"So do you know what Henry, Dad and Killian were up to around 12:30 this afternoon?" said Emma as she walked into the loft.

Snow looked at Emma in false surprise, "Why would you think I know anything about that?"

Emma groaned, "You didn't actually answer my question, so I'm assuming you know exactly what they were up to. Since you've been avoiding my calls and texts all day, I'm also assuming you don't want to, or can't, tell me for whatever reason."

She picked up her clothes off the couch and made her way to change. She looked at Snow and with a grin said, "It don't think it really matters. However, he isn't going to know what hit him tonight."

While Emma was trying on outfits for her date with Killian, Snow paced back and forth outside the room. Snow had been blown away by Emma's insistence that Killian wasn't going to know what hit him tonight. Something must have happened between them when she sent Killian in with Emma's lunch earlier. She didn't want Emma to forget this wasn't about a competition with the man. For crying out loud he gave up his home for her, to get to her, to save her, and everyone else in Storybrooke. Determined, Snow went to knock on the door as Emma opened it and walked out. Snow gasped as she took her in.

"That's what I was going for," grinned Emma.

Snow looked at the dress Emma was wearing. It was red, sleeveless and short, but not too short. It fit her like a glove and Snow thought she looked beautiful. It certainly wasn't something that Snow would wear, ever, but it suited Emma.

"You look beautiful! What are you doing with your hair?"

"I was thinking I would leave it... down?" Emma asked.

"I agree, but we need to do something with it. Oh, Curls! Curls would be perfect. It's a good thing I plugged in my curling iron."

Emma laughed and went with Snow to the bathroom. She had Emma sit on the toilet so she could curl her hair for her. She was thinking about how to broach the subject with Emma. She had had her misgivings in the beginning, and even tried pushing her towards Neal, but Killian clearly made her happy, and whats more, she trusted him. Snow knew for Emma what a huge deal that actually is. She didn't want her to forget that this was supposed to be about the two of them having fun, not trying to best each other.

"Emma..." Snow started, as she turned her head around to face her, "I know that our Mother-Daughter talks typically end in one or both of us close to or in tears, but I think I have to say this. I figure it is better now before you finish your make up, just in case."

She paused thinking Emma would have something to say, but when she saw her daughter just sitting there looking at her expectantly she continued, "I know that the relationship you and Killian have could be considered different. You two are so similar, and you work well together. You actually listen to him, and take what he has to say to heart, even when you don't like what he has to say, even if he has to say it repeatedly in different ways. If it wasn't for him, you wouldn't be here, not just in the sense that he brought you back to break the curse, but you wouldn't be here. You and Henry would be back in New York, away from everyone who loves you. I know you two banter and compete and you argue and you fight, you remind me of another couple I know," she smiled. "I want you to remember though, that even though you two do those things, in the end, he is all in for you. He wants to win your heart, and he has done it the right way, no trickery. I Just..."

Emma cut her off, "Mom, I know. Trust me I know. He gave up his ship for me. I know what that means, even if I don't like to think about it too much. I wouldn't go out with him if I didn't know what could potentially develop here. I genuinely like him, innuendo and all. He's been good to me and Henry, and he came back here knowing he wasn't well liked by anyone to make sure I succeeded. I don't take that lightly, but I won't change who I am when I am with him just because he did all those things. I am who I am, and if he can't accept that, then he's not the one for me. I'm not going to challenge him to make him back off, I'm challenging him to make sure he can handle it, me."

Snow just stared, open mouthed. She couldn't believe Emma had just spilled her guts like that. She must really have a lot of feelings for him, besides just genuinely liking him, to defend herself and her actions that way. Snow smiled to herself thinking her daughter was definitely hers.

"Ok then," Snow smiled as she wiped a tear from her eye. "Let's finish your hair and we can finish up your make up."

Snow finished her hair in record time and sprayed a bit of hair spray to set it. Then she rapidly set to Emma's make up. As she finished, she held up a mirror so Emma could examine herself. When she smiled, Snow knew she had done what Emma wanted.

"You might just kill him tonight, you know that right? He hasn't seen you in a modern dress yet. I'm pretty sure he's going to die when he walks in. Oh and your father probably will do. Speaking of which...where is he? He should be here by now. It's almost 6:00."

Emma shrugged as Snow's Cell phone rang. Looking at the caller id, she saw that it was Charming. A feeling of dread passed over her. She knew immediately something was not right.

"What's wrong?" she answered.

"It's...bad," he whispered. "I need you to send Emma to Gold's shop. Don't alarm her. I don't know how she'll react to this. She just needs to get down here now. And tell her to wear as much as she possibly can. The temperature has dropped again, but at least now I know why." He paused for a second, probably letting Snow take in all of what he had just said. "While you're at it see if you can't get Regina down here too. Her magic would probably help too."

At that he hung up, leaving Snow staring at her phone. Based on what he said, things were bad at Gold's shop, but what he didn't say made it clear that things were really bad. Emma needed to go to the shop, but what was waiting for her was going to be decidedly bad. Emma usually keeps a cool head. Maybe she'll handle this just as well. She's survived Henry almost dying, getting separated from him and ending up in the Enchanted Forest, rescuing him from Peter Pan in Neverland, and then there was her whole stint as a time traveler...She could handle this too.

"Emma, something has come up. You're dad said he needs you at Gold's shop, and to wear a jacket or two. The temperature has dropped again."

"What aren't you telling me?" she responded as she started to get her jacket on.

"I'm not sure actually. Something is wrong, very wrong, but I don't actually know who is involved. David said he didn't want you to be alarmed, which makes me think that Henry is involved somehow, but you said he went back to Regina's right?"

"Yes, he did. I dropped him off there after the boys had their 'tour' of Storybrooke," she said as she exchanged her high heels for her more practical black boots. "And we both know that nothing is going to happen to him while he's with Regina."

"Well that's the thing. He also asked me to call Regina because her magic would be helpful too."

The two women looked at each other as it dawned on them. It couldn't be Henry. If it was, David knew exactly how Emma would respond to him being in some danger.

"Oh Shit!" Emma yelled as she flew out the door.

"Oh please be ok Killian," snow whispered before she called Regina.

A/N: Hope you guys like it. It's coming slowly but surely. Thanks for the reviews and follows. You guys are pretty awesome :)