He found the film- Finding Nemo, was it, strange, sad, but also weird. Fishes don't talk, but then films are different.
"I have an idea," Emma suddenly said.
"What?"
"Mr. Gold, Rumpelstiltskin has your hand. I think I can reattach it for you."
"You can?" Killian asked, a hint of joy in his voice, and Emma nodded.
"Alright then," he told her and she settled on is shoulder to watch the rest of the movie, "we'll get it."
"So we break in and take the hand?" Killian asked, he was curious on how they were going to get his hand back.
"Stealing?" Emma asked, "if he doesn't let us try to buy it the first time."
The answer surprised Killian, Emma was going to steal if she needed to. One bloody hell of a woman.
The two walked into the shop and the crocodile entered.
"Ah, Ms. Swan," he began, "how may I assist you today?"
It almost sounded intimating.
"How much for something?"
"Be clearer won't you?"
"How much to buy something... like, say- I dunno, the hand," she pointed to his hand, sitting on the shelf next to other items he didn't really care about.
"Ohh, Ms. Swan," he said, walking to take the hand down from the shelf, "this, is exquisite, it's not worth anything. It's priceless."
Emma and Killian sighed at the same time, but the crocodile said something that surprised them both:
"But I will give it back to you, free of charge."
"And the price?" she asked. Why was she asking that? But then Killian remembered that.. well the crocodile needs a price for every little thing.
"It's not hard really," he told them, "just kiss Neal."
Emma sputtered, "what?!"
"Kiss Neal," the coward said and Neal came walking out from the back room.
"Um.. I-" Emma stepped back and took Killian's hand, "I'll think about it." and they both ran out.
"What now?" she muttered, "what am I supposed to do now?"
"You can just kiss him?" Killian suggested and Emma shook her head.
"Never in my life, would I kiss him again."
"So what?"
"Regina," she told him, "Regina can help."
"How?" he asked, following Emma who was going to Regina's house.
"Because magic," she said.
"Regina!" Emma shouted when they were outside her door, and she opened her door.
"What?" Regina asked.
"I need your magic for something," Emma told her, and she was caught by surprise.
"You need my magic?" Regina asked, Emma nodded and Regina scoffed.
"Under normal circumstances, I would say no, but since you saved Henry, what is it?" Regina said.
"Any chance you can shape shift someone to look like me and go to Mr. Gold's shop and kiss Neal in order to get Killian's hand?"
Regina just blinked, "i'm sorry what?"
"Shape shift someone into me and go to Mr. Gold's shop and get Killian's hand, can you do it?"
"Alright then, I would do it, but you said 'kiss Neal' so no, bring someone who is willing and i'll do it."
Emma let out a sigh, "who would willingly be turned into.. well, me, and kiss Neal."
"Well, maybe you can just do it?" Regina asked and Emma shook her head.
"Just, like pay someone to do it or something," she told Regina, "please."
"I'll try," she nodded back and Emma took Killian's hand, "ok, thanks Regina."
"So what now?" Killian asked.
"Now, we wait."
"But you can trust Regina?" Killian asked, remembering her pushing him down to be the 'distraction', "I mean, what if she doesn't to it?"
"Oh no, Killian," Emma said, "this is Henry we're talking about. She would do anything for him. And since we invited her to come help find him, she'll do anything, trust me."
"Okay then," Killian replied, taking Emma's hand.
"I'm still wondering how the Coward Jr. got out," Killian said when they got into the sheriff station.
"I think someone let him out," Emma replied.
"Was it your dad?"
"Hope not," she said.
"How come you don't call them your parents?" the words escaped Killian's lips before he had the chance to think.
"What?" Emma was caught by surprise.
"Mary Margret and David," he told her, "how come you don't call them 'mom' or 'dad'?"
"That's something for me to know, and for you to not," Emma replied, and Killian lean towards her.
"Are you sure about that, love?" he teased, kissing her cheek, "you'll tell me, I know you will."
"Think again," she muttered.
"Why are we here?"
"You're asking me," Emma said, suddenly realizing they were at the sheriff's station.
"Pizza," David said as he pulled out two frozen things out of the fridge, which was probably pizza. David stuck it the oven.
The four of them sat in the couch, watching a television program which Killian didn't know until there was a knock on the door.
"I got it," Mary Margret said, going to the door, and David did the same, when a timer rang.
"Emma?!" Mary Margret asked, and looked to the Emma that was on the couch.
"Move over," the other Emma said, pushing Mary Margret to the side and stopped in front of the two of them- Killian and the real Emma. The fake Emma disappeared and in her place was Regina, who was holding Killian's hand.
"Thank you," he muttered, grabbing the hand from Regina's possession.
"Regina, what happened?" Emma asked, and Killian finally realized that Regina's hair was messy and her make up sort of smeared.
"Neal was what happened," she sneered.
"What?"
"He thought I was you... obviously, since I looked like you, and he freaking tried to seduce me," Regina told them.
"And Gold didn't even give me the hand so I had to grab it and run," she complained, "I will never do you a favor again."
"Well," Emma said as David came out with plates filled with slices of pizza, "can you just reattach it?"
"What point of 'I will never do you another favor again' do you not get?" she asked, got up and grab a plate out of David's hand.
"What the hell happened to you?" David asked her surprised by her messy hair and smeared make up.
"Ask her," Regina said, pointing to Emma, gave Henry a kiss on the cheek and walked out with the pizza.
"So?" he asked her, "what the hell happened to her?"
"Er.." was all Emma replied, so Killian took the situation on his own hands- hand- soon to be hands.
"She wanted to reattach my hand, so she asked Mr. Gold and he said that for the hand she had to kiss Neal and she didn't want to," he took a breath, carefully watching Mary Margret's and David's expression, "and she didn't want to. Can't blame her really. Anyways, she asked Regina to find anyone who would and apparently, Regina took it on her own hands."
Everyone was silent and grabbed a plate, apparently David was too late and had to get another one because Regina took his.
"So how are you going to reattach dad's hand?" Henry asked and Killian almost choked. Henry was still calling him dad.
"No clue," Emma said, not being bothered by Henry's choice of words.
"But you will find a way right?" Henry said and Killian heard a grunt beside him, David was back.
"I won't stop until I succeed, kid," Emma replied and ruffled his hair.
"Isn't it strange that Mr. Gold kept his hand?" Henry asked, and Killian handed him his hand.
"Oh," Henry said as soon as Killian let go, "it's heavier than I thought."
"Some people keep treasures from their adventure- you know a souvenir," Killian said.
"Killian?" Emma asked out of the blue as they sat on the bed in her room, her head on his shoulder.
"Hmm?"
"You know I won't stop until I find a way to reattach your hand, right?"
"I know that very well, lass," Killian replied. If there's one thing that Emma wants, she won't stop trying.
"And when you do get your hand back, I will take you shopping," Emma told him.
"Shopping," Killian repeated, "seriously?"
"Yes," he can feel her grin and snuggle closer to him, "you need better clothes."
"So you're saying you don't like my clothes?"
"I'm saying," Emma replied in a stern voice, "is that you need more clothes."
"More?"
"Hate to point it out, but you only have like one set of clothes."
"Well, someone's feisty. Besides, I have three sets of clothes," he muttered, "get it right."
Emma laughed- no giggle. Why does she giggle now? It's strange.
"But shopping?" he asked in a hurtful tone, "why must you hate my choice of clothing?"
"I don't hate it," she replied, "I'm just saying you can have better."
"Yeah, okay," he smirked.
"I'm not kidding."