Hook got to his ship quickly and paced like he always did after their fights. He cursed her and considered sailing away and never returning like he always did. He picked up random objects on deck and threw them, ran a frustrated hand through his hair and finally sat down on a step to get his breathing calmed down, like he always did. Their fights were continuously the same: frustrating, sad, quick and frequent.

But pass they did. They always found their way back together. No matter how infuriating Regina was or how stubborn Hook was, they always forgave each other.

And so after a few quick minutes, Hook realized it was time to go back.

He walked slowly to her house, a sense of déjà vu present the whole time. He wondered if this would always be their life together; fighting and making up, loving and loathing, Storybrooke or Fairytale Land.

As he got to her house, however, the similarities to their previous fights vanished. Regina didn't run into his arms as soon as he reached the path to her house. She wasn't at the door, waiting impatiently for him to return. She was nowhere in sight.

"Regina, love?" he called as he entered her house. It was quiet. He listened for the sound of movement but heard nothing. "It's me. I'm back and I'm sorry. Can we move on now?" Still no response.

He walked further into the house. The living room was empty. The dining room untouched. The kitchen looked exactly the same way it did when he stormed out not long ago.

Something was wrong, very wrong.

He left and immediately went to the home of the only people in town that would give him a chance. His and Regina's relationship with the Charming's was complicated to say the least, but a level of acceptance had developed between the group of them. And while other people in town weren't particularly fond of the pirate, or the woman they dreadfully referred to as "evil", he knew the Charming's wouldn't turn him away.

He only had to knock once before Emma knocked on the door.

"Where's Henry?" he asked right away, hurrying past her to get into the apartment. He wanted to make sure the little boy wouldn't hear what they were about to discuss. "Is he here?"

"What? No he's out with Ruby at the-"

"It's Regina."

He heard a laugh coming from the kitchen. "Another fight? You two are going to have to start going to Archie." He recognized Baelfire's voice, or rather, Neal's voice, and walked over to him. He paced behind the counter.

"She's gone."

"Gone? What does that mean, gone?" Emma questioned.

"She's bloody gone! Her house is empty. We had one of our fights and I left and when I returned she was nowhere to be found."

"Alright, slow down. So you did have a fight, then? She's probably just out clearing her head," Neal assured him as he got up and grabbed a can of soda from the refrigerator.

"She isn't. Something is wrong, I just know it."

"I think you might be overreacting, Hook. Regina is perfectly capable of handling herself," Emma said.

Hook slammed his hand down on the counter. "You're not listening to me. I know this woman. I know her. She's a woman of routine. She does the same thing every morning. She does the same thing before bed every night. She is always waiting for me after we fight. I know her. I know something is wrong."

There was a silence as Emma studied Hook and Neal studied Emma.

"You really love her, don't you," Emma asked, though it came off as more of a statement than a question. Hook merely rolled his eyes and laughed once.

"Talk us through the day, Hook. What happened?"

He started pacing again as he recalled the day's events. "We woke up, had breakfast, got into one of our inane spats, I stormed out, ran into two people I had never seen before, went back to my ship, and then went back to her house."

"Two people you've never seen before?"

"Yes, a gentleman and a lady. I didn't quite care for their presence, though. Left rather quickly."

"Did you talk to them?" Neal asked.

"They asked who lived in the house I was leaving. I told them. Then I was on my way."

"You didn't find that a little odd that they were wondering about Regina's house?" Emma asked.

"No, I was a little preoccupied by the yelling match I had just gotten in with the queen," Hook snapped.

"Well what did these two look like?"

"The man had light hair. The woman had dark skin and dark eyes. She was a small lass, quite beautiful, actually. I believe she wore a brown jacket and-"

"You only noticed that the guy had light hair yet you remember the type of coat she was wearing?" Emma scoffed.

"Like I said, she was beautiful. So I noticed things. As I was saying I believe she wore a brown jacket and a gray scarf."

"Wow, we have some great leads with those descriptions, Hook," Neal replied sarcastically.

"Wait, wait, wait… brown jacket and gray scarf. Tamara was wearing that when I bumped into her at Granny's today."

"Not this again," Neal started.

Emma turned to look at him. "Show him a picture of her on your phone."

"Emma, do you know how many people in this world could be wearing something like that today?"

"In Storybrooke? Probably only a few people, so show him a picture."

"I'm just saying the odds of this woman being Tamara-"

"Any odds at all are more than enough-"

"Enough to go accusing my fiancé of-"

"Pardon me, but the very pressing matter of Regina being missing seems to deserve our attention more than your bickering, in my humble opinion," Hook interrupted.

Emma quickly reached onto the table before Neal could react and grabbed what Hook was assuming to be Neal's phone.

"Was this her?" she asked him after she made the device light up. A picture of a woman, the same woman from earlier, appeared.

"Aye, that's her."

Neal and Emma shared a look that was interrupted by Charming and Snow entering the already cramped apartment.

"What's going on?" Snow asked when she noticed the three of them standing close to each other with obvious tension in the room.

"Regina is missing," Hook told her.

"We think," Neal added.

"I'm certain."

"Hook says two people were waiting outside of her house this morning when he left. One of them was Tamara. When he went back to her house, she was gone," Emma explained to her parents.

"Well were there signs of a struggle?" Charming asked.

"No," said Neal.

Snow turned to Hook and he could sense that he was about to be lectured like a child. "You know, Regina has magic. She is perfectly capable of handling herself. And even if Tamara was outside of her house, maybe she was just paying a visit. She's new in town and Regina is the mayor."

Hook didn't have time to argue with her because Emma chimed in and did it for him. And soon Neal joined the conversation by yelling at Emma, followed by Charming, who was just trying to get them all to settle down.

Hook simply stood there watching. His thoughts were far as he imagined what Regina was going through in that moment, where she was and why she had gone without a fight. There had to be a reason.

"Henry," he said a loud, though he hadn't even realized he did until the room grew quiet and everyone turned to him.

"What?"

"That's how they got her to leave without a fight. There were no signs of a struggle because they threatened the most important thing in the world to her: Henry."

Emma turned once more to her parents. "We need answers."

"I don't know what to do, Tamara isn't answering her phone," Neal said.

"Well then we need to go to someone else for answers," Snow said.

"Who?" asked Charming.

"My dad," Neal said quietly.

"Neal," Emma said as she walked over to him. "I know you don't want his help but we need it. Regina could be in danger and that means Henry is at risk too."

"I know. Just do it."

"Snow and I will go see Gold. Why don't you two wait here with Hook?" Charming told them. "Maybe try to keep him calm," he added with a whisper that he didn't think Hook would hear.

They all nodded. Snow and Charming rushed out of the room. Hook resumed his pacing.

It seemed like hours were passing. Every time the clock ticked, Hook's body tensed up more and more. Eventually he heard Emma talking to Neal, apologizing for having to go to his father for help. Neal was silent, mostly. Every now and then he'd say something about Tamara and how she couldn't possibly be involved in whatever was happening. Hook just continued pacing.

"Hook, it's been twenty minutes and you're still walking around this tiny apartment like a mad man," Emma said, finally seeming to remember that he was still there with her and Neal.

Hook ignored her and continued pacing. He looked at the clock again. One minute had gone by.

"Why don't you sit down?"

He walked some more.

"Hook, I'm sure Regina is fine. Everything will be fine-"

He kicked a chair that stood beside him and it fell over. "Nothing is fine, Emma! Stop saying that bloody word. I left Regina and now she is missing. She is not fine! This is not fine. You know perfectly well that if whoever the hell these people are managed to capture her, they are capable of a lot more than that. So don't sit there and patronize me like I'm a damn fool because I know that it is not fine that the woman I love is missing."

Emma and Neal stared at him, clearly shocked from his outburst. He always got the feeling that neither of them knew how strong his feelings for Regina were. Well, now they did.

Just as Neal stood up to say something, the door swung open and Snow and Charming came scrambling in.

"What is it? Where is she?" Hook asked before they even had time to close the door behind them.

"It's bad, Hook," Charming said, glancing quickly at the toppled chair before helping Snow sit down. "She's… she's being tortured."

Hook felt like the world had just collapsed on his chest, but he tried hard not to show it. Regina, his Regina, was being harmed at that very moment, and he was completely helpless to stop it.

"She's strapped down to a table or something. She can't stop them. I think they've tampered with her magic," Snow told them. Her face was damp with tears.

"Do you know where she is?"

"Yes we think we can figure it out but-"

"Well then let's go," he ordered as he headed towards the door.

"Hold on there," Charming said as he put a hand out to stop Hook from leaving. Hook glared down at his hand and Charming quickly removed it. "Don't you think we should organize a plan before we head out on a rescue mission?"

Hook groaned and took a step back.

"Hook said there were two people waiting outside Regina's house earlier, Tamara and some man. Why don't we split up? Neal and I will handle Tamara, you two can take the man," Emma propositioned. "And Hook-"

"I'll get Regina." He waited for someone to object but they all seemed to be in agreement. "Splendid. Let's go."

But before they could even take a step, the door swung open once more, this time with Henry and Ruby.

"Oh, cool, everyone's here!" Henry said excitedly as he headed straight for the kitchen.

"Is everything okay?" Ruby asked with caution, taking in the room full of adults that probably looked like they were ready for war.

"Not exactly…" Snow started.

Hook closed his eyes to will himself to remain calm. He couldn't lash out; it would scare Henry. He couldn't leave; it would be foolish to try to go up against two people that had somehow beaten a magical queen. He could only wait.

"What's for dinner? If everyone is staying can we get pizza? We haven't had pizza in a while." Henry spoke quickly and loudly. He walked back over to all of the adults and stood in the center of them all. "Hey… what's going on? And where's my mom?" he finally asked, the nervousness evident in his tone.

"Henry…" Emma began gently and carefully.

Hook could feel himself getting towards his breaking point.

"I need you to try not to panic…"

Hook couldn't take it much longer.

"But the thing is…"

And that was it. Hook finally snapped. He grabbed Henry's arm and spun him around quickly, careful not to hurt him; he was Regina's son, after all. He leaned down so that he was eye level with him. He heard Neal give him a warning but he ignored him.

"Henry, you want to grow up to be brave, correct? A strong, brave man?" Henry nodded. "Well then you need to listen very carefully, alright? Your mother is in danger."

"Hook!" Snow yelled.

"We can save her though," Hook continued, ignoring everyone else in the room. "All of us here in this room can rescue your mother, including you. All you have to do is stay in this apartment with Ruby and let the rest of us go get your mother. Can you do that, my boy?"

There was a silence as Henry looked around at everyone. Hook wasn't sure if he was about to run away or cry or maybe a mixture of both. Finally he turned back to Hook.

"I can do that. Go save my mom."

Hook actually smiled at him and gave him a pat on the arm that he had previously been gripping.

And with that they followed Hook out the door. Once on the street, he let the rest of them lead the way and he tried to focus on anything besides what Regina was currently going through. He just had to get there. He just needed to focus and hurry and get to Regina.

Oh, why did he have to storm out this morning?

A/N: Thank you all so much for the feedback on the first chapter! I'm still in the process of planning this story out and tomorrow my classes begin again but I will try to update as quickly as possible. I hope you enjoyed this chapter!