A/N: Finally a new chapter! Sorry it kind of took forever...the days have been blending together since break started and I don't even know what day I live in anymore. Also, my Nana got really sick just a few days ago, which she has never gotten sick like that before. She had to be taken to the hospital and it was just pretty intense because we had no idea what was going on. But she's all better now and is back home and it is not going to ruin our New Year's celebration :) But here's the new chapter and I hope you guys enjoy it! Reviews would be awesome :)

"And you're positive you don't remember how the explosion happened?"

He shook his head, keeping his eyes on the two officers. They made him feel uneasy, as if they were trying to figure out how to place the blame on him.

"You understand that we searched the area and it didn't seem like there was any trace of explosion. In fact, the only way we could tell it was an explosion was the way we found you. All of your injuries point to you being in an explosion, yet there was no trace of one." The second officer said.

"The man said he doesn't remember anything. I've shown you gentlemen the brain scans. I'm hopeful that he'll recover his memories, but until then, I won't have you troubling him more than he needs to be." a man dressed in a white coat said from the doorway. "Now, are there any other questions you have for my patient?"

"I guess not." the first officer said. "Give us a call as soon as there's any changes with his memory."

The two officers walked out, leaving him alone with this new face. But the face wasn't completely new. He had seen him when they took him in for the brain scans. He shook that memory out of his head. Getting those brain scans was something he never wanted to do again.

"Hello, let me just formerly introduce myself. I'm Dr. Williams. I'm in charge of your case right now."

He gave him a slight nod. He felt like he should give his name in return. Except he didn't have one.

Dr. Williams grabbed the clipboard at the edge of his bed and started flipping through a few of the pages, pulling out a pen and jotting things down on the paper. He sat down on the chair by the bed. "I've heard you've been talking with Beth. She's a chatterbox. Can talk your ear off if you let her." Dr. Williams said with a small grin. "She mentioned you had the name 'Milah' tattoed on your arm. Any recollection of her?"

He shook his head.

"Yeah, didn't expect you to. It's a pretty uncommon name, but we've found some matches. Only thing is that none of them have filed a missing persons report and most likely don't seem to have a connection to you. But, considering your accent, we're looking at people internationally too. We're looking for other leads on any family or friends you might have that are looking for you. We've got some people looking through missing person's reports, but nothing's coming up. We did manage to get some hair samples that were on your clothes and we've sent those in to get a match. Hopefully, we'll be able to find someone who knows who you are."

He just sat there, listening to Dr. Williams. From what he understood, he had been there for about two days. Two days of not know who he was. Just a few days ago, he knew everything there was to know about his own life. Whether he had a family, what he did for a living, where he came from, what his name even was. Now, everything was a complete blank. He could only hope that something as simple as hair from his clothes would help bring him a step closer to his retrieving his memories. He didn't exactly understand how it would work, but he wasn't about to question it. In the back of his mind, the word magic started nibbling at him.

"Where exactly am I right now?" he asked instead.

"Augusta, Maine."

His face was blank. He had never heard of it.

"United States?" Dr. William added, hoping for some kind recognition.

His face still remained blank.

Dr. Williams shook his head. "I don't think I've ever seen a case as severe as yours." He mumbled to himself. "We'll figure out who you are, don't worry. Now, about your name…normally, we call all other patients John. Don't ask me why, that's just how it is. The nurses seem to have taken to calling you 'Hook.' I don't know why, but it just seems to suit you. So are you okay with being referred to as 'Hook' until we figure out your proper name?"

Hook. Maybe it did suit him. They had after all found him with an actual hook attached. He wondered what the hell he was thinking when he did that. He focused back on Dr. Wiliams. Thinking about the name made him uneasy for some reason. Maybe there was a reason behind it that was hidden within his lost memories. But it was a name and it was better than nothing. "Hook it is then," he said with a small smile.

Henry had helped her find a knife to start cutting away the vines that were climbing up the walls. Henry mentioned it would probably be a whole lot easier if she just blasted the vines away with her magic, but Emma insisted on doing things the old fashioned way. Just because she had magic didn't mean she could use it on everything. Besides, it gave her something to occupy her mind while she waited for the meeting to end. With cutting the vines and Henry chattering, it helped keep her mind off of Killian.

Dr. Whale eventually found her in the hallway. He stared yelling at her, demanding why she was up, but then stopped himself. He threw his hands in the air in surrender and said that if she wanted to ruin her health and the baby's then that was her choice. He walked away and as soon as he did, Henry started laughing.

"Henry, behave!" Emma hissed.

Henry kept laughing, but managed to keep it quiet. "Did you see the way the veins in his forehead started throbbing?"

Emma rolled her eyes, but had noticed the veins as well. She didn't think it was all that funny, but Henry's reaction to it was what made her laugh.

"You two done?"

They both sobered when they saw David standing in front of them. He had a serious expression on his face, but it quickly turned into one of concern. "Emma, why are you up? Aren't you supposed to be resting? What did Dr. Whale say?"

Emma resisted rolling her eyes. "I'm fine. Dr. Whale said I could be up." her eyes started looking past him at the people coming out of the room. That meant the meeting was most likely over. It was only a few people. Ruby, Regina, Belle, Rumpelstiltskin, even Dr. Hopper, but she still didn't see Killian. "Have you seen Killian?" she asked.

David shook his head, looking around as well. "I really need to talk to him actually. We're going to send out a small group to find Philip and Aurora and I wanted him to go. Aside from me, he's one of the best swordsman here and we need someone focused on being the protector of the group."

Emma wanted to comment on David's compliment of Killian. They had slowly developed an odd sort of friendship over the years. While it was nice they got along, it sometimes disturbed Emma. But her attention was more on the fact that David hadn't seen him either.

David suddenly frowned. "You practically had a concussion. Hook wasn't there with you? Did something happen right before we were sent here?"

Emma glanced over at Henry who was still close by. It looked like he was busy sweeping, but Emma knew him enough to know he was eaves-dropping. She pointed to a spot at the very end of the hall, saying that he missed a spot over there.

As Henry trudged away, Emma looked around to make sure no one else was around before conitnuing. "I think he might've somehow stayed in Storybroke. I don't know how, but I can't think of another explanaiton. We were all transported here to the palace, but Killian's the only one missing."

David's frown only deepened. "What if he ended up in a different part of the forest?"

"I don't know, but the more I think about it, the more I think Gold tampered with it and messed it up just so he didn't make it back." Emma said, already feeling her nerves starting to rile up.

David placed both hands on her shoulders though. "Hey, calm down. I'm sure Rumpstilkien didn't do something like that. I have a feeling he'd be more concerened with what Belle would have to say."

Emma took a deep breath. "We have to find him. I need to find him."

"We can do a tracker spell. If he really did make it back to the Enchanted Forest, then we'll find him. And if somehow he got stuck in Storybroke…well, we'll figure it out when we get there. Do you have something that belonged to him?"

Emma reached for her cartilage on her ear and pulled off a small hoop earing. David glanced at it, then gave her a questioning look. Emma just shook her head, closing her fingers around the earring. "It's a long story." she mumbled as they started walking.

They walked in silence for a while before David broke it. "Congratulations by the way. I heard what happened before the spell hit and…well, I'm pretty excited about the news."

Emma swallowed hard. Snow had told him? She knew that he was going to find out eventually. Hell, everyone was going to find out sooner or later, but there were certain people that she wanted to tell personally. David was one of them considering he was her father. She didn't even look up at him, knowing exactly how old fashioned he was about these things. "Um, yeah. Thanks. I haven't really told anyone about it yet."

"You don't sound too happy about this,"

Emma shrugged, still not looking at him. "It's going to completely change my life…I'm scared that I'm going to screw up somehow." Emma took a deep breath, "I kind of already did," she mumbled.

"Emma, Killian getting separated is in no way your fault. Seeing you two together, I honestly don't think there's anyway either of you could screw up so bad that everything just falls apart."

Emma didn't want to be having this conversation right now. Her head was still throbbing a little, she was worried about Killian and the baby, and their last conversation would not stop playing over in her head. "Right before the spell hit, he walked out on me. Well, he was about to, but then the spell hit and…" Emma shook her head. "He didn't seem too happy about the idea of starting a family already," she blurted out.

David stopped and Emma finally looked up at him. Surprise was written all over his face. "Wait…what are you talking about?"

Emma wondered if maybe David hadn't been talking about the pregnancy…

"Are you pregnant?" he hissed.

Emma sighed. Of course this is how he would find out.

"And he just walked out on you!" David exclaimed. "Emma, I thought you two had gotten engaged! What the hell is wrong with him, walking out on you when he knows you're pregnant!?"

David's yelling wasn't doing anything for Emma. She could feel her head starting to pound more and her emotions weren't helping. She could feel her stomach starting to churn. Maybe she should've stayed in bed…

"Emma, are you all right?"

Emma didn't get a chance to answer David. She turned away, trying to find an empty container or vase or something. She ended up hunching over in a corner and everything in her stomach came out with a few heaves. She didn't get morning sickness too bad, but when she had it, it was awful.

She could feel her hair being pulled back and a hand rubbing her back. She stayed hunched over for a few moments until she was sure she was done. She closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths, slowly standing up. In the back of her mind, she wondered if toothbrushes even existed in this place.

"Better?" David asked sheepishly, keeping a hand on her shoulder. With his other hand, he pulled out a handkerchief and silently offered it.

Emma took it, wiping her mouth and nose. She stuffed it in her pocket, figuring it'd be better to just wash it. "Yeah, just…a little morning sickness." Emma looked at the mess she made, and with a wave of her hand, a gray smoke came and covered it. It was gone within five seconds along with the mess. It was one of the first tricks she had learned when harnessing her magic: how to quickly clean up messes. She was glad Henry wasn't here. He would proceed to insist on using magic to clear away the vines in the palace.

They started walking again, this time with linked arms.

"I'm sorry…I didn't mean to start yelling." David finally said.

Emma shrugged. "He asked you about proposing, didn't he?"

David smiled a little. "He might be a pirate, but he's still obsessed with good form."

Emma pursed her lips. It hurt to think of him right now. How was he even surviving in the other world? He was still fascinated by the power of a microwave.

"You'll find each other and whatever happened before the spell hit won't matter."

"Why are you always so optimistic?" Emma grumbled.

"The same reason why I didn't try and stop him from proposing to you."

True Love. The bitter part of Emma couldn't help but scoff at the idea. Did true love include the person walking out when you announce you're pregnant? But she knew David was right.

"Regina should be just inside this room." David said, stopping in front of a closed door. "You ready?"

"And Operation Cobra Rescue is officially a go." Emma said with a faint smile.