Emma and Killian arrived at the docks and got out of the car. They saw Mary Margaret and David chatting on a bench. A smile curled up on Emma's face as the saw her mother's own. Emma and Killian walked over to them.

"Hey, we made it," Emma said and Mary Margaret and David looked up.

"Oh, hey," David said and stood up. "I don't think we have been properly introduced." He extended his hand. "I'm David."

Emma took his hand. "Emma."

"Emma," David repeated and something flashed in his eyes. For a moment he just stared at her, like he was trying to remember something but than just shook his head and let go of her hand. "It's a beautiful name."

"Thanks." Maybe it was a bit awkward but somehow Emma didn't feel it. She even felt comfortable in David's presence, somehow it felt safe.

"Ready to go?" Killian asked the group. Everyone nodded and they followed Killian to the rented sail boat. Everything was already on board, they only had to sail away. Killian sailed them to the open waters.

Emma admired how much Killian seemed to be in his element on the waters, like he belonged there. There was a sparkle in his eyes and the smile on his face never seemed to leave as he stared at the waters before them. The bright sun made the sight of him only more gorgeous.

Killian caught her staring at him and gave her a soft smile which she returned. After a while Killian slowed the boat down until it was still and got down from the helm to join everyone. He sat down next to Emma while Mary Margaret unpacked some of the food they brought with them. David helped her and every now and then they made eye contact. Emma looked at Killian who had noticed it too and they smiled knowingly at each other.

"So, Emma," David started and handed everyone a sandwich. "What kind of work do you do?"

"I'm the towns Sheriff," she said and accepted the sandwich. "That's why I was running a little late."

"Does Killian work at the station, too?" he asked.

"No, I just came to help her today," Killian said. "She had to deal with some boys who are a bit tricky to catch."

David nodded.

"How is it going by the way?" Emma asked David.

"Pretty good actually," David said and took a bite of his sandwich. "I can't seem to remember anything from before the accident, though. But Kathryn was sure it would return if we just gave it some time." David's smile faded a bit at the mention of his wife.

"Is everything alright between you two?"

David shrugged. "I can't remember her and that's hard for her so she goes out a lot lately."

"Shouldn't your wife be supporting you more through a time like this?" Mary Margaret asked with a frown.

"She said she needed some time," he sighed. Emma noticed how her mother wanted to tell him the truth about Kathryn. She wanted to do that too but they needed more proof and David had to trust them more too, so she quickly changed the subject.

"Killian, where did you learn sailing?"

"My brother taught me," he said and she didn't miss the way a sadness formed in his eyes at the mention of his brother. "When we were younger we used to go sailing all the time."

Emma grabbed his hand and squeezed it slightly. He looked down at her and gave a sad smile. They spend the rest of the day on the on the boat, telling stories and jokes. When the sun started to set they returned to the shore and said their goodbyes.

Emma and Mary Margaret entered their apartment. They were surprised to see some take out bags from Granny's on the dinner table.

"I thought you guys might be hungry and exhausted when you came back so I got us some take out," Lily said and got up from the couch. "I also followed Kathryn for a bit. She was out with Frederick again."

"Thanks," Emma said and looked through the take out bags, surprised when she found grilled cheese and union rings. "How did you-"

"It was your favourite when we were friends," Lily cut her off. Emma felt touched that she remembered but also a bit guilty that she walked out on her, but she was going to make up for the lost time. "So, how did it go with David?" she asked Mary Margaret.

"It went well," Mary Margaret said absently, looking through the bags, taking some stuff out and sitting down on the couch. Emma walked over to Lily and crossed her arms.

"They couldn't keep their eyes off of each other," Emma whispered and Lily smirked at Mary Margaret who seemed to be lost in thoughts but had a smile on her face. "If they were an actual couple it wouldn't surprise me if I came back home scarred for life."

Lily laughed and they both grabbed their food, joining Mary Margaret on the couch. Emma turned so she was facing Lily.

"So how is it going with the baby and all?" she asked.

Lily shrugged. "Everything seems fine. The morning sickness is getting pretty annoying though."

"I know all about that," Mary Margaret said, surprising them both that she was actually listening. "I was in the same situation as you are now 24 years ago."

"Is it… hard?" Lily asked and looked down at her food.

"At first you have to get used to having more responsibilities, but you are lucky to have us. I had no one."

"But I was a good baby, right?" Emma said.

"The best," Mary Margaret said with a smile. "sleeping all the time, only waking for food."

"I guess nothing has changed," Lily joked and Emma shoved her in the arm. "Who's Emma's father?"

The smile on Mary Margaret's face faded a bit. "I guess we're me alike then you think, because I also have no who it is or could be."

"Really?" Lily asked in disbelieve and looked at Emma. "She does look a bit like the David guy."

Mary Margaret almost chocked and started coughing. Emma's eyes widened, wait a second… No. No more fairy tales, no more theories, no more Prince Charming and Snow White. It was probably a coincident.

"How do you know what he looks like?" Emma asked instead.

"Saw a photo online," Lily said simply. "Which reminds me, I also looked through Kathryn's Facebook and found no photos of her and David anywhere. Not one. No matter how far I go back in her photo history."

Mary Margaret frowned. "That doesn't make sense."

"Unless she wanted to forget about him," Emma noted.

"I think we should tell him."

"What if he doesn't believe us?"

"We can always show him." Lily pulled out her phone from her pocket. "I snapped some photo's today and even filmed them kissing."

"You did?"

Lily turned her phone on and showed them the pictures. Emma took Lily's phone to looked closer. "This is perfect."

"Then when are we going to tell him?"

"The best is as soon as possible," Emma said and handed the phone back to Lily. "he doesn't seem to remember the feelings he had for her so it would hurt less if we tell him now than if we wait and he starts to remember."

Mary Margaret and Lily nodded. "Who's going to tell him?"

"I could ask Killian. He told David he was an old friend so David would probably believe him sooner than one of us."

"I'll send you the photos so that you could send them to him."

"Okay, I'll text him."

David and Killian decided to go to a bar before going home. They had been talking about sports, sailing, all kinds of stuff. They had had a few drinks and it was getting late when David sighed and his mood became less cheerful.

"Killian, can I ask you something serious?" he asked and turned to look at him.

"Of course, mate."

"I think I like Mary Margaret," he blurred out. "like, I like like her and that just isn't right."

"Why not?" Killian asked an sipped his drink. "You can't change how you feel about someone."

"But I'm married!" he almost shouted. "I shouldn't be liking someone except for my wife."

At that moment Killian felt his phone buzz in his pocket. When he turned it on he saw a text from Emma with a few photo's. The text said:

We have proof that Kathryn is cheating, can you tell him as soon as possible?

Sure love, I'm with him right now.

Okay, be gentle.

Always ;)

He let the photos load and turned to David who was looking at his glass like it was the most interesting thing in the world.

"Mate, there is something I need to tell you," Killian started. David looked up at him. "Kathryn… has been cheating on you."

"What?" David asked and his eyebrows shot up. But he didn't seem mad, more surprised.

"We've been following her for a while." He opened the photos Emma send him and handed the phone to David. "We found out she had a boyfriend named Frederick. She is seeing him when she 'goes out'."

David scrolled through the photos. After a while he started grinning. "Is that a bunny?"

"What?" David turned the phone to show him the photo of Killian with a bunny on his head. He quickly grabbed his phone back and turned it off, putting it back in his pocket. "Bloody hell, mate. Haven't you been listening to a thing I have said?"

"I had my own suspicious for a while now, this only confirms them," he said and he even looked a bit relieved. "I don't love her, or at least not any more. If I once really loved her I should be remembering the feelings the moment I laid eyes on her, but I don't feel them." David chewed his lip. "But I do seem to have feelings for Mary Margaret," he added quietly.

"Ask her out," Killian said simply.

"Do you think she would say yes?"

"I'm pretty sure she would."

David smiled at Killian and glanced at his watch. "I should be going home and talk this out with Kathryn." He grabbed his jacket from the stool beside him. Killian stood up too. "Thank you, Kilian."

"For what exactly?"

"Pretending to be my friend."

Killian's smile faded but David only laughed. "I figured that out too, but it's okay. Maybe we can start over?"

Killian nodded. "I'm sorry, mate. It was Emma's idea."

"Don't blame Emma, you accepted it," he said almost fatherly protective. He extended his hand and Killian took it. "David Nolan."

"Killian Jones."

"Well, Killian, it was nice to meet you but I have to go. See you later."

Killian waved at him as he walked out of the bar. That went… unexpectedly.

This was not good. Not good at all. Why couldn't Kathryn just listen to Regina for once. There was nothing Regina could do about it now. All the magic she gathered over the past 24 years have been used to reassure that those idiots didn't remember. It could take years to get enough magic to do something about this, but then it would be to late already.

Regina threw her wine glass to the wall in rage, spattering wine all over the wall. This was not supposed to happen. Charming should be sleeping, Snow should be struggling with being a single mother and that little blond Saviour of them shouldn't be giving everyone a happy ending without even knowing she is doing so! And for that pirate… he was even worse than when he was still a pirate.

Regina took a few deep breaths, trying to calm her rage. She just needed to keep an eye on them, make sure they won't remember anything. That shouldn't be a problem now that the Saviour doesn't believe anymore but she had to be sure the curse wouldn't weaken again when she is powerless to do anything about it.

Regina picked up her phone and dialled a number.

"Sidney, I have a job for you."

A/N: This is the end of part one of season 1. I've decided to write this story in parts and season just like the show. There will be a mini hiatus, but don't worry! it will only be a few days, not 4 freaking months (seriously, why so long?).

Thank you all for reading and supporting this story! It really helps if you leave a review! Maybe the hiatus will be shorter if you review. ;)