Later that night Emma lay in her bed, repeating the date in her head. So far this had been the most perfect date she had ever experienced. They just talked about everything and nothing, walked under the moonlight, and he kissed her goodnight. That kiss though… it was more than a goodnight kiss. It was filled with so much passion and longing… and love.

The parted that scared her the most though was that it didn't scare her one bit, it felt so familiar and so right. It felt like he had kissed her before that way, but that was impossible, they never kissed before. Okay maybe on time when he was challenging her and she pecked his lips just to shut him up it. But that was just a peck, not even a real kiss. How could it feel so familiar? And so right to be in his arms?

She rolled over, wiping the thoughts from her mind for now. she focused on something else they discussed that night, like Sophia. Sophia had told her many times about her time in the system but she never spoke about her real parents. Apparently she was Killian's daughter. Somehow Emma always had known that she was his daughter, the way they interacted, the way he cared for her, the little things he did for her, it just seemed so natural for them to be father and daughter.

But how did she end up in the system? Why did Killian never mention her before? What happened to her mother? Was she still alive? Why didn't Killian want to talk about it? With all these questions swirling around in her head she felt her eyelids get heavier and she slowly drifted off in a dreamless sleep.

"Mother!" Emma squealed happily, pulling her mother in an embrace when she was released from the spell that Zelena put on her. Snow was a bit stunned with everything that just had happened. Emma pulled back from the embrace and grabbed her mother's hands. "Sorry for what just happened but I'm so glad you're here."

Snow put on a fake smile, "and why it that, my dear?"

"Arthur asked me to marry him before you came and I just can't wait to marry him!" Snow did her best to hide the horror she felt flowing over her. "You have to help me pick out a dress!"

Snow knew something was really wrong with everything that was going on. Emma would never marry a man like Arthur, she would never send Killian to the dungeons, Arthur must have put her under some kind of spell, that was the only explanation for her weird behaver.

"Well, come on than, Honey, let's find you a dress," she said with a fake sweet smile and pulled her daughter out of the room, hoping the dungeons weren't that hard to find.

Sophia woke up by the smell of bacon. Opening her eyes, she tried to remember where she was. She was in her room, in her father's house. Climbing out of bed, she stretched her muscles before going downstairs where she heard music playing. She walked into the kitchen while rubbing her eyes. Killian had been more home since he knew she was his daughter. He had been cleaning the place and now there could be actual food found in his frigs instead leftover takeout's who were rotten most of the times.

Killian hadn't noticed her yet so she tiptoed back upstairs to grab her phone. When she came back downstairs again she snapped a picture of him while he was cooking with a bright smile and dancing to the music. She smiles at the picture and sends it to Emma with the text:

What happened last night?

As soon as the text was send Killian had noticed her presents.

"Good morning!" he chirped happily. "Want some breakfast?"

"Morning," she said with a smile as she sat down on a chair. "what do we have for breakfast?"

"Bacon with toast and eggs," he said as he poured the eggs into the pan.

"I take it from your mood the date went well last night?"

"Aye, we talked, went for a walk and I got all my memories back"

"So you kissed her?"

She saw the tips of his ears go red before he answered, "Maybe"

"That's great! That's one step closer to breaking the curse!"

"But she didn't remember anything," he said and she saw his smile fade a bit. "Why didn't it bring her memories back?"

He poured the now baked eggs on two plates, grabbing them and placing one in front of Sophia. He sat down next to her with his own plate, waiting for her explanation while eating.

"When Arthur cast the curse he knew that True Loves Kiss could break it. He cursed every pair of a couple stronger than the other and separated them, that's why Emma's parents don't know each other and that way they have to find each other first and then fall in love with each other again before the curse could be broken," she took a bite from her bacon before continuing. "He probably thought that when Emma would fall for you he would already have her as his. Did you know he has asked her out, like, ten times or something? She told me that she said 'no' because she didn't want a new relationship at the moment"

"But she said yes when I asked her"

"That's because she likes you, and when I say like I mean she is falling for you, she may not remember everything about her past but she is remembering her feelings for you"

Killian was silent for a moment. "Do you think we could break it? The curse?"

"I have hope, when you get Emma to love you again a True Loves Kiss will break it and everyone would be free from Arthur"

"Why does it have to be us? Why not her parents? They are True Love too."

"Because Emma is the product of True Love."

He turned his head to look at her, "So are you"

"But when Emma was born it was prophesised that one day she would become the Saviour. Her parents kept it a secret because they didn't want to burden her with it," she said simply and took a bite of her toast. "And if we were to find my True Love than that would be a waste of time."

"You don't believe you have a True Love?" he looked at her with a frown.

"I do believe I have one but I just don't believe he is here," she shrugged. "Storybrooke isn't that big, if he was here I would have met him by now."

Killian leaned back in his chair, watching her closely. She felt her cheeks become warm under her father's gaze. She could talk to him about everything, about the curse, about her mother, about the system, he would apologise that she had to go through that and hug her tightly or squeeze her hand every time she told him about a painful or sad memories, but the one thing she didn't really want to talk about with him – or anyone really – was her True Love, or boys in general.

She didn't have time for boys right now, she was trying to break a curse by getting her parents back together. Perhaps after the curse was broken she would start looking for her special someone, but for now she had to focus on the curse itself. But if she was honest with herself she didn't think she would ever meet him. Every boy who was interested in her only thought she was pretty, after they got to know her they would leave her because she was 'too smart for their liking' or they didn't that she had a mind of her own and her own opinion on things. She had come to the conclusion that boys are just stupid and she was better off on her own.

"You know not all guys are the same, right?" Killian said after a moment of silence, looking worried.

"I know…" she looked down at her plate then back at him. "Shouldn't you be going all 'no guy is good enough for my daughter, all guys are pigs' and all that?"

He chuckled, "I will, when you get a boyfriend or even when a boy looks at you too long for that matter, so don't worry about that," he leaned forward again, placing his elbows on the table, his expression turned serious. "But I also know how great it is to have your True Love by your side. You know how I met your mother, what happened to me before we met and how much she changed me. Maybe when you meet him he will be a total asshole, maybe he is broken, but if he is your True Love he will change and you will mend him because when you love someone you want to become the best version of yourself and of course if he makes you happy, I'm happy."

Sophia smiled, her father always knew how to make her feel better. She placed down her fork and moved to hug her father. He hugged her back, nuzzling her nose in his neck, he stoked her hair.

"Thank you Dad" she whispered.

"You're welcome, love" he whispered back.

When Sophia pulled back from the hug her phone whistled a short song, telling her she had a new message. She grabbed it and sat back in her seat.

"Who is it?" he asked her.

She smiled at her phone, reading the messenger. When she didn't answer him he looked over her shoulder, seeing that the message was from Emma which said:

So that's what the funny smelling powder I put in her drink yesterday does! ;D

"Hey!" he said from behind her and grabbed her phone, looking at the picture she took this morning. She bursts out in laughter when he tries to give her a stern look. He failed terribly and joines her in the laugh.

"Mom, why are we going to the dungeons?" Emma asked as her mother dragged her through the halls to the dungeons.

"A… uhm… really good dress tailor works here," Snow answered as she began to move faster.

"Oh, okay!"

She was going to kill Arthur for doing this to her daughter. They entered the dungeons and walked past all the cells under she saw Killian. She stopped and turned to Emma. "Emma I need you to turn around and stay here until I get back with the tailor okay?"

Emma nodded and turned around. Snow quickly walked over to Killian's cell, but stopped when she saw guards coming her way. She grabbed two small daggers, walking past the men and stabbing them in the neck. She was really pissed right now and she didn't want anyone to hold them back. She grabbed the keys from one of the guards and made her way to Killian's cell, opening it.

"Bloody He-"

"We don't have time for this," she hissed, "let's get out of here."

She turned and walked back to Emma, grabbing the sleeping powder out of her satchel and pouring it on a cloth. she stood behind her daughter and whispered, "I'm sorry, Emma" before pushing the cloth over her nose and mouth from behind. Emma fell into her and she held her upright as good as she could.

"Hook, you have to carry her as we make our escape," she informed him.

"As you wish," he said, grabbing Emma gently and flung her over his shoulder, making sure she didn't fall. As fast as they could they headed toward the secret tunnel they came through. They almost made it when the guards started screaming. "Hey! You two! Stop!" they were running now but not for very long because they were stopped by guards that came from the opposite direction.

Arthur and Zelena appeared in a green cloud of smoke before them. "Did you really think it would be that easy?" Arthur asked and laughed at them.

"I was kind of hoping it would be," Snow said, slowly preparing for the battle, noticing Killian doing the same.

"Disarm them and make sure my queen is in her room," Arthur said to Zelena. With one sweep of her hand their weapons gone and Emma was no longer on Killian's shoulder. The guards were slowly closing in on them. "It's a pity you did this Snow White, I was hoping she could at least have her mother at the wedding, but how can I let you walk free now?"

Snow clenched her fist and launched forward, aiming for his face. He reacted to late and she hit him strait on the nose. He fell backwards and guards immediately grabbed her arms to hold her back. She was roughly carried away toward the dungeons. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Killian fighting of a few guards before getting hit a few times and being handled the same way as her.

There was a knock on Arthur's office door.

"Come in," he said. "Ah! Emma, I was expecting you. Please have a seat."

Emma walked in and sat on one of the chairs in front of his desk.

"Why did you ask me to come?" he could hear a bit of annoyance in her voice.

"You are good at tracking things, right?"

"Yes, that's one of the reasons I'm the Sheriff," this time the annoyance was clear in her voice and she leaned back in her seat looking unimpressed. She never behaved like this before, not since… since they were still in the Enchanted Forest. The curse is weakening, he had to hurry.

"Right, well, I need you to find something for me," he grabbed a piece of paper out of his drawer and laid in in front of her. On the paper was a drawing of Excalibur. "It's a sword. I lost it a while ago when I practising in the woods."

She still didn't look impressed, so he continued, "the blade is worth millions, if you can return it to me you will get extra free days and a raise."

This got her attention, "how much?"

"fifty percent"

Her mouth dropped a bit but she quickly shut it and turned back to her uninterested expression, "where have you 'lost it' exactly?"

"About five or six miles south-west into the forest."

She nodded, "anything else?"

"You look lovely today," he leaned forward a bit on his desk, licking his lips.

She rolled her eyes, stood up and left the office. For a moment he was shocked, why didn't that work? Whenever he did that she would blush of look away, she was supposed to have a crush on him. Even after the fake memories of Neal and Graham she was supposed to be attracted to no one but him. The fact that she said no every time he asked her out was still a shock to him.

He shook his head, the curse was weakening and he had to do something. The only thing he had to do now was make sure Killian would follow her or have him come with her. If he thought she was in danger he would do everything to protect her because of his stupid 'love' for her. Arthur sneered at the thought. Love. It had only cost him pain, but he was sure that the love of Emma could heal him again. It had healed Killian so why not him?

A/N: Thanks for reading! don't forget to leave a review ;)