Mr. Gold was frustrated. It was a week ago they had cut the ties before he was able to find who the connection was. It was close he could feel it. He just didn't know where. He watched them all pampering Emma who seemed to be in sort of a shocked state. He had never seen her like that. She was always in control of her emotions. Always had a plan. None of them asked her what she saw since she woke up.

He sighs and walks over to her, "Ms. Swan? I need you to talk to me. I need to know what you saw."

She didn't even blink. She just sat there. Motionless. It was like none of them existed. He had tried the nice approach. It was time to be his ruthless self. He prepared himself for the angry words and grabbed her face turning it towards him, "Emma, we need you to tell us. If you don't, I will make you."

Hook went to grab him but was flung against the wall, "Get your hands off her, Crocodile!"

Neal looked at his father outraged, "What the hell do you think you are doing? She is in no shape t-"

Gold glares up at him, "The only way to fix this is to get her to answer. We can't solve whatever problem this is if she stays silent. So if you all will just shut up!" They all begrudgingly nod and he looks back down at Emma, "Tell me what the shadow showed you, dearie. That is the only way we can stop him."

For the first time in days Emma looked at him instead of through him. The tears started to well up in her eyes and she spoke in a voice that cracked, "You want to know what I saw? It is a burden that I wish upon no one. Something so horrible…So terrifying. Are you sure?" She looks around the room, "Once you hear it you can't forget it. I envy you your ignorance. Are you all sure that you want to hear?"

Snow shudders at the haunted look on her daughters face and sighs, "I think we need to know."

Emma closes her eyes and sees the images flash in her mind's eye and nods, "Fine. We were here in Storybrooke, but there was…blood everywhere. Bodies of people we love everywhere. Henry was…" She pauses as a sob wracks her body, "He was lying at my feet, dead. Mary-Margaret and David lie broken and lifeless a few feet away." She rubs a hand over her face, "Regina, Neal, and Gold were against a building. Your magic was blocked by something. You were all powerless and scared, but I could see the look of death in each of your eyes. And Hook…" She breaks off again trying to stop the sobs that threatened to overtake her, "You were running towards me. Yelling. The look of pure terror on your face as you tried to save me from whatever was happening. And then the shadow appears behind you and…and rips your shadow from you. I try to get to you, but it was too late. You fell to the ground. Dead."

She finally gives into the sobs as everyone in the room falls silent with shock. Gold takes a deep breath, "It is possible that what you saw was just another way to get inside your head. To break you."

Emma turns on him, suddenly angry, "You don't think I considered that! You don't think that I have hoped and prayed for that! But we can't know! You can't guarantee that it won't happen! Your powers of seeing the future don't work here! And the thought of everyone I love dying because YOU made me the savior is tearing me apart!"

David steps forward trying to fight the tears, "We are strong together, Emma. We will win."

A sudden calm settles over her as she looks at the man who is her father, "You didn't see it. Hearing and seeing are two different things. You can think that all you want, but it isn't true." She looks at the wall and continues in her deadly calm voice, "This will happen and you will all die."

Hook walks over and grabs her hand, "No. Emma, look at me!" She looks up at him, "No one will touch your son and no one will touch you! I swear that to you! I will not allow this."

Emma closes her eyes, "I wish it were that simple."

Emma walks into the Sherriff's office. It had been two week since she told everyone the startling truth of what she saw. She no longer dreamt of Peter Pan or the shadow. But she had nightmares that kept her up at nights. She was so tired. She didn't even know how she was still standing. She had lost some weight since then. It was hard to keep food down when everywhere she looked she saw blood.

David greets her and takes her jacket, "How are you feeling?"

She rubs her eyes, "I am ready to shoot someone. Catch some bad guys. Unfortunately this town is boring as of late."

He laughs, "Hard to imagine a town like ours being boring, but I guess that is true. All the evil people are working on the side of good…for the time being."

She shakes her head, "Now we just have to keep an eye on our outsider. Why is he still here?"

David shrugs, "I don't know. Something is off about him. He says he is just taking a look around town. Exploring the sites."

Emma rolls her eyes and is about to sit down when her cell rings, "Hello?"

Snow answers out of breath, "Hey! I was in the woods looking around and I found August. He is alive and made completely of wood. You should bring Marco and meet me at the west entrance."

Emma smiles, "Great. I will see you there." She hangs up and looks at David, "I have to go. Your wife had found August. You should go check on the mines. See their progress so far."

David nods and they both head out.

Snow knocks on the trailer door and waits for a response. When she hears nothing she opens the door and they all walk in, "August? Are you here?"

Emma frowns at her surroundings, "Where could he have gone?"

Marco sighs sadly, "My poor boy. I just need to see him."

Emma touches his shoulder, "We will find him. I promise."

Snow points to the door, "I guess we search the woods. Find a trail that he left."

Emma nods, "It seems to be the only plan we have."

They don't get too far when her phone rings. She looks up, "It's the sheriff station." She answers, "Hello?"

August talks quickly, "Emma! It's me. I was looking for you! I need to tell you something."

Emma smiles relieved to hear his voice, "August! Slow down. What is going on?"

He tries to calm his breathing, "Emma, you are in danger. The whole town is in danger. She is trying to-"

The line goes dead and Emma looks at her phone, "August? August!" She looks behind her and starts to walk, "We need to get to the station. NOW!"

They all take off at a run. Emma was concerned. She didn't know if he was in danger or not, but she knew it would be best to get their fast. Why hadn't she told David to stay put! She speeds up and enters the clearing. They are only feet away from the back of the station and she rounds the corner in time to see August staggering out of the front doors.

She runs forward and catches him as he falls, "August! Are you all right?"

August looks at her, "You need to be careful. She-" Before he could finish his sentence, he falls motionless. Emma closes her eyes and feels the tears.

Marco pulls him off her lap and cries out, "My boy! I am so sorry!"

Neal and Hook walk up frowning. Emma watches Marco sadly as he cradles his son to him. Neal looks between them, "Is that…is that August."

Emma looks up and nods, "Yes. Someone killed him."

David, Henry and the blue fairy run up behind Marco. Snow had called David once they arrived at the scene.

Marco looks at the blue fairy pleadingly, "Can you do something? Can you bring him back to me?"

She smiles and nods, "He did the honorable thing. I can make him into the boy you loved." They watch in awe as the wooden man before them is turned into a real boy. Marco hugs him close with joy.

The boy pulls back, "I will never lie again, Papa. I promise."

Marco smiles, "I know, my boy."

Emma turns him around and puts her hands on his shoulders, "Pinocchio, I need you to try and remember what you were trying to warn me about. Can you do that?"

The boy looks at her trying to remember and shakes his head, "I don't remember, honestly."

She smiles, "Ok. Why don't you go home with your father? Thank you."

They walk away and she stands up. David looks at her sadly, "You can't say it's boring anymore."

Emma laughs, "I always find a way to jinx things." She sobers, "He said that the whole town is in danger. Something about a 'she.' Looks like we have a killer to hunt down."

Tamara walks up to Neal, "I guess you weren't lying. I saw the whole thing."

Emma grimaces, "So much for not using magic in front of outsiders."

Tamara smiles, "You can trust me. I will keep the secrets of this town."

Emma raises a brow, "If I were you, I would escape this town."

She frowns, "Why?"

Emma shakes her head, "Never mind. I have some work to do."

She starts walking to the station, but Hook pulls her aside and out of sight, "Emma, are you ok? You aren't looking well."

She smiles, "Thanks." She laughs at the apologetic look on his face, "No worries. I am fine. August is alive…even if he is a little boy now."

Hook scratches his head, "That isn't what I meant. You haven't talked to me in weeks, Emma. Is there something I need to know about? Are you…mad at me?"

She looks down. It was true, she was avoiding him. She sighs, "Look, Hook, I know you were having your doubts about me…about us. And I get it. All of this is crazy. I don't expect you to deal with my life's drama." She looks back up at him, "I don't want you to die because you feel obligated to protect me or whatever. I don't want you to die at all."

He touches her cheek and sighs with relief at the contact, "Emma, I love you. Nothing else matters. I thought that you were changing me. Making me weaker. But in truth, you make me stronger. Love, I am not dying and neither are you."

She grins up at him and grabs the front of his shirt, pulling him closer, "I have never loved anyone the way that I love you, Captain."

Hook closes the space between them unable to resist her. He kisses her more passionately than he ever had before. She moans as he thrusts his tongue into her mouth and runs her hands through his hair. She would never get enough of this. The feel of his lips against hers, his body melded to hers. He was so perfect. He lifts her up and she wraps her leg around his waist as he pushes her against the wall. She gasps as he kisses down her chin to the sensitive spot just below her ear. Everything else in the world seemed to fade away when she was with him. She pulls his mouth back up to hers and arches slightly. She smiles against his lips when he growls with pleasure. Her hand starts to move down his chest and under his shirt when…

David clears his throat and clenches his teeth, "I don't mean to interrupt, pirate, but I would appreciate it if you got your grimy hands off my daughter."

Emma drops down so her feet hit the ground and she can't help but to laugh at the situation. Both David and Hook glare at her and she shrugs, "Oh, come on. You can't see the hilarity in this situation?" They look at her blankly and she holds her hands up, "Fine, have no sense of humor."

They both go back to glaring at each other. She suppresses another fit of laughter as they stare each other down. David is the first to talk, "You need to stay away from my daughter, Pirate!"

Hook snarls, "You better back off! It's not like I was forcing myself on her."

David steps forward angrily, "I have had enough of you! If you ever touch her again…"

Hook takes his own step forward, making it so they were inches apart, "She seems to enjoy it when I touch her. The way she moans with pleasure."

Emma's eyes widen as David punches Hook in the jaw. Before Emma can react the two are rolling on the ground hitting each other. She watches them trade blows for a minute before she pulls hook off David, "You two need to stop or I will throw you both in jail for the night!"

They both look at her with surprise and they back away. She smiles, "Good. Now, Hook, stop acting like a jackass and making so he wants to punch you." David smiles and she turns to him, "And you! I know you are my father and all, but you need to stop with this overprotectiveness. You lost that right when I grew up without you. So back off! I can date whoever I want."

David frowns, "I guess you are right. I just can't help it. You are my daughter still. It is instinct."

Emma smiles, "I know. And I do appreciate it, but we are the same age. It is a little strange."

David laughs, "Yes it is." He looks at Hook, "I won't apologize. I still don't like you."

Hook watches him leave and turns to Emma, "You called me a jackass."

Emma grins, "You were being one. You can't deny it."

Hook shakes his head, "Aye, you are right about that, lass."

She takes his hand and pulls him into the station, "I have some paperwork to fill out and you are going to keep me company."

Emma meets up with Henry and Regina at Granny's after telling Hook she would see him later. He had tried to convince her to stay awhile, but she just kissed him and walked away. Now she was having dinner with her son and his adoptive mother. Neal walks over and joins them.

Emma smiles at him, "Where is Tamara?"

Neal shrugs, "She said she was going to bed. She wants to get up early to train for a marathon she is running."

Regina frowns, "It is only 7. A little early to be going to sleep."

Emma laughs, "It takes all kinds. How is she adjusting?"

Neal shrugs again still uncomfortable talking about his relationship with Emma, "She seems to accept it. After what she saw with August, anything seems possible to her."

Henry takes a drink of his hot cocoa, "As long as she doesn't go around telling her friends, we are good."

They all laugh. They continue talking throughout their meal late into the evening. Emma didn't know what the others excuse was for not wanting to go home, but she knew hers. She was afraid to sleep. Afraid to have another tortuous dream that she wouldn't remember and feel crazy once she woke to the concerned faces. Or if those dreams didn't haunt her, the ones of her families dead bodies scattered around her did. She couldn't keep forcing herself to stay awake. Pretty soon the fatigue would take over.

Regina looks at the clock on the wall and yawns, "I think I need to head home. It is getting rather late."

Emma sighs heavily, "Yeah, I should probably get Henry to bed as well. He has school in the morning."

Henry groans, "I rather hang out with you. Can't I just take tomorrow off? Please."

She looks at his puppy dog pout and shakes her head, "I don't think so, kid. We all have to live our lives."

She grabs his jacket and hands it to him. She puts hers' on and with one last wave to Neal and Regina walks home to bed. A place that used to be safe, but was now her nightmare.

Emma wakes to the strange forest she had been dreading. She slowly stands up and looks around, waiting. It was eerie how silent everything was. She starts to walk towards the sound of water. She sits on a large boulder by the stream and lies back. Something was wrong. Normally when she came here the voice would taunt her. Or the shadow would appear. Now there was nothing.

She hears a movement to her right and watches as the shadow appears. She cringes at the sight, "What are you going to do now? Kill me?"

The shadow remains silent. She wonders if it can even talk. They sit staring at each other. She couldn't figure out what it wanted. There was no point in this. She felt like she should run but her feet wouldn't move. Suddenly a bright light appears and the shadow disappears. She looks around trying to find the source.

A sweet melodic voice sounds behind her, "Come with me. Follow my voice. I can help you, but only if you help me."

Emma turns towards the sound and slowly gets up, mesmerized. She walks as if in a dream. Well she was, but this wasn't an average dream. She comes to the caves where Peter had told her his story and she lets a tear fall for the poor boy who just wanted a mother. She walks in and there sits a blonde beauty with deep blue eyes and a dress that looked like it was made of leaves. She was petite and had a sweet smile.

She stands up and fluorescent wings appear at her back, "Hi, I am Tinker bell. A friend of Peter Pan."

Emma smiles, "You are the pixie that was helping him." She looks around the cave, "What is going on? Why didn't the shadow try to hurt me?"

Tinker bell grabs her hand, "Brave savior, I am the one that controls these dreams. I did it as a favor to Peter, but now that the shadow has taken him I feel lost. I knew what Peter wanted which is why I made you forget his torments once you awoke. I didn't realize you had such powerful allies on the other side. The shadow controls this realm, but he is unable to control the pixies here. We are strong, but we cannot defeat him."

Emma looks at the tiny hand in hers, "So it is not only the lost boys that suffer at his hands. I don't know how I will be able to help."

The pixie smiles gently, "You have lost faith in yourself. I am here to get it back. I will make you strong enough to overcome your feelings of inadequacy. For if you start to have doubts in yourself then all is lost in this world and the next. You just need to believe."

Emma shakes her head, "I don't know if I can. Not after what the shadow has shown me."

Tinker bell frowns, "Shown you? Please, tell me. Or…if it won't be too much trouble…let me look into your head and see for myself." Emma nods and Tinker bell touches he head softly. A small gasps escapes her lips. She opens her eyes, "Emma, my dear, I am so sorry you ever had to be put through something so horrible. That is not the truth. You have to see its lies in order to breaks its power over you. The shadow cannot see what the future holds, but he can put the fear of the future in someone. You have to overcome."

Emma's face fills with so many emotions, "How? How do I get that out of my head?"

The petite girl in front of her touches her cheek lightly, "Face it. Look at every detail of this fake future reality and believe that it is not true, then come back to visit me and I will take the last of the images away so you will forget you ever saw it."

Emma bites her lip, "Why can't you take it away now?"

Tinker bell sighs, "Because it is too strong. Your belief in it is too strong."

Emma nods, "I don't know if I can but I will try. How will find my way back?"

The pixie girl laughs, "Just think of me and I will show up in your next dream."

Everything starts to fade around her and Emma shoots up in her own bed. She looks at the clock. Five in the morning. She takes a quick shower and quietly walks into the kitchen to write a note letting Snow and David know she was gone for the day and to make sure Henry got to school.

Hook was dreaming of her. The touch of her fingers, the feel of her lips, the smell of her perfume, the playful look in her eye. When the knock comes on his door he curses and looks at the clock. Who the bloody hell was at his door at this hour. The knock comes again, louder and more insistent. Hook throw of the covers and pulls on some pants.

When he opens the door to Emma every nasty word on his tongue disappeared, "Aye, lass, I was just dreaming of you."

She pushes him inside and kicks the door closed, "Shut up and take off your clothes."

He looks at the pants he had thrown on and quirks a brow, "I knew you couldn't resist me for long, love."

She pulls off her shirt and everything he wanted to say was lost as it always was at the sight of her naked. He wastes no time in getting his pants off and soon they are tangled in the sheets.

A/N: Will Emma be able face her biggest fear? Will she believe in herself? Can she save Neverland? And seriously is Tamara good or evil? Did she kill August the man or was it someone else? Will David and Hook ever get along? When will all these questions be answered? Keep reading. All answers are coming soon

I hope you enjoy. Review and tell me what you would like to see and I promise if it fits in the story I will include it. There will be a romantic date for Hook and Emma before all hell breaks completely loose. I cant wait.

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