Emma shivered a little as the doorbell rang. How could a doorbell make her so nervous? There was something about the tones that made the house seem ominous. Gold answered the door with a smile- a smile that she knew meant he was up to something. "Ah, Ms. Swan," he greeted, gesturing her to come in. Emma went into the front room and stood with her hands on her hips.

"So, what do you want?" Emma asked.

"Ah, that tact I missed so much. I just wanted to thank you for helping me in New York. I really couldn't have found my son without you and Henry," Gold said. He offered her a drink, which she waved off. "My son wanted to thank you too."

"He came back with you?" Emma asked.

"Yes, he did. Actually, he was very amazed at the story of you helping me, he wanted to thank you in person," Gold said. He pulled on the cord in the corner of the room and a bell echoed from upstairs. "I told him I'd call when you arrived." Emma stared in the direction of the staircase. The house was very dark, and when the man came down the steps, his face was not in view. "Bae, we have company." Emma gasped as the

man came into the light.

"You," Emma started.

"Hey, Emma," Neal Cassidy said. "It's good to see you."

"I think I'll leave you two alone," Gold said as he left to another room.

"No, if you're his son then..." Emma said breathlessly.

"I know about Henry," Neal said. "I'd like to see him."

"Henry is the grandson of Snow White, Prince Charming and Rumplestiltskin. I wonder if Archie does daily therapy sessions," Emma said, trying to catch up with the shock. "And you, you just want into his life? You left me to go to prison! I told Henry you were dead. How am I supposed to tell him his father abandoned me for his own gain? How could you do that to me? You were the only person in the world that I trusted and you left me alone!"

"I never wanted to leave you, but I had no choice!" Neal argued. "You had a destiny that I couldn't fight. You needed to save your parents, my father- everyone from our land. I knew how much you wanted to find your parents. How could I selfishly hold you back like that?"

"You knew?"

"August. He found me when I was going to fence the watches. He told me everything."

"So it's all August's fault that I went to jail, was left no choice but to give up Henry and felt like every person in my life let me down?"

"Yeah, that sounds about right."

"Goodbye, Neal. Or Baelfire. Whatever, just goodbye," Emma said starting for the door. Neal reached the door first and slammed it closed.

"I love you, Emma. I always have, always will. I might have made a mistake by letting things turn out the way they did, but I will not lose you

again!" Neal said, taking her in his arms. Emma protested at first, but the way he held her felt so familiar. "Em, give me a chance to earn the trust of my family." Emma shook loose of his hold.

"Neal, I'm with someone else. I'm happy, Henry's happy. I don't know you anymore, or at least, I can't trust you like I used to," Emma said. Neal looked down and took her hands. It was then he noticed the pendant- the one made out of the keychain he gave her. He took it in his hand and looked from the pendant to her eyes.

"If you hate me so much, why did you keep this?" Emma didn't know what to say. Neal took a chance and leaned in to kiss her. Emma didn't kiss him back, nor did she push him away- she was just very still. It was all too much to process. "Do you, do you still have feelings me?" Emma looked into Neal's eyes and as she was about to speak, her cell phone rang, causing both of them to jump.

"Hello? ….Hi Henry...Sure, you and Killian can start a movie, but just as long as you know that if it's not over by bedtime, you'll have to finish it tomorrow...Yeah, I'll be home soon...Love you too," with that, Emma hung up the phone. "Neal, I should get going." Neal nodded and offered her a ride home. They didn't speak much in the car. Emma felt uncomfortable in the car with Neal. They had spent so long living out of a car together, being in one just for a 5 minute drive seemed odd. Yet there was something comforting with him in the driver's seat. She knew she was safe. As they reached the loft, Neal got out and opened the door for Emma.

"Emma, I don't think we're done talking. I think we need to catch up. Is it okay if I stop back in a little bit?"

"Um, yeah. But is it okay if Henry's not there? I'm not really ready to introduce you just yet." Neal looked a bit disappointed, but he nodded in understanding. As she bid him goodbye, he leaned in and kissed her cheek. They stared into each other's eyes before Emma broke by giving him a smile and going back into the house.

Emma hung up the phone as she reached the top floor and tried to calm her breathing before opening the door. Killian and Henry were watching TV, Henry nestled next to him. They both looked up and smiled as they saw her enter.

"Hi Mom!" Henry said smiling, then immediately turned his attention back to the TV. Killian was slightly more observant. His smile slowly faded as he realized something was wrong. He got up and went over to her, putting a hand on her shoulder.

"What did he do?" Emma gave Killian a slight smile and went over to Henry. She clicked off the TV and sat down next to him.

"Henry, I called Regina and you're going to stay over her house for a couple days," Emma explained. "She'll be downstairs in a few minutes. Can you go pack your bag and make sure all your school stuff is in it?"

"A couple days?" Henry started to catch on. "What's wrong? What happened?" Emma tried to smile, but it was obvious something was up.

"There's something I need to take care of- everything is okay," Emma stated. Although Henry didn't believe her, he went to his room. Killian went over to sit on the couch with her, not saying much, just reached out and held her hand. Emma smiled at him, but was holding everything back. Once Henry was packed, he gave each of them a hug and left to meet Regina. Killian turned back to Emma and gave her a reassuring rub on her back.

"Now that Henry's gone, really, what happened?" Killian asked gently. Emma sighed and folded her arms.

"Gold brought back his son- It's Neal."

"Henry's father?"

"Yeah," Emma stated. "He wants to see Henry." Killian tensed a little. "I don't know what to do."

"Tell him to sod off!" Killian said. Emma lowered her head. Suddenly, it became clear to Killian. "On the beanstalk, you said you were in love once. It's him, isn't it?" Emma looked away. "Emma, no. With all that has happened, you can't still have feelings for him."

"Henry is all I'm really thinking about right now." Killian started pacing the floor, obviously quite angry.

"Maybe we shouldn't talk about Henry for the moment. Maybe we should talk about us."

"Us?"

"Yes. I can see something in your eyes. You do still love him."

"What?"

"You'll forgive him anything, won't you? He's your true love!"

"Killian, you're being ridiculous."

"Am I? Why are you being distant with me?" Killian said, observing her body language and the fact he hasn't let him hold her yet. "You kissed him. You left me on a beanstalk because you couldn't trust what was starting between us because of this guy, and yet he comes back after all this time and he gets a second chance just like that?"

"The beanstalk! Always with the beanstalk! I said I was sorry!" Emma said. "And everyone deserves a second chance. I gave you one, didn't I?" Killian searched her eyes, there was guilt there. "And I didn't kiss him, he kissed me."

"He's coming over here, isn't he?"

"I told you, I believe in second chances- for Henry's sake."

"He doesn't deserve it," Killian stated, clenching his jaw with each word. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. "Ah, there's the abandoner now."

"I think it's time you left, Hook."

"Ah, we're back to Hook, I see. Well, it was nice while it lasted." Killian said as he gathered his jacket and his sword and whipped open the door. Neal stood on the other side of the door, confused at seeing Hook.

"Hi, is Emma here?"

"Depends," Killian stated. "Do you still love her?"

"What?" Neal asked, looking extremely confused.

"Or is this your father's doing? Trying to take my heart?" Killian got in his face and pushed his hook into Neal's chest.

"Emma, who is this guy?" Neal said, pushing past Killian, looking at his hook strangely.

"He's leaving," Emma said sternly. Killian gave Emma a graceful bow, and flashed one of those mocking smiles.

"As you wish, but I'm not done fighting yet- for you or for Henry," Killian said, stomping down the stairs.