She immediately falls to the dirty ground of a barn. What a relief. There's a hand waiting to help her up and she promptly grabs it, but hey, is it a left hand...?

"WHAT THE HELL? WHAT DID YOU DO?" No no no, this can't be happening, no!

"The way you talked about the Queen having my heart", explains the Huntsman, "made me think she was somehow going to get it back. I wasn't gonna take that chance."

Not only her magic had failed, but they've just possibly caused everything they know to change. Emma's hysterical and she feels that her state is completely validated. "ARE YOU KIDDING ME? DO YOU REALIZE WHAT YOU'VE DONE? YOU MAY HAVE JUST CHANGED THE ENTIRE COURSE OF HISTORY! WE TOLD YOU!"

Killian isn't quite as intense as Emma, but that doesn't mean he's any less angry at the man. "This isn't a joke, mate, you were not supposed to be here! Whatever possessed you to..."

"THIS IS A DISASTER! WHAT THE HELL!"

Emma starts to hyperventilate and Killian forces his breath and brain to slow down. They can't both lose control right now. He does decide to ignore the stupid, stupid git for the time being, though, because he knows even one look at the man will make him lose his cool again.

"Swan, listen to me" he says, grabbing her shoulders. "You're still here. The curse still happened otherwise you couldn't have recreated a portal to a town that never existed in the first place. Look!"

He moves his gaze and his hand all over their surroundings and her eyes follow, making her realize they're inside the very same barn they'd disappeared from a few days before. Her breath evens out and he knows he's got her.

"The book is right here in my satchel, which means your boy is probably not too far." And now for the final proof. Deep breaths. "Now we just need to check it for anything we may need to know before going back into town and then it's all going to be fine. What do you say?"

"Okay", she says, her voice still shaky.

"Okay."

They only allow themselves to breathe again when they reach the heavy volume's last page and see nothing really substantial had changed. There was only a mention of Regina being furious about having had one of her hearts stolen for two seconds but then she just went back to going after Snow White.

Emma sighs in relief and instinctively leans into Killian. He holds her head and kisses her forehead with a smile. "See? Everything is fine, love." No thanks to that buffoon, he thinks to himself, without ever losing focus on his Swan.

Before long, though, something in her suddenly snaps, and immediately she stands up. "Not necessarily."

"What are you talking about, love?"

"Everything was fine until the curse, that's where the book ends", she explains, "but after Henry brought me to Storybrooke everything was fair game!"

"Well, Swan, I guess there's only one way to figure this all out", he says, standing up himself and looking at the barn's door.

"But what if everything's different? I'm scared, Killian."

There she is again using his real name without any reason behind it. One day he'll let her know just how much it means to him.

He steps closer. "You're the bravest person I know, Emma. You can do it."

"I don't have to do it alone though...do I?"

She's all whispers and vulnerability and pleading eyes and gods above, he will never be able to deny that woman anything.

"Not anymore." His simple yet so meaningful answer causes her to give him a teary smile and he's never felt so close to her. They still need to deal with their two companions though, so he reluctantly changes his tune. "But we can't go together and leave those two free to walk around town without some proper talking to, can we?"

"You're right. Lucky for us my cellmate is still under my spell and Graham won't mind being tied up in here for a while because he knows he screwed up!"

A confused Huntsman speaks for the first time in a while. "Who's Graham?"

Emma doesn't have time for technicalities. "It's you! Shut up."

She's about to magically tie him and the woman up when a phone starts ringing with a familiar ringtone - hers. She follows the sound and picks it up. It's David.

"Hey!" She was never as happy to hear her father's voice as in this very moment.

"Sweetheart, where are you? Was Hook able to reach you? We couldn't get a hold of you since you stormed out and your mother and I were worried, so was Henry!"

"Stormed out?"

"Yes...after Hook let slip you were still planning to go back to New York- Emma, are you okay?"

"Yes! Yes, I'm sorry, I'm fine! I am so, so fine! Are you at Granny's?"

"Of course we are, do you think we wouldn't wait for you to come back to announce your brother's name? Have you hit your head? Are you sure you don't have a concussion or something!"

"Oh no no no, don't worry about it, I'm fine!" She really was. "I'll be there in fifteen!"

She hangs up and looks at a smirking Killian. "Go, Swan! I'll deal with these two and we'll be right behind. Go see your parents."

She looks at him tenderly, mouths him a thank you and quickly disappears outside.

"I guess that's what best friends are for", he mutters to himself, not sure whether to be happy that she holds him in such high regard or disheartened that she'll likely never see him as anything more. Right now it's a bit of both.

Emma gets to the diner and everything happens like she expects it to. She's home, with her family, her mom and dad, her son and her baby brother (Neal - what a touching tribute). With her friends. There's just something missing - or rather someone.

She finds him right outside, sitting at one of the tables on the porch. He's not alone, though. He's flanked by their two reluctant travel companions, who seem calm enough considering their situation.

"Hey, why don't you come inside? It's freezing out here!"

"Wouldn't want to intrude on the family moment, love", says Killian, almost apologetic.

"Why stop now?" They both smile quietly at her quip, and then she motions to the other two. "You too, let's go. Don't wanna have you going through a freaking time portal only to freeze to death! C'mon."

They get up and move towards the door. Emma walks behind Killian and strokes his arm, the intimacy making his whole body stiffen. He looks to check that this is really happening, this is really her being so openly affectionate to him, but his ensuing smile fades as soon as he raises his head and sees she's looking at the Huntsman apprehensively.