A/N: A quick Valentine's Day special. I'm going to ship Red Whale in this series. I really liked the chemistry between Dr. Whale and Red in "In the Name of the Brother".

"Hello, Beautiful," Hook said happily to Emma. He strolled lazily into her hospital room, holding a bouquet of red roses in his one hand, a large box of chocolates under his arm, and a DVD copy of "The Notebook" in his jacket. Of course, he hadn't seen the movie, but he'd heard from dear little Henry that everyone talked about the movie on Valentine's Day.

Hook did not know who the hell 'Valentine' was, but he was silently pleased with the prospect of spending time with Emma on the proclaimed day of love and celebration.

For her part, Emma smiled. The incident with Cora had only occurred yesterday. Rumplestiltskin—to Hook's utter hatred—had healed her of her broken ribs, shattered discuses, and internal bleeding. When the loathsome man had waltzed into the hospital, Charming had had to restrain the pirate and lock him in the men's bathroom with Greg Mendel.

Not a pleasant experience—let me tell you!

The man had practically interrogated Hook and breathed down his neck for an hour.

"I didn't expect you," Emma admitted. She was too tired to complain or tell him to leave. If she were her normal self, she would have cursed him out by now. It had been hilarious listening to her screech at Dr. Whale and threaten to castrate him if he laid a hand on her. At the time, everyone in the hospital had heard her outburst and chuckled or laughed. Even Charming couldn't keep a grin from reaching his lips. "And you brought me chocolates." She perked up even more.

"Aye...how are you feeling?" He took the vacant seat beside her bed.

Hook wasn't a softie...but seeing Emma exhausted and vulnerable made warmth and anxiety flood his stomach. Oh...this woman had him wrapped around her finger.

"Like shit."

Hook laughed low at her bluntness.

"Really now? How about we conduct pleasurable exercises to change that?"

Emma smacked him half-heartedly in the chest. "Keep insinuating that now, and you'll never have pleasurable exercises with me again."

"I'll behave now," Hook announced immediately, holding his hand and hook up in defeat.

"You never behave—you're a rogue."

"Seeing as you're in the hospital, Swan, I've decided to lay off being a pain for now. Can't have you bedridden forever now, can we? Who else will I torment or stalk if you're permanently out of commission?—your father?"

Emma rolled her eyes. "Thank you for the roses and chocolates."

"Where are your parents, I wonder?"

"Enjoying their evening together...it's Valentine's Day after all."

"So that means we have the whole night to ourselves?" Hook questioned playfully.

"Aye," Emma mimicked him, and he felt a shot of electricity shoot down his spine at the sight of her lips forming his pirate words.

Damn. She was intoxicating.

"I brought a movie for us to watch. I think that is what the young lad called it."

"Henry? You spoke with Henry?" Emma asked, panicked and a little angry.

"Relax, love. I did nothing to the boy."

Emma sighed. She really was subdued—must be the sedative Dr. Whale was giving her.

"Stay away from him if you know what's good for you, Hook. He's my son, and he doesn't need to know anything that is going on between us."

"Is there something going on between us?" Hook lifted his shinning hook and wagged it in front of her face. "I believe you've been the one molesting me, Swan. Ever since our first night, you've been all over me. I've barely had time to breathe!"

"Fuck you," Emma said, disgusted with him for suggesting that she was the antagonist in all of this.

"You've done that quite a few times now."

"I swear to God..." All previous happiness at the sight of him had vanished; she was dead serious now.

"You are one tough lass...well...I brought a movie for us to enjoy." Hook held up the little box, hearing the inside disk jiggle. "Shall we? And those chocolates won't eat themselves, love. Dig in."

"You've got to be kidding me... "The Notebook"? What do I look like? A sap?"

"Honestly, I have no bloody idea what it is or what it's about. Your little Henry was the one who mentioned it."

"What?" Emma pondered, freaking out. "He didn't give you that, did he? It's rated 'R'!"

"Ruby let me borrow it when she heard Henry telling me in the dinner. She said she had more exciting things to do with Dr. Whale tonight anyway... Now how does this work?" He gestured to the inanimate television sitting directly across from her hospital bed.

After a few minutes of hard work and Emma's belligerent teasing, Hook finally figured out how to work the television and the accompanying DVD player. When he was done and had just started the movie, he claimed the empty space beside her, on the bed, and settled in.

Emma popped a chocolate piece into her mouth before offering the box to Hook. "Those are for you, love."

"And I want you to have some," Emma objected, pressing the heart-shaped box on him as the movie started.

"Shush...it's beginning."

They did not speak throughout the entire movie, astonished at the movie's elements and daring nature. It was different and new, Hook thought. He surely had not expected something like this...with so many unknown items and words...accents. So much—he did not know. But Emma knew, and she was definitely sobbing into his shoulder by the end.

Not long after, she fell asleep.

Their empty box of chocolates lay abandoned on the bedside table. The roses rested proudly in a vase nestled next to it.

Hook gently eased himself out of the bed, careful not to wake Emma.

She was so peaceful when she slept. No longer did her face contain a hint of sarcasm or sadness... She appeared content and peaceful.

Kissing the crown of her head, Hook murmured "Goodnight, Emma," to her unconscious form and exited her room, turning off the TV and softly closing the door behind him.

Valentine's Day had been rather pleasant after all...

Happy Valentine's Day, and I hope you all enjoyed the fluff. I'm super-uber excited for "Manhattan"! What do you guys think will happen? I really hope Neal is Baelfire... :D