Hello hello! I am back! I finished my exams and I can finally take care of other things, like posting new chapters and drawing. I am going back to weekly updates and in a few weeks the fic will be over *sad face*. I know you are probably sad about the news we got, I am too, but please remember that Once Upon a Time will always stay in our heart and the fandom stays alive through us.

I don't know what else to say so... here! Enjoy!

Watching Emma leaving the diner angry made Killian regret everything. From telling Milah about him and Emma, to not keeping it a secret as Emma wished, he regretted that his mistakes ruined their breakfast that started out so beautifully. He wanted to go after Emma, talk to her and explain to her what happened, but he knew that she wanted to be alone and didn't want to talk to him right now. Instead, Killian rose from the table, not finishing his food, and started to walk toward the exit, ignoring Ruby's worried look.

He went back to the docks and when he arrived, he was surprised to see that Emma's car was still where she had left it earlier. Something inside his heart told him to wait there for her because sooner or later, she would have to come back to pick up the car. However, his brain thought that was a terrible idea that could possibly make matters worse. In the end, his brain won out and he went back to his ship. He went to his cabin, looked for a piece of paper, scribbled down a quick message for Emma, and then went back to her car. He carefully arranged the paper on the front window of her car and hoped that it would stay there until she came back for her vehicle.

After that he didn't have much to do. He went back to his ship and waited, hoping that Emma would come back for her car and she would see the message and want to talk to him. Yet nothing happened all day. At one point her car disappeared, which meant that she had been there for a few minutes but he didn't see her since he wasn't staring at the car like a mad man. At least that's what he liked to think about himself. When he saw that the car was no longer there, he hoped that she would come and not ignore him. Maybe she was busy as the sheriff since she had been gone from town for so long, or maybe she was spending some time with her family, or maybe just with her son. Killian thought about those things and hoped that at least one of them were true.

Still, as the hours passed without any sign of her, he started to get more and more anxious and the thought that he royally screwed things up this time appeared in his mind. When it started to get dark outside and the sun started to slowly disappear in the ocean's waters, he was sure that she would not be coming to him today.

He was at the helm watching the sunset when he heard his name called out from behind him. He froze for a moment, hearing Emma's voice, but then he slowly turned to look at her. She was still dressed in the clothes she had on that morning and she was playing with what he recognized to be the piece of paper he had left for her. She wasn't smiling, but yet, she had another expression on her face that made him drop his shoulders. Regret. He could see the regret on her face when she looked at him.

"I got your message," she said, still playing with the paper in her hands.

"Aye," Killian nodded, not knowing for sure what else to say.

"Can I?" Emma said pointing to the place where he was, asking, most likely, if she can come there too.

Killian nodded at her and then watched her climb the five steps towards the helm. When she was beside him, she leaned on the helm, watching the water. He didn't know how to react so he mirrored her, leaning on the helm, in silence, looking towards the horizon and avoiding her eyes.

They stayed like that until Emma started to talk to him. "I'm sorry I left," she said with a whisper.

"I should be the one to apologize," he said, still not looking at her.

"No. You always apologize, even when it's not your fault."

"But it is, thought. I'm the one who didn't keep a secret when you asked me to."

Killian heard Emma take a deep breath and then saw her moving to come to stand in front of him. She had a serious look on her face and he could see that whatever she was going to say, it wasn't easy.

"You don't have to say anything you don't want to, Emma," Killian tried to assure her, seeing how hard it was for her to open up.

"But I want to," she said. She took another deep breath and started to talk. "I'm sorry for running away from you this morning."

"It's okay."

"It's not and we both know it. I run when things get complicated and in the process, I hurt you too."

"You didn't, Emma."

"Stop," Emma said, rolling her eyes. "Stop doing that. I know that I hurt you and I am sorry."

Killian was stunned by Emma's words and wasn't sure what to say. He opened his mouth, but Emma stopped him, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Listen. I have to get this out of my head, so please listen to me and don't stop me before I'm done. Okay?" she asked, completely serious. Killian nodded and Emma started to talk again.

"When I left Granny's, I thought I was angry; angry because you told Milah, angry because someone knew about us. But soon after that I realized that, in fact, I wasn't angry. I was scared, and my walls went up faster than I could think. I was scared because Milah knowing, both about the kiss and about the True Love thing, meant that it was something real. Something that exists and is real. And I wasn't ready for that, you know that."

Killian looked at her, amazed by her confession. He imagined she had been angry when she left; she should have been angry. He knew that her walls were going up, because ever since they met when they were together, Killian tried to take small steps in tearing down her walls and always, at one point in the conversation, her walls grew back, higher than before. So when she left that morning, the fire in her eyes was hiding the walls that were starting to grow again.

"I met Milah," Emma said, stopping his thoughts.

"What?" Killian asked, his eyes growing large at what she said.

"After I left, I went to the park and while I was there, she came over," Emma said, smiling. "She told me I could go and talk to her if I ever needed a friend."

"She did that?"

"Why, are you surprised?"

"She wasn't too happy when she left last night," Killian explained, remembering Milah's face when she left.

"She told me that she was upset yesterday, but that she is not anymore," Emma said, surprising him with her words.

"Why?" he asked with a high voice.

"She's happy for you, Killian," Emma explained.

"She told you that?"

"Among other things," Emma said, and he could see that there was something else she wasn't telling him. "She said we could try to be friends and it made me realize something."

"What?"

"That Milah knowing about us isn't a danger. She won't tell anyone, I know it."

"She won't," Killian assured Emma. He knew that Milah would never do that to him.

"I know. I just needed to hear it from her."

"I understand," Killian said, totally understanding Emma's reasons.

Emma looked at him with a look that somehow resembled shyness. "She also made me realize something else."

"What was that?" Killian asked softly.

Emma turned her whole body to him and touched his biceps. "That I shouldn't be afraid of you. Of us," Emma said, moving her hand higher on his arm. "But I am still not sure of what I feel or what to do."

"It's okay," Killian assured her. "I told you I can be very patient."

"Yes, but I know how you feel, and I promise that I will take care of your feelings," Emma said, her hand finally reaching his cheek.

"Thank you, Emma," Killian said softly.

He saw Emma's face leaning forward toward his and he closed his eyes, letting his head fall toward hers. Their lips pressed together in a sweet kiss and Killian could taste something sweet like chocolate on Emma's lip. The feeling of her lips pressed to his made him feel better after a full day of worrying that he screwed this up.

When he wanted to deepen the kiss, Killian felt Emma's lips starting to pull away so he opened his eyes and looked at her. Emma had a small smile on her face and that made him smile as well. He felt good in that moment and he would have been happy if a bubble would've fall over them and covered them to the eyes of the whole world.

But then she took her eyes away from him and looked at the sky. Killian did the same and finally realized that darkness was surrounding them.

"It's dark outside," Killian observed. "Should I accompany you back on your way back home?"

"Are you that eager to get rid of me?" Emma teased him.

"Never," Killian said, looking into her eyes.

"I'm not going home tonight," Emma said.

"Why? Where are you going to sleep?" Killian asked, surprised at the fact that she wasn't going back to her parents' home.

"I want to let Mary Margaret and David have a night of their own," Emma explained. "I was going to get a room at Granny's."

"What about Henry?"

"He's at Regina's."

Killian hummed at her words. If she was not going home and if Henry was at Regina's, he wanted to ask her to stay, but he didn't know how she was going to react.

"I can see you thinking, Killian," Emma said, stopping him from thinking about what to do.

"I was wondering…," Killian started, still not being sure of his proposal.

"What?" Emma asked him.

"Would you want to stay here tonight?" Killian finally asked her.

"I don't have anything to sleep in," Emma said with a teasing tone to her voice.

"We could easily take care of that," Killian said, using the same tone she did.

Emma got closer to him and put a hand on his chest. "What do you mean by that?"

"That I can find some old shirt for you," Killian said, continuing with the teasing.

"What about dinner?"

"Can't you ask Ruby to bring some food?" Killian asked her, knowing very well that Ruby could deliver some food to the Jolly for them.

"That sounds like a good idea," Emma agreed, nodding.

Emma smiled at him and then grabbed her phone to call Ruby. Killian watched her talking for a few minutes with the wolf girl and during that time, Emma gave her different names of food and instructions. While they waited for Ruby to come with the food, Killian made Emma stay on deck while he went back to the cabin to prepare it for the night. He knew he would be going too far if he did something too special, so he just lit two candles so there would be enough light in the room and found an old, long t-shirt for Emma to wear during the night. After that, he took a blanket and went back on deck to Emma.

Back on deck, Killian saw Emma sitting on a wooden box and perched beside her on another wooden box were two bags with Granny's logo on them. Emma smiled when he showed her the blanket, and he moved closer to her. He put it on the deck and they sat on it while Emma took the food out of the bags.

Under the night's sky, they ate together watching the stars. Killian pointed out some of the more important constellations, making certain that he showed her the Cygnus. He also made sure to tell her the story about that constellation. Emma listened to him, fascinated the whole time, and she told him that from time to time, he was a walking encyclopedia. Killian just laughed and continued to tell her stories and point out the stars.

After that, they retired to the cabin for the rest of the night. As they entered the cabin, they were hit by the pleasant warmth radiating from inside. Killian didn't have any plans for that night. He wasn't going to make a move, but as the minx she was, Emma had other plans.

She started to undress in front of him without a single warning and at first, Killian didn't know how to react. He watched her as she pulled off the white t-shirt she had been wearing that day and then she started to swing her hips from side to side as she pulled off her jeans.

"Emma," Killian whispered her name.

Emma just turned her head over her shoulder and smiled at him mischievously. That's when Killian lost it. He went to Emma, put his hand and hook on her hips and started to kiss the place between her neck and shoulder.

As it turned out, Emma ended up not needing anything to wear that night to bed.

The next morning, Killian woke up with Emma in his arms. Her back was turned to him and he had his nose buried in her hair. He lifted his head as best as he could while trying not to move too much so he could look at her. She was sleeping peacefully in his arms and he couldn't have been happier. He looked outside and saw that it was still early, so he tried to get out of bed slowly as to not wake Emma. When he saw that she hadn't moved at all, he got up from the bed, put on a pair of pants and left the room.

Outside, the air was chilly but not enough to force Killian to want to put on a shirt. He sat on a box and enjoyed the fresh air of the morning while thinking about the goodness that was still asleep below deck in his bed. The blanket they shared the night before was still laying on the deck, neither of them bothering with it the night before and he smiled at the memory. He eyed the bag of food from Granny's that had been left untouched and went to see what was in it.

He took out a box and when he opened it, he saw that there were what Emma asked for the day before at breakfast. Pancakes, if he remembered the name right. He smiled at the thought that Emma might have thought about them sharing breakfast together again. As he was looking at the other items inside the bag, he didn't hear the movements behind him. He just felt two arms coming around him from behind.

"You're up early," Emma's soft voice sounded in his ear.

He turned his head and smiled at her. Her arms were still around his torso, hugging him from behind. He smiled at her and started to talk.

"I am, and so are you. Although, you were asleep when I left the cabin."

"I heard you when you left the room."

"I'm sorry I woke you."

"It's okay," she said, smiling softly at him.

She released him and he turned to face her. When he turned around, Emma started to move her hands on his naked torso, her fingers making different patterns on his chest hair.

"You know, people can see you," Emma said, looking at him.

"If they can see me, they can see you too," Killian said, taking a better look at her. She was dressed in just his black shirt, and she looked absolutely sinful.

Killian was getting ready to kiss her and maybe start, right there, on the deck of the Jolly, another round of the activities they had engaged in the night before in the shadows of his cabin. But as he was leaning closer to her lips, they heard a voice call out from behind them, making both of them jump.

"Hi!"

Emma and Killian quickly separated as soon as they realized the voice was talking to them. They looked behind them and saw Milah standing on the deck with a smile on her face.

"Hello you two," she said again.

"Hi, Milah," Emma said, trying to smile and hide her blush at the same time.

"Milah," Killian saluted Milah, dropping his head down and scratching behind his ear.

Milah started to laugh at them and when she stopped, she started to speak, keeping the smile on her face. "Oh you two, stop. It's not like I don't know about you."

"What are you doing here so early, Milah?" Killian asked her.

Hearing Killian's question to Milah, Emma had to admit that she had the same thought ever since she saw the woman there before them. But Emma didn't want to be rude and ask Milah why she was there, especially after Milah caught them in the middle of kissing.

"I came to talk to you," Milah answered Killian.

"I should let you two talk then," Emma said, not wanting to interrupt anything.

"Actually, Emma, I wanted to talk to you too. About the same thing," Milah said.

"Oh. Then maybe I can go and put on some clothes and then come back?" Emma said, pointing to the single piece of clothing that was covering her. "I really hate to talk to someone if I don't have some pants on."

"Sure," Milah said with a big smile.

"Maybe I should go and put something on as well," Killian said too. Milah nodded at him and with that, he and Emma started to walk below deck.

As soon as they entered the cabin, Emma started talking.

"What do you think she wants to talk about?" she asked Killian.

"I don't know, but maybe we should hurry?"

"Yes," Emma said, pulling the black shirt she wore over her head, his black shirt to be exact. "Here," she said, throwing it to him.

He failed to catch the shirt because he was staring at her. Emma realized that without his shirt, she was now just in her bra and underwear, and Emma wanted to laugh at Killian's expression. She would have teased him about it if Milah wasn't on deck waiting for them, soshe didn't say anything. Instead, she started to put on her clothes from yesterday and went to the small mirror Killian had in his cabin to arrange her hair. After that, she turned to Killian who was still looking at her, only he was dressed now as well.

"Ready?" she asked, teasing him with a playful smile.

"Yes, let's go," Killian said, opening the door for her.

Emma exited the room with Killian close to her and started to climb the stairs that led back to the deck, where Milah was waiting for them.

"We're back," Emma announced once she returned to deck.

Milah smiled at her and waited until Killian came on deck too.

"I'm glad to see you are happier today, Emma," Milah told her with a wink. Emma smiled at her and then Milah started to talk again. "There is something important I want to talk to you about Killian. And Emma, I am more than happy that you are here too to hear this."

"Are you okay?" Emma asked. Milah's choice of words worried Emma that maybe there was something going on, or that maybe Gold did something to her during the night.

"Yes, yes, I'm okay," Milah assured her. She took a deep breath and then continued. "I was wondering if maybe you two could help me figure out why I am still alive," Milah explained.

"You what?" Killian asked , and Emma could hear the surprise in his voice.

Emma didn't know how to react to that. Milah's request surprised her too and she didn't know exactly what to say. How could they help her find out how and why she was still alive?

"Why us?" Killian asked, recovering from the shock faster than herself.

"So far, while you were still in Neverland, I trusted only two people in this town, and those people were Belle and Ruby. After you came back, I knew I could trust Killian with anything. And then I got to know you a little too, Emma. After our talk yesterday, I decided I really like you and as I said, I think we could be good friends. But back to my problem. Both Belle and Ruby talked greatly about you. They admire you and they always said that they wished you could have been here to help us with our search."

"You trust me with something like this?" Emma asked at the same time Killian asked "Your search?"

Milah smiled at them and nodded. "Yes, Emma, I trust you. And our search, Killian, because both Ruby and Belle tried to help me find an answer."

"How?" Emma asked, narrowing her eyes.

"First, we tried to find an answer with books. But then, when we couldn't find anything, Ruby took me to this woman, Mother Superior, and said that maybe she could help me. We went to see Mother Superior and after exactly ten minutes, she waved a wand around me and then said that she can't help me with anything."

"To be honest, she was never that helping of a person," Emma commented about Mother Superior, remembering that every time Emma needed help from the fairy, she could not or would not want to help her.

"Yes, I got that feeling too," Milah agreed with Emma. "So I was thinking that maybe you could help me."

"I would like to help you, Milah. But I have no idea how," Emma said truthfully.

"Don't you have magic?" Milah asked.

"I do, but I don't know how to use it very well."

Killian, who only listened until that moment spoke up. "We could ask Regina," he proposed.

"The Evil Queen?" Milah asked, her eyebrows jumping at the mention of Regina.

"She is not that evil anymore, trust me," Emma said.

"Maybe Henry could ask her?" Killian asked Emma.

"I want to talk to her first,. I'm sure I can convince her to agree," Emma said, not really wanting to put Henry in the middle of things.

"Speaking of Henry-" Milah started to say, but Emma was faster, raising her hand to stop her from continuing.

"I've already talked to him," Emma said with a smile. "He really wants to meet you."

"Really?"

"Yes!'

"This is amazing!" Milah said, happy at Emma's words.

"It is," Emma agreed with her. "I can ask him if he wants to get together today. Maybe Regina can bring him to Granny's or to the park to give you some time to talk while we," Emma said pointing between herself and Killian, "talk to Regina and see if there is anything we can do."

"Thank you, Emma!" Milah said happily.

What happened next surprised Emma and she didn't know quite exactly how to react. Milah jumped in front of Emma and hugged her.

Almost two hours later, Emma, Killian, and Milah were waiting in the park for Regina and Henry to arrive. Emma was glad that she had time to go back to the loft to change her clothes. She left again without too many questions from Mary Margaret and David. She left as quickly as she could and jumped in her bug to get back to Milah and Killian who were waiting for her in the park. As she drove towards the park, she called Regina and asked her to bring Henry to the park and that Emma had something to talk to her about as well.

The three of them were on a bench drinking coffee, or hot chocolate in Emma's case, when Emma saw Henry running towards them. She rose and walked towards him, hugging him when he was in front of her.

"Milah is here," she whispered to him with a smile.

"Nice," Henry said with a smile too. "So, am I going to meet her today?"

"Mhm," Emma nodded. "You are going to spend some time with her while I talk about something with Regina."

"And Hook?"

"What about him?"

"What is he doing here?" Henry said, pointing behind Emma towards where Killian was sitting.

"He has to talk with Regina," Emma explained. "Actually, we both have to talk with her."

"Must be important."

"It's about Milah."

"Oh."

"Come," Emma said, guiding Henry back to Killian and Milah.

Regina was a few steps behind them the whole time they talked and when they started to walk towards the bench where Killian and Milah were waiting, Regina started to walk with them as well.

"Hi, Hook!" Henry said when he was face to face with Killian.

"Hello lad, how are you today?" Killian asked with a smile.

"I'm fine. A bit excited," Henry said as he moved his eyes from Killian to Milah and then back to Killian.

Emma saw that he did it quickly and if she hadn't have been watching him, she might not have noticed. But she did, and she could tell that he was nervous, and he had every right to be. She was too, to be honest, because she didn't know what was going to happen. To encourage him, Emma smiled and put a hand on his back.

Emma gestured towards Milah. "Henry," she said, looking at him, "This is Milah."

"Hi," Henry said, smiling at her.

"Hello Henry. It's very nice to meet you," Milah said. Emma could swear that tears were hidden behind her eyes.

"I'm Regina," Regina said before anyone else could speak.

"Milah," Milah said taking Regina's hand and squeezing it.

"You're Gold's ex-wife, right?" Regina asked suspiciously. "And also his ex?" she continued, pointing at Killian.

"Regina!" Emma snapped at her.

"It's okay, Emma," Milah said with a calm voice, rising from the bench and coming face to face with Regina. "Yes. I was the Dark One's wife and Killian's love."

"We call him Mr. Gold or Rumplestiltskin in this world," Regina said.

"I will try to remember that the next time I say his name," Milah said, and Emma could see that she was trying to hide the disgust in her voice.

Emma watched the whole discussion half amused and half annoyed that Henry had to watch it too. It was clear that Milah didn't like Gold and Regina didn't like Milah, so this was going to be something really interesting. Yet, she prefered if such discussions didn't take place right in front of Henry where he had to witness it.

"Henry," Emma started to talk to him. "Why don't you and Milah go to that ice cream cart over there and get some ice cream so you can talk?" Emma said, showing him the small ice cream cart that was close to them.

"What?" Regina snapped, but Emma decided to ignore her for the moment.

Instead, she smiled at Henry and encouraged him to go with Milah. Milah smiled gratefully at Emma and together, they started to walk towards the little cart.

"You are leaving my child with a stranger, Emma?" Regina snapped at her again. This time, Emma took a deep breath and started to speak.

"No, I am leaving our child with his grandma."

"Emma! You don't know that woman!"

"Regina, they are over there," Emma said, showing her where Milah and Henry were. They were in front of the ice cream cart, and Henry was excitedly talking to Milah.

"And what if she suddenly decides to take him away?"

"She won't. We talked to her. Milah will stay here on a bench close to ours so you can both look after him," Killian said.

"What do you know, Guyliner?" Regina snapped at him too.

"Stop it Regina. I wouldn't leave my kid with someone I didn't trust. Milah won't hurt him; she just wants to talk to him."

"And what do you want from me?"

"Sit? Please?" Emma asked, showing her the free space beside her and Killian.

Regina let out a deep breath but she moved towards the free space beside Emma. She sat down and Emma looked away from her to where Henry and Milah were sitting. They were now sitting at a bench near theirs, talking. Emma could tell that Henry was talking about something that made him excited, while Milah was listening to him with an awestruck look on her face.

"So? What did you want to talk about?" Regina asked her again.

"We wanted to talk about Milah."

"What about her?"

"We want to figured out why she's alive and we need your help to do that," Emma quickly explained.

Regina moved her eyes from Emma to Milah and studied her for a few seconds, then looked back at Emma. "She looks fine to me," Regina said, raising her shoulders in an indifferent move.

"Yes, but she shouldn't be alive," Killian spoke this time. "She died 300 years ago."

"So she shouldn't be alive," Regina completed Killian's sentence.

"Exactly."

"I don't know Emma," Regina said again.

"Look, I know you don't trust her, because you don't know her, but look at her and Henry," Emma said, pointing to the place where Henry and Milah were sitting, talking, and laughing. "Henry seems happy. And she is, after all, his grandmother."

"Look, Your Majesty, if you won't do it because we're asking you, then at least do it for Henry," Killian told her.

After a few minutes of silence, during which Emma could tell that Regina was thinking about what she and Killian had said, Regina finally spoke again.

"What do you know so far?" she asked Emma, rolling her eyes.

"Milah said she investigated her situation before she came to Storybrooke, but she found nothing," Killian said.

"She also said that she was looking for answers at our library with Belle, but they didn't find much. They asked Mother Superior for help, but she refused to help," Emma explained.

"Yes, that blue flying thing was never helpful," Regina commented about Mother Superior. "Maybe I could take a better look at her?" Regina said, looking towards Milah again. "Maybe try a few spells on her?"

"She said she has some foggy memories. She said they were coming to her as dreams, but she is sure they are memories," Killian said, surprising even Emma with that.

"We could take a look at that as well," Regina agreed. "How willing do you think she would be to let me try some magic on her?"

"Not very," Killian said.

"Then it will be hard to determine what exactly is going on."

"We'll talk to her," Emma assured Regina.

"Good."

"Moms!" Henry started to yell for them.

Emma and Regina rose their heads at the same time, looking towards him. Henry was running towards them with Milah close behind.

"Yes, Henry? Did something happen?" Regina asked panicked as soon as Henry was in front of them.

Emma could see the way Regina was looking at Milah. If Henry said that Milah did something he didn't like, Emma was sure Regina would kill her a second time and she would make sure that Milah will not come back ever again.

"Yes, yes, I'm perfect," Henry said, nodding frantically at them. "I was talking to Milah and she said she was trying to find answers about why and how she is alive."

"That's what we're trying to do Henry," Emma assured him. "Regina agreed to help us."

"She did?" Henry asked, completely surprised.

"You did?" Milah asked at the same time.

"Yes," Regina answered both of them. "But you will have to allow me to try some magic on you."

"I am not sure about that."

"It's going to be okay," Emma told her. "We'll talk about this later," Emma assured Milah.

"I was thinking," Henry said. "Maybe I can talk to grandpa about helping us."

"Henry, Mr. Gold is not really happy that Milah is here."

"I know. But Milah told me that she is good friends with Belle. And Belle is Mr. Gold's True Love," Henry started to explain. "Between Belle and me, I am sure we can make him agree to help us."

"I don't know about that, Henry."

"I want to help, and I really think I can help you with this."

"We should let Regina try what she has in mind first, Henry," Emma tried to make him understand.

"Okay, but if she can't do it, can I talk to him?"

"Yes, Henry, you can," she said, not wanting to argue with him on the subject any longer.

"Awesome!"

"I need to go see what I can find in my books," Regina said, rising from her place. "Henry?" Regina asked with a questioning look to him, silently asking if he was going with her.

"I want to stay with Emma tonight," Henry said, looking to Emma. "If you want?"

"Yes!" Emma said, afraid she might have sounded just a little too desperate.

"Okay, Henry," Regina hugged Henry and then look at the others. "I will let you know what I can find, Emma."

"Of course, thank you."

With that, Regina left, leaving Emma, Henry, Hook, and Milah alone.

"So? What do we do now?" Henry asked Emma.

"I don't know. I'm free today, so what do you want to do, kid?"

"We could show Milah the town. Have you had time to look around?"

"I did," Milah said with a smile.

"Then…," Henry said, starting to think. "I know! We can go to Granny's and you can finally tell me more about Neverland."

"Let's go to the beach," Emma proposed, not being in the mood for Granny's dinner. "Since it will be much calmer and less crowded than Granny's," she explained to him.

"Okay," Henry agreed with her and then looked at Milah. "Are you coming?"

"I'm afraid I can't. I promised Ruby I would help her at Granny's and since you came back in town, I haven't had that much time for that."

"Oh, okay," Henry said and then talked to Killian. "What about you?"

"I think you need some alone time with your mother, lad."

"Okay. Will you still teach me how to sail?"

"Of course."

"Let's go, Henry," Emma told him. "What do you say if first we stop at Granny's to get some take-out?"

"Perfect."

All of them left the park at the same time. Killian started to walk alone towards the docks while Milah started to walk towards Granny's. Emma offered to give her a ride, but Milah assured her that she liked to walk around the town and walking to the diner was fine with her. Emma and Henry climbed in the car and drove towards the diner.

There, she asked Granny to make them a picnic basket and when it was done, the two of them got back in the car and drove towards the beach for some mother-son bonding time.