Soooo... You've got a little bit of Milah/Killian at the end of the last chapter. Now get ready for more of that. Poor Killian. What is going on with him? How will he react?

Enjoy!

"They're back!" Leroy started to yell as soon as he got into the diner.

"Leroy, stop yelling in my diner at 10 in the morning!" Ruby yelled back at him and Milah had to smile at the exchange.

She started to get used to the city and the people in it. She loved spending her morning at the diner, sometimes just drinking coffee, other times helping Ruby when there were too many customers.

"But Red, they are back. Emma and the others are back! One of the sailors at the docks saw Hook's ship!" the man said again. Hearing his news, Milah let out a sigh.

Was it true? Was Killian back in town? Finally? Milah thought to herself.

She looked at Ruby, who was now standing with her grandma at her side and Ruby was looking towards her.

"They're back," Ruby told her.

"Let's go to the docks!" Milah said, leaving behind her food in a rush to get out the door.

"Leroy, go and tell Belle. She will want to know. Tell her to come to the docks quickly," Ruby said as she took off her apron and then looked at Milah. "Let's go."

The two of them, together with Ruby's Granny and some other people from the diner started to walk towards the docks. She could already see the ship, her former home, in the distance and her heart started to grow more and more with every minute that passed as the ship was getting closer to town.

"Maybe you should stay away for now?" Ruby turned to look at her.

"No way. Killian will be there," Milah protested.

"He doesn't know that you are alive, Milah. Let me, Granny, or even Belle prepare him," Ruby explained.

Milah thought about what Ruby was saying and realized that she was right. She didn't want to give Killian a heart attack by seeing her there, but at the same time, she didn't want to leave. Still, the rational side of her won, so she simply nodded at Ruby.

"You're right. I shouldn't be here. I won't stay here with you, but I'm going to stay close and watch him from a distance," Milah said.

"That sounds good," Ruby smiled at her and Milah started to walk away when Ruby called out to her. Milah turned around and Ruby started to speak again. "I will let you know when I talk to him. I promise."

"Thank you, Ruby,"

With that, Milah started to walk between the people who were already starting to gather on the docks to welcome the people from the ship home. She wondered if Killian had at least one friend in town. A person who cared about him enough so he or she would come here to welcome him back . Ruby told her that in the short time he had spent in town, she hadn't seen him with other people aside from the people who tried to kill everyone prior to their trip, but that his old crew were in Storybrooke. Milah looked around at the people that were on the docks for any familiar faces, but there was none she recognized. Not even Smee, whom she saw in town in the week she spent there. Maybe he had a friend on the ship? Although she doubted that, thinking back about the things Ruby told her about the people that were there with him. Rumplestiltskin, The Evil Queen, the sheriff of the town and her family. None of them liked Killian very much before they left, if what Ruby told her was true.

That's when she remembered that one other person would be on the ship, her grandson, Baelfire son's. Milah couldn't help but wonder what the child looked like. Did he look like Bae, or did he look more like his mother? Milah wondered if she was going to be given the chance to meet him and his mother, and maybe even ask them more about her son.

Milah watched as the ship docked and she smiled when she saw the Jolly so close after so many years. Not a single things had been changed. Killian clearly took great care of his "marvelous ship" as he liked to say. When the ship was ready, people started to disembark. First, it was a couple that were hugged as soon as they put foot on the docks by Ruby and Granny. The couple was followed by a blonde woman and a child, the sheriff and her son, if Milah had to guess. Then another woman followed therm and the last one was Rumplestiltskin.

At the sight of her ex-husband, Milah let out a deep breath. He didn't look like the monster that killed her. He looked only a few years older than the man she married. He was walking fine, no longer needing a cane to help him walk and Milah followed him with her eyes as he was hugged by Belle and then the two of them kissed.

Not being able to look at the two of them for much longer, Milah moved her eyes around the crowd, trying to find Killian, but he wasn't one of the people that were in the middle of the docks being welcomed by others. When she finally found him, Milah was shocked in a good way at what she saw. He was still close to the Jolly, alone, watching people hugging and talking. But what surprised her the most was the fact that he looked exactly as she remembered, still wearing the pirate outfit she knew from many years ago.

Milah watched his profile. He was still young and still in his prime. His hair was ruffled by the wind that was blowing on the docks, while he was half leaning on a pillar. She continued to study him as best as she could, and then her eyes moved lower on his body. He was clearly more muscular, she could see that in the way his biceps were covered by his coat. Then she saw the reason people around the town were calling him Captain Hook. Instead of his left hand there was a silver hook, making him look more fearsome than he ever was.

He was looking at the blonde as she talked to her family. She looked at him, turned back to her family and then turned again and started to walk towards Killian. Milah watched her starting to smile as she was getting closer to Killian and he was smiling back at her as well. Milah watched their interaction, talking and smiling at each other and then at one point, the woman took Killian's hand in hers as they continued to talk. The two of them talked a bit more and then they started to walk, still hand in hand, back to the group of people that was still on the docks.

As Milah watched him starting to walk away with the woman, she felt the need to make her presence known. So before she could think more about it, she came out of her hiding place and said his name loud enough so he, and everyone else, could hear her.

"Killian," she said, hoping he would turn around.

And he did. Killian turned around, looking at her with his blue eyes and in a flash, the color on his face disappeared. She watched him as he started to tremble, stretching his hand behind him to grab Emma's. The woman turned to look at him, looked at his hand on hers, and then looked in Milah's direction, only to then look back again at Killian.

"What happened?" she heard her asking him.

"Do you see that woman?" Killian asked, his voice trembling.

Emma looked again at her and then at Killian, a strange look appearing on her face.

"I do. I see her. Killian, who is she?" she asked him.

"Killian?" Milah said his name again, no longer being able to watch the confusion on his face.

"Milah?" Killian finally said her name.

Hearing her name coming out of his mouth made her smile. But he wasn't smiling. He still had the same confused and scared look on his face so Milah took a few steps forward, stretching her hand out to him. As she did that, Killian took a step back, still holding Emma's hand tightly.

"Who are you?" Emma asked her.

Ignoring Emma's question, Milah started to talk to Killian.

"Killian, it's me," she said, trying to convince him that he wasn't seeing ghosts.

"This is impossible," Killian said, shaking his head.

"No, it's not."

"What's going on?" Emma asked Killian.

"Milah, I told you to stay away!" Ruby came from behind Emma.

"I don't listen, you know that," Milah answered.

Ruby looked at her with an unpleasant look on her face but Milah didn't care in that moment. All she cared about was Killian.

"How is this possible?" Killian asked again.

"How are you still alive?" A different voice came from the group and when Milah looked past Killian, she almost froze.

The person that just spoke was none other than Rumplestiltskin. He was looking at her intensly, but not with the same confused look that Killian had in his eyes. No, Rumplestiltskin's expressions were more curious and half annoyed about the fact that she was there.

"None of your business," Milah snapped at him.

"Hold on! What the hell is going on here? Who are you exactly?" Emma asked again, this time looking at Rumplestiltskin.

"Oh, I think you know very well who this is, Miss Swan."

Emma shook her head at him and raised her shoulders, silently questioning Milah's old husband. When it was clear that no one was going to answer her about who Milah was, she decided to take the matter into her own hands and introduce herself.

"I'm Milah. I'm Killian's-" but she couldn't finish the sentence because Killian talked faster.

"Nothing. My nothing. My Milah is dead!" he snapped.

"I'm alive!" Milah yelled at him.

"It's not possible! Not after 300 years!" he yelled back.

Emma watched as Killian was yelling at the woman and she was yelling back at him. Milah, Emma had to remember. Was this really her? Was this really the person Killian loved the most in this world? Neal's mother? Hell, Henry's grandmother?

"Mom, Dad? Why don't you take Henry to Granny's?" Emma turned to speak with her parents, knowing very well that none of them should be there right now.

"Are you sure?" Mary Margaret asked, moving her eyes from Emma to what was going on behind her and then back again to Emma.

"Yeah. I'll come there after I take care of this," Emma said, trying to smile at her.

"Ok," Mary Margaret said, still not very sure of the situation.

Emma watched as Mary Margaret turned to Henry, put her hands on his shoulders and then guided him towards town with David, Regina, the dwarves, and Granny. Only she, Killian, Ruby, Belle, Gold, and Milah remained on the docks.

"Ruby, what is going on?" she asked, since it was obvious that she knew more than anyone else there.

"This is Milah. She came into town after you left, looking for him," Ruby explained, pointing to Killian.

"She is my ex wife and Hook's ex-lover," Emma heard Gold say. "What I don't understand is how she is alive. I killed her with my own hands," Gold hissed, looking towards Milah.

Emma looked at him, then at Belle who physically took a step back at his words. She imagined it wasn't easy to hear something like that, especially coming out the way it did; like Rumplestiltskin enjoyed killing his ex-wife and would do it again in a heartbeat. Emma looked at Killian who was still by her side, frozen in place, shock still present on his face.

At least he stopped yelling, Emma thought to herself.

"Welcome to the club, dear," Milah snapped at Gold again. "No one knows how."

"Well, it can't be because of your heart, since I crushed it myself."

"Rumple, maybe we should give them some space," Belle tried to tell him.

"Oh, I think this is my concern too," Gold said, ignoring the plea that was in Belle's eyes.

"Please," Belle insisted, this time looking straight in his eyes.

Gold must have finally seen the pleading look Belle had in her eyes because he agreed to leave without another word. What he did have was a dirty look for Milah. Belle looked at Milah with something that resembled worry, then at Ruby. Emma could see that the two of them had a quick discussion just with their eyes that ended with a nod from Belle to Ruby. After that, Belle took Gold's hand and started to guide him back into town.

Emma felt like she could finally breathe when she saw Gold moving away. She wasn't in the mood for a fight with him and she was afraid that if he would have stayed here for much longer, something bad would have happened.

"Is it really you?" Emma heard Killian finally ask.

Emma turned to look at him, but he was looking at Milah with something soft in his eyes.

"I am. It's really me, Killian," Milah talked, using a soft voice.

"But how?"

"I don't know. I still have to figure that out, but I'm back, my love."

Emma jumped at the use of the phrase. She could feel jealousy making its way into her head and she hated that. She knew deep down that she had no reason to worry, but another voice in her head was asking "what if". Looking from Killian to Milah, Emma started to feel like she was out of place there like a third wheel, so she decided that maybe she should go back to Granny's and be with her family.

"Maybe I should go," she told Killian, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"No," Killian said, quickly, panicking.

"I will be at Granny's with the others," Emma tried to assure him.

"Stay. Please, Emma," Killian pleaded to her softly.

Emma let out a sigh, but nodded. She looked at Milah who had an annoyed look on her face, most likely because she was going to stay with them and then at Killian who was looking at her, panic still present on his face.

"Maybe I should be the one who should go back," Ruby said, from behind Emma.

Emma looked at her with a small smile and nodded, knowing very well that Ruby might not want to be there in the middle of everything.

"Thanks, Ruby."

"Should I let everyone know that you are still here, Emma?"

"Just my parents and Henry. Thank you, Ruby," she smiled at her. Ruby just nodded at her and left with a smile on her face.

After Ruby left, all that remained on the docks were Emma, Killian and Milah. The silence grew between them and started to become more and more uncomfortable.

"Maybe we should move this to the Jolly," Killian suggested.

Both Milah and Emma agreed it was a good idea, so the three of them started to walk back to the ship. When they got there, Emma didn't know what to do. She watched Killian as he went to sit on a barrel while Milah stayed close to one of the edges of the deck. Watching her, Emma realized that she hadn't introduced herself to Milah.

"I'm Emma," she said, holding her hand out to Milah. "I realized I hadn't introduced myself."

Milah took Emma's hand in hers and put a fake smile on her face, simply replying "Milah"..

"So…" Emma started to talk. She knew what she really wanted to ask, but she didn't know how to make it sound less… rude. "You really don't know how you are alive?" came out after a short time.

"I'm afraid not. I tried to figure it out, I even went to see the Blue Fairy. But she couldn't do much for me," Milah explained.

Emma closely studied her, trying to see if there was any lie in what she was saying, but there was none. What she said was true.

"So then why are you here?"

"To talk to Killian."

"Actually, I was wondering what you're doing here in Storybrooke," Emma said awkwardly .

"I'm here for Killian," Milah said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"I understand," Emma said, not really understanding, but at least trying to.

She looked at Killian who raised his head and looked at the two of them with a lost look. It was hard to read him in that moment.

"Killian? Please say something?" Milah asked.

"I don't know what to say," he said, looking at Milah and then at Emma. Emma tried to smile at him, tried to encourage him, but she knew she didn't succeed.

"Anything would be good," Milah said with a somewhat demanding voice that Emma didn't like.

"I can't believe you are alive," Killian finally said.

"Well, me neither."

"Although, it would have been nice if you knew why," Killian continued.

"What do you mean?" Both Milah and Emma looked at him with puzzled looks.

"People just don't come back from the dead out of the blue, Milah. Trust me, I know," Killian said, taking a look at Emma and put on a small smile. "There has to be a reason why you're alive."

"Aren't you happy?" Milah asked with a pained voice, making Emma feel sorry for her.

"I am happy, of course I am happy. I just don't understand."

"Well, you don't look very happy," Milah replied, her frustration showing.

"Milah. I'm shocked, okay? You came out of nowhere, telling me that you're alive after all this time," Killian snapped at her.

"Ruby was right. I should have let her tell you," Milah said with a sad voice.

Emma hated the whole situation, but she sympathized with both sides. On one hand, Killian was put in an impossible situation, deciding to move on with someone new when his long lost love miraculously returned back from the dead after 300 years. And on the other side, if Emma had to guess, Milah came back expecting him to be happy for her return, but instead of being met with warmth and affection, she was met with coldness, being snapped at, and overall apathy. Milah was getting her very first glimpse of Captain Hook.

Looking at the two of them, Emma decided that they both needed some time for themselves.

"Maybe you could give him some time," Emma said to Milah.

Milah nodded but then snapped at Emma.

"I still don't understand why you decided to stay here," she said quite rudely.

"I'm his… friend. I'm Killian's friend, and I didn't want to leave him alone."

"Friend?" Milah said snidely, narrowing her eyes.

"Yes."

"Maybe your friend is right, Killian," Milah said. Emma could tell that she didn't believe her. "Maybe I should give you some time alone."

"Thank you," Killian told Milah with real sincerity in his voice.

"I'm going to come back later. Or maybe tomorrow," Milah told him before she started to walk down the plank.

"Yeah, ok" Killian simply said.

"Bye Emma."

"Bye."

Emma watched as Milah left the ship. She waited to make sure that she was far enough away before she let out a deep breath she didn't realized she was holding. With Milah gone, Emma moved to sit beside Killian on another barrel.

"So that was Milah."

"Aye."

They sat in silence for a few minutes until Killian rose and went to lean on the railing, looking out towards the ocean. Emma rose from her place and went to him.

"Talk to me Killian," she said, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"How is it possible?"

"I don't know. Maybe Regina can find out. Or even Gold."

"You saw him earlier. He doesn't like the idea of her being alive."

"Let's think about that another time. Right now, something else is more important," Emma said, trying to change the subject. "How are you feeling?"

"Confused as hell? I don't understand. Why after all these years? Why now?"

"Why now?" Emma wondered about what he meant.

"It's been 300 years. Why now? Why not years ago?" Killian questioned. "Why now, after everything that happened in Neverland with us," he added, making Emma's heart sink.

"There has to be a reason," she started. "Maybe we were wrong. In Neverland, I mean," Emma said, trying to ignore Tink's voice inside her head, telling her that no, they weren't wrong.

"No, Emma. We weren't wrong. I know it. Milah being alive doesn't change that," Killian quickly dismissed her idea.

Emma tried to read him again and this time, things were clear in his eyes. There was no doubt in his eyes when it came to her and about what they shared. He had many emotions in his eyes in that moment, but there was one that scared Emma, even if she was expecting it.

"I should get back to Henry," she said, trying to look anywhere other than his eyes.

"I'm afraid I'm not really in the mood for partying right now. Do you mind if I don't come with you?"

"No. I know you need some space," she said, being completely understanding.

"Aye. That I do," he said with a small smile.

"Will you be alright?" she asked him.

"I'll try."

"Okay."

Emma wanted to leave without another word, but he still had that look in his eyes; the look that some people might describe as a "lost puppy" look, so she did the first thing that came to her mind. She leaned in and pressed her lips to his in a small, but meaningful, kiss. She felt his smile against her lips and she couldn't help but smile as well. His lips were soft and she was sure that if she proposed to stay there with him doing that for the next few hours, he wouldn't say no. But they both needed some time alone to think and get some sleep, so Emma broke the kiss, pressing her forehead to his.

"I really have to go back," she said between hard pants.

"Okay," he said with a small smile. "Will I see you tomorrow?" he asked, his voice sounding hopeful.

"Of course," she said, turning away and starting to walk off the ship. "Bye, Killian," she said, turning to face him one more time before stepping onto the gangplank.

She saw him smile and heard his "goodbye, love" behind her as she started walking down the plank.

She wanted to go home and change her clothes first, but she decided that a few more hours at Granny's wouldn't be that bad. Besides, her stomach was yelling at her to give it proper food, so she started to walk the short distance to the diner.

She still couldn't believe that Milah, the Milah, was alive and well in Storybrooke. She hoped that after Neverland, she would finally have time for herself, not only take a vacation with Henry but also take the time she needed to think about everything that happened and was going to happen with Hook. She wanted to explore this thing between them, to see where it would go, but she was afraid that now with Milah in town, things wouldn't be that easy. They had to help Milah find out why she was alive, that was for sure. And that alone might take a lot longer than what Emma was willing to give away from her own time. Besides, she needed to find out what Milah's intentions towards Killian were. Did she want to be with him again or did she want to be just friends? Right now, Emma felt like she was going to lose her mind.

Her stomach made strange noises again and Emma decided that for tonight, she was going to push all of that aside, and all she planned to do was to eat and sleep for at least ten hours.

Since the next chapter will be posted after Christmas I want to wish you all a nice Christmas with your friends and families and I hope Santa brings you everything you want.