Welcome again! Just a quick reminder and we can get on with the story.

I do not own OUAT or any of the characters. I would however like to own Hook. If you can make that possible let me know and I will be forever grateful. I also would not be above borrowing, begging, or stealing Hook even if only for a limited time. I just have a theory he would go very nicely with my bed and that he would look amazing on me, or is it that I would look amazing on him? Regardless, I would like to test this theory so any help you could give would be amazing. :P

Anyway, on with the story.

Chapter 2:

Emma sat at her desk, an impossibly large cup of coffee in her hands, but one that would never be large enough to get her through what needed to be done, and needed to be said. "Ok, so here is the deal, the two of you have been a pain in the ass since… forever. Or rather, Hook has been a pain in my ass since I met him and Hatter, you've been a pain since whenever it is you decided to start following me around. So here is the deal. What is it going to take to get the two of you to leave me the hell alone?"

She had hoped for a moment of silence, for a moment of contemplation, maybe an apology followed by everyone going off on their merry way leaving her to get her work done in between casual daydreams of both of the men in front of her. They were handsome even under the cheap fluorescent lighting of the station, that she had to admit but she was sick of constantly arresting them for being general town nuisances.

She wasn't that lucky though. With barely a moment's pause the men were at it again.

"See. Dibs. I have been in love with Emma since the moment we met. I have her first."

"I saw her first."

"Seeing is not the same as loving. Ask anyone you half witted, mercury stained, lunatic! And by the way your hat is stupid."

"Now that is the final straw. My hat is not stupid! And Emma is mine!"

The fight was a short one, with Hatter's fist smashing into Hook's nose knocking him backward before lunging on top of the other man who now lay spread out on the floor of Emma's office as Hatter tried to bash in his face. But even that was not enough to keep Hook down for long, he was used to fighting men with no qualms about fighting dirty, flinging the other man onto his back instead he used his one real hand to hold both of Hatter's over his head, pressing the sharp tip of his hook to Hatter's jugular before leaning in.

"The only reason you aren't dead right now is because I'd hate to leave a mess for Emma to have to clean up but one word from her and you are done. Understood? I have nothing against destroying worthless trash like you."

"STOP!" Emma was fuming. It was one thing to do this in a public place, but right here, in front of her, after she had already stopped one of their fights? This was too much. "Stop, the both of you. This has gone too far. Hook, get off of him. Both of you sit your asses down in those chairs and shut up. If I hear one more thing from either of you it will be the last thing you ever say. Got it?"

Quiet, not even a grumble or an innuendo, Hook got to his feet, shuffling over to a chair in front of Emma's desk, sitting down he even had the decency to look at least a little ashamed of his actions. That alone told Emma exactly how terrifying she looked in that moment as Hatter got to his feet as well, wiping a bit of blood dribbling down the side of his neck from the hook scratching him with the paisley sleeve of his favorite shirt before sitting back down.

"Here's the deal. You are obviously not going to listen to a thing I say or let me shake you off until I give you a sporting chance at least. So here it is. You want a chance to try and 'win my hand' then you've got it. One week. I will date both of you, but it is up to me which one of you I choose or if I choose either of you at all. Got it? I will try to keep an open mind about this, but I have the right to be pissed off at the two of you. Have you realized what you've been doing to this town? As soon as we began to get a modicum of peace and something that resembles normalcy, or as normal as this town could ever be, the two of you decide to come in and screw shit up. And worst of all while it is me you are trying to get to I'm the one who keeps having to clean up the messes you idiots cause. So get your heads on straight or I will be booting both your asses to the curb where, right now, I am pretty sure they belong. Got it?"

A new fire was in the eyes of both men as they tried to listen and simultaneously plot out what they were going to do to woo the woman in front of them, biting back everything on their minds they just nodded, still a little afraid of making her even more upset at them than she already was. Too much was on the line to screw something up after the last debacle. After all, Hook's face still looked like it had been pulverized, which it very nearly was, and if this was Sunnydale you'd have thought that some vampire had tried to take a bite out of Hatter. Now was no time to try to tick her off anymore.

"Good. Now get out of my office. I don't want to see either one of you until Monday. Hatter, I will meet you for tea at Granny's Monday at 2pm. Hook, I will see you Monday for dinner at your ship at 7pm. Now get out of here, I've got to clean up your latest mess."

"This is all your fault, you know, you mad bumbling imbicile," Hook began as soon as his boots hit the cement outside the station. "You know she only set up this whole situation to get rid of you."

"No. How do you know it was not to get rid of you? You may have loved her first but I knew her first."

"Yes, because you drugged her! You drugged her and kidnapped her and her mother! I'm sure that you really made a wonderful first impression!"

"Yes, I'm sure I did, CARPENTER! Yeah, I know about that. Everyone does. Lying to her from the get go, that usually works to earn love. At least I was honest!"

"Yeah for all the good it will do you."

"At least I didn't bring Cora here. What really is this all about? You were screwing her, weren't you. You were her little lap dog, and Regina's too, I wouldn't be surprised. You are just like the two of them. What is it now? Trying to destroy her. Trying to be the next big bad now that Regina is reformed and Cora is on the way to that or her death? You just want to gain her trust and destroy her. Admit it! Admit it you bastard!" Hatter had Hook by the throat now, pressing him up against the wall of Gold's shop.

Hook flipped them, throwing Hatter against the large window looking into the shop, "I've had quite enough out of you." Past caring what Emma or anyone else would think, let alone his own rehabilitation Hook raised his hook slamming it down to bury deep in the other man's skull, only to have Hatter squirm away at the last moment, leaving Hook driving the sharp edge into Gold's window instead, leaving it to shatter inward, spraying Gold, all of his merchandise, and worst of all Belle in glass.

Scales ruptured out of skin to cover him as he stalked forward toward the men on the other side of the now shattered window, flicking energy out and back at Belle, healing the slices up her left arm and forehead leaving not even the slightest scar behind. "What. Do. You. Think. You've. Done." Rage rippled off of him in thick waves slapping against them again and again. Reaching out with his magic he gripped each man by the throat, lifting them up until their feet dangled off of the ground by at least three feet. "I'm about to teach you rodents a lesson I doubt you will ever forget." He reached out with his power, twisted magic of one part gold and one part black digging deep into each of them as the men twisted in midair. "I'm surprised, Hook, that you haven't learned that lesson already. I suppose you were just too hard headed to get the message the first time around. And Jefferson, or do you prefer Hatter? You worked with me for years, helped me create Regina, I would have thought you would have understood by now what happens to those who get in my way, let alone those who touch what I love."

Belle walked forward, cautiously crossing a minefield of shattered glass, to lay a hand on Gold's arm. "Rumple, I think that's enough." Her voice was stern, obviously upset with his use of power but it was also obvious that she understood. They scared him. He was still protective from losing her time and time again and hated to see her hurt, let alone left bleeding on the floor of his shop.

At her words Gold let them drop to the ground. "And by the time you realize what's been done it will be too late to do much about it," his words were punctuated by his tell tale giggle of glee, "have fun…" With that he turned on his heel to face Belle. "I'm going to be spending the night at the shop, aren't I?"

Belle nodded as she turned to leave, "yes, yes you are. And it's a shame to. I had plans for us tonight, but I guess I will just have to enjoy it all on my own. Have a good night, Rumple, darling."