He sat at his wooden desk reclining back in his chair with his feet up on the desk. Emma couldn't help but grimace as he held her bottle so precariously with his hand and inspected it thoroughly; she would have a right mess to clean up when she got back inside. She stood before the desk and he motioned with his hook to the chair, "You can sit down lass,"

"I'd rather just get the wishing over and done with,"

"I am not a reckless man. I will not rush the power you have given me. So sit," the order was like pulling strings on Emma and she sat down on the chair. Ignoring an order from her master was never an option for her, many of which had abused this once they had found it out. He placed her bottle down on the desk rather forcibly and she winced. "Sorry," he said, "Didn't mean to mess your living quarters up lass. So Swan, how is it a beautiful woman such as yourself ended up in a bottle,"

"Can you just make your wish?" she diverted the conversation as quickly as she could. Her past was not something she wanted to share with this pirate. She just wanted him to make his wishes and be done with her.

"But I don't know what I want,"

"Of course you do. Everyone knows what Captain Hook wants"

"Ah, so you've heard of me," he interrupted her. A smug look playing on his lips, which she couldn't help but be slightly mesmerised by. It was rare that Emma would come across a man as attractive as Captain Hook. She had barely spent any time on land, and only ever dealt with men of the sea. Many of which were not the most attractive of beings. His feet came down off his desk and he leant forward clearing having no regard for her personal space. "What have you heard?"

"That you are a ruthless, lonely man who lives his life for revenge upon the Dark One,"

"Lonely?"

"Yes,"

"I'm not lonely lass,"

"Your eyes tell another story," Emma stated. "I have met my fair share of people. I know what a lonely person looks like." Like me. But she did not say that. She recognised the look upon the pirate's face as one she had seen countless times upon her own. A look of someone who had lost everything. "Plus I have this gift. I can tell when someone is lying."

"So what is it I want to wish for lass? If you think everyone knows what I want."

"If you could you would wish for your loved ones back," Emma stated blandly. She watched as pain quickly flashed across Hook's face but the pirate quickly collected himself and put upon his mask with a raised eyebrow. "But you can't so you will continue your pursuit for revenge. You will wish for your revenge upon Rumplestiltskin." She paused and looked into his eyes as blue as the sea, she saw the pain and sorrow and felt sorry for this man who had no hope in his life and was only living to enact revenge. "You have settled for a very unhappy life."

"What's that supposed to mean?" he growled his face impossibly close to her own as she wouldn't back away.

"Revenge will not get you happiness. I have seen it, helped others enact their revenge, countless times and never does it end in happiness."

"I am not an idiot love. I know that revenge is an end and not a beginning,"

"Oh," stated Emma for she had no other response. Most walked to their revenge blinded and were left hollow by the end. But he was prepared he knew the consequences. "You can't quite read me like an open book love."

"Revenge won't make you feel any better about her death. It won't bring her back and won't ease the pain," she stated apprehensively.

"How do you know a woman is involved?" he snapped automatically moving away from her and creating a gap.

"Many men look to the bottom of the bottle for a solution to their pain. They sometimes find me. I hear a lot of things. I have also lived a long time, as have you. The tattoo on your wrist also told me so," Emma explained. "Milah. Was she the one you lost?"

"Get back in your bottle," Hook suddenly rose from his chair. His face had loss its playfulness of before he looked pained and angry right now and Emma actually recoiled from his gaze. "Get back in your bottle" he shouted at her. Emma disappeared in a cloud of yellow smoke.