"What about this?" Killian asked Sophia as he came back from the bathroom into the bedroom. Sophia was sitting on his bed and shook her head. He asked her to come over and help him prepare for his date with Emma. "What's wrong with it?"

"Polo's don't suit you," Sophia answered.

"Everything suit's me, sweetheart, remember that."

Sophia laughed and Killian found himself joining her after a moment.

"Just… put something else on," Sophia said as she waved him back into the bathroom.

"Fine," he groaned and closed the door behind him again. A few minutes later he came back into the bedroom again. "and this?" he asked with a raised eyebrow and circled around. This has to be the fourth time he changed, it better be worth it.

Sophia looked at him closely and nodding in approval, "put your leather jacket over this and you are perfect to go."

He grabbed his jacket and put it on. Sophia stood up and followed him toward the front door of his house. He opened the door but before he left he turned back to Sophia.

"You sure you're going to be okay while I'm gone?" he asked her

She rolled her eyes, "I'll be fine, don't worry and go have fun."

"I will, don't stay up to long. Just because I have a TV doesn't mean you can watch all night."

"Can I stay up till Doctor Who?"

"Fine, but only because it's the best series ever, don't spoiler anything tomorrow though. After that you go straight to bed, deal?"

"Deal."

Killian kissed her forehead, "goodnight, sweetheart." He turned then and left.

"Make sure to kiss her goodnight!" she called after him with a smile. He gave her a last thumbs-up before getting in his car and driving away. She closed the door and walked upstairs to her room. Without her knowing her father had prepared a room for her. He had given her a few basic furniture items like a bed, a desk with a desk chair, a bookcase and a wardrobe. He had also bought a lot of different kind of paint and paintbrushes saying she could paint on the walls however and whenever she liked. He told her that next week they would go shopping for more items for her room as a 'late birthday present' as he called it. She couldn't help but feel absolutely excited and happy about how things were going.

Walking into her room she grabbed her phone and sat on her new bed. She set a timer for when Doctor Who would be on and some music. Placing her phone on her desk she got up and grabbed a few paintbrushes. She opened a few paint buckets, dipped her paintbrush into the paint and starting to paint while dancing to the music.

"Here it is," Killian said as they approached a tunnel with an iron fence in the sidewall of the castle. "The only problem is the fence that was placed here after my last escape through here."

"That won't be a problem," Snow said and searched for something in her satchel. When she found what she was looking for and held it up to him. "Fairy dust, I always have some with for occasions like this."

Killian was stunned for a bit when she walked forward and placed a bit of the dust on her hand, blowing it on the iron fence. In only a few second the entire gate was gone. Snow walked inside and he followed behind her. They were so close now, the only thing they have to do now is find out where they kept Emma, take her and get the Hell out of here.

Killian drove to Emma's apartment. He had picked up a rose on the way and was getting more nervous by the second. What if he screwed up? What if this was too soon or too much and she pushes him away forever? Sophia would hate him if he screwed up. He shook his head, now was not the time to think about that. He repeated the planning of the evening through his head. He would pick her up, give her the rose, ride them to the restaurant, take a walk on the docks, then bring her home and if he was lucky enough he might get to kiss her goodnight.

He parked his car in front of her building, grabbing the rose and stepped out of the car. He took a few deep breaths, fixing his hair in the reflection of the car window and turned to enter the building. A few second later he stood before her door, rose behind his back. He knocked a few times and waited. It seemed like forever till she opened the door.

For a few seconds he was speechless, she was a true vision. Her light pink dress hugged her curves perfectly and showed just enough of her long legs. Her golden curls flowed over her shoulders and he wanted to ran his fingers through them while kissing her senseless. But he kept himself for the time being, she may be his wife but she didn't know it.

"You look stunning, Swan," he said after a while. He stepped forward and gave her the rose. She looked shocked for a moment by the sudden sweet gesture but took the rose eventually. A smile tugged on her lips as she smelled it. His own smile grew when a small blush creeped it's way up on her face.

"Give me a second," she said and disappeared in her apartment. His smile faded after a while when she still didn't return. Was the rose too much? Did he… his thoughts were stopped when she finally came back, she was no longer holding the rose. She probably just put it away.

"Ready to go," he asked her and extended his arm for her to take. She nodded and took his arm, walking with him out of her apartment, out of the building and into his car. He started the engine and drove out of the parking space. After a moment of silence she spoke;

"Where are we going?"

"A restaurant"

She rolled her eyes, "I got that far."

He let out a soft chuckle, "It's a surprise."

"What if I don't like surprises?"

"What if I know that you do?" at this she turned to look at him. Did he say something wrong? One thing he was sure of, he really had to relax or he wouldn't get through the evening without enjoying it just a bit. Luckily they just arrived at the restaurant before she could question him further. He got out, rushed around the car and opened her door making a bow.

"What a gentleman," she said with a playful smile. He closed the car door behind her and leaned in close to her ear.

"I'm always a gentleman," he whispered and he saw another blush making its way up her face. He smiled as she looked away. "Shall we?"

Sneaking inside had been easy, finding out where they held Emma even more. It was too easy. Snow and Killian stood before a big wooden door. They heard guards speaking about Emma, that she was held in this room. Killian silently drew his sword and Snow grabbed an arrow, laying it on the rest of her bow. Killian nodded at her, she nodded back and kicked the doors open, raising her bow.

"Let my daughter go," she growled as she saw Arthur standing before Emma.

"No! it's a trap!" Emma screamed at them.

Killian rushed forward with his sword raised, ready to launch but his body froze in place. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Snow has been frozen too. Arthur smiled wicked at them and a woman in black and green appeared from behind a pillar, also with a wicked smile.

"Just in time," Arthur said. "Zelena, if you would be so kind." He gestured to Emma.

"With pleasure," Zelena walked to Emma with a vial in her hand. Arthur stepped back and Zelena opened the vial, standing before Emma. Emma kept her mouth shut tight. "She's a stubborn one."

With a swipe of her hand Emma opened her mouth but Killian saw she didn't do it willingly. Her eyes where full of fear as she looked at him while Zelena poured the potion in her mouth. With another swipe Emma closed her mouth, swallowed and her gaze was cast down. Zelena quickly moved away and Arthur kneeled down before her.

Emma looked into his eyes and Killian knew something was very wrong, because she looked at him like he was the love of her life. "Arthur," he heard her whisper. Something inside Killian broke with the way she said it. Her binds were suddenly unbound and she threw herself against Arthur.

"Slow down darling, we have company," Arthur gestured toward Killian and she looked over at him. Her eyes darkened at the sight of him and he only saw hate in her gaze that was full of love just a few second ago. She stood up and walked toward him. He felt that he had been released from whatever spell he had been under. Emma stood before him now and his heart hammered in his chest. In her gaze he only found hate, anger and o so much hate. Every piece of his broken heart broke again, it only got worse when she spoke to him.

"You arrogant, dirty pirate," she began and he took a step back as she took one forward, "you stupid, selfish bastard!"

"Why, if I may ask, are you calling me that?" he tried not to take it to personally because he knew she was under some kind of spell, still it hurts him.

"Why do you think?" she pointed at him as she continued, "Arthur told me everything before you arrived, about how you and your brother were best friends! How your idiotic brother took the love of his life! How Arthur finally got rid of him and you got so angry you almost ruined his life just because your o so dear brother died so he could get his love."

She was definitely under some kind of spell, he didn't know Emma that long but she would never approve of what Arthur did to his brother and to him. He had to brake this spell -or curse- before something really bad happens.

"Emma, listen to me, this isn't you, he gave you something that made you hate me, please listen to me," he tried but he didn't seem to get through to her.

"Guards, take him to the dungeons"

The guards looked questioning at Arthur, "do as the lady commands." Arthur said and the guards grabbed him roughly and pulled him out of the room.

"Don't think this is over Arthur!" he yelled back at Arthur before the doors closed behind them.

"You didn't!" Emma said as they walked down the docks, hand in hand, Emma wearing his jacked against the cold breeze. Their dinner went well and there were never awkward silence. All Killian's nerves from before was completely gone and he was now really enjoying his time with Emma.

"I did," he laughed, "but he got back on me by pushing me in the horse shit though."

She was laughing and he couldn't help but think about their past, back when she remembered they were married and they just had their little girl. After her laugh died they were in a comfortable silence. A few minutes later she spoke again;

"So, I was wondering…" she started and bit her lip. He heard the hesitation in her voice. He squeezed her hand to say it's okay. "David, your boss, asked you if you and Sophia were family. I saw you were lying when you said 'no'"

His smile faded a bit, "What are you trying to say?" He said, trying to play dumb although he knew what she was asking.

"In what way are you two family?" she blurred out. He looked away and scratched behind his ear. How was he going to answer that? If he lied she would know, if he told her the truth she would probably push him away. He sighed and stopped walking, turning to her.

"She's… actually my daughter," he watched her closely. She was silent for a while, processing the information. After a few second, the longest seconds of his life, she finally spoke;

"What happened to her mother?"

"I… uhm… I don't want to talk about it," that was kind of true. She wasn't ready to know the truth just yet, she had to trust him more first.

She nodded. "Sorry, I shouldn't hav-"

"No, it's okay," she didn't look convinced. "Really it is."

He squeezed her hand again and she gave him a soft smile. They walked back toward his car and got in. They made some small talk on the way to Emma's apartment, even some jokes. The tension from before was forgotten. When they arrived at her apartment he escorted her inside the building, making sure she got inside safely. She just rolled her eyes and smiled. Just before she entered her apartment she turned back to Killian.

"I really had a great time, you really surprised me with this side of you."

"I enjoyed our time together too."

For a moment they both said nothing, just looking at anything but each other.

"You could come inside for coffee of you want"

"Maybe next time, Sophia is waiting for me back home"

"Next time?"

A blush creeped up his face, "I'm rather really optimistic or desperate, or both." He then looked at her seriously and took a small step closer, "will you go out with me again?"

She just looked at him for a moment before closing the space between them and kissed him. As soon is her lips touched his he remembered everything, everything about his past, what happened to him, to them. But he also remembered every feeling he felt for her and he couldn't keep himself from pouring all the love he felt at the moment into the kiss. He moved his hands behind her back to pull her closer against him. Her fingers where tugging at his hair like she always did then they kissed.

When he finally pulled back he rested his forehead against hers, trying to keep himself from going too far. He had to remind himself that she didn't remember that she was his and he was hers. Her breath was hot on his skin and she looked as flushed as he felt. Maybe the kiss made her remember too. He hoped it did.

"Emma?" he asked softly. She pulled back from his embrace turning around so he could take his jacket from her shoulders.

"Goodnight, Killian," she said with a smile that made his body relax just a little.

"Goodnight," he said in almost a whisper as she closed the door behind her. He felt a bit of disappointment wash over him when he drove back home. The kiss didn't break the curse, maybe it because she doesn't remember that she loves him, that she has to love him before it could work. On the bright side it did return his memories.

When he opened the front door, trying to be quiet in case Sophia was already sleeping, he hear that the TV was on in the other room. Slipping out of his shoes and jacked her quietly walked over to the living room where he found Sophia sleeping on the couch. He turned the TV off and picked up his daughter from the couch. She mumbled something in her sleep and he smiled down at her when she nuzzled her face in his chest.

He carried her to her room and laid her down on her bed, pulling the comforters over her. He sat on the edge of her bed for a while, just watching her sleep. She looked so much like Emma when she was asleep.

"Stop watching me sleep, creep," she mumbled, keeping her eyes closed and pulling the comforters tighter around her.

He chuckled softly before placing a kiss on top of her head.

"I love you, Sophia," he whisper.

"Love you too, Dad," she whispered back.

A smile on his face grew and he felt happier than he had felt in years. He stroked her hair a few times before getting up and leaving her room, closing the door behind him. She might be 16 already but she would always be his little girl no matter what.

A/N: Thank you all for reading! don't forget to leave a review, they really help! also don't forget to check out 'A Field Of Middlemist Flowers' if you want to know more about Emma and Killian's past, only parts will be written in this story but their past is far more interesting then you think ;)