Emma rushed around the loft getting the final touches ready for her evening with Killian. Snow had recently left after helping her make dinner. She didn't want to burn anything and also be able to make dessert. She had a chicken roasting, seasoned in 'enchanted forest' style, potatoes and vegetables with a homemade apple pie for dessert. Thanks to her mother's help, she could give Killian a wonderful tasting dinner. She had just finished putting on her long dark purple dress and fixing her hair, now just to light the candles. As she lit the final one, there was a knock at the door.

"Of course he's early tonight," Emma said out loud. She smoothed her dress and checked herself over just to make sure she's look perfect. Emma opened the door grandly with "Hello, sweetheart." The person on the other side of the door was not who she expected.

"Hey, Emma," Neal greeted. Emma was instantly embarrassed. "Wow, you look great. Can I come in?"

"Um, this isn't a good time," Emma said, closing the door a little. Neal looked past her into the loft.

"I'm guessing you were expecting someone else," Neal deduced.

"Yes, I am. Can we talk some other time?" Emma asked. Neal gave her a disappointed look, which used to be irresistible to her, but now she just wanted him gone before Killian came.

"Please, it'll only take a minute," Neal asked. Emma sighed and let him in. Neal entered slowly and looked around. "Nice place."

"Yeah, it started as my Mother's, but my parents decided to get another place," Emma said. Neal looked through the framed pictures on the table. He picked up the one of Killian, Henry & Emma on Miner's Day.

"Is this the guy you're seeing?" Neal said, holding the picture up to her. Emma took it from him and laid it back on the table. "Emma, that guy's no good. You shouldn't be with him."

"That's my business, and he's a good man. What do you want, Neal?"

"Emma, I have something I want to give you," Neal said, pulling out a small ring box. Emma started shaking her head 'no', but when Neal opened the box, there was a key inside. Emma took the box and looked questioningly at Neal.

"Is this for another car?" Neal let out a small chuckle and shook his head. He took a piece of paper out of his pocket and gave it to Emma. It was a flyer for a house for sale.

"I bought it a couple years ago. It's a house in Tallahassee," Neal explained. "I bought it knowing that we could be together someday, and I wanted to start our dream as soon as possible. Look, it's right across from the beach- ten steps outside our door! And it's four bedrooms, lots of room for Henry- and maybe more! And remember you said you wanted to watch the sunset over the beach, there's a private deck off of the master bedroom. We can watch the sunset over the water every night!"

"Neal..."

"Emma, I want to be with you and Henry. We can move to Tallahassee and start new lives there. You don't have to live in Storybrooke now that the curse is over."

"Neal, this isn't what I want anymore."

"What do you want, Emma? This place- it's crazy. Magic shouldn't work here, and everyone in this place wants to go back where it does. Do you want Henry growing up in a place where someone could turn him into a snail? Do you want to be a part of this craziness?"

"Everyone here didn't want to end up here, and there are problems everywhere. I'd rather face them with people who care about me and Henry than anywhere else."

"Emma, you used to want a normal life, and now you're dating a pirate- with a ship! What's normal about that?" Emma looked at him questioningly.

"How do you know he has a ship?" Neal fidgeted and rubbed the back of his neck with his hand.

"He's a pirate, he's got one, hasn't he?"

"Neal, I can tell when people are lying- you especially," Emma said, folding up the paper and handing it back to him. "I think you should go."

"Ems, I bought this place waiting for the day I could tell you about it and whisk you away from all this. I've lived in crappy apartments just so I could afford to keep it until we could move there. This was our dream!"

"Dreams change," a voice came from the doorway. Emma and Neal turned to see Killian at the door, leaning against the frame and playing with the point of his hook. "Or maybe she just knows a liar when she sees one."

"Killian, he was just leaving," Emma said, going to him and putting her hand on his arm. Killian kissed her hand before gently pushing her aside to start to circle Neal.

"So- Baelfire..."

"It's Neal."

"Doesn't matter. You mentioned my ship. Is there something you want to tell Emma about it?" Killian questioned, tapping his shoulder with the curve of his hook.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Killian narrowed his eyes, but continued to circle him.

"You don't remember? You don't remember that you were ON my ship, not but an hour ago?" Killian said, glancing from Neal to Emma. Emma folded her arms and looked at Neal. "Still have nothing to say?"

"I...um...my father...told me that we were just going to talk to Hook and...I met Henry." Emma's eyes grew wide and her jaw dropped open a little. "I didn't tell him who I am."

"I never said that was okay..." Emma snapped. "How could you?"

"No, my father..."

"Stop! I don't want to hear about what your father did or August did. You did not have my permission to see him. Get out, Neal!" Emma said, pointing toward the door.

"Emma, I..."

"No, we're done. Go!" Neal hung his head a little and walked out of the loft. Emma slammed the door after him and covered her face. Killian instantly put his arms around her and rocked her gently.

"I'm sorry, darling. I protected Henry, I promise," Killian said, rubbing her back a little. Emma nodded and clung closer to him. Killian looked around and smiled down at her. "Was all this for me?" Emma looked around at the still burning candles and let a little chuckle out as she wiped a tear away.

"Um, yeah. Complete with romantic atmosphere, ex-boyfriends and tears. That's just what you wanted, right?" Killian gave her a hug and lifted her head to look at her eyes.

"The first part- yes. The last part we can fix," he said, wiping the tears away with his thumb, then kissing her cheek where the tear used to be.

"As for the 2nd one- let's try to forget about that part. Unless you'd rather postpone for another night." Emma shook her head and lead him to the table. Fortunately, all the food still looked okay. She gestured for him to sit down as she got the plates ready. Killian watched her as she moved around, as if he was ready to jump up and catch her if she faltered for a second. She put the plate down in front of him. "Darling, that looks delicious."

"I have to tell you, Mary-Margaret helped a lot. I just didn't want to ruin it," Emma said, joining him at the table.

"You still made it," Killian said, holding up his cup, to which Emma clinked it against her own. "You look beautiful, darling." Emma blushed and the two enjoyed their dinner. They did their best to avoid talking about Neal or what happened on the ship. Although, Killian did talk about Henry and how much Henry misses her. Emma felt bad sending him away, but she needed time to figure out what was the best for Henry. She was relieved that he was with her parents tonight. After they finished dinner, they cleared the plates and sat together on the couch. Emma put a pillow in her lap and gestured for Killian to lay his head down, to which he gladly followed orders. She played with and rubbed his hair with one hand and held his hand with her other hand. "Whatever I did to deserve this, just tell me and I'll do it every day." Emma smiled down at him and gave him a quick kiss.

"I just wanted to say I'm sorry. I'm sorry for even entertaining the thought that I could still have feelings for Neal. When I took a moment to look back on it, our lives didn't seem as perfect as I thought. I'm sorry that I hurt you," Emma said, looking down into his clear blue eyes. Killian took her hand and brought it to his lips.

"Don't even think about that again. A first love is difficult to get over, present company included," he said, giving her a wink. "We have each other now, and that's all that matters. We can get through anything together." Emma readjusted so she could be closer to his face and put her hand to his cheek, a tear forming in her eye.

"Killian, I love you." A warmth flooded through Killian- his heart swelled and he could feel tears come to his own eyes. He sat up and pulled her close to him, kissing her deeply. When they broke the kiss, he brushed her hair behind her ear and cupped her cheek.

"I love you too, Emma."