Mary Margaret comes in and sees the glass.
"What happened?" Mary Margaret asks. Killian relaxes. Emma turns to Killian and he takes her in his arms. They break apart after a few seconds. Emma turns to her mom.
"I am not sure. We heard the window shatter and Neal was standing there, his hand all bloody. Dad ran after him… Mom you don't think?" Emma asks panic in her voice. Mary Margaret shakes her head.
"No, no. We just have to wait for him to come back." Mary Margaret says with her brow furrowed. She mumbles something about sweeping the glass up and leaves the room. Emma runs her hands through her hair.
"I can't believe he came back here," Killian says.
"Not shocking really," Emma states. Killian raises his eyebrow.
"This happens quite often?" Shit. She walked right into that. She could lie, well no she couldn't.
"Well kind of… sometimes he lurks in the backyard until Dad gets the shotgun…" Emma trails off, not knowing how Killian will respond. Not daring to even make eye contact with him.
"What? Do the police know? Can't they do something?" Killian inquires.
"No, not that I know of," Emma says. All the blood rushes to Killian's face. He starts to breathe heavy.
"They're just going to stand by and do nothing?" he asks infuriated. Emma puts a hand up to his face.
"Yes," She says with a sigh. Mary Margaret comes back with a broom and pan. Emma holds eye contact with him for a few seconds then turns to her mother.
"Shouldn't we go look for Dad?" Emma asks again. Neal was so angry. He could lash out at her dad. Neal would hurt him or worse. No, she wouldn't even allow herself to think that. Why did her dad have to go after him?
"Emma you shouldn't. The doctor said rest and who knows what could happen. No, we wait." Mary Margaret orders. Emma can't believe her mother. For a couple who apparently have true love she sure doesn't seem worried about her one and only. Emma can't take this anymore.
"How can you say that? Aren't you worried about dad?" Emma raises her voice.
"Of course I am! Your father can handle himself and someone has to watch you." Mary Margaret shouts.
"No you don't. I am fine. Dad needs you more than me," Emma shouts back.
"Look at your face and tell me I can leave you alone," Mary Margaret lashes out. Emma feels like her mom just punched her in the stomach. She opens her mouth then shuts it again. All this shouting has her head pounding again. She leaves the kitchen. She loves her mom, but some days she just drives Emma crazy. She can hear Killian behind her. She flops down on the couch. Killian follows suit.
"I am really sorry you had to see that," Emma says as she runs her hand through her hair.
"Love, its fine. Don't worry about Coach… I mean your dad. He can hold his own." She nods and flicks on the tv. About ten minutes later David charges through the front door. Emma jumps up and rakes her eyes over him. No cuts or bruises. She lets out a sigh of relief.
"Mom!" Emma shouts, "I'm guessing you didn't catch him?" Emma asks. David shakes his head. Mary Margaret runs in and wraps her arms around David. David embraces her. Mary Margaret steps back and slaps his shoulder. David looks taken aback
"Don't you ever do that again! You had me scared to death," Mary Margaret's voice cracks. David takes her back in his arms.
"I'm okay. Don't worry," He whispers into her ear. Killian turns to Emma.
"Its late, love. I have a big game tomorrow. I hope to see you there," Killian says with a smile.
"Oh of course. Come on. I'll walk you to our car," Emma says as she slips her hands into his. Her parents go into the kitchen to look at the damage to the back door. Emma and Killian walk out the door and towards the Jolly Roger.
"I promise we will have a normal date sometime soon," Emma says with a sigh.
"Normal's boring, love," He says with a wink. He scoops her into his arms and gives her a quick kiss. He starts to pull away. Emma grabs his shirt and pulls him back towards her. She kisses him taking him by surprise. He wraps his arms around her waist. She tugs on his hair and he moans. He pulls away and leaves her wanting more. More of him and his beautiful lips.
"Sorry, but if that kept going your neighbors would've gotten quite the show," he says with a smirk. She blushes and he kisses her cheek.
"I'll see you tomorrow?" He asks as he hops into the Jolly Roger.
"Yes, I can't wait," she says. Emma runs up to the house as he drives away.
Emma and Ruby are getting ready for the game in Emma's room. Emma doesn't own any school gear that is warm enough. Their school colors are black and purple, so she decides on a black jacket and purple scarf. She has jeans and converse on. Ruby of course is in black leather pants with a black jacket and purple hat. One day Granny will burn those pants.
"Emma, I must say I never saw you ending up with the high school quarterback," Ruby says with a smirk. The bruises have faded, but they are purple in color. Even Ruby can't work her make up magic with them. For now the whole world is reminded of how she was a human punching bag.
"I know it feels too cliche," Emma says as she applies mascara. Ruby applies bright red lipstick.
"I am surprised your parents are allowing you to leave the house with everything that's going on," Ruby remarks.
"The only reason I am allowed to go is that both of them are going to be there," Emma says with a sigh.
"Girls! We are going to be late. Let's go!" Mary Margaret shouts at them. They scurry, grab their things, and head out the door.
They arrive at the stadium ten minutes before kick off. Mary Margaret and the girls purchase their tickets and head inside. Emma can smell popcorn, hot dogs, and worst of all the sweat.
"Mom, I told you we would be fine. We have seven minutes before kick off," Emma says.
"Yes, but we need to find seats. For three people," Mary Margaret mumbles as she searches through her purse for something.
"Mom, can Ruby and I please sit in the student section?" Emma pleads. Her mom looks unsure. She nudges Ruby. Ruby looks up from her phone.
"We'll be with a bunch of people, not wandering off. Emma needs to support her boyfriend, it'll improve her image among her peers," Ruby says with a smile. Mentioning the peers was a good save. Her mom was worried Emma didn't have enough friends. Mary Margaret caves in.
"Fine, but I want you to find me at the half," Mary Margaret orders. The girls nod and run to the student section. Ruby persuades two guys to give the girls their spots in the second row. Emma doesn't know how Ruby can get whatever she wants. The game starts off rocky, but they regain their footing and get a good lead. Emma has to tell Ruby all the rules. They have a fun time, laughing, gossiping, and cheering. Killian does a spectacular job as always.
At half time as promised Emma checks in with Mary Margaret. She goes back to Ruby and finds James Whale in her seat. She winks at Ruby for good luck and heads to the bathroom. Half time has ended, so everyone is running back to their seats. Ruby and James, now that is quite the pairing. Ruby, the school gossip and James, the pretty boy brainiac. Well if nothing else, they are cute together. Emma enters the bathroom and for once there isn't a line. Emma heads to the mirrors and sets her glasses down on the counter. She touches up her make up and slides her glasses back on. She applies some chap stick and leaves the bathroom.
Someone grabs her from behind and puts their hand on her mouth.
"Miss me, babe?"