A/N: Sorry it's a day late, guys!

Disclaimer: I don't own OUaT or the kickass dialogue from the pilot episode. If anyone wants to give it to me though, that would be awesome.

Chapter Five

"And my momma swore"

What was Emma thinking? She knew nothing could come from that one night stand she had, so why couldn't she get the mess of dark hair and piercing blue eyes out of her head? It was more than just the fact he was attractive that made her long to know more about him. She had slept with many attractive guys before and not even cared enough to learn their names. She wished she had learned this guy's name but at the same time she knows that it's a good thing she didn't. No, what it was that drew her to this guy the most is the look in his eyes. The same look she saw every time she looked in the mirror. Pain. Loss. Abandonment. She felt he might understand her and that terrified her more than anything. That's why she's glad she had no idea who he is or where to find him. That's why it'll be easy to keep her distance.

~O.o.O.o.O~

Emma smoothed the non-existent wrinkles out of her short, tight dress. She paired it with sky high heels and left her blonde curls down. It wasn't her usual look but she knew she looked hot as hell in it.

She sauntered into the restaurant. The more confidence she exuded the better. She saw a man already seated at the table she's heading toward and smiled.

He stood up before her and extended his hand. "Emma?"

She smiled. "Ryan? You look relieved."

"Well, it is the internet. Pictures can be..."

"Fake. Out-dated. Stolen from the Victoria Secrets catalogue." She smiles almost shyly. "So..."

"So tell me something about yourself, Emma."

What the hell was she supposed to tell him? That she was abandoned on the side of the road as a baby? That she let herself fall in love once just to have her heart broken beyond repair? That she more than paid the price for his mistakes? She settled for, "Oh... Uh, well, today's my birthday."

He looked surprised. "And you're spending it with me? What about your friends?"

She shrugged. "Kind of a loner."

"And... you don't like your family?"

She cringed internally. "No family to like."

"Aw. Come on, everyone has family."

"Technically, yeah, but not everyone knows who they are." Emma couldn't believe that she has just admitted that out loud. "Ready to run yet?"

"Oh, not a chance. You, Emma, are by far, the sexiest friendless orphan that I have ever met."

She smirked slightly. This was about to get fun. "Okay!" Your turn. No, wait, let me guess. Um... you are handsome, charming..."

"Go on." This time he was the one who smirked. That's okay, she was about to wipe the smirk off his face in a moment.

"The kind of guy who, and now stop me if I get this wrong, embezzled from your employer, got arrested, and skipped town before they were able to throw your ass in jail."

His smirk was definitely gone now. "What?"

"And the worst part of all this is your wife. Your wife loves you so much that she bailed you out, and how do you repay that loyalty? You're on a date."

Ryan looked incredulous. They always did underestimate the hot blonde. "Who are you?"

"The chick who put up the rest of the money."

"The bail bondsman."

They always got it wrong. "Bail bondsperson."

Ryan angrily flipped the table, dumping liquid all over Emma's dress. "Really," she sighed before calmly following him out.

Ryan got into his car and tried to start it with no luck. Emma walked up to him with a smug look.

"You don't have to do this, okay? I can pay you, I've got money," he pleaded.

She had to struggle not to roll her eyes. "No, you don't. And if you did, you should give it to your wife and take care of your family."

"The hell do you know about family, huh?"

That stung a little. She would never know what growing up with a family felt like and that was a sore spot for her. He didn't have to call her out on it though. Pissed off now, she slammed his head against the steering wheel. "Nothing."

She heard slow clapping behind her and turned around to see her dark haired, blue eyed stranger.

"Well done, love," he told her. She forgot just how sinful his accent was. "I knew you were a spitfire."

"What the hell are you doing here?" she asked, thrown off by his presence.

"Well, was meeting a friend but then I saw you take down a man and I had to watch."

"She didn't take me down," Ryan piped up.

"Shut up," both Killian and Emma said at the same time. Emma slammed his head against the wheel again for good measure.

She turned back to Mr. Blue Eyes. "You better go meet your friend," she dismissed.

"He can wait a few moments. I can't stop thinking about you." From anyone else that line would be cheesy, but he sounded so sincere, and honestly, she knew exactly how he felt. "Can I see you again?"

"I don't think that's a good idea," she said cautiously. He looked like he didn't believe her but it wasn't a total lie. Even though her body said seeing him again was certainly a good idea, both her head and the wall around her heart stopped her.

He looked at her sadly. "Well can I at least have your name, love?"

"Emma," she said quietly.

"Emma," he repeated. "I'm Killian Jones."

~O.o.O.o.O~

When Emma finally got home after taking care of Ryan, she was exhausted. Luckily Killian had

left after he gave her his name. She really couldn't handle dealing with him any longer.

Sadly, she pulled a single cupcake out of a box and stuck a blue star candle in it before lighting it.

She hated that she was spending yet another birthday alone. She wished she had a mom to bake her a birthday cake and give her advise on Killian. But she didn't and she couldn't change that. She had David and Mary Margaret but they were so busy with their own drama that she didn't want to impose. She wondered if they had even remembered it was her birthday.

"Another banner year," she sighed. Closing her eyes she wished that she didn't have to spend another birthday alone.

With that, the doorbell rang.