his head. That only caused Killian to laugh a little louder.

"What's so funny?" Emma asked, glancing back and forth between Charming and Killian waiting impatiently for an answer. Neither one of them seemed to budge enough to tell her what was going on. "Well?"

"Go on, Dave. Tell her why she needs to lead us to the blimp," Killian said with a smirk on his face. Emma smacked him playfully on his shoulder as she turned her attention to Charming, cocking her head to the side and raising her brow.

Charming sighed and whispered, "I got us lost."

"What was that?" Emma asked barely able to contain her smile. She bit her lip in a desperate, but failed attempt. The fact that they had gotten lost was funny enough, but finding out that it was her dad's fault made it even better.

Charming hung his head slightly and scrubbed his hands over his face. Slowly he raised his head and met Emma's eyes with his own. "I got us lost," he admitted and then turned his attention to Killian, "Happy now?"

Killian nodded his head as he laughed. "Yes I am, mate," he replied.

Emma took a deep breath to rid herself of the case of the giggles that had overtaken her. Even though she had stopped laughing, she couldn't wipe the grin off her face. "How did you manage that?"

"I thought we went the right way when we turned at the wishing well, but after walking for a while we didn't stumble upon the blimp. It was almost as though it had moved or disappeared," Charming mumbled as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"I told you, mate. We needed to go right at the wishing well, not left," Killian said. "But no, you were convinced you were right and we ended up going the wrong way."

Emma thought about it for a second before speaking. "Wait a second…"

Killian snapped his head up to look at her and furrowed his brow. Charming turned his head in her direction as well. Both of them waiting for her to say something brilliant, since that was what normally came out of her mouth.

"It shouldn't have mattered if you went left or right from the well. As long as you didn't make any more turns you should have arrived at the crash sight," Emma explained. "It takes up most of the forest to the west of the troll bridge. So you should have been able to get there without any issues."

"See! I didn't get us lost!" Charming exclaimed excitedly as he jumped up out of his chair. A proud smile beaming from his face.

"There's a first time for everything," Killian replied snidely. Charming glared at him and rolled his eyes.

"That's not the point," Emma huffed as she crossed her arms over her chest. "Something strange is going on here."

"It's Storybrooke, love. What else do you expect?" Killian told her as he rose from the chair. "Where are we headed?"

"The blimp I guess," Emma said, grabbing the last cup of coffee out of the holder and making her way toward the door. She turned around to look at them. "Coming?"

Both of them laughed and quickly met her at the door. Before long the trio were on their way to the town line.

Emma couldn't help thinking how strange it was that they hadn't been able to get back to the blimp. It wasn't like it was that hard to find. It was the most unique thing to ever appear in Storybrooke that she was aware of anyways, which was ultimately an understatement because a lot of odd things seemed to just show up in the middle of town. Nothing as strange however as finding the clock tower in the middle of town when they arrived in Underbrooke. Leave it to Hades to find a way to destroy a town landmark.

She sighed to herself. As much as she hated the time she had spent in Underbrooke she couldn't help thinking about how much it had shown her about her relationship with Killian. The two of them had come a long way from the first time they met. She was honestly shocked that his simple white lie had almost managed to slip past her superpower when they had first met.

Killian: I've already told you. I'm just a blacksmith.

Emma: Sure you are. Won't talk to us? Maybe you'll talk to the ogres when they rip you limb from limb. Come on.

Killian: You can't just leave me here like this.

Aurora: What if he's telling the truth?
Emma: He's not.

Killian: Good for you. You bested me. I can count the amount of people who have done that on one hand.

Emma: Is that supposed to be funny? Who are you?

Killian: Killian Jones. But most people have taken to calling me by my more colorful moniker, Hook.

Regardless of his antics, she couldn't deny the attraction she had felt for him from that moment on. The reality of her feelings scared her, but for once she wasn't afraid of them. After Neal, she had become afraid of having real feelings for someone. He had left her behind to take the fall for something that he was just as guilty of and never looked back. Now that she knew the truth about the situation though, she could understand why he had done what he did, but that didn't automatically erase the pain.

Killian was a different case entirely. She looked back at him over her shoulder and smiled. Her smile was hidden by her shoulder, but he did happen to catch sight of her eyes peering back at him. He smirked at her and watched as she quickly turned her head back forward.

"Damn, I got caught," she mumbled under her breath, turning around to walk backwards for a few moments. She laughed when she realized that the two of them were having a little bit of trouble keeping up with her. She shook her head before she stopped taking steps and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Can't keep up?" she asked, her voice dripping with mockery and teasing as her lips curled into an evil grin. A laugh escaped her lips when she saw Killian roll his eyes at her.

"It's not that we can't keep up," Charming began, but pause once he arrived in front of Emma and took a deep breath. "It's that we liked our pace better than yours."

"Aye, what he said," Killian chimed in. "Besides, it's not like we have anywhere else to be today. So I don't understand what the rush is, love."

Emma sighed and shrugged her shoulders. "I'm not sure what the rush is. I just don't really feel like spending my entire afternoon talking to a crazy man living in a blimp. I have other crazy people in town that I can talk to if I want."

Killian quirked his brow at her and was met with the shaking of her head.

"Nevermind," she continued, "I'll slow down and enjoy the walk."

She reached out a hand to Killian who took it happily with a smile. He brought her hand to his lips and placed a soft kiss on the back of it. She smiled at the simplicity of the action, but the action in an of itself spoke volumes about their relationship.

"Ready to keep going?" Charming asked, interrupting the sweet moment the two were having. Emma laughed and nodded her head and before long the three of them were off into the middle of the woods, just hoping that they wouldn't get lost again.

. . . . . . . .

He watched them from a distance as they got closer and closer to the blimp. There were two paths he could choose to take at this point. Neither one would work out in his favor. Most likely he would end up in a jail cell alongside his counterpart.

If he were lucky, the two would be in separate cells. Maybe Jekyll would even be kept in a straight jacket locked away in a cell at the hospital. The man was truly insane and there was no helping him. Part of him was still trying to figure out how Jekyll had been able to hide it all along. That's probably where he came in.

Hyde sighed and hung his head. He knew that he had to reveal himself to Emma and her incompetent cohorts. They were far too easy to trick.

Emma on the other hand? So far she had shown that she had the potential to be useful from what he had been able to observe about her. The Evil Queen was not her biggest fan either which meant there was more to her than what had met his eyes. He'd need to follow her closely for a few more days before he came to a decision about revealing himself.

By the time he looked up again, he had lost them. "Damn it," he growled under his breath. He looked around a few moments before hearing the faint mumbling of voices to his left. His lips twitched into a wicked smile as he took a few steps out to follow them. They were heading to the blimp to talk to Jekyll. His hopes were that the man would let his other side show while they were there. Somehow though, Jekyll had found a way to always keep that side of him hidden.

"See it's right there," Emma said, pointing at the large blimp in front of them. "Not that hard to find. Still don't know how you two got lost..."

She laughed and shook her head in response to Killian squeezing her hand and Charming rolling his eyes. Apparently it was too soon to remind them of their little misadventure, no matter how much she was enjoying the situation. She let go of Killian's hand and walked up to the blimp knocking on the closed door in front of her.

"Dr. Jekyll, are you there?" she called once receiving no answer or acknowledgement of her presence. She glanced back over her shoulder at Killian and Charming who had come closer before pushing on the door and watching it slowly creak open. She felt a cold wind against her exposed skin and she wrapped her arms around her midsection before taking a step inside.

Killian and Charming exchanged a concerned look between them before quickly catching up to Emma. Charming placed a hand on his gun, just in case the need for it would happen to arrive.

Slowly the three of them walked into the main room of the blimp. Still no one or nothing to be found as they looked around. Emma tried calling out to him again, but she was still met with resounding silence.

"What the hell?" she mumbled under her breath as she turned to look into the adjoining room. "He's not here. It looks like whoever was here last left in a big hurry."

Hyde was lurking around outside of the blimp. As he rounded the back of it, he found Jekyll hiding on his haunches in a bush just below one of the windows that allowed him to see straight into the blimp and watch the whole ordeal go on inside.

"What are you doing?" Hyde hissed. The way that Jekyll jumped at the low grumble of his voice brought a smirk to his face as the pathetic excuse for a man turned to look up at him over his shoulder. He crossed his arms over his chest as he waited for an answer.

"I thought you were going to turn yourself in so you could find your precious little necklace. Why did you come back here?" Jekyll grumbled as he quickly rose from his position.

"Because the people I was going to see came to see you. Why the hell aren't you inside?" Hyde replied a little louder than he had originally intended. The sound of his voice was loud enough to cause Emma's head to snap towards the window and meet his eyes.

"Outside now!" He heard her shout and the next thing he knew, he and Jekyll were being knocked to the ground by her two incompetent cohorts.