Emma walked into the sheriff station, surprised to find Sophia sitting at her desk, drawing in her sketchbook. It has been a few days now since Sophia first showed up here in town. They shared lunch a few times at Granny's but if she wasn't with her Sophia was with Killian. That was why she was even more surprised to see that Killian wasn't anywhere in the office.

"Hey kid, what are you doing here?" she asked as she walked closer to her desk.

Sophia looked up, a bright smile on her face, "waiting for you, I was wondering if you would like to visit the stables with me."

Emma was a little surprised by the sudden question, "why didn't you ask Killian? I thought you to where close."

"He couldn't come, he said he was looking for a job today"

That surprised Emma even more. For as long as she knew him he has always been unemployed. But Killian has been surprising her a lot lately, she hasn't arrested him for a full 4 days now and he seems to get in less trouble ever since Sophia got here. Somehow it made her think different about Killian, how he was willing to stay out of trouble for a kid. That thought made her drift to something else and before she knew it she was imagining Killian with a little baby in his arms. She mentally slapped herself for thinking about him like that. She was brought back to reality by Sophia's voice.

"So… are you coming?"

"I have the morning shift but I'm free after lunch, how about we meet at Granny's at two and go to the stables together."

Sophia smiled and gathers her stuff, "great!" Emma's heart warmed at the girls excitement to spend the day with her. "see you at Granny's!" Sophia called over her shoulder as she exited the station.

Emma was really getting attached to the girl, she somehow reminded her of herself. She also admired how she carried herself through life, with so much hope for the future. At that age Emma never smiled like Sophia did, never laughed that bright. She knew they had gone through the same, Sophia told her about her life in the system and Emma could relate to every feeling, everything except her hope. Her hope for a family.

Sophia was stronger than she was that age and Emma felt kind of proud sometimes. She didn't know why she felt proud, Sophia wasn't her daughter, but sometimes she wished she was. It was crazy, really, how her thought drifted sometimes. It happened a lot lately, she would imagen a family with Sophia as her daughter. Her thought also brought Killian up more than often, every time she saw him with Sophia she felt a her heart squeeze at the sight. She shook her head at those thought and when to sit in her chair behind her desk.

Looking through the papers on her desk, she was never very organised. Between the mess of paper she was a sheet of paper that looked different. She pulled it out of the mess and saw that it was sketch paper. On it was a drawing of a swan with flowers, beneath it was written: 'Thank you, Emma for everything'

Emma smiled at the drawing. Perhaps this girl didn't only change Killian but also Emma for a bit as she felt tears sting behind her eyes. Emma Swan never cried, and if she cried it was of sadness. Still, here she was, letting a tear roll down her cheek, feeling a happiness she never felt before because someone went through the trouble of making a drawing for her.

A campfire was cracking in the clearing where Emma and Snow settled for the night. They found some fruits for dinner and were now sound asleep, rapped in their cloaks, next to the warmth of the fire. Well, Snow was asleep. Emma on the other hand lay wide awake. She was to exited to go to sleep. Tomorrow they would spend the night in the Middlemist flower field under the moon, she knew she should sleep or she would be to exhausted tomorrow.

Although her best intentions to fall asleep she stayed awake. She sighed and got up, perhaps stretching her legs would help. She gave her mother one last glance before walking in the forest. She knew it would be a bad idea to wander too far off, so she stayed close. Looking up she saw the moon, bright and shining, almost full.

As she wandered the forest she thought about the story. The story of a man and a woman. The man was pure of heart and cared for every living creator. He had lived hundreds of years, had seen more pain and agony then any man alive and still cared for every living soul, because to him, everyone mattered. One day he met a woman and fell in love. Her favourite flowers where the Middlemist flowers, so for her birthday he planted the flower in the field where they first met. He promised her that he would never leave her and that no matter how many flower grew in the field it never even came close to how much he loved her.

But the man was burdened, burdened with internal life. He knew one day he had to see her die while he would live on. Eventually he found a way, a way to become mortal and live out his days as any other. The only problem was the price, to become mortal he had to trade with someone. Luckily he had an apprentice that he trusted. The woman hear of his plan, but didn't agree. She didn't want him to become mortal, she wanted to become immortal.

So she followed them and tricked her love in to trade his immortality with her mortality, but the woman's heart wasn't pure like his. She became dark and killed people without mercy. One night, at a full moon, he came to the field of flowers. He found a way to stop her, but the only way was to kill himself in the proses. After everything, he didn't want to live without the woman he loved or with her as an killing beast.

So at midnight, when the moon was at its highest, in the field he one planted for her to show his love, he ended his and her live with the beautiful field of flowers altogether. It was a sad story, but it didn't end there, because his love for her was strong, so strong that one of the flowers survived. That one flower was found by a woman years later. The woman admired the flower so much that her lover recreated the field and asked her to marry him under a full moon in the field. Ever since, the field was known as an place full of love, not only for lovers, but for mothers and daughter, father and son, brother and sister and for friends, for their friendship to never end.

Emma always dreamt of meeting her True Love in the field or him asking her to marry her there. She knew was just a child dream, but somehow it now felt so real. Perhaps she could meet him there tomorrow night, perhaps he could ask her to marry him there if she has been there before. She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't notice how far she had walked from the camp. Looking back she couldn't see the light of the fire anymore. She turned to head back to the camp but stopped dead in her track at the sound of voices.

She looked around to find a hiding place or a weapon. Grabbing a stick, she ducked in the bushes. The voices came closer, they were now close enough for Emma to hear what they said:

"The king is not going to be happy to know about this," said one of the voices.

"We still have to tell him," the other said.

"We do, but how is it even possible? He send him 300 years back in time!" Emma's eyes widened at that.

"They say he spend them in Neverland, so he wouldn't age and is now back for revenge."

Emma's heart pounded in her chest. '300 years spend in Neverland can make a man forget' Hook had said. Was Hook the person they were after? Why would he want revenge on the king? Why had the king-

"Two women left the ship with his crew."

Emma swallowed.

"So?" she heard the men stop just a few feet away from her.

"One of them, the blond one, seemed to be his lover"

"How do you know?"

"They kissed before she left and he looked heartbroken. If we find her, we can use her to manipulate him."

Emma swallowed again but this time it did nothing to the lump in her throat. They were after him, after her. What was she going to do? She knew Hook didn't care that much about her, he wouldn't care if she died, would he? Did he really look heartbroken? They only knew each other for a week and most of the time he'd been avoiding her. Why would he look heartbroken? Why-

Before she could finish her thought she felt something hard and cold hit the back of her head. She could just make out a figure of a man -a guard- before the world went black.

Half an hour before she should meet Emma Sophia walked into Granny's to find Killian sitting in one of the booths. She walked over to him and sat down on the upside side of him, "found a job?"

He looked up from his plate and gave her a smile, "aye, I have."

"Tell me," she said and stole one of his fries.

"Well, first I went to the docks, nothing there. Then I went looking in town, it appears that my reputation doesn't do me any good on that part. and then I remembered what you said about the stables, so I went there and the man who owns it is really nice. He said he believes in redemption and forgiveness."

"You got a job at the stables?"

"Aye"

"When do you start?"

"In a few minutes my lunch break will be over and I have to head back."

Sophia's face lit up as an idea formed in her head. This was just to perfect.

"What are you thinking, lass? I know that look, Emma always looks that way when she is up to something."

"You'll now soon enough, just make sure that there are 3 horses saddled up."

He gave her a suspicious look, "Why?"

"We are going to get our hearts racing," she answered with a wicked smile.

Snow woke up the next morning. She looked over at were Emma was supposed to lay. Her heart sank as she saw her daughter was gone. She stood up immediately, looking around, hoping her daughter would just appear from behind a tree.

"Emma?" she called.

No answer.

"Emma!" louder this time.

Still no answer. Fear crawled up in her as she kept looking around. She found the trail of her daughters boots and let out a sigh of relief. She followed the trail until it was met with more footprints. She kneeled down to inspect the ground, they were dragging something… or someone. Snows heart shank at the thought of Emma being knocked out and dragged away.

She followed the trail as far as it went, until it stopped abruptly. Like they were just poofed away, like magic. What was she going to do? Snow looked around her, for any sign, any misplaced object, just anything that would tell her where her daughter was taken to.

She stood up. Walking back, she tried to come up with a plan to find her. She would need someone who was good at finding things or people that were stolen. Someone who could was good at finding something of great value. Someone like… a pirate.

A/N: thank you all who read my story! I was thinking that maybe I could post a prequel of the flashbacks, the story before the curse. Tell me if you guys would like to read that and what you want to see happen next. :)