*Beep, beep*

Regina's mobile buzzed and beeped against the table. "I wonder who that could be?" she spoke aloud, giving a sideways smile at Henry who was watching TV in the front room.

"Maybe it's Emma." Henry offered, before paying attention to the TV again.

Doubtful, that girl never kept her up-to-date with anything. She smiled back at Henry regardless, who was paying little attention anyway, and muttered "Maybe." after picking the mobile of the table to silence it. The message flashed on the screen, unknown, it began with. Regina wasn't in the mood for hate from people she cared nothing for, especially since Henry was here, she couldn't do anything to risk loosing him. She rolled her eyes in advance and brought up the message.

Unknown

I know what you did.

You won't get away with it.

Regina rolled her eyes and sighed, throwing the phone hastily onto the table. Just what she needed. She swallowed in a deep breath before completing any other tasks. The message meant nothing to her. She had inflicted so much pain, there was no way to narrow down who sent it and she could easily look after herself. The thing she did need to watch out for, was to not let her anger overcome her, at least not when henry's around.

Henry was by her side immediately when he heard the phone smack against the table "Who was it, mom?" he asked softly, placing his hand on her arm when he noticed her change in mood.

"Nothing, Henry." She replied, smiling down at him. "Why don't you get your coat, and we'll go to granny's." she ruffled Henry's hair, watching as he ran to get his coat.

"Emma!" Killian called after her, but she was gone, possibly far away enough the she didn't hear him. It was odd to say the least, in the short time he had known Emma, he hadn't thought her run away from anything. He looked back toward the man she ran away from, her kid's father. He seemed peculiarly familiar.

"Killian."

Speaking of, Killian thought, hearing the kid approach "Hello again, Lad." He greeted as the kid approached him.

"Henry!" Regina called. When she finally reached his side, she softly grabbed his shoulder and pulled him away from the pirate, wrapping an arm around the front of him. "Hook!" she greeted callously "We didn't quite get the chance to meet this morning."

"Yes, well, I though complications involving your town should be left to you." He replied tiredly.

Regina's expression twisted "You were awake?" she asked, and looked off distantly as he nodded. "Where's Emma?" she inquired, looking back over him sternly.

"Uh," he began, but finding no words to help explain how she ran away. He looked down at Henry, who was still being coddled by Regina, and weighed the pros and cons of telling the kid that the man, only across the street from them was his father. "Gone. She, ran away." He said finally, not bothering to make an excuse.

"She…ran away?" Regina repeated, smirking slightly. Emma running away was amusing but also worrying. Even Regina herself wasn't enough to chase Emma away. "Where?" she asked, not bothering to remove the amusement from her voice.

Killian looked in the direction that she ran in "Don't know. Although I intend to find out." He said nonchalantly, trying to walk past Regina, but she grabbed his arm stopping him.

Regina let go of Henry and turned him in the direction of Granny's "Go. I'll meet you there." She was happy that he didn't cause a fuss, and left without another word, waving to Killian as he left. "Why did she run off? And the truth if you please." She snapped.

Killian wanted to lie to her, but he figured she would find out and last thing he need was another enemy with magic "She's running from the man over there." He said, pointing the couple across the street. When she followed the direction he pointing he added "Apparently, he's Henrys father."

"What?" Regina sneered, crossing her arms over her chest "What the hell is he doing here?"

He smirked at her discomfort "Its not my problem. But I'm guessing Emma has nothing to do with it. Hence the reason she ran away."

Regina took an alarmingly close step toward Killian "Find her, now!" she demanded "And tell her to get out of her sulk and get rid of him. Henry does not need another parent around. It's not good for him." 'It's just another person to take him away from me', she thought, but didn't dare say aloud.

After simply nodding, he left in the direction Emma ran in.

Emma sat in silence contemplating what the hell she just did. She ran away, why? She knew why, Neal. So many questions rattled around in her head; Why was he in Storybrooke?, how did he find me?, do I want to see him? Do I still love him?

Another question she found herself wanting answers to was why she decided to hide on Hook's ship. She guessed because it was the safest place to hide without people finding her. The only person who cared for the ship was Killian and this would be the last place he would check for Emma, besides with her disappearance, Killian probably disappeared to cause trouble or try kill to Mr Gold. She wanted to feel bad for leaving him, or leaving people in danger because of him, but she had her own problems to deal with, no matter how selfish that sounded.

She largely concerned for Henry above all. She lied about Neal, but only to protect him. If Neal was planning on sticking around for some reason then he was bout to meet Henry, because that kid found out everything.

Picking herself up from the uncomfortable wooden floor of the ship, she wandered into the door of one of the cabins, staying outside could result in her getting caught. She hummed in approval when she walked inside, everything was so neatly laid out and surprisingly colourful for the amount black that Killian wore. She realised the shelf, or shelves, of alcohol Killian kept in there, was it really necessary? Emma thought, nearing the shelves nonetheless and pulling down the first bottle rum she set her hands on. "Something we can agree on, Captain." She murmured to herself, pouring the brown liquid into a crystallised glass she brought down along with the bottle.

Killian had been searching for an hour now. There were few places Emma would be going to from the direction she ran in. He checked each of the places but Emma was found in none, he was going to give up, with Emma gone he could finally have his revenge on Rumplestiltskin and she wasn't around to stop him. He turned in the direction of Gold's shop but didn't move, he need a plan and preferably his sword but it was still on his ship. It wouldn't take long for him to retrieve his sword from his ship, he couldn't care if Rumplestiltskin was killed day or night, so long as he was dead.

After retrieving his sword, which was lying carelessly on the ground, he began to leave but sounds from his quarters halted him. Sword outdrawn, he approached the cabin boldly. "Emma?" he enquired, surprised.

The mass of blonde curls bounced as Emma's head snapped round to face the newcomer. "Hook, Hey." Emma slurred enthusiastically, gripping the edge of the black leather sofa for support.

"Are you drunk?" Killian asked, leaning the sword carefully against the wall.

Emma shrugged and passed a new glass filled to the brim with rum to Killian "Of course not." She countered before letting out a choked laugh "yeah, maybe, yeah."

Taking the glass of alcohol away from Emma proved a challenge but he did it nevertheless and placed it beside the one Emma had poured for him before sitting her down on the sofa. "Why?" he asked finally. He wasn't entirely shocked when Emma didn't answer him but he did want an answer so he decided to ask again, but he was cut short when he looked down at her mow sleeping form. "Interesting conversation, lass." He spoke aimlessly and evened out the mass of blonde curls that covered her face.

A/N: Sorry for the short update. They're usually longer. But I haven't updated the story in a little while because I've been preoccupied. So, I guess I thought I'd just update with a small one now before it turns into a long month wait. The next updates will be usually long. Off topic – but OUAT finale? AWESOME!